Chapter 91: The reason why Fu Li put Taiyi...
The reason why Fu Li pulled Taiyi Zhenren over was to ask him to help with inventions and create some practical tools for the human race that did not require spiritual power support.
The Chan Sect excelled at refining artifacts, and Taiyi Zhenren was a leader among them. She felt that it shouldn't be difficult to transform a magical weapon powered by spiritual power into a tool that didn't require it, given the same function.
"Not difficult?" Taiyi Zhenren's eyes widened. "If you think it's not difficult, why don't you do it?"
"I don't know how to refine weapons." Fu Li's expression was as obedient as her tone was righteous. "It's not difficult as I said, for a weapon master like you. If it were someone with lower attainments, I wouldn't want to say it out loud and embarrass them."
Taiyi Zhenren was once again pleased with himself. He modestly stroked the three long strands of beard that fluttered across his chest, coughed softly, and said, "You kid, you really only see the skin and not the bones. Replacing something that requires spiritual energy with something that doesn't require it may seem like just a lack of spiritual energy, but there are many more tricks involved."
"Yes, yes, I am a disciple with limited knowledge and understanding. Otherwise, how do they say that an old person in the family is like a treasure? You are the priceless treasure of our family!" Fu Li hurriedly massaged his back and shoulders, and was extremely flattering.
Lingzhuzi was so uncomfortable trying to hold back his laughter that he simply stood up and walked to Fuli's side, that is, behind Taiyi Zhenren, so that the teacher could not see him.
Taiyi Zhenren had no doubt about this.
After all, he knew his disciple's character all too well. He really wanted to turn into a fishing float glue so he could stick to Fu Li all the time.
Alas, it is really too big to keep!
But then he thought, fortunately the other person was Fuli, who was also a good child. Two good children together, neither of them would suffer any loss.
After enjoying Fu Li's flattery enough, Taiyi Zhenren finally nodded and said confidently, "As you said, even Lady Nuwa can use her own experience to teach mortals how to deduce the calendar. Why can't I, your master, abandon my spiritual energy and create a magic weapon?"
Fu Li immediately said, "Yes, yes. In terms of cultivation, you are certainly not as good as Nuwa, but in the art of refining weapons, how many people in the Three Realms and Six Paths dare to stand before you?"
Taiyi Zhenren couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth, but she suddenly changed the subject and asked curiously, "Teacher Taiyi, can you teach mortals too?"
Her bright eyes flickered, filled with pure curiosity.
Although she was standing behind Taiyi Zhenren and the other party could not see her face, he could still hear it from her tone.
He paused slightly while stroking his beard and said nonchalantly, "Of course, it's not that difficult."
Fu Li nudged Ling Zhuzi with her elbow and said cheerfully, "Go back to Emei and bring Fu Yao here. She's been frustrated by her inability to cultivate immortality, so why not come here and see if she can learn some weapon forging from Master Taiyi?"
Taiyi Zhenren really didn't expect that she had even prepared the candidate.
But he was not stupid. How could he not understand at this time that this girl had been setting a trap for him?
"You girl!" He laughed and shook his head, not caring about anything.
After all, it was his own child who was smart, and he, as an elder, couldn't contain his joy. It was better than going out and being foolishly cheated, right?
Fu Li chuckled and quickly stepped in front of him, saying with a cheeky face, "Teacher, you have a keen eye. I am just relying on your kindness to be a little clever."
As for Lingzhuzi?
He has flown away.
Fu Li simply pulled her small stool towards Taiyi and said, "Teacher, although we are both making tools, there is a difference between having spiritual energy and not having spiritual energy.
Having created a magical weapon that requires no spiritual energy, you are the founding master. Why not give it a new name so that it can be passed down to future generations and let the world know the origin of this method? "
No matter in ancient times or now, Chinese people all dislike the idea of "passing on the tradition".
Taiyi Zhenren pondered for a moment, then said, "Let's call it 'mechanical arts'."
"Mechanical Engineering?" Fu Li was slightly startled, then nodded in praise. "What a great name. From now on, our school will have a branch of mechanical engineering."
Now that they had the mechanical art, they had to draw a blueprint. Fu Li immediately thought of paper and said, "Before Lingzhuzi comes back, I have to trouble you to get another thing first, so that I can draw the diagram later."
Taiyi Zhenren didn't even ask what it was, but directly asked her: "What are you going to use it for? What kind do you want?"
This is the confidence of the Grandmaster of the Way of Weapons.
Fu Li said hurriedly, "I know how to make this, but I'm not free these days. Please take the craftsmen with you to work on it."
As they were talking, Song Tong arrived outside the door, asking to see him. Fu Li handed Taiyi Zhenren the jade slips that recorded the entire papermaking process, told him to read it, and then stood up and walked out.
"But are you here?" Fu Li asked.
"The chief is very foresighted." Song Tong complimented with a smile, "This time, the two tribes aren't sending envoys, but their chiefs themselves."
Fu Li smiled and said, "That would be the best. It would save the envoys from being hesitant to make a decision and having to go back for instructions. Not only would the trip waste time, but it would also be even worse if they were left wondering about it on the way."
Negotiations are always a psychological battle. Especially when the power disparity between the two sides is small, you have to take advantage of the information gap at the negotiation table to catch the other party off guard.
The Jinjiang tribe currently has 500 soldiers. If they were to face a tribe with a similar population, they would naturally be able to defeat them. They would also be able to handle a tribe with a larger population with ease.
