A corner of the old neighborhood.
The disciples of the Sword Sect were surrounding an automatic machine and marveling at it. They were attracted by the smell it emitted. In ancient times, sugar was a very precious thing and was relatively rare even for monks.
Scarcity makes things valuable. Without the huge industrial chain of modern times, many modern condiments can be sold at high prices in the spiritual world. Most spiritual practitioners are mediocre, no different from ordinary people. They don't need to eat grains but are still trapped by the desire for food.
What surprised them was the exquisiteness of the automatic cotton machine. Under the perception of the divine sense, the entire structure of the cotton machine came into view. The mechanical structures that were unknown but could be combined together to play a certain role made them brighten their eyes.
Qiu Yelong and Shao Shiyan
"Brother Qiu, you were the best swordsmith in the sect at that time. Can you see any clues?"
Qiu Yelong was the swordsmith of the Sword Sect during their time. In terms of the modern government structure, he belonged to the Military Manufacturing Department of the Ministry of War. It was one of the most core departments of a sect, along with elixirs and power transmission. Basically, large sects would realize the internal circulation of cultivation resources, otherwise they would not be worthy of being called large sects.
After all, magic tools and elixirs are equivalent to modern weapons and energy. These two things all rely on outsiders, so it is absolutely impossible to be called a great power.
Sects that specialize in alchemy are considered unorthodox by the big sects, and can only rely on others and depend on the opinions of the powerful. Therefore, generally speaking, no sect with a history of more than 10,000 years focuses on a certain skill, even the Sword Sect has to develop both alchemy and weapons.
However, there are differences between elixirs and weapons due to different sects. The elixirs are similar, but the weapons need to be tailor-made. The Sword Sect only forges swords and does not make anything else.
Qiu Yelong stroked his chin and thought for a moment before he said slowly, "This thing is made of steel. It doesn't seem very sophisticated, but it is densely packed with lightning. However, it is mainly electricity, supplemented by the tool. The core is a small piece of green skin the size of a palm."
"Excuse me, would you like to buy it?"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind. The Sword Sect disciples turned around at the same time. The scarred appearance on their faces scared the passers-by who took two steps back. Seeing their ancient-style clothes, they couldn't help but ask, "Your clothes are nice. Are those scars on your body makeup? Or are you broadcasting live?"
Then he looked around in confusion and saw two young men a few steps away. One of them was holding a mobile phone but did not take any action to take pictures.
"Isn't it a live broadcast? There haven't been any exhibitions recently."
The Sword Sect disciples did not answer, but silently made way for him and looked at him coldly. Being stared at by a dozen scarred men, the passerby swallowed unconsciously and took a step back.
But considering that his "little leader" was clamoring for food, he could only bite the bullet and go forward to scan the code with his mobile phone. Then the transparent cover of the machine opened automatically, and there was an exclamation from the surroundings. Those mysterious people with scars on their faces stretched their necks to look at him.
"oh oh!!!"
"I see."
Passersby suspected that they had been caught in some kind of spoof video recording. There are many such videos on the Internet, with people wearing strange costumes or using some kind of script to tease others.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speed up his movements. He picked up the bamboo stick, quickly rolled up one, and turned away.
Perhaps because he walked too fast, the machine was not turned off, and tiny sugar threads were spinning in the air. The disciples of the Sword Sect gathered around and followed his example, picking up bamboo sticks and spinning out something the size of a fist.
"It's so amazing that they can pull sugar into such tiny pieces, like clouds or cotton. No wonder it's so small."
“This thing has reached the realm of subtlety.”
Yu Nannan took a sip, then her eyes widened and she said, "A magical artifact!"
Passersby who had already walked more than ten meters away heard the exclamation behind them and couldn't help but curse inwardly: "He's crazy, or he's just pretending to be crazy for traffic, why not do something else."
Suddenly the machine stopped spitting out sugar threads. Yu Nannan, who had just been playing with the sugar, suddenly became anxious and slapped it. With a loud bang, a handprint was left on the side of the iron sheet.
"Is the artifact broken? Why doesn't it come out?"
"I understand! Nan Nan, move aside and let Master Nichou come. This thing is driven by thunder. The man just held up a strange cube, and the core inside it emitted some thunder, which drove the object."
Qiu Yelong was speaking as he activated his magic power, injecting thunder into it repeatedly. Soon the machine made a huge noise, and a large amount of magic was spit out.
Ten minutes later, everyone left with a ball bigger than their head in their hands, walking aimlessly in this busy street. Since they were not disguised, their scars and ancient clothes were very eye-catching, and many people came up to ask and take pictures.
But no one treated them as aliens or looked at them with fear.
Because there are many people wearing ancient costumes now, and there are countless people dressed as ancient knights, especially after the recent popularity of spiritual practice. No one would think that these people are reincarnations, who once walked in troubled times with swords. They are just a group of young people who like retro costumes and costume lovers.
Everyone can also sense the strong inclusiveness of the modern world, and they become more open from their initial timidity. In a short period of time, they gradually figure out some modern living rules by imitating and observing others.
Li Yi and the other two did not follow behind him. Instead, they found a restaurant, sat down, ordered a few side dishes, and asked for a few bottles of strong liquor and started drinking.
He Kun talked more as he drank, and began to chatter about Li Yi and the Sword Immortal. Of course, he couldn't help asking, "Are you planning to have children?"
"Brother Li, you are not a child anymore. It's time for you to have a child. It just so happens that your cultivation is still at a low level. There are many examples of cultivators in the Golden Core Stage giving birth to children. I heard that there is a pill in Medicine King Valley that can greatly increase the chances of cultivators having children."
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