Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 454 450. War exhaustion. The Heart of Killing (Part 1)-Adding more to the Worrior Brothers【915】

  It’s not that difficult to disassemble and war exhaustion.

  It is essentially a lever shotgun, and its internal structure is not more complicated than modern firearms.

  For an experienced craftsman like Lao Jiang, to dismantle it into parts, it doesn’t even take ten breaths of time.

   But war exhaustion is not so simple.

   Corresponding to its simple body is the extremely complex inside, a combination of more than a thousand engraved spirits.

  Like Lao Jiang’s Huntian Rubik’s Cube, it looks simple, but the "encrypted data system" hidden inside is the powerful force that supports them.

  And this kind of system is invisible to the layman.

  Even if you see it, you will never understand it. This is the domain of the master, and it is too difficult to understand it thoroughly.

  And the problem with war exhaustion itself is that it is a very special witch hunting gun.

  The spirit engravings that make up the source of its power, Lao Jiang has already understood very skillfully. He is familiar with the structure and use of every spirit engraving, and can understand the reason for the arrangement of the spirit array on the war-weary spear.

   But even so, he still can't explain the super power every time the war exhaustion fires.

   is also unexplainable, the veiled emotions in war exhaustion that are very similar to self-consciousness.

  In the Star Valley World War I, Lao Jiang faced the enchanted Cai Chenghuang, and his war-weary anger reached its limit. It didn't even need Lao Jiang's spiritual power supply, and it opened up its full power to Lao Jiang.

  While war exhaustion in the full power state, its destructive power absolutely exceeds the low-grade magic weapon.

  Even though Lao Jiang now possesses a lot of magic weapons, the war-weary state of running away is still Lao Jiang’s strongest weapon.

  It broke through the limits of spiritism.

  This is a firearm that cannot be judged by common sense.

   "So, how did Fleming make you?"

  In the quiet cave, Lao Jiang folded his arms and frowned.

  He looked at the workbench in front of him, which was completely reduced to the war exhaustion of parts, just like the cold and arrogant lady. She took off all the clothes and let go of all the covers, lying naked in front of Lao Jiang.

   just waiting for Lao Jiang to discover the deepest secret hidden in its body.

   Jiang Xia's fingers stroked every part on the workbench. He picked up the firing pin and placed it in front of him. There were precision nicks on the metal part the size of a little finger.

   is like a finely crafted handicraft.

  But Lao Jiang still couldn't see what he wanted to see. He put the part back on the workbench, and instead of touching it with his fingers, he closed his eyes and exuded his spiritual thoughts.

  Use the monk's way to "see".

  The spirit of mind is like a net, covering every part of the workbench in an instant, just like being immersed in water, which can perceive every detail of every part.

  In Lao Jiang’s sea of ​​consciousness, the perceived details, those enchanted scars, are like a picture scroll filled with weird symbols, spread out in front of Boss Jiang’s spiritual thoughts.

   is like a wall, densely carved on it.

  There are more than one thousand spirit attachment formations, and there are definitely more than one thousand spirit attachment marks. This picture scroll is like a masterpiece of all the marks contained in spirit attachment art.

   is more like an exam paper belonging to a Xueba.

  Lao Jiang, a latecomer, must analyze the knowledge he has not yet understood from this answer left by Master Fleming, which belongs to the final mystery of enchantment.

  He has already mastered spiritism.

  What he has to do now is to break through the shackles of this knowledge and allow himself to enter a new realm and understanding like Fleming.

  This process can be called a breakthrough in knowledge.

   or detachment.

  "The particularity of war exhaustion must come from knowledge that only Fleming can understand. Therefore, the first step is to remove all the spiritual notches that I have already known."

  In the sea of ​​knowledge, Lao Jiang raised his hand and gently pushed outward.

  In the dense scroll before his eyes, more than 99% of the nicks disappeared like wind blowing quicksand, and only dozens of sporadic nicks were left on the picture filled with answers.

  Lao Jiang stared at them.

  Thinking in his eyes.

