My Whole Sect Transmigrated to The Interstellar World

"The reason why the weapon is designed as a sword is because it is something Sa Sa is most familiar with. She may not be comfortable with those high-tech weapons," Song Ningfeng explained.

Although Sa Sa can't cultivate, she has not been messing around in Taiyi Sect for many years. Her basic swordsmanship is actually very useful. If neither side uses spiritual power, her swordsmanship is no worse than anyone else's. Of course, in the cultivation world, not using spiritual power is a false proposition.

In the eyes of people in this world, cold weapons are definitely no better than hot weapons. But for the people of Taiyizong, although the technology represented by the hot weapon is amazing, the cold weapon is not just decorative, but depends on the person. There is also a difference between cold weapons and cold weapons.

The extraterrestrial meteorite iron here is very cheap and belongs to a common ore. But in the realm of self-cultivation, extraterrestrial meteorite iron is a very precious material, and it is very useful for making the spirit sword of life. Especially for Jianxiu, this is the existence of stealing the head, and this is the only choice for creating a magic weapon.

Even if he was wealthy and powerful like Taizong, Song Ningfeng would not be able to use the extraterrestrial meteoric iron at will when refining the weapon. But when he came to Interstellar, he could use one piece and throw one piece away, which was really cool.

In the interstellar space, meteorite iron is also used to make cold weapons, but ordinary forging is completely different from what Song Ningfeng tempered with spiritual power. Song Ningfeng has always been concerned about Sa Sa's affairs. In addition to using meteorite iron from the sky, he also added a lot of good things brought over from the realm of self-cultivation.

In the past, Sa Sa couldn't use the Spirit Sword of Life, and couldn't make it for her, but now using mecha to activate it, the meaning is similar, Song Ningfeng smashes anything good in it.

It's a pity that with Song Ningfeng's current attainments, he has not yet reached the level of creating a divine weapon, so he can only temporarily stop on the basis of maintaining the growth of this superb spirit sword.

Even if Sa Sa still can't use spiritual power to motivate it, but with the use of mecha, it can achieve the lethality that is not inferior to the heat weapon.

Song Ningfeng murmured, "However, this does have a problem. In terms of long-range attack, it can't compare to other people's hot weapons."

The Yingfeng used by Jiang Cheng was a speed-type mecha. He himself was good at fighting, but he happened to meet his nemesis, Sa Sa. She was faster than him.

If someone who is not as good as Sa Sa drives this mecha and lets the opponent run away, he may not be able to win.

As an excellent refining master, Song Ningfeng must not pin his hopes on the user's ability to be good enough, so what is the use of him? He had to figure out a way to improve the design.

For a while, Song Ningfeng couldn't think of any good ideas. He looked back at Li Chengyu and said, "You can tell me the type of weapon you like, and I'm helping you add it to the design."

Li Chengyu was in a state of confusion after listening to the refining of the spirit sword in his forehead. Although the mecha division and the mecha soldier are people who know mecha very well, but when it comes to the professional field, the wall between the two is particularly thick.

Li Chengyu was drowsy, but Song Ningfeng's last words made him all of a sudden, he touched Sa Sa's mecha enviously and said, "Can I use this kind of sword too?"

□□Although it is powerful, the sword is the ultimate romance of a person. At that time, seeing Sa Sa's fight in the sword light and sword shadow, and Jiang Cheng was unable to fight back, Li Chengyu wanted to say, "Master, I want to learn this."

Sa Sa herself didn't know, but Li Chengyu could see clearly from the audience that the mecha that looked strange and had no aesthetic sense, after she moved, showed a fierce and chilling aura. The gray mecha is in sharp contrast with the sharp sword light, and it has a different kind of beauty.

He was sure that no one in the audience who had watched the competition would say that Sa Sa's mecha was ugly.

The master let him choose by himself, and Li Chengyu unceremoniously expressed his heart.

Song Ningfeng raised his eyebrows, "If that's the case, then go up and try it. I just happened to collect some data on your behavior."

Li Chengyu waved his hands frantically, "No, no, I can't drive this mecha."

High-level mecha soldiers use low-level mechs and feel tied down. Similarly, if a low-level mecha soldier uses a high-level mecha, just like a child wearing an adult's shoes, they will feel uncomfortable, unable to exert the true performance of the mecha, and may experience dizziness, vomiting and other problems. reaction.

Li Chengyu still has self-knowledge. With Sa Sa's help, his gene level and spiritual sea level both broke through A+, but there is still a gap between him and Sa Sa's double S-level. Li Chengyu didn't know the true level of this mecha, but it was obviously no worse than the S-level upwind. Even if he told him that it was a super S-level, he was willing to believe it.

Li Chengyu was afraid that his performance would be too embarrassing to put him on such a mecha.

"Don't be nervous, it's said that this mecha has no level." Zhang Wushuang added beside him.

Li Chengyu was stunned, "What is no grade? If you are not sure about the grade, you can definitely find out by taking a test."

Zhang Wushuang's statement is too strange, this should not be what a professional mecha master would say.

"No level means that it may be any level. What level of strength you control this mecha, it can reflect what level."

"This is impossible!" How can there be such a mecha in this world?

Li Chengyu blurted out.

"I used to think it was impossible, but now you can go up and try it." Zhang Wushuang touched the mecha lovingly and said. He hates himself for being a pure researcher and doesn't know anything about driving mechas, otherwise he would like to try it.

