Chapter 191 Village Chief Ma, I’m Going to Open Fire; the Power of the Self-Cultivation Furnace!
Under Ma Xianhong's instructions, a group of flowers rushed out and went to help the young men hold down the fat pig. They saw that the puppet robot looked a little awkward, but its combat power should not be underestimated. The joints all over its body were twisted, and it transformed into various tools, easily Just control the fat pig.
Even though the pig manure in the sky was doing a chemical attack and splashed all over Ruhua, the latter remained unmoved.
This is the terrifying thing about puppet robots, they are absolutely loyal and reliable.
Zhang Chulan took all this in his eyes and realized that the task in Biyou Village this time was probably not easy. At the same time, he praised: "Village Chief Ma, your craftsmanship is really good. This is as beautiful as flowers." Then the AI robot is much better."
Ma Xianhong smiled and said: "This is nothing, they are just some shoddy assembly line products."
"Brother Chu Lan, if I'm not mistaken, that strange-looking schoolbag on your back is probably some kind of very powerful magic weapon."
"Compared with it, I'm afraid I'm just doing nothing like a flower."
Following the topic, Ma Xianhong looked straight at Zhang Chulan, and then shifted his gaze to the Gatling backpack, with a brilliance in his eyes.
In fact, he had already noticed the extraordinary nature of this thing, but he had been holding it in until now, and then he couldn't control his inner curiosity and said, "I wonder, brother Chu Lan, can you show me the functions of this backpack? "
Zhang Chulan's eyes were stunned, and then he patted his chest and said: "Village Chief Ma has really good eyesight. Yes, this is the life-saving magic weapon given to me by Master Taichu."
As he said that, he sighed again and said: "Well, when it comes to this, I feel guilty. The master has nothing to say to me. He heard that I was working in the company and knew that my own strength was declining, but he was also afraid that I would knock him down. bump into……"
"Since Village Chief Ma wants to see it, I will show it to you."
After saying that, he quickly took off his backpack and activated it directly according to the key points of super manipulation.
There was only a clicking sound, and the backpack was like switching between tens of millions of building blocks, and finally turned into a dark blue wheel Gatling with an exaggerated size and a domineering appearance, which was held firmly in Zhang Chulan's hand.
Seeing this scene, Ma Xianhong's hand trembled, and he crushed the tea cup to pieces, slapped it on the table, and stood up suddenly, looking very excited!
"This...this, strange materials, strange changes, mysterious operating mechanism, unheard of, unheard of!"
A strong gleam appeared in his eyes, and he looked straight at Gatlin, unable to move his eyes even half an inch. As a master of weapon refining, and as a descendant of the god-level Hundred Refiners, he could only switch in a short time through this backpack. Through the process, you will understand the incredible nature of this magic weapon.
It is indeed a magical weapon refined by the legendary Taoist Master, so terrifying!
Zhang Chulan, who was on the side, glanced at Ma Xianhong's extremely excited face, and couldn't help but feel a little smug in his heart, thinking that he was so shocked before he even opened fire.
"It is indeed a treasure given by my father. Even in the eyes of a master of weapon refining, it looks so extraordinary."
Zhang Chulan thought to himself, and finally groped for a while on the gun body, but adjusted the firepower to the lowest level, not wanting to let Gatlin's trump card be completely exposed.
"Chief Ma, I'm going to open fire!"
After the words fell, he thought about it, controlled the true energy in his body, and flowed into the Gatling from his hands. Then, the lines on the surface of the Namo Xiaoye Gatling that were like talismans suddenly lit up with a deep glow. The blue light has been concentrated at the mouth of the six gun barrels, and then burst out with a bright light.
Ta-ta-ta-ta!
Amidst the violent roar, the energy bombs were condensed intensively and rushed out like a dragon. They spanned a distance of thousands of feet and directly bombarded the distant mountain.
Just listen to the swaying grass and trees, large puffs of dust and smoke, and waves of clearly audible rumbling sounds, all revealing Gatling's considerable power.
"It's great, it's really great."
Zhang Chulan grinned, feeling that at this moment, with a gun in his hand, he was full of confidence, thinking that even if he encountered a siege like a flower, with Gatlin in hand, he could break out.
However, when he felt the constant squandering of true energy in his body, he also understood that the wanton outpouring of firepower was only temporary, and he had to make good use of it.
