Time flies, and time changes. In the Cuixin Palace, the fragrance of tea lingers, and two figures sit opposite each other.
"Taking into account cost, average craftsmanship, and overall quality, this is the best solution I can come up with."
Jiangnan Chunxin took a sip of tea and then continued to introduce:
"However, the ones at the back are all my proud works. As you said before, after Xiao Ruomei graduates, let her bring a few groups back to Brother Mu."
For Lin Chongyang, no matter how precious knowledge is, it must be used by someone, otherwise it will be just like waste paper. Jiangnan Chunxin is obviously a person worth entrusting to him.
From a casting hammer and lathe to a casting hammer and fully automatic robot, it only took three months, and the talent of the most powerful props master was fully demonstrated.
After much consideration, Jiangnan Chunxin decided to take a job with his friend. Since then, Defeng Ancient Road has had an additional "worker".
Lin Chongyang followed his friend's words, flipped through the book in his hand, and then poured some tea for his friend.
"Brother Jiangnan has been working hard during this period."
It can only be said that he is specialized in the art. He just provided knowledge and ideas to his friend, and then his friend used just a few years to forcefully correct the technology tree that was in a difficult situation.
What Jiangnan Harunobu just said is the latest improved robot combination some time ago. After being blessed by magic, it is a very good sparring partner. On the premise of not exceeding the upper limit of endurance, it can not only repair automatically, but also continuously increase the clock. .
As for other civilian equipment, we have also pointed out everything that can be lit. Unfortunately, time is limited.
"What my friend said is serious. There is no mention of hard work. Unfortunately, the world is like this. Many things cannot be produced now, let alone popularized."
This sentence, limited by time, trapped Jiangnan Chunxin, Lin Chongyang, and the common people, and trapped them in a difficult situation.
"Then let's just promote the most basic ones. This world will eventually get better... hmm? Demonic energy, sword intent..."
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At the same time, outside the Defeng Ancient Road, a strong wind swept over the area, dark clouds shrouded the area, and a strong sword intent descended from the sky, causing the guarding Confucian scholar's waist sword to clang.
"With your head held high, you are a thousand hills away, in the roaring wind; you can find enemies to discuss swords with, but it is cold at high places."
Amidst the sound of poetry, a man stepped forward. His clothes were as black as ink and embroidered with brown piping, just like his hair color. The black was mixed with a touch of brown. His expression was arrogant and cold, and black streamers were flying behind him, making a hunting sound.
Based on the characteristics, the gatekeeper Confucian scholar quickly determined his identity, and then asked: "Devil Sword? What do you mean by coming to Defeng Ancient Road?"
In line with Jiang Nan Chunxin's evaluation back then, the gatekeepers of the forces that ranked among the top three were very talented in recruiting.
Just like the ancient virtue tradition, only those with outstanding achievements can take on such a big responsibility.
"Please inform your chief, please tell me that the Demonic Sword is here to prove the sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, Moliu Sword was so excited that his sword power spread. From the De Feng Ancient Road, he suddenly heard: "I accept this battle."
"Chief."
"Chief."
After hearing the words, the gatekeeper Confucian scholar faced the mountain gate and performed Confucian etiquette.
Then, the holy energy suddenly swept through the realm, and the Confucian wind stirred up the clouds and smoke, making the world clear again. Thousands of Confucian holy characters appeared, and I heard again:
"The common people are suffering many hardships, and the darkness is gone when they look up, and the Confucianism warms the world. Change the sky and mystery, change the legal system, and only support the light to shine in the world."
Lin Chongyang's face was indifferent, and he stepped out from the ancient Defeng Road, and there was a swordsman from the demon world, the Demon Sword.
Lin Chongyang somewhat admired the future Wind Traces.
As a swordsman in the demon world, his swordsmanship is crazy and wild, and his strikes are as powerful as mountains. In the past, he even liked to test the sword on living people, but he began to change after getting to know Yi Qiunian.
But it can also be seen from this that this is a man who is desperate for perfection in the sword.
After being enlightened by Yi Qiunian, he once again faced himself. Although he was born in the demon clan, his nature was upright. He only pursued the ultimate in swordsmanship, advocated freedom and unrestrictedness, and had no interest in martial arts struggles such as power.
After going through the information in his mind, Lin Chongyang thought of another person, Zhu Tian, a close friend of the Demonic Sword.
Then I thought of a person, or a demon, a demon.
After all, he has always been broad-minded and not good at holding grudges. The devil has a karmic relationship with him, so he almost forgot about it.
Just when the atmosphere between the two was tense, a gentle breeze blew, white clouds curled up, and a figure stepped out of the sky.
"The white clouds, heaven and earth are my quilt pillow, I lie down drunk with flowers when I am happy; I let the wind and moon leave no trace, and I remember the autumn years with the carefree landscape."
The visitor was seen wearing a brown gown, with an extraordinary posture and a long beard.
"Master, I have been with you for a long time. My friend has such a temperament. He only wants to prove the sword and has no intention of provocation. Please forgive me, sir."
The first thing I did when I landed in Qiu was to help my friend smooth things over. Where is this place? This is one of the two leaders of the Confucian sect. With his friend's personality, it is easy to be interpreted as a provocation. If he is not careful, he may be gone.
Unlike Moliu Sword, Yi Qiunian is already a well-known veteran in the world. Although he is a swordsman, he is gentle and gentle, and his personality is open-minded. The relationship between the two is shown from the beginning, and it can be regarded as an endorsement of a good friend.
"I have understood the matter. The ancient moral principles are not unreasonable. You can rest assured of this."
In the opinion of Lin Chongyang, Yi Qiunian is excellent both in character and character. He is not only full of chivalrous heart, but also has superb swordsmanship. He and Mo Liujian became close friends after exchanging swordsmanship with each other, which led him to Get back on track.
Moreover, he never arrogantly relies on his talents, always treats others sincerely, and spares no effort to support his younger generations. In this somewhat immoral world, he is a rare person of high moral character.
However, this person has a problem. As a swordsman, he has no habit of carrying a sword with him.
Weapons, no matter how high your level of swordsmanship is, you have to carry one with you. You can do it without it, but you have to carry it with you.
Later, Lin Chongyang's eyes moved to the Demonic Sword again and said:
"One thing you need to know is that my martial arts body is inherently restrained against demons. If you fight me, your power will be reduced by three points.
Now, let me ask you again, do you still want to certify this sword? "
Moliujian's answer was still firm: "I have made up my mind, sir, please don't let me leave any regrets."
The sight of thousands of swords ringing in unison at that time is still vivid in my mind now. Both the swordsmen and the demons must move forward courageously.
"So, there is a peak five hundred miles east of the Defeng Ancient Road, so let's set the location there."
At the same time that the two decided on the location, Lin Chongyang also sent a message to his friends, inviting them to come and watch the battle.
"Yes, please."
"Master, please."
"You two, please."
The bodies of the three turned into rainbow light and disappeared together in front of the gate of De Feng Ancient Road. After a few breaths, another rainbow light flew out from De Feng Ancient Road.
The Confucian scholars guarding the gate looked at each other and continued to stick to their posts.
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