"These notches look like lines that failed to portray, and they all have their spiritual pattern prototypes, but they look like they were drawn incorrectly after hand sliding. But how can a master of spirits like Fleming make such a mistake? ?"

   Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes and stared at the dozens of weird notches.

After a few breaths, there was a sudden insight in his mind, so he raised his hand, in the sea of ​​knowledge, waved a first-order ink talisman, and then next to it, drew a more complicated second-order ink talisman.

   Then the third order, and finally the fourth order is very difficult. This is his limit.

  His current cultivation level cannot support him to draw more complicated fifth-order ink symbols.

  Lao Jiang first looked at the ascension portrayal of the ink talisman, then turned his head to look at the dozens of weird engravings in front of him.

  He raised his brows.

  I feel like I have found my way.

  "This is an ‘upgraded’ version of the 37 basic engravings in spiritism. Fleming is also trying to sum up a multi-level system like the five-element ink talisman!

  Under the circumstance that the foundation remains unchanged, through more complicated descriptions, the upper limit breakthrough of the spirit technique can be completed!

This guy."

  Lao Jiang's eyes were brilliant, and he said with emotion:

  "Herya's father is indeed a real master. When everyone else is satisfied with the complete knowledge of spiritualism, he has jumped out of the framework he has summed up.

  And without any other information, relying on my talent, I took the first step of self-breakthrough.

  War exhaustion is the product of his attempt.

  There is no doubt that he succeeded.

  He made a work that surpassed the limits of spiritualism, and he also gave war exhaustion a real "heart", but I guess he may not know how he did it.

  War-weary gave birth to saneness, which was completely a special product beyond the results of an experiment.

  唔, if this guy was born in the Suffering Wood Realm, he would definitely be a crafting genius like Chu Qiao! "

Boss   Jiang wrote down dozens of twisted spirit engravings in front of him, and he named them "second-order spirit engravings" according to the classification method of the five elements of Moshuang Mountain.

  At the moment he escaped from the sea of ​​consciousness, Lao Jiang quickly reassembled the war exhaustion, and put this indifferent and arrogant gun to his mouth and kissed him.

   "Thanks, wife."

  He said so, and put the war exhaustion back to Na Jie.

   took another piece of high-quality, unsmelted spirit iron stone from the ring. Boss Jiang grabbed it in his hand and mobilized the techniques of Geng Xin Qishu.

  In the next instant, the spirit iron stone in his hand was wrapped in the Qi of Geng Xin and began to refining quickly.

  The internal impurities are discharged as debris, and in Lao Jiang’s five-finger activities, they become plasticine-like things.

Boss   Jiang is like a chef who pulls noodles. He waved his hands and pulled away the spirit iron that had been activated into liquid by the spirit of Geng Xin, and divided it into several small balls, which he held in front of him with spirit energy.

  According to the memory in his mind, he made them change shape quickly and constructed all the parts of a pistol.

  This process is just like 3D printing. It does not need to be shaped by a blacksmith at all, and the spiritual material can be automatically shaped. This is the crafting method of the advanced craftsman.

  The most advanced materials, only need the simplest processing, can become the original embryo parts of magic weapons.

Lao Jiang was holding a small ball of liquid spirit iron coquettishly. In his gaze, the liquid spirit iron twisted and stretched rapidly, turning into a black tight spring between his fingers. .

  But this is just the beginning.

  In the next instant, Boss Jiang rubbed his hands, dexterously picked up the carving knife and the special gold stick for enchanting spirits, and took out a bag of ashes that were contaminated and could not be ignited, but could be used to enchant spirits.

  He also didn’t give the parts of the pistol, doing any other psychic treatment.

  According to the memory of seeing the internal structure of war exhaustion just now, the dozens of twisted spirits were originally carved into this pistol according to their positions on the war exhaustion body.

  He has a feeling that these dozens of second-order spiritual engravings are the biggest secret in the heart of war exhaustion.

  After ten minutes, the characterization is complete.

  Following the gold stick to spot the ashes on the notch, and with the final curing effect, the surface of this black Colt pistol flashed a dim stream of light.

   is fleeting, which means that a special spirit circle is activated.