However, the population of Fengsui and Langyi tribes is about 50% more than that of Jinjiang tribe, so there is naturally a need for young and strong people to support.
Especially at this time, the Jinjiang army had just defeated the Wu army with negligible casualties. The number of people killed and captured on the battlefield had almost crippled the Wu army.
The Fengsui and Langyi tribes did not understand the current strength of the Jinjiang tribe, and based on the battle situation, they naturally overestimated it.
Precisely because they were overestimated, the two of them joined forces to keep each other warm.
In this way, the real strength of both sides is similar. The Jinjiang tribe has fewer people and can only barely gain the upper hand by relying on the advantage of weapons. If a real fight breaks out, it will most likely be a miserable victory.
Therefore, Fu Li actually did not want to have an armed conflict with the two tribes. The two tribes were not sure of the strength of the Jinjiang tribe and did not want to go to war with them.
The current situation is like using a stick to fight a wolf - both sides are afraid.
The leaders of the two tribes came in person, and the meeting of the three heads of state was most beneficial to their Jinjiang tribe.
"Alright, let the Great Elder receive them and send them to the inn to rest first. Three days later, we will hold a banquet at Tingtao Pavilion to welcome them."
Song Tong smiled in understanding when he heard this: "In that case, Xiao Shi and I will take them on a tour together within the next three days."
Fu Li laughed heartily, patted her shoulder appreciatively, and said, "Go find the Great Elder, and ask Xiao Shi to come over too."
"Yes." Song Tong took the order and left.
Before Xiaoshi came over, Lingzhuzi dropped Fuyao from the sky.
Because he flew so fast, Fuyao felt dizzy. After landing, he was dizzy for a long time before he recovered and called out to Fuli, "Senior Sister."
The cry sounded aggrieved, and because of the dry heave just now, there were tears in her eyes. She looked at me with tearful eyes, and it seemed like she was complaining.
Ling Zhuzi rolled his eyes at her, snorted, and walked to Fu Li's side, saying calmly, "I've brought the person to you."
Fu Li quietly pinched her fingers and comforted Fu Yao with a smile: "Okay, isn't it just flying a little fast? It's also because I rushed it too much. I have a Qiao Zong to give you."
Upon hearing this, Fuyao immediately calmed down and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears while asking, "Senior Sister, what's the matter?"
Lingzhuzi on the opposite side rolled his eyes at her again and thought to himself: You are just pretending!
He didn't mind Fuyao teasing him, but teasing him in front of Fuli was absolutely unforgivable!
Fu Li had already pulled Fu Yao aside and briefly told her that Taiyi Zhenren had created a new mechanical technique and that she recommended her to be his successor.
"Mechanical Engineering?" Hearing this name for the first time, Fuyao was a little curious, but she was more concerned about, "Can one become an immortal by practicing Mechanical Engineering?"
Fu Yue also had no talent for cultivation, so he recognized the reality very early and immediately shifted his goal to cultivating wealth in the human world. He helped Fu Li to manage the foot of Mount Emei diligently.
Moreover, she had married five years ago to a handsome boy eight years younger than her. Unfortunately, the two of them still have no children.
Fuyao, however, refused to give up. Even though she was almost thirty years old, she still practiced meditation and breathing exercises diligently.
But if you have no talent, you have no talent. After all these years, you have only cultivated a little bit of spiritual power.
Although the truth was cruel, Fu Li still said frankly: "No. But if you master the art of mechanical engineering, you can accomplish great things on par with immortals and gods with your mortal body."
When Fuyao heard that she could not become an immortal, she immediately showed resistance.
Seeing this, Fu Li sighed softly and said, "Since you don't want to learn, forget it. I have summarized a set of simpler cultivation methods. You can stay with me and continue to practice."
After all, chance requires the willingness of both parties. If they are unwilling, chance can turn into disaster.
Upon hearing this, Fuyao immediately responded happily and pulled her aside to ask about the method of cultivation.
Seeing that she was still obsessed with cultivating immortals, Fu Li thought to himself: It turns out that everyone has their own aspirations and they cannot be forced.
She asked Lingzhuzi to accompany Taiyi Zhenren first, and she took Fuyao to the front house and wrote the set of cultivation methods on birch bark.
"The room to the right of Teacher Taiyi is empty. I'll have someone clean it up for you later. You can live there from now on."
Fuyao is not picky about where to live.
She didn't ask for help, but cleaned the house by herself. She then stopped Xiaoshi, who came to see her, and asked him where to get a bed, a mat and other daily necessities. She then went to get them and made the room herself.
When she tidied up the house and went out, Xiao Shi also came out from Taiyi Zhenren according to Fu Li's order.
Fuyao stepped forward and asked, "What are you going to do? Is there anything I can help you with?"
Her obsession with cultivating immortality was one thing, but she never forgot her duties as a retainer. Normally, she worked during the day and meditated at night.
Perhaps God would always be more kind to those who persevered like her. Although Fuyao had never made much progress in her cultivation, a night of meditation always left her feeling refreshed.
Just now at Taiyi Zhenren's place, Xiaoshi already knew that she was Fuli's retainer, so he naturally wouldn't be shy with her. Upon hearing her words, he said, "Then let's go. I just want to lead people to open up a suitable site for papermaking."
The two walked away together. Xiao Shi was about to introduce himself when Fu Yao spoke first, "My name is Fu Yao, and my surname is Dai. May I know what your name is, my sister?"
Xiaoshi paused for a moment and then laughed. She finally met someone who was more familiar than her.
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