Gongshu Wumao's behavior shocked both Wang Xiu and Mo Wuwei.
They all looked over.
I saw Gongshu Wumao first approaching the processing furnace and gently stroking its surface with both hands. Waves of invisible ripples spread out from his palms.
time.
The processing furnace made a dull buzzing sound.
He lay on his stomach.
In an extremely inelegant posture, he put his ear against the processing furnace and carefully felt the movement coming from it.
It was a short knocking sound that seemed very ordinary to ordinary people.
in his ears.
But the breaks are clear, the levels are clear, and it turns over and over again.
For most practitioners.
It is customary to use spiritual consciousness as an extension of the five senses.
To capture those things that normal senses cannot capture.
But for a clever Yanshi.
Compared to divine consciousness.
Gongshu Wumao trusts his ears, eyes, and hands more.
Listen to the feedback sound coming from the inner wall of the processing furnace.
The various structures inside the processing furnace clearly appeared in his mind.
He couldn't help but murmur: "The same..."
He ran to the giant charging compartments again, lay down directly on the ground, got in through the entrance, and studied every groove on the ground and every formation engraved on it.
Wang Xiu looked at this scene and couldn't help but twitching his lips: "Master, has it always been like this?"
Mo Wuwei's face turned red and she nodded: "Master has always been very informal and meticulous in doing research!"
Wang Xiu gave a thumbs up: "I admire you!"
a long time.
Gongshu Wumao climbed out of the giant charging compartment. He didn't have time to dust himself off and walked directly to Wang Xiu, looking at him with complicated eyes. 33
Staring at Wang Xiu, he felt terrified: "Uncle? What...what's wrong?"
Gongshu Wumao took a deep breath and said with ferocious eyes: "You... actually used the materials used to make the best spiritual weapons to make a bunch of... things that can drive these low-level puppets?"
Wang Xiu was stunned: "Is there a problem?"
Gongshu Wumao said loudly: "Of course, do you know how many poor people in this world want to learn the Yanshi technique, but can't even afford the materials?
Do you know how many people in this world still take puppet classes, where the materials are used in turns and disassembled repeatedly?
Do you know how many ordinary puppet materials you can exchange for these materials, and how many people can afford to learn the Yanshi technique? "
The more he talked, the more sad and angry he became, and the more he wanted to cry.
Tears gradually came to my eyes.
Mo Wuwei on the side couldn't help but blush when she heard what he said.
Wang Xiu saw this and said hesitantly: "Senior, are you talking about pulse manipulation?"
"!!!"
Gongshu Wumao immediately denied it, with tears in his eyes: "Of course not! I have inherited the art of pulse for many years. I rely on my crafts to make a living, and I have enough food and clothing by myself. I don't lack anything! What I'm talking about is that there are still many poor people in the world!"
【Ding! 】
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How the hell can you admit this?
It's embarrassing!
He was really stimulated by Wang Xiu's extremely extravagant operation.
As early as the moment when I came to this dark forest.
Gongshu Wumao already understood the purpose of Wang Xiu's creation of these puppets.
The purpose is to allow these puppets to automatically pick some spiritual herbs and materials in this forest.
What specifically is picked.
Gongshu Wumao doesn't care.
But he knows.
The matter itself is not complicated.
The level of puppet required is not high.
The difficulty is very small.
He has at least a hundred ways to achieve the same goal as Wang Xiu.
although.
The puppet bird created by Wang Xiu surprised him.
The minimalist structure inside also made his eyes shine.
It opened up a lot of new ideas for him.
but……
This still cannot change the fact that this matter itself does not require a clever puppet.
There is no need to use so many rare materials.
To know.
Those materials are more than enough even for refining top-grade spiritual weapons.
Each piece is valuable.
If these things fall into the hands of Gongshu Wumao.
He must have planned carefully to make the most of every penny.
How can you be like Wang Xiu?
How is this different from throwing coins?
Pure prodigal!
…
Looking at Gongshu Wumao, he looked furious.
Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly and she looked at Mo Wuwei: "Isn't it...?"
Mo Wuwei nodded repeatedly: "No, it's really not!"
Wang Xiu: "...well, no!"
Gongshu Wumao took a deep breath and said earnestly: "Martial nephew, I know that your Guamai is rich now and your family has a big business, but you can't waste your money like this...
Diligence and thrift have been the fine traditions of our Sanqing Immortal Sect for many years?
Can't be thrown away! "
Wang Xiu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, my uncle taught me a lesson!"
Gongshu Wumao said: "Look at these large charged puppets you have made, aren't they too extravagant? Otherwise, you can give these things to my uncle...
I took it and melted it, refined the materials, and then refined the puppets again, ensuring that their value would be maximized by 120%!
When the time comes, share it with you!
How about it? "
Hear this.
Mo Wuwei's face suddenly turned red.
How could Master say such shameless words so righteously?
Wang Xiu couldn't laugh or cry: "Uncle, are you treating me like a child?"
Hear the words.
Gongshu Wumao's face turned red and he coughed twice: "If it really doesn't work, let's forget it... I don't care if you borrow it!"
The top brass of Cao Mai are studying the creation of a new top-notch puppet armor.
It's on the same level as Luo Binglan's coffin.
It was planned to make up for the losses caused by Cao Mei in the battle that year.
this matter.
Calculation of the pulse has been done for hundreds of years.
After all, they knew that without a few truly awesome puppets to dominate the scene, Cao Mai's backbone would not be able to stand up.
In the past few years, even research has continued.
But it is still possible to maintain the most basic daily training and life of a disciple of Cao Mai.
But recently, manufacturing has reached a critical juncture.
The core materials are available, but there are also some rare accessories that require a lot of precious materials.
Cao Mai has almost wiped out the old bottom, but there is still a lot left.
It's like begging grandpa to sue grandma.
I borrowed some from other veins, but it was still not enough.
at the moment.
Seeing Wang Xiu here, so many materials for refining the best spiritual weapons were overused and overused, and he couldn't help it.
Wang Xiu pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "To be honest, I am very interested in Master Yan. If I could do it again... I would probably choose to practice the art of pulse!"
In fact, I already regard myself as half a person who cares about pulse!
If the master is short of materials, why should he borrow them? "
Hearing this, Gongshu Wumao's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and said, "This...it's not embarrassing to take it for nothing, right?"
Wang Xiu said with a smile: "To be honest, although these materials are of extraordinary quality, they are made by disciples using low-level materials to fuse and sublimate them, so they are not valuable!"
Hear this.
Gongshu Wumao was immediately stunned: "Refining, sublimation?"
Some people died, but not completely...
