Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 139 135. Commercial upgrade【57100】

   "I have more than two months to go to Moshuang Mountain to practice. Before I leave, I plan to open a market in Fengshan."

  In the elegantly decorated living room of Liu's house, Old God Jiang Xia was holding a tea bowl, first in the chip communication, he gave a few words to Liu Hui.

   Then I drove the machine tool in front of my eyes for a day and was washing away the oil stains on my hands. The third prince Shi Rui said:

   "I will become a monk, and I will practice with the fellow Taoists in our Fengming Kingdom practice circle, but I feel that the local incense is not thriving and the people's livelihood is withered.

  I heard that the monks in other places all have their own local markets, exchanging materials for fellow daoists, and connecting human relations, but we don’t have one locally.

  This is not good.

  But I have the heart to do one, but I don’t know much about the practice market. Brother, what do you think? Or suggestions, talk to me. "

  Shi Rui, who has been a machine operator for several days, will be full of energy. He smoothed his clothes and wiped his face, but he has a working people's demeanor.

  This handsome guy didn't care much about his image. After washing his hands, he sat across from Jiang Xia, took a cup of tea and took a swig.

   Then with a relaxed smile, he said:

   "Junior Brother Jiang really thinks well and can also do business, but I am afraid that things will not be so easy."

  "I’ve heard from Master that there are indeed many bazaars that are exclusively for monks to buy in all parts of the Suffering Wood Realm, but most of them are in small circles.

  If you want to become a climate, if you want to do well, you have to support the local official sect.

  But our situation in Moshuangshan is special.

  The manpower of the Zongmen is not thriving. Every year from the official channels of the Fairy League, it is already hard to supply various standard instruments to the monks from all over the world, and there is no way to distinguish people to open and manage the market.

  If there is no sect to come forward, I will rely on you, Junior Brother Jiang, for fear of being unjustified. "

  Shi Rui shook his head and said:

   "This matter, I see Xuan.

  But what kind of market do you run, Junior Brother, you have so many good things in your hand, such as your machine, are you sure not to sell it? I'll tell you such a delicate organ utensil.

  As long as you let go, I will go to find the master and talk about it. Wouldn’t it be beautiful to give you a contribution to the sect and to exchange some spiritual materials? "

  He was very excited when he talked about the machine tools on Malt's side, obviously he had a good impression of those precision machinery.

  This is not the first time Shi Rui has persuaded Jiang Xia to sell machine tools.

  With his insights, he naturally knows that this kind of manufacturing tool that is accurate to the nanometer level, combined with Moshuangshan’s craftsmanship, will certainly be able to exert a greater effect.

  "The machine tools will not be sold for the time being. It is the property of the ascending people from the wasteland. Brother, you don't have to worry. These good things will definitely be dedicated to the sect in the future."

  Jiang Xia put down the tea bowl and said slowly:

   "Let’s talk about the market again, just like what the brother said just now, then the local market should be even more organized."

   "Look, the elders of the sect are busy practicing and cannot separate their energy. Those of us who are juniors should share the worries and solve problems for the elders.

  Moshuang Mountain is a first-class sect in the local area, but there is so little contact with fellow Taoists here, and the entire Fengming Kingdom practice circle can be said to be a dish of loose sand.

  No one takes the lead. Everyone doesn’t share what’s needed. Everyone is cherished. If things go on like this, we will be a poor country in the spiritual world, and it will be even harder to talk about long-term development.

Brother Shi."

"Hey-hey."

   Jiang Xia did not finish speaking, the third prince suddenly laughed.

   Seeing Jiang Xia’s surprise, he waved his hands and said:

   "In the sect, I used to be the youngest in the master's line. I was not called that way on weekdays. It feels weird that you call me that.

  It’s okay, you continue to say, call a few more brothers, it sounds very comfortable. "

   "Well, brother."

   Jiang Xia glanced at Shi Rui with a weird expression, this guy's happiness was simple.

  He continued:

  "Brother, look, I will also become a disciple of the inner sect of Moshuang Mountain, to promote the prestige of my sect, and let the local monks unite around our Moshuang Mountain. That is a matter of course.

  You don’t have to worry about the sect. Let’s set a strategy first, and then I will go to find Elder Wang Liufu and talk about it. Elder Wang has always been reasonable.

  Let's ask him to come forward in this market. It's not a big problem. "

"This"

  The third prince is a dutiful person and a technical house. He is not the kind of temperament who likes to engage in threes and fours. Hearing what Jiang Xia said, there is no problem in logic.

  But it always feels weird.

  He thought for a few breaths, nodded and said:

  "If there is a Master of the Six Fortunes who are willing to come forward, in name, there is really no problem. But what are you selling?

  Brother, listen to me a few more words.

