Talk about bragging, why do you really have the qualifications of a great emperor?

Chapter 163# I am not, I am not, I have a lot of troubles!
Gongshu Wumao's actions startled both Wang Xiu and Mo Wuwei.

They all looked over.

I saw that Gongshu Wumao first leaned in front of the processing furnace, stroked its surface with both hands, and invisible ripples spread from his palm.

time.

The processing furnace made a muffled humming sound.

He was lying on the ground.

In an extremely indecent posture, he put his ear on the processing furnace and carefully felt the movement coming from it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it was an ordinary short knocking sound.

in his ears.

But it is broken and clear, with distinct layers, and it turns a thousand times.

For most practitioners.

It is customary to use spiritual consciousness as an extension of the five senses.

To capture those things that cannot be captured by normal senses.

But for a brilliant Yanshi.

compared to consciousness.

Gongshu Wumao trusted his ears, eyes, and hands even more.

Listen to the sound of feedback from the inner wall of the processing furnace.

The various structures inside the processing furnace clearly appeared in his mind.

He couldn't help murmuring: "The same..."

He ran to those giant charging boxes again, lay down on the ground, drilled in from the entrance, and studied every groove on the ground and every formation engraved on it.

Watching this scene, Wang Xiu couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth: "Master, has it always been like this?"

Mo Wuwei's face was reddish, she nodded and said: "Master has always been eclectic and meticulous in research!"

Wang Xiu gave a thumbs up: "Admiration!"

a long time.

Gongshu Wumao crawled out of the huge charging compartment, before he had time to pat the dust off his body, he went straight to Wang Xiu, sizing him up complicatedly.

He stared at Wang Xiu until his heart trembled: "Master? What... what's wrong?"

Gongshu Wumao took a deep breath, and said with ferocious eyes, "You... actually used the materials used to make top-grade spiritual weapons to make a bunch... to 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 Yanshi technique but can't afford the materials?

Do you know how many people in this world still take puppet classes, and the materials are used in turn 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 indignant he became, and the more he wanted to cry.

Tears gradually appeared in the eyes.

When Mo Wuwei at the side heard his words, she couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

Seeing this, Wang Xiu hesitated and said, "Senior, are you talking about manipulating the pulse?"

"!!!"

Gongshu Wumao immediately denied it, with tears in his eyes: "Of course not! How many years have I inherited my pulse? I rely on my handicrafts to make a living, and I do my own work to get enough food and clothing. I'm talking about the world, and there are still many poor people!"

【Ding! 】

[Detected someone bragging nearby, congratulations to the host for gaining mana +666! 】

How can you admit this?
Embarrassing thing!
He was really stimulated by Wang Xiu's extravagant operation.

As early as the moment I came to this ghostly forest.

Gongshu Wumao already understood the purpose of Wang Xiu's creation of these puppets.

It is to allow these puppets to automatically pick some spiritual herbs and materials in this forest.

What exactly was picked.

Gongshu Wumao doesn't care.

But he knew.

The matter itself is not complicated.

The required puppet class is not high.

There is little difficulty.

He has at least a hundred ways to achieve the same goal as Wang Xiu.

although.

The puppet bird made by Wang Xiu surprised him greatly.

The minimalist structure inside also caught his eyes.

It opened up a lot of new ideas for him.

but……

This still cannot be changed, the fact that this matter itself does not require such a clever puppet.

Not to mention so many rare materials.

To know.

Those materials are more than enough even for refining top-grade spiritual weapons.

Each one is expensive.

If these things fall into the hands of Gongshu Wumao.

He must have planned carefully to make the most of every penny.

How could it be like Wang Xiu?

What's the difference between this and a coin?
Pure prodigal!
……

Seeing Gongshu Wumao's frantic expression.

The corners of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly, and she looked at Mo Wuwei: "Isn't it...?"

Mo Wuwei nodded again and again: "No, really not!"

Wang Xiu: "...well, no!"

Gongshu Wumao took a deep breath, and said earnestly: "Nephew, I know that you have money now, and your family has a big business, but you can't waste money like this...

Diligence and frugality have been the fine traditions of my Sanqing Xianmen for many years?

It cannot be discarded! "

Wang Xiu nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, the master taught me the lesson!"

Gongshu Wumao said: "Look at you, isn't it too extravagant to get these large-scale charged puppets? Otherwise, you can give these things to my uncle...

I melted them, refined the materials back, and refined the puppets again, so as to ensure that their value will be maximized by [-]%!
When the time comes, share it with you!
how about it? "

Hear this.

Mo Wuwei at the side blushed instantly.

Such shameless words, how did Master say such righteous words?

Wang Xiu couldn't laugh or cry: "Master, are you treating me like a child?"

heard.

Old Gongshu Wumao blushed and coughed dryly twice: "It's really not possible, it's considered... Uncle Master took care of you to borrow it!"

The high-level management is researching and manufacturing a new top-level puppet armor.

It's on the same level as Luo Binglan's coffin.

It is intended to fill in the background lost in the First World War.

this matter.

Maneuvering has been done for hundreds of years.

After all, they knew that without a few really awesome puppets to hold the field, the backbone of Manipulation would not be able to stand up.

In the past few years, even if the research has continued.

However, it is still possible to maintain the most basic daily training and life of pulse manipulation disciples.

But recently, manufacturing has reached a critical juncture.

The core materials are available, but there are still some rare accessories that require a lot of precious materials.

The manipulation of the pulse almost emptied the old bottom, and it was still a lot worse.

It's like begging grandpa to sue grandma.

Borrow some from other veins, but it is still not enough.

at the moment.

Seeing Wang Xiu here, so many materials for refining top-grade spiritual weapons are overkill, and he couldn't help it.

Wang Xiu pondered slightly, then suddenly smiled and said: "To be honest, this disciple is very interested in Yanshi, if we can do it again... the disciple will most likely choose to manipulate the pulse!

In fact, I have already regarded myself as a half-manipulator!

If the uncle is short of materials, why should he borrow them? "

Hearing this, Gongshu Wumao's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and said, "This...isn't it embarrassing to take it for nothing?"

Wang Xiu said with a smile: "To be honest, although these materials are of extraordinary grade, they are made by disciples using some low-grade materials to melt and sublimate, and they are not worth much!"

Hear this.

Gongshu Wumao was stunned for a moment: "Smelting, sublimation?"

(End of this chapter)