However, when all this happened in Ma Xianhong's eyes, his already shocked expression changed again and again, and finally he was even more stunned, with his mouth wide open enough to hold an ostrich egg.
"Crossing a distance of thousands of feet, it still has a very powerful lethality, and it is still such a dense and terrifying fire curtain, it is completely possible..."
There was an extra monocle on his face, covering his left eye. It was an auxiliary magic weapon used to analyze various data, and just a piece of data displayed by Gatlin in front of him was completely frightening. Got him.
He asked himself, even if he tried his best with his magic machine, he might not be able to forge such a powerful magic weapon!
The commotion caused by Zhang Chulan quickly attracted many strangers in the village. Fortunately, he collected his magical power in time, allowing Gatlin to switch to the backpack form and carry it on his back. After heaving a sigh of relief, He took a sip of tea unhurriedly and said coquettishly: "How about Village Chief Ma, is the magical weapon my father gave me not bad?"
But Ma Xianhong was still stunned in place, his throat was rolling, and he kept swallowing saliva. He was constantly receiving feedback from pieces of data and analyzing Zhang Chulan's status.
"It's a heaven-defying, heaven-defying offensive magic weapon. It's unbelievable, hard to understand, and even more difficult for me to reach."
"I never thought that Master Taichu would not only be called a heavenly being in his cultivation, but he would also reach such a profound state in his refining of weapons!"
"No, I want to visit a real person. I must meet a real person!"
When Ma Xianhong came back to his senses, he seemed very out of sorts. His speech was incoherent, and he even looked a little crazy.
As a descendant of the Divine Machine Hundred Refiners, he originally thought that there would be no one in the world who could surpass him in the art of refining weapons. However, it was not until today that he realized that there are people outside the world and there is a heaven outside the world!
At this moment, a very strong thought arose in his heart, that is, he must visit Zhang Taichu in person. If he could meet this master in his lifetime, he might be able to give him more help with his perfect cultivation furnace.
When Zhang Chulan saw Ma Xianhong like this, he felt relieved. He seemed to see the glory belonging to his master shrouding his junior body, which was like a golden finger in the game.
At the same time, he had an idea and had more ideas, so he hurriedly pulled Ma Xianhong and sat down again, preparing to use his 12 points of verbal skills - Mouth Escape!
Time passed, from day to dusk.
Zhang Chulan's mouth was dry as he spoke. He drank a lot of tea, but he still couldn't convince Ma Xianhong. He originally wanted to wave his master's banner and capture Biyou Village without wasting a single soldier.
Unexpectedly, Ma Xianhong was not an easy fool. On the contrary, he was extremely rational and calm. Even though he almost "deified" Zhang Taichu in his words, he still persisted in the face of Zhang Chulan's "one-sided words". thoughts of self.
"I never feel that I have done anything wrong. As the saying goes, there is no distinction between education and distinction. If all these sentient beings want to become aliens, why don't I save them?"
"What kind of population red line is just a joke. Is there not enough fighting between black and white in the world? People die of sin every moment. Isn't this kind of thing rare? Why must we sacrifice strangers? Even in this turbid world , there is another group of strangers, how bad can they get?"
These reasons made it difficult for Zhang Chulan to refute, and he could only feel helpless in his heart, thinking that he had to take extraordinary measures.
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the other side.
Zhang Lingyu and Xia He spent most of the day going around the entire village, but they did not find any information about Yaoxing Society. As for Qu Tong, there was no trace at all.
The rest of the company, including the team composed of Black Guan, Lao Meng and Xiao Zizai, also failed to find clues about Chen Duo, but it was not without gain. They had already secretly grasped the general situation of the entire Biyou Village. A more specific "topographic map" was prepared, with several key locations marked.
Feng Baobao and Wang Ye spent the day bored.
Until late afternoon.
Ma Xianhong organized a grand bonfire dinner to welcome everyone in the company. After a period of superficial excitement, Ma Xianhong extended an invitation to everyone in the rural tour group and took them to visit the Slimming Furnace!
In a spotless and spacious wooden house, frost-white moonlight shines through the window and onto a strange-looking machine, casting a large shadow.
Snap.
The sound of the switch being pressed sounded, and then the light of the incandescent lamp illuminated the entire wooden house. Ma Xianhong led several subordinates and everyone in the company to the front of the machine.
