Yu Chaoyun followed the vapor-filled Si Yamen paths and walked all the way.
She felt like a piece of beef that was not firmly clamped, so she rolled carelessly into the charcoal fire below. Fortunately, I am not a real beef, and Tiangongsi is not a real charcoal fire.
It's just that the temperature at the bottom of Tiangong Division is indeed higher than above, which can be seen from the transpiration of water vapor.
Probably it was because of the many strange government buildings and the large area of machinery that supported the operation of Sophora Capital.
This girl from Qingtian Dao walked for a long time before she finally found out about the young master uncle near the Tiangong Yamen in the center of the Tiangong Department.
Because Qingtian Dao and Huaidu had always had a good relationship with Tiangong Division, this girl was allowed to go in and take a look.
This made Yu Chaoyun a little flattered.
But after all, the Tiangong Division is the core organization of the Dafeng Dynasty. Being able to go and take a look at the Division Office is naturally an offer that is hard to refuse.
Yu Chaoyun put away the very exquisite umbrella made by the Tiangong Division, and followed the official into the Tiangong Yamen, which was full of complicated and noisy sounds.
There are many craftsmen and officials walking back and forth in the office. The alleys between offices are full of busy people. There are occasionally some flowers and trees for viewing under the eaves of the roadside, but they are not many and they are not conspicuous. There were probably too many and they were too big. After all, they were a bit overwhelming, so there were more, and there were many machine models. Yu Chaoyun even saw models of human cities such as Huaidu Nanyi City. The top is probably no different from what the world sees, but in Below, there is a mechanical structure that Yu Chaoyun has never seen before.
This Qingtian Taoist girl stood there in amazement and looked at the models carefully. For some reason, she always felt that one day, these human cities would suddenly rise from the ground at a certain point of accumulation and become a A world unimaginable to the world.
Yu Chaoyun watched for a long time, but none of the people from Tiangong Yamen came to stop such a girl, which made her a little curious.
Isn’t it true that fish cannot escape from Yuan Kingdom and sharp weapons cannot be shown to others?
Yu Chaoyun was very confused and asked the officials on the side for advice.
The man chuckled and explained: "Because this is not a very confidential thing. Moreover, these are models from ancient times. At that time, the understanding of mechanics was not clear enough, and naturally there were many cumbersome and cumbersome structures. Wait until The Tiangong Division has really perfected these structures, and all the cities in the world will be rebuilt."
Yu Chaoyun nodded thoughtfully.
After all, it is placed on the roadside like this, so maybe it is not really a secret.
Just like today, most people in the world probably know about Nanyi City's Tonggui Monument and Shanyue City's moat barrier.
The Qingtian Dao girl stood up straight and continued to walk forward with the umbrella.
"Where is Dayi's bow?"
The girl asked curiously.
The official did not continue to answer Yu Chaoyun, but said seriously: "Asking about such things, even if it is Qingtian Dao, can be said to be rude."
Yu Chaoyun asked casually, but he didn't expect the man to answer so seriously, so he hurriedly bowed.
"Feel sorry."
The officials didn't pay attention. After all, everyone in the world was curious about what Yi's Bow was.
Of course this is something you can think about and ask.
I just can't answer it.
After all, it is really a weapon, not something used to change the world.
.......
"It is undeniable that the Mathematics and Physics Institute of Xuanxu Institute is indeed better at constructing and researching the Mimicry Model of All Spirits than the Tiangong Division. After all, they have the world-famous Fengwu Institute."
Song Yingxin held the drawing in his hand and commented with admiration.
Nan Dao stood aside holding an umbrella, looking at the drawings in Song Yingxin's hand in silence.
The things above looked very familiar.
It was the Feixian whom Qing fell in love with at the beginning.
It was a two-wheeled vehicle that looked like an ant. It was much more beautiful than the Tianyan vehicle that Chen He and the others had made in a hurry.
It's a pity that the young man is uneducated and looked at this thing in confusion.
Even though he had met him once when he was by the Nanyi River, Nan Dao still didn't quite understand when he saw Song Yingxin and his Ji Kuo masters pointing and talking about many things.
