() The two of them were like two foxes, going back and forth, going back and forth for a long time, and finally finalized a trading plan.

The conditions are: Song Lian will get a 30% discount on all purchases at Lotus Pavilion today, Wu Ju will give a storage ring, and the pill for treating soul-leaving syndrome will be provided by Lianhua Pavilion. If he wins the cuckold, there will be generous gifts.

In exchange, Song Lian must let the cuckold refine a flying magic weapon and engrave 3,666 formations. The materials and style of the magic weapon must be provided by the Lotus Treasure Pavilion and should be prepared at the latest before the bet is made.

Wu Ju explained that the Yuanyang Sect was the best in refining weapons in the world, and the man in the cuckold was a wizard in refining weapons. He was once the number one winner in the sect's competition, and he was especially good at refining large objects, and flying magic weapons were one of them.

To be honest, these conditions are a lie if Song Lian is not interested, especially the storage ring. But his brother always feels that he is at a disadvantage. Oh, I will take care of the matter of life and death. If you win, you will benefit. What about me? I am worried and there is no safety guarantee.

, Under these conditions, the devil knows what a generous gift is, no.

So Song Lian proposed: I want an escape talisman that has very little spiritual power or Taoist power and is activated by spiritual consciousness. It is made of immortal skin.

Wu Ju was almost furious, "Immortal Skin, you might as well want the God's Skin."

Finally, Wu Ju agreed to add one more item: he made a bet before to get a high-level spiritual animal skin escape talisman activated by divine consciousness, which was almost at the level of talisman and cost 1,800 stone, but the generous gift afterwards was cancelled.

Song Lian basically agreed, and added: If the elixir is useless, these transaction items cannot be returned. Wu Ju thought for a while and agreed.

The two of them made a pledge on the spot and each collected a copy.

Song Lian laughed loudly, said goodbye to the old fox Wu Ju, and left the Lotus Pavilion with Jiao Yang carrying a cloth bag.

The first storage ring looks a bit dark on the outside, the gold color is mixed with black spots, and the space is not very large. It is about five cubic meters, which is more than enough to store the things purchased by Lotus Pavilion.

This kind of ordinary storage ring is owned by some monks with pocket bags after the foundation is established. It is a status symbol, just like owning a private car. The role Song Lian currently plays is a mortal, and mortals can own it.

A storage ring for Taoist power or spiritual consciousness? Therefore, when I went out, I had to put the storage ring in my arms and did not dare to use it.

After looking at the sun, it was almost sundown. Song Lian took Jiao Yang and slowly walked into Cai Junrong's weapon refining shop.

"Haha, luckily I did not disgrace my life. The little old man was just waiting for Guest Officer Song."

As soon as he entered the store, old man Cai Junrong greeted him personally. He looked very tired, but also very excited.

Song Lian was also overjoyed.

This is an indispensable and important part of the escape plan.

The two went to the backyard and saw two tables filled with various parts. The movement of the hand-operated generator had also been wound, and there was still some enameled wire left.

Picking up the bearings, he suddenly felt like he was in another world, and a sense of intimacy arose spontaneously. Thinking about his previous life, Song Lian had to deal with these things. He needed angle grinders, small bucket wheels, and cranes. It can be said that modernization is indispensable.

Ball bearings.

In order to check whether the key movement is powered on and whether it is overweight, etc., it must be inspected and accepted. Otherwise, if the enameled wire in the middle is broken or skewed... the movement will be useless.

Therefore, Song Lian asked Cai Junrong to slowly send spiritual power from the enameled wire at one end. He sensed it at the other end, which actually released his soul consciousness and monitored the direction of the spiritual power.

A quarter of an hour later, Cai Junrong was sweating profusely. Song Lian was very satisfied. He finally got a relatively perfect movement. He had to admire in his heart that monks refining weapons are different.

Cai Junrong said: "The old man has never experienced such slow, small, and continuous transmission of Tao power in his life. It's so tiring. There is really no end to learning."

In the third step, Song Lian inspected the carbon rods, carbon brushes, magnets and other components. However, he was shocked by the so-called evil spirit stone. Good guy, one piece is no bigger than a palm and two palms thick, and he can hardly move it.

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Shopkeeper Cai said: "Haha, this thing is not only heavy, but also very hard. If Taoyou Lin from Xingqiao Sect had not been free today, this business would probably not have been completed. Taoyou Lin from Xingqiao Sect also spent most of the day cutting it out.

The general shape, the old man spent several hours polishing it, and it can only reach this level, I don't know if it meets the customer's requirements."

"Yes, yes. It should be fine."

As he spoke, Song Lian moved a pair of iron pliers close to the magnet, and immediately felt a strong attraction. The iron pliers was firmly attracted, and he was overjoyed.

After praising Cai Junrong several times and paying ten spirit stones, after the delivery was completed, Song Lian asked Jiao Yang to pick up the burden and leave.

"The wisest thing today is to work as a coolie. Haha, not bad, not bad. Today is a good day."

It was indeed a good day, and both preparations seemed to yield good results.

I kept thinking all the way and soon turned to the Stone Lotus Sculpture Square.

Jiao Yang suddenly looked uneasy and looked around. Song Lian also felt a strange sense of depression and followed Jiao Yang looking around. Hey, why did the casual cultivator business in the small square disappear?

As usual, there are almost no street stalls here for a day, but today there is no one, which has never happened in Shahe. Fortunately, it seems that there are just no street stalls, and everything is normal for him.

So the two of them walked into Jun'an Inn with their heads held high.

In the inn, the weird atmosphere is even stronger.