  Doing business with monks is different from your Kunlunfang business with mortals. Monks of all families will not buy some chai rice noodle oil, vegetables and fruits in our market.

  I know you have good spirit stones for sale in Kunlunfang, but the spirit stones are used by our craftsmen. Ordinary monks can prepare a few pieces at most for the formation function.

  If there are no good things in hand, if you rush to run this market, I am afraid it will ruin the reputation of the sect. "

  Shi Rui drank tea, thought about it again, and said:

  "In fact, it stands to reason that if the market is set up in the name of Moshuang Mountain, the most popular products are naturally the various artifacts of our sect.

  The magic weapon and magic weapon made by our sect is very famous in the whole practice world.

  However, those artifacts have a fixed market, and it may be difficult to raise a large amount temporarily. "

   "Well, what the brother said is. I said before, Elder Wang Liufu, he did something on his own on weekdays."

   Jiang Xia moved her finger, looked at Shi Rui, and said:

  "Senior brother, don’t you also have a few senior sisters? You might as well ask them, if you don’t have any useful magic weapons, you can sell them in the market.

  It’s good to exchange some cents for practice. "

   "Okay, I will ask tomorrow."

  The third prince readily agreed, smiled again, and said:

  "My senior sisters are all clever minds. In addition to practicing, they also do some crafting attempts, but they are magic weapons.

  You don’t have to think about it, Junior Brother.

  The thing was given by the master, and was regarded as a treasure by the senior sisters on weekdays, and would not be sold. "

   "It's okay, just have it."

   Jiang Xia waved his hand indifferently.

  He actually didn't care if Mo Shuangshan could take out some magical artifacts. He said these to bring out what he wanted to say next.

   "Come on, brother, look at this again."

  Lao Jiang flicked his left hand, and a thing appeared in his hand out of thin air, like a magic trick, but he couldn't stop Shi Rui. He had seen many worlds in Moshuang Mountain.

   "Satisfying the ring?"

  He stared at Jiang Xia’s fingers and said in a weird tone:

   "Where did Junior Brother Jiang get it? It looks like it's still a high-end item."

  "From a friend."

  Jiang Xia skipped the question, handed the thing in her hand to Shi Rui, and said:

   "I plan to sell this in the market. I made this myself. Brother, you must have seen a lot of magical artifacts in Moshuang Mountain. Please take a look for me. What grade can this thing reach?"

  The three princes turned out to be something that Jiang Xia handed over.

   is a gun.

  The classic M107 semi-automatic heavy sniper.

  Silver gray.

  Without sight.

  Although the marksmen in Fengming's army are very fond of this thing, in the monks circle, no matter how sophisticated the scope is, there is quite no market.

  It has a simple shape and a heavy hand.

  The modular design has no extra decorations. Under the lights in the hall, the cylindrical muzzle with wedge-shaped flame arrester shining with cold light.

  Shi Rui is no stranger to this thing.

  Following Malter these days, he has been driving machine tools and making munitions, and he has seen many exquisite firearms drawings from Malter. He is already familiar with this kind of murder weapon.

  This should be an advanced firearm, an advanced weapon that was not sold to the new army of my uncle.

  He held it in his hand, flipped around and looked at it, and skillfully pulled the insurance, with a click, and with a man's love for weapons, he stroked the cold body of the gun twice.

  I did a few shooting moves with a handsome shoulder, felt the center of gravity of the weapon and the grip, and said to Jiang Xia:

   "It's a qualified weapon, the texture is very good, but it looks familiar."

   "Of course I am familiar."

   Jiang Xia curled her lips, shrugged and said:

   "This was done by brother yesterday with that machine tool. I just took it and modified it.

  I know brother’s concerns, muskets are very powerful for mortals, but it’s just like that for monks.

  Even the cultivator of the Qi realm, there are ways to exempt the firearm bullet damage, but I modified it a bit, I think it should be regarded as a magic weapon by now.

  You try to inject spiritual power. "

Shi Rui nodded.

  Although he has practiced in Moshuang Mountain for many years and has not yet reached the Qi training stage, he can still mobilize aura.

  He poured aura into the gun in his hand, and saw that at the front and back ends of the silver-gray gun body, several hidden talisman arrays were lit up, and Jiang Xia pointed to the rockery outside the hall.

  Shi Rui stood up, walked out of the door, and shot in a combat position on the steps, aiming slightly, pulling the trigger, the recoil was partially offset by the **** of the gun, and pushing the third prince's body for a few minutes.

  The pointed bullet fired from the muzzle, rotating at high speed when flying out, carrying a fiery red light, like a rocket flying, smashing a person's high rock to pieces with a distance of tens of meters.

  It was like shooting an incendiary bomb again.