As for words such as streamlined shape and reduced air resistance, naturally I can't understand it.
No one said a word.
But there was a vague feeling in the young man's heart that was extremely absurd - he had always thought that the protagonist of the story in the night by the Nanyi River was himself, but it turned out that the protagonist was Qing Xiang's flying fairy?
After a long time, Nan Dao asked very puzzledly: "Shouldn't the Tiangong Division have done more in-depth research than those in Xuanxuyuan?"
Song Yingxin probably noticed this young man who had walked out of the small courtyard at some point and was eating melon and watching.
The head of the Tiangong Department pushed the button on the bridge of his nose with emotion.
"No one is stronger. It's just that our initial direction of advancement is different from that of Xuanxuyuan. Tiangongsi initially started from the missing one particle theory proposed by Tao Sheng, which is not the same as that of Xuanxuyuan. one direction......"
The young man was confused.
Living in such a bureaucracy, the young man felt deeply guilty for not being civilized enough all the time.
Probably noticing the increasingly confused look in the young man's eyes, Song Yingxin stopped talking at the right time and said with a slight smile: "Actually, this can also be said to be a matter of the great road in the world. After all, there is a lack of a direction, and it is not related to the direction of the path." The Tiangong Division is quite similar, both are researching at the level of missing particles."
After all, what the Queyimen inherited were the people from the old Qingtian Dao and the Tiangong Division.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, and finally said sincerely: "I still don't understand."
Song Yingxin smiled, but didn't say anything. He just asked the young man to wait for a while. The head of the Tiangong Department took the drawing from the south and continued to discuss it with the machine masters in the department. .
But when it came to the replacement optimization problem of Tianyan machine, the young man understood it now.
The Tiangong Secretary is naturally very optimistic about such a vehicle. In the past, the carriage and horse were slow and sincere, which was just the sigh of scholars. If the world can really have a tool that can replace the carriage and horse, it will naturally be better.
Nan Dao heard them talking about something called a chaos machine.
The name is probably a guess about the world and all things in the world since ancient times. The world was originally chaotic, like a chicken, and suddenly cracked, and all things came into being.
The so-called chaos machine is naturally a machine that burns inside - the world is like a chicken, so it naturally requires huge energy to crack it.
When Nan Dao heard this, he felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked at everyone and said, "Is the Chaos Machine the way sword cultivators ignite the divine sea in exchange for the speed of sword light?"
Song Yingxin then remembered that the young man holding an umbrella next to him was a sword cultivator. He looked at him and nodded, saying, "This is such a principle."
Therefore, spinners and butchers are naturally practicing Taoism.
After all, the roads are connected.
Nan Dao stood there with a strange look on his face, wondering whether Song Yingxin and the others were going to put a sword cultivator inside Feixian? Otherwise, how can we replace the Tianyan machine that burns out water vapor as its power core?
So the story goes back to the cliché story of the Empress of the East Palace baking big cakes and the Empress of the West Palace peeling green onions.
The flatbread is like a mountain and the green onions are like a sea.
In fact, even the Tiangong Division was very surprised when he suddenly noticed the sword cultivator's way of igniting the divine sea and felt that he couldn't understand it.
But of course there is nothing in this world that cannot be understood.
Tiangongsi has learned all kinds of methods from all over the world, and his ability to accept them is always stronger.
The young man was still thinking wildly, but everyone in the Tiangong Department had already finalized the plan, made repairs and modifications to the drawings, and sent them to the Foundry Department.
Song Yingxin and others began to study the young man's umbrella.
I have to admit that even the Tiangong Division, when faced with such an umbrella knocked out from the blacksmith shop, could not help but be surprised by the many novel structures of such a blacksmith who had long been forgotten by the world.
It's not because of the shape of the umbrella body. After all, although such an umbrella is strange and heavy, it is actually not much different from other umbrellas in the world.
And this is what fascinates these Tiangong drivers the most.