"This is the self-cultivation furnace, which allows ordinary people to embark on the path of spiritual practice!" Ma Xianhong introduced, with a strong sense of pride in his words.
Everyone in the company looked at the strange and huge machine with strange expressions in their eyes. Even though they were well-informed, this was the first time they had seen such a magical large-scale magic weapon.
Wang Ye's brows furrowed deeply, his lowered palms kept making gestures, and his face looked a little ugly.
Zhang Lingyu and his wife were also present. They came here for Yao Xing Club, but without any more clues, they accepted Ma Xianhong's invitation and came to observe this strange self-cultivation furnace.
"Everyone, next, I will demonstrate it to you."
Ma Xianhong turned around and waved, and a long-haired girl wearing a white summer dress came out.
The girl had a delicate appearance, with a lingering sadness on her face, and an uncontrollable excitement at this time.
She walked towards the stove with a limp, without any energy fluctuations on her body. She was obviously an ordinary person who had no power to restrain a chicken. Finally, with the help of Fu Rong, she climbed into one side of the stove. inside the container.
Ma Xianhong said: "This is a girl who was born lame. Her biggest wish is to be able to walk like a normal person."
While talking, Zhuge Qing, who had become one of the so-called Twelve Supreme Roots, also walked out of the crowd, walked straight to the container on the other side of the self-cultivation furnace, and lay down in it. Then an inexplicable energy emerged and shrouded it. around the stove.
"In this furnace, the internal environment of ordinary people will be reshaped by external forces, and the above organs will be used as templates to form new meridians that can move the true energy..."
Ma Xianhong gave a brief explanation in a few words, and the other Xinjie sect strangers behind him all showed pious expressions on their faces.
Many of them were able to embark on the path of spiritual practice they dreamed of through this method. It can be said that in a sense, Ma Xianhong gave them a new life through the self-cultivation furnace!
The self-cultivation furnace was running rumblingly, and after a while, it stopped, and the strange fluctuations subsided.
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The door lids of the two containers were opened, and Zhuge Qing was the first to walk out. Except for his face, which looked a little tired, everything else was as usual.
He walked until he was in front of Ma Xianhong and said with a smile: "Is this what the upper root machine has to do? I have successfully completed it?"
Ma Xianhong nodded solemnly, "Thank you, Brother Zhuge."
That's when.
In the other half of the container of the stove, a young girl in a white dress also climbed out, with a look of disbelief on her face. First she stood aside, lowering her head and looking at her hands. Then, there was a soft pop. There was a sound, and a translucent white Qi stream appeared in her hand.
"Is this what you guys call True Qi?"
The girl murmured to herself, then took a tentative step and took a steady step.
It was just one step, but it made her tremble all over and burst into tears in an instant.
"I, I am healthy, I..."
The girl's face was filled with excitement, and she couldn't help but cover her face, crying bitterly, showing that she was even more happy than becoming a stranger.
Then she walked step by step in front of Ma Xianhong and Zhuge Qing, knelt down with a plop, and even kowtowed. At a moment when her words were incoherent, she could only express her gratitude through actions.
However, before the girl's white forehead could even touch the ground, she was helped up by Ma Xianhong. The latter had a gentle smile on his face and said softly: "It will be good if you regain your health. Forget about what caused you pain." Go over and enjoy the rest of your life.”
The girl cried harder and hugged Ma Xianhong.
The "tour group" who stood aside and witnessed the whole process also showed extremely surprised expressions at this moment.
They witnessed the birth of a miracle with their own eyes, and saw an ordinary disabled person, after undergoing the forging of the self-cultivation furnace, not only was his disability cured, but he also became a real stranger!
For a time, everyone had mixed feelings and complicated thoughts.
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the other side.
Just when everyone was led by Ma Xianhong to observe the operation of the self-cultivation furnace.
At the entrance of Biyou Village, there is Ruhua carrying a load, walking quickly towards the dark mountain road in the distance, constantly shuttling through the dense virgin forest, his two big eyes shining like light bulbs spinning around. , performing automatic navigation, and it didn't take long to arrive at a secret cave entrance.
It stretched out its mechanical fingers and fumbled for the switch on the moss-covered rock wall. Then, a light curtain lit up, revealing the true situation inside the cave.