Elder Geng pulled Li Changle to the front and insisted on letting him see the magical weapon he was refining.
Li Changle took a look.
This object was square and square, as wide as a bed board, with one end as sharp as a sword tip and one end as thick as a tree stump. It was completely unclear what it was.
"Elder Geng, what kind of magical weapon is this?"
Elder Geng smiled proudly and said: "Brother, look, anyone who cultivates immortality must fly with a sword, right?"
"But ordinary flying swords have many disadvantages."
"First of all, it's too small. Only one person can stand on it at most, and you can only stand on your feet. You can't even sit down, let alone lie down."
"Secondly, many monks are afraid of heights. They are frightened when wielding a sword, but they have to look down and forward to identify the direction, which makes them uneasy every time they wield a sword."
"Finally, if you wield a sword for a long time, you will inevitably run into fatigue and lack of rest. Naturally, you won't be able to sleep on a flying sword."
"so……"
"Based on all the above disadvantages, this elder has specially developed this magic weapon that will create the world, and its name is..."
"Flying bed!"
Li Changle: "???"
Elder Geng ignored Li Changle's stunned look and continued to introduce: "Brother, look."
"First of all, this flying bed is so big and wide that even a small army can stand on it, let alone one person. And it doesn't matter whether you are sitting, lying on your stomach, lying down, or even doing somersaults on it without any problem!"
"Secondly, because the flying bed is large enough, it also blocks the field of view, preventing the monks from seeing the sky ten thousand feet below, thereby eliminating the fear of heights."
"Finally, since it is called a flying bed, you can naturally rest and sleep peacefully. As long as you set the direction and end point, you can let the flying bed fly freely without worrying about the distance."
"Brother, tell me, is this elder's invention a refreshing and great creation that can change the flight pattern of the world of immortality?!"
Li Changle's silence was deafening.
Elder Geng raised his eyebrows: "Speak, brother!"
Li Changle took a deep breath and said seriously: "Elder Geng, is there a possibility..."
"Can these so-called disadvantages of flying swords you mentioned be completely replaced by spirit boats?"
Crack!
As if a thunderbolt struck from the blue, Elder Geng was stunned, and the light in his eyes disappeared instantly.
"Also, can this still happen?!"
Li Changle couldn't help but complain: "Is this a natural inference?!"
Elder Geng was furious and threw the flying bed to the ground.
"Thankfully I'm still so beautiful!"
Li Changle: "... Just save it!"
Elder Geng collapsed on the ground in despair, unable to recover for a long time.
"Hey, half a month's hard work has been wasted..."
Li Changle: "...You should think about whether it will be useful before doing it!"
Elder Geng put his head in his hands: "I thought this was an epoch-making idea."
Li Changle: "..."
At this moment, two puppets walked up to Elder Geng and began to rub against him. They even stuck out their tongues and licked his hands, as if to comfort him.
"Huh? This puppet dog, Elder, is very understanding of human nature. He will actually take the initiative to comfort you when you feel lost. Isn't this a very useful invention?"
Elder Geng took a look and said: "Oh, this is not a comfort puppet dog, but a self-destructing puppet dog. As long as you ignore him for a certain period of time, it will spontaneously explode. The purpose is to cultivate the monk's patience."
Li Changle suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"So, how long does it take before it explodes?"
"By the time they start rubbing against you and licking your hands, it's already too late."
Li Changle: "..."
He reacted quickly and immediately jumped up and flew back. In this flash of lightning, the two puppet dogs exploded violently.
Immediately, the flying bed that had just been thrown to the ground, various magical weapon parts around it, and Elder Geng himself were completely engulfed in the fire and air waves of the explosion.
"Elder Geng!"
Li Changle shouted, but saw Elder Geng's figure walking out again from the smoke and dust in the sky.
Sure enough, there is no harm if there is smoke.
However, Elder Geng's appearance is much sharper at this moment.
Li Changle also fully understood why the disciples who took over the mission could not stay with Elder Geng for long. He also understood why the disciples at Tianxuan Peak became pale and frightened when they heard the name of Elder Geng.
Of course, he also understood why Elder Geng looked so sloppy.
"Elder, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's just a pity that those puppet self-destruction dogs were originally planned to be sold to the sect."
Li Changle: "...Only a devil would buy it!"
Elder Geng looked at Li Changle: "Brother, you are very smart, and your reactions are quick. With your talent in refining puppets, you are really suitable to inherit my mantle."
"...disciple abstains from voting."
"Don't say that, you still have great potential."
"..."
In order to avoid this topic, Li Changle started wandering around the palace guard hall again.
Suddenly, I saw a plaque with a list of changing fonts line by line.
"Elder Geng, what is this?"
"Oh, that... is the order card received by Tianxuan Peak. Regardless of the elders and disciples of the entire Xuantian Sect, if there are any magic weapons that need to be customized, they can put them forward at Tianji Peak. All the elders and disciples of the entire Tianxuan Peak can You can try making it.”
"Of course, in the end, others have the right to choose, so there is a certain risk in taking the order."
Li Changle couldn't help but admire: "Our Xuantian Sect is really advancing with the times..."
Elder Geng also said proudly: "That is natural. Any sect that does not allow innovation, inclusiveness and expansion will never have a future."
"Elder Geng said it well."
Li Changle read along the order cards. Most of them were very normal demands.
For example, customized flying swords, elixirs that enhance certain abilities, or some new practical talismans.
But at this moment, Li Changle's eyes suddenly lit up.
"What's this?"
"In order to prepare for the sect competition and Xuantian Sword Fighting in three months, I request the production of some kind of magic weapon that can forcefully break through the realm in a short period of time."
Li Changle said: "Sect competition? Xuantian sword fight? It turns out there is still such a routine..."
Elder Geng said: "Oh, that..."
"It is a competition created by the sect in order to encourage new disciples to make progress. It is held every ten years. It faces all disciples who have entered the competition in the past ten years, regardless of whether they are true disciples, inner sects, or outer sects."
Li Changle nodded: "It is indeed a traditional routine..."
Elder Geng shook his head: "It's not traditional. It's only about a hundred years old. It was founded by a second-generation true disciple."
"Second generation true disciple? Who is it?"
"Tianshu Peak, Jiang Chunyang."
"...It turns out it's him! But with his stinky personality, it's really reasonable to do this kind of thing."
Li Changle glanced at the mission requirement again, and his heart moved: "Wait a minute, is this requirement the same..."
He pulled it down, and sure enough, a line of small words appeared.
"The person in need is Tianshu Peak, Jiang Chunyang."
"...It's really you, oh!"