Such an umbrella is filled with the sword intent from Mojian Cliff. To a certain extent, it has the ability to dissolve some of the sword intent - this is probably the reason why the boy's favorite and most commonly used move is to sink the umbrella.
A crowd of people surrounded the young man, studying it very carefully.
The young man closed his eyes and practiced quietly. After all, he couldn't understand it either - Master Jikuo once held a eloquent article of tens of thousands of words about this umbrella that he wrote when he went back and was talking there. Song Yingxin was tired of hearing this and teased the man helplessly, "If you write an excerpt like this and hand it to His Majesty, His Majesty will probably beat you three times because of your verbosity."
But an article like that probably still has a lot of value.
At least everyone listened patiently and carefully.
Today, everyone has been studying it for a long time, and there are different opinions, but there is still no definite result.
Song Yingxin sat there very melancholy and asked everyone to go back to their homes to find their mothers, but they were not allowed to write any more articles of tens of thousands of words.
It wasn't until everyone left that Song Yingxin stood up and walked to the eaves of the Yazhong Office, where he quietly watched the water vapor falling and rising.
Nan Dao breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and walked to Song Yingxin.
"Master, you still haven't gained anything?"
Song Yingxin shook his head and nodded, then looked at the young man's umbrella and said in amazement.
"I have to admit, this is a miraculous creation."
Compared with those things from the Tiangong Division, Nan Dao really didn't think there was anything exquisite about such an umbrella, so he asked very puzzledly.
"Why do you say that?"
Song Yingxin pondered for a long time, and then said seriously: "If the world is full of water, someone can build an umbrella like this to allow people to avoid water. If the world is full of fire, then avoid fire."
Nan Dao can’t understand something.
"But such an umbrella cannot protect you from water or fire. It can only protect you from rain and snow like other people's umbrellas."
Song Yingxin sighed and said: "It's just a metaphor. You can understand that there is something in the world that the world cannot detect, and its function is to block the perception of such existence. It is like water dripping into water."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and said softly: "Such as Sword Intent?"
Song Yingxin looked back at the young man for a long time. Of course there is no omniscient person in the world, so the head of the Tiangong Department asked seriously: "It seems you know something too?"
Nan Dao certainly knows a lot.
For example, there is a sword intention in his divine sea that is suppressed by Qingniu Five Thousand Words.
After those umbrellas are taken away from your hands, the first place where wind and snow appear is often your own divine sea.
He had also said something like this to Cao Weiying at the beginning.
If the silence of the young man in green clothes was acquiescence, then such a sword intention would be the anchor point for those falling snows.
It's just how such an umbrella can isolate the sword intention in the divine sea. This is indeed something that the young man cannot understand.
Perhaps this is the answer that Tiangongsi is looking for.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "The wind and snow in my divine sea always move first."
It's just that this is probably a meaningless statement.
Song Yingxin pondered for a long time and just sighed, not talking about these things again.
After all, the Tiangong Division is very busy.
Song Yingxin walked towards the office building, and Nan Dao followed him.
"Can Tiangong Division really improve a flying fairy like that?"
Song Yingxin walked, nodded and said, "Yes. We also plan to change its name to Hanguang."
This is probably because the new generation of Feixian's power core was inspired by the sword cultivator's technique of igniting the divine sea.
The sword of light in the world.
Song Yingxin remembered something, looked back at Nan Dao and said with a smile: "I'll give you one when the time comes. After all, I've made you stay in the Tiangong Division for so long."
Nan Dao just shook his head and said softly: "It's probably not convenient for me to use something like that."
And for a sword cultivator, that kind of thing is indeed dispensable.
Song Yingxin smiled but didn't say anything else.
The two of them walked along and met the Qingtian Dao girl on the road.
Yu Chaoyun was standing on the side of the road, looking very seriously at an extremely long and narrow corridor-like thing placed in the courtyard, but it was closed.
Hearing footsteps at this time, he turned around and saw that the young man looked a little happy and waved.
"Uncle Master."
Yu Chaoyun looked at Song Yingxin who was aside and bowed.
"I've met the boss."