   "click"

  Lao Jiang inserted the magazine full of bullets into the gun body, skillfully opened the insurance, and put it in his hand to take a look.

  He planned to test the gun himself.

   But then I thought about it, God knows what weird effect Fleming left behind this mysterious spiritual circle?

  This thing does not belong to the category of knowledge of spiritism at all!

  What if, is this an evil formation?

  What if, as soon as Lao Jiang fired a shot, the evil formation was launched and took him away?

  Although it is impossible, this kind of danger exists. Lao Jiang, who is so cherishing his life, must avoid this kind of risk.

  He looked around, and finally set his eyes on the prison tower of Jiuli Town on the stone platform of the cave.

  There was an evil smile on the face of the bad guy.

  "唰"

  In the next instant, the magic weapon was activated, and Dong Xiaorou, who had been suppressed in it for two or three hours, was released.

  The eldest of this family is now very embarrassed.

The clothes on    were badly torn, and there were black ash left over from lightning strikes everywhere, and the hair that was coiled into a ball was also scattered, like a plasma iron, which made a fluffy exploding head.

  There were many dark spots on her originally handsome and fair face, and her big eyes were filled with tears of grievance. After being released by Lao Jiang for a moment, he sat on the ground and cried loudly.

  The cry is simply sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it.

"Stop pretending."

  Lao Jiang played with the pistol in his hand and said to Dong Xiaorou:

  "As a teacher, you control the strength of lightning strikes. This lightning strike can't even break the skin. It just makes you feel the tingling so that you can know the mistakes you made.

  Good apprentice, I’m asking you as a teacher, do you know what’s wrong? "

  Boss Jiang put on a posture of being a good teacher, and asked something with her back. Dong Xiaorou glanced at Lao Jiang's expression, nodded timidly, pretending to be afraid.

   But in fact, this girl hates Lao Jiang in her heart.

  The teacher-disciple relationship between the two sides has gone from indifferent and bad, to the point where the heart has evil thoughts and wants to make money and kill.

  Unfortunately, Lao Jiang doesn't care.

  He seemed to be cheated, and nodded in satisfaction.

   took out the pistol in his hand again, handed it to Dong Xiaorou, and said:

  "I have my own rules in Moshuangshan. New disciples must be given treasures when they get started.

  But the craftsmanship that a teacher is good at is different from others. If you want to give you a magic weapon to a good disciple, you must first see if you and my magic weapon are compatible.

  You hold this gun, and kill a few rabbits first, show it to the teacher, and then make a decision. "

   "Huh? You originally made this magic weapon?"

  It’s not the first time Dong Xiaorou has seen a pistol. She took it, held it in her hand, and looked at Jiang Xia curiously. She said:

  "You cough cough, I’m afraid you don’t know, Master. Now, some casual cultivators on the Zhongzhou Spiritual Realm are starting to use this magical weapon to attack and seize territory.

   But there have been several bloodsheds.

   is said to have alarmed the local sect and began to clean up this despicable sneak attack magic weapon. "

"Yes?"

  Lao Jiang raised his brows and said:

   "This swan geese will have some abilities. I sold all the good things this repair to the Zhongzhou Spiritual Realm. Well, I really have it."

  He glanced at Dong Xiaorou, thought for a moment, waved out a heavy six-barrel Gatling gun that exuded black cold light, and said to his disciple:

"Do you want to?"

  Dong Xiaorou's spoiled domineering temperament was at an age who was curious about everything. When she saw the mighty Gatling cannon, her eyes lighted up and she nodded fiercely.

   "If you want, then go test the gun."

  Lao Jiang led and said:

  "Just go and beat the rabbits, don’t hurt people. After the bullets are lit up, take them back and show them to the teacher. Such a simple job, I think you are a true monk, should you do it?

  If you can’t do it, it proves that you lack intelligence and you can’t enter the gate of Moshuang Mountain.

  It's better to go for a rest early. "

  (End of this chapter)