After    exploded, a few meters around was covered by flames.

  Burning a few meters high fire raging.

  The most wonderful thing is that this shot was shot silently, and even the vibration caused by the gunpowder and the explosion of the bullet flying out of the muzzle seemed to be muted.

"interesting."

  The third prince glanced at the gun in his hand in surprise, and then walked out the door with Jiang Xia. The fire in front of him disappeared after half a minute.

   Jiang Xia squatted down and pinched a stone with her left hand.

  The stone was obviously burnt through by the flames, and it was already very unstable. When it was gently pinched with the hand, it was scattered like gravel.

   "How is it, not bad?"

  He dropped the fragments in his hand, turned his head and winked at Shi Rui.

  The latter nodded and said seriously:

   "The power of this gun is equivalent to the low-grade fire dragon ball made by Moshuangshan, which is almost equivalent to burning a genuine fire control talisman."

  He stroked those weird engravings and said to Jiang Xia:

  "But it can be fired continuously, and it is swift and silent when activated. According to my knowledge, it can be regarded as the more mediocre kind of Qi training artifact.

  The main reason is that it is not convenient to carry, and you have to aim first before shooting.

  The marksmanship is not good, but it's over. "

  "Don't rush to the final conclusion, my dear brother."

  Jiang Xia shook his head, took out another handful of bullets painted in different colors from the storage ring, handed it to Shi Rui, and said:

  "This is a package.

  The spirit bullets used in different battles, brothers, take them and try them separately. I need professionals like you, brother, to give me some suggestions for improvement.

  There are ghosts here.

  For monsters.

  There are also armor-piercing bullets for body refiners, and split bullets that can hit a wide range of barrage damage. "

   "Is it so fine? Then it seems I really underestimated it."

  The three princes did not refuse to test the gun.

  He filled the magazine with different bullets with great interest.

  All kinds of streamers flew across the yard for a while.

  Shi Rui happily passed the addiction of a quick shooter, and he banged vigorously. After he finished the last bullet, he rubbed his sore shoulder, and said with satisfaction:

  "In terms of destructive power alone, Junior Brother, your gun is definitely good enough to be included as a magic weapon, but it is not easy to determine the grade. After all, we have no ghosts to test.

  But if you want to put it on the market, it should be enough.

  It’s that this gun is not the same as our Moshuangshan magic weapon. I don’t know if Dao friends can adapt to accept it. In addition, Junior Brother, the formation of your gun is engraved on it.

  Not our Mohist skills, right? "

  Shi Rui blinked, he looked around, with a strange tone, whispered to Jiang Xia:

   "Where did you do it?"

"Uh"

   Jiang Xia vaguely said:

  "From a friend."

  "Don't lie to me, brother."

  Shi Rui laughed and took a step closer to Jiang Xia. He blinked and said mysteriously:

   "I know where you got it from."

   "Huh? You know?"

   Jiang Xia's expression became weird.

  He could not guess what weird brain circuit appeared in Shi Rui's mind at this time, but the next moment, Shi Rui picked his finger, and a fairly familiar thing appeared in the palm of his hand.

   "It's a good thing from Hongyanhui, right?"

  The third prince squeezed the storage ring of the same style as Jiang Xia in his hand, and rubbed his hands with a wink.

Say:

  "I know that the group of people has made repeated orders and refused to allow members to disclose their existence, but the younger brother, the Hongyan Club has a big business, and their guests are all over the practice world, and they are time-honored.

  The communication stone, which was originally considered to be secret, has gone crazy in the past ten years, and it has been sent everywhere.

  This is already a semi-public secret.

  Just now I saw your ring, so I just wanted to say, the younger brother doesn’t know much about the anecdotes of the spiritual world, just like I did back then, I’m afraid that I will be bluffed by that group.

  Look, I am also their member.

  It's not just me.

  The three elders of our sect, as well as the brothers, are all their members.

  Not much to say.

  Hurry up and take out the good things you found, and let me open my eyes, brother. "

   "Is that so?"

   Jiang Xia only reacted at this meeting.

  He thought that the mysterious Red Goose Club was really a secret organization?

   But it also explained.

  Why Liu Bao, a mortal, would also have the Hongyanhui communication stone in his hand? It seems that the old-school black market of the Hongyanhui is really not well built. It is estimated that the monks’ circle has been sorted out.

  Now we are all exploring the "sinking market".

   "Oh, I let the brother see the joke."

   Jiang Xia shook her head and sighed, and said to Shi Rui:

  "This psychic secret technique was indeed bought from Hongyan Club before. If the brother wants to see it, this will print a set for you and give it to the brother to taste it.

  But brother, let me tell you, what is the origin of the Hongyan Club? "

  (End of this chapter)