Song Yingxin smiled slightly and nodded, then looked at the long and narrow corridor model that Yu Chaoyun was looking at.
"Are you watching this?"
Yu Chaoyun nodded and said seriously: "I wonder what this is?"
Song Yingxin smiled softly and said, "This is called Xue Zhongjun."
Yu Chaoyun and the young man both looked at the head of the Tiangong Department with some curiosity.
Yun Zhongjun and the others have heard of him, he is one of the ancient Chu gods and ghosts.
But what is Mr. Snow?
Song Yingxin probably also understood that such a name was not easy to understand. After thinking about it, he said in a more informal way: "This is a corridor in the snow leading to Luming."
Only then did Yu Chaoyun suddenly realize and nodded.
No wonder he is called Snow King.
Song Yingxin was probably rushing back to Si Ya Shang, but for some unknown reason, he stopped and explained to the two of them seriously.
"The heavy snowfall continues, and the two places are even more isolated than Yunmeng Daze. The Tiangong Department has long started to prepare to build such a corridor in the snowfield..."
"Construction has already started?"
Yu Chaoyun listened for a long time and asked seriously.
Song Yingxin smiled helplessly and said: "That's not the case yet. After all, the Luming Wind and Snow is too strong. Naturally, it cannot be treated as an ordinary corridor in the human world. There are many things to consider, such as the tolerance of materials in the wind and snow. , as well as subsequent repairs and maintenance, and crossing the wind and snow naturally requires a lot of material and financial preparations..."
When facing wind and snow like Lu Ming, we really need to treat it with caution.
Nan Dao also listened very seriously.
This surprised Song Yingxin and said with a smile: "Are you interested in these things?"
After all, when they discuss something on weekdays, this boy is like a naughty child who loves to skip school, always dozing off.
The young man was probably thinking about what he had told Chen He on Tingfengtai about going to Luming to sell sizzling tofu.
After hearing Song Yingxin's question, he said seriously: "There are indeed some, but the more important reason is..."
Song Yingxin raised his eyebrows and looked at Nandao, who said calmly: "The cost of such a corridor across the country of wind and snow is certainly not something that the Tiangong Division can decide..."
Nan Dao raised his head and looked at the stone dome that looked like the sky at night - above the Tiangong Division, there was the palace city.
"I'm very curious about what kind of person your Majesty is."
Song Yingxin smiled softly and said slowly: "Your Majesty is a very good person."
Nan Dao lowered his head and looked at Song Yingxin for a long time. Unfortunately, such a middle-aged man did not have His Majesty in his eyes. The young man's impression of His Majesty was still that of a bloody swordsman under the sword cliff. , and the emperor who was upstairs in Zhaixing Tower calmly suppressed the incident at Siwu Demon Mansion.
The young man was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "If things like Mr. Xuezhong are true, maybe your Majesty is indeed a very good person."
Song Yingxin didn't say much, he just smiled and said, "You can see His Majesty more in the future. After all, hearsay can't be trusted."
Nan Dao said softly: "Let's talk about it when we have a chance."
The young man did not feel that it was an honor to meet such a majesty.
So the response was very dull.
Song Yingxin smiled and walked towards Tiangong Yamen.
Yu Chaoyun was still looking at the corridor called Xue Zhongjun. After a long time, he turned back to look at the young man standing quietly beside him, and asked with some confusion: "Why does Uncle Master seem to have some feelings for His Majesty?" Hostile look?"
Nan Dao stood under the umbrella and thought seriously for a long time, and then said softly: "The story about my first meeting with His Majesty was not very pleasant."
Or perhaps, there are some deeper reasons.
For example, a boy would often stand in a story where he was in opposition to such an emperor.
Yu Chaoyun thought for a while and said, "But I think your Majesty may indeed be a very good person."
Nan Dao looked at the Qingtian Dao girl and asked, "Why?"
Yu Chaoyun said sincerely and matter-of-factly: "Because I have never heard anyone say anything bad about His Majesty."
Nan Dao was speechless.
This may indeed be true.