Song Lian Danfeng's eyes swept across, his soul consciousness was released, and he finally felt that something was wrong: a big shot was coming.

Whenever there is an inspection by a superior leader, everything must be extremely orderly. The bright windows of the Jun'an Inn in front of you are clear, the clerks are smiling hypocritically, their clothes are neatly arranged, and a pair of couplets next to the counter are polished to shine...

Everything showed that a big shot was coming.

But what does this have to do with me?

Song Lian was too lazy to pay attention, and continued to lead Jiao Yang straight to the small courtyard.

Unexpectedly, Li Xi stopped Jiao Yang, and the two began to cross eyes.

"Master Li, this is my patient. Just let him stay -"

"No, no, no, I'm waiting at the door for the miracle doctor to call." Jiao Yang was a bachelor, so he just stayed at the door.

After dinner, Song Lian took Jiao Yang's pulse, preparing to send this cheap coolie away and conduct experiments.

When he put his hand on Jiao Yang's pulse, he was shocked. There was no one in the world whose pulse condition was the same as that of someone in a war.

This is a sign that the body is about to explode due to excessive yang! The medicine... I want to laugh. Isn't this a bad sign? But this guy's strange disease is... He has practiced to this extent. I can't help but admire him. How to start...

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I'm afraid bamboo needles won't work, as they will be burned immediately if they enter the body.

By the way, why not use acupuncture? Tomorrow I will go to Old Man Cai to order a few hundred of them. This guy is very strong, just use them for training, hehe.

Having an idea, Song Lian wrote a prescription and said to Jiao Yang, "You are very manly at midnight and night in such and such a place, but you can't express yourself..."

Jiao Yang blushed and nodded desperately.

Do you feel excruciating pain at the turn of midnight in a certain place? Jiao Yang knelt down with a plop, kowtowed and said: "The miracle doctor save me, the miracle doctor save me."

"Get up, your illness was caused by your own practice. You're lucky that you didn't go crazy. It's not easy to cure it. I have three plans. Listen to it:

One is the power of medicine and stone, which can be effective in about ten years, but you are not allowed to continue practicing or use force after taking medicine;

The second is to find a Yinsha land to practice Kung Fu. As much Yinsha fire as you absorb, you will absorb as much Yinsha Qi back. What will happen in the end cannot be guaranteed;

The third is to give you temporary pain relief. I will make silver needles tomorrow to help you with acupuncture and combing, but it will destroy my vitality. How can you pay for the consultation?"

"As long as the miracle doctor can relieve my pain, Jiao Yang swears to God that I will serve the miracle doctor for the rest of my life as an ox in the saddle. Otherwise, I don't know how to pay for the consultation."

"Hey, doctors are like parents. I don't need you to pay for the consultation. It doesn't matter. I will give you acupuncture tomorrow. If you can survive the bet, you need to do one thing for me."

"Even if you ask me to make hundreds of thousands of pieces, I'm willing to do it." After saying that, he kept kowtowing.

"Get up. I'll give you a prescription here. You can take the medicine yourself. I hope it can reduce the pain tonight. We'll talk about tomorrow."

After sending Jiao Yang away, the big things started.

First, collect distilled water. A large basin is covered with a lid, and the medium is burning underneath. A tube is bent into a spiral shape to serve as a condenser, which will be used for electrolysis later.

Then, start assembling the generator.

Everything went well, except for one thing that was missed. The magnetism of the Evil Spirit Stone is too strong, and the originally reserved gap between the movements is too small. If the Evil Spirit Stone is moved and the gap is increased, the outer casing cannot be used and can only be exposed.

Song Lian thought for a while, it wasn't for sale anyway, and no one here would find fault with it. No need for the outer casing. With thirty-six volts, nothing would happen.

Thus, the first hand-cranked generator came out.

After connecting the lines, I cranked it by hand. Haha, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. This thing is quite a sense of accomplishment.

Ordinary telephone lines have 24 volts and can be grasped by hand. This generator has 36 volts and cannot kill anyone, so Song Lian electrocuted himself, making his hands and feet numb. He was not happy about it and created a new self-abuse.

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When the moon climbed up, two large jars of distilled water were collected, and the great experiment began.

The carbon rod was dropped into distilled water, capped, leaving a catheter, and collected with a leather bag.

Song Lian started to shake the generator.

Half an hour later, hydrogen gas began to emerge from the negative electrode on the other side. Song Lian knew it was done and shook it even harder. Unfortunately, after shaking for so long, his arms were sore and he had to take a break.

The housekeepers Tao Ding and Li Xi wanted to help, but Song Lian stopped them. This thing is unique, and if something goes wrong, it will be gone.

At this time, he thought of the whirlwind talisman.

He reached out and took it out from the cloth bag on the table. Unexpectedly, his arm was sore and numb, and several spiritual stones fell out.

Tao Ding hurriedly picked it up. From beginning to end, he could not understand the magical treatment plan of Doctor Song. He wanted to ask many times, but was afraid of disturbing the work of the miracle doctor. At this time, he finally seized the opportunity.

"Miracle doctor, what kind of healing weapon is this?"

Song Lian paused for a moment without paying attention. He placed the spiritual stone next to the spiritual magnet and replied, "You will know after a while."

He didn't want to explain more, but it seemed he couldn't help but explain, so he used the procrastination trick and continued to turn the generator.

Maybe the arm was sore and the strength was unstable, which caused the table to vibrate. A spirit stone placed next to the evil spirit stone fell into the distilled water jar. One had a lid, and the other released hydrogen gas without a lid.
Chapter completed!