In the past, with Zhang Wushuang's deviant design concept, he didn't dare to think so: This is too outrageous! But when the facts were in front of him, he couldn't believe it, otherwise he wouldn't be so decisive to worship Song Ningfeng as his teacher.

If you want the mecha to maintain growth, that is something that only super S grade mecha masters can do. It is even more incredible that anyone can use a high-level mecha: how can the gap between levels be so easily filled?

But in Song Ningfeng's opinion, this was the most normal thing. In the realm of self-cultivation, you often encounter such a situation: For example, the natal spirit sword, you can't use one when you are in the Qi refining period, and when you reach the Nascent Soul period, you can throw it away and replace it, right? It doesn't matter if you can't control a very good spirit sword at first, the next ban will be next, and then you will be able to raise your level together.

Those high-level mechas that low-level mechas can't use alone have a problem: the materials used are too good, especially the energy core is too strong, and they can't be controlled by low-level perception, and they form a backlash against people.

But the mecha made by Song Ningfeng is a combination of the mecha concept of the interstellar and the refining concept of the self-cultivation world. The energy core is not the high-level energy that everyone is familiar with, but the top-quality spirit stone that he uses most easily, and then cooperates with his ban, so as not to backlash against the person who drives the mecha.

Li Chengyu's mouth never closed.

He landed on the mecha with a dull face, still suspecting that he was dreaming: maybe he has been in a dream since he knew Sa Sa. Otherwise, why would you want to realize it?

Li Chengyu's perception was connected to the main control system of the mecha.

Sure enough, as Zhang Wushuang said, he connected with the mecha without any hindrance, and did not feel any tingling, and the connection was unbelievably smooth.

A long time ago, he actually tried an A+ grade mecha over his own strength, and then he vomited a lot, and his family sent him to the hospital in a panic.

The doctor said: "Don't let him act like this. This kind of behavior that overdraws his body and spirit can easily lead to sensory collapse or genetic collapse."

At that time, he understood that a person's talent is doomed, no matter how hard he works, there are limits that cannot be changed.

But in the current mecha, he adapts well. He pulled out his weapon and began to make gestures. The mecha's reaction speed was more sensitive than expected, which made him almost slam into the street. But he didn't feel embarrassed, he just felt excited: So, driving an advanced mecha, is this the feeling?

He gradually got used to the agility of this mecha, and waving the sharp sword in his hand, he thought proudly: Even if He Chaoyuan was in front of him, he would not necessarily lose!

Although the mecha he used was not as good as Sa Sa's, it was definitely better than his previous mecha.

Li Chengyu felt good about himself, but Song Ningfeng off the court had already raised his eyebrows.

Li Chengyu and Sa Sa have learned the movement technique for a while, but they have not yet learned it thoroughly. He was dancing there with a sword now, in Song Ningfeng's eyes, there were so many flaws that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Song Ningfeng has always been more considerate to the younger generation, but now his obsessive-compulsive disorder is almost out of control, he said to Sa Sa, "He is your apprentice, you have to get some snacks."

Sa Sa covered her face, "Okay senior brother."

Li Chengyu's talent is actually not comparable to that of Taiyizong's brothers and sisters. Sasha can't cultivate, but things like body skills can throw Li Chengyu a street. However, he is better than being diligent enough to learn where he is not good enough. He will practice again and again until he masters it.

So Sa Sa is quite satisfied with him, talent doesn't mean everything, as long as he wants to learn, he will become stronger sooner or later. With his talent, he has improved a lot now.

But now, watching Li Chengyu's actions under the eyes of his senior brother Song Ningfeng, Sa Sa felt embarrassed. If the apprentice is not good enough, it is because the master did not teach well.

Sa Sa has a sense of crisis: Li Chengyu has officially apprenticed, and he went out to represent Taiyizong. She can't keep slacking off!

Li Chengyu got off the mecha, the excitement on his face has not yet passed, and the whole person is like stepping on the clouds, floating, "Master, can I really have such a good mecha?"

"sure."

As soon as Song Ningfeng finished speaking, Sa Sa hooked Li Chengyu to the other side. Li Chengyu didn't hear the second half of his sentence, "However, you should survive Sa Sa first."

Li Chengyu said to Sa Sa, "Master, it's like I'm dreaming now!"

"Really?" Sa Sa showed him a gentle smile, "Then let's practice basic skills first."

"Good master!" Under the stimulation of the mecha, Li Chengyu agreed very readily.

An hour later, Li Chengyu was about to lie down, "Master, I'm really dying... My perception and body are overdrawn..."

"No? Not really, just look at what your basic swordsmanship looks like." Sa Sa put on two pills for him with a stern face. In an instant, Li Chengyu was full of energy, and even said that he was "too tired." No reason could be found. What else can I do? Of course keep practicing.

After another hour, Li Chengyu was hopeful, "Master, is it almost there?"

After another hour, Li Chengyu looked like a dead dog, "Master, it's almost there..."

Although Sa Sa will replenish him with medicinal pills when his physical and mental strength is about to reach the limit, it will not make him faint, but the feeling of being repeatedly drained is extremely real, and medicinal pills cannot relieve his heart. tired. At this time, he actually thought: In fact, it would be good for him to faint like this.

"Take a rest today." Sa Sa's voice was like the sound of nature, and the next second, he became a devil, "Continue tomorrow."

Li Chengyu: No, this is not a dream. Dream would not be so cruel to him.