Obviously, with his IQ, he cannot figure out these problems.
"He is him! He, or not him!"
Li Jiumu's words are like verses.
Then, his tone changed and he smiled:
"However, you don't have to think about Li Xiaoyou's relics. Who told you that the life span of a mortal is only a few dozen years? That is my friend Li Jiumu!"
"Ah?" The old drunkard was stunned.
"No! From now on, you don't have to come again!" Li Jiumu said abruptly and drove them away without politeness.
"Then Li Chengfei..."
"Of course Uncle Bai will invite him!" Li Jiumu interrupted the old drunkard directly.
"Okay! I bet you are cruel!"
The old drunkard looked depressed and staggered away.
Li Jiumu stood at the door of the hall, looking at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.
After a while, a ray of light appeared on his body, and a weapon-making knife slowly appeared from his body, which was as tall as a person and extremely bright.
"Is your throbbing because of him?"
Li Jiumu suddenly told a mortal about the secrets of aging. It was certainly not a whim, let alone a coincidence.
Some people may know that his natal immortal seed is a tool-making knife, but no one knows that this tool-making knife has been inherited by the family since ancient times and was the tool-making knife used by City Lord Li.
Of course, until now, he still has not been able to completely and perfectly integrate this tool-making knife.
Not only did this tool-making knife not obey his orders, he actually worshiped it like he did to his grandfather.
It has even appeared before that he was about to be beaten to death, and the weapon-making knife's native immortal could not even move and was still in a deep sleep.
But just now, the moment Li Chengfei appeared, this weapon-making knife actually showed a trace of sensitivity.
"Is it a coincidence? However, he happens to be so talented in making tools..."
Li Jiumu pondered.
…
Uncle Bai sent Li Chengfei home, put down the blood vessel storage bag, said goodbye politely, and left.
"Using a blood vessel storage bag as a shopping bag is simply inhumane!"
Li Chengfei clicked his tongue.
Moreover, this blood vessel storage bag is a kind of storage bag made of ancient tree bark, which is the most expensive kind.
When he opened it and saw what was inside, he was stunned for a moment, and then he looked ecstatic.
Incense Sutra!
There are thousands of incense sticks!
When Li Jiumu ordered Uncle Bai to go, he listened nearby, but he never expected that Uncle Bai would carry out the order so thoroughly and that the number of incense sutras would be so huge.
""Introduction to Formation", "Basics of Formation", "Master Qian Dequan Talks about the Repair of the Damaged Guardian Formation"..."
Some of the standard incense scriptures are actually produced by Tianji Pavilion.
"It takes about two hours to burn each of these thousands of incense sticks. If I burn three to five sticks every day and comprehend them all, wouldn't it take more than half a year?"
Without too much emotion, Li Chengfei selected a few incense sticks and immediately began to understand.
One stick after another, time passed unconsciously.
Li Chengfei was immersed in a brand new world and did not feel tired at all.
"The way of formation turns out to be so complicated."
Formations are not only defensive formations, attack formations, etc., this type of large formations; they are also the core of weapon making.
Formation is like a chip or engine to mortal weapons, Dao weapons and magic weapons.
Therefore, it is understandable that the formation method is more complicated.
"The core formation and the tool making are integrated. Building the core formation is just like making a chip. It is also a tool making process, and the tool making tools are very important."
"A tool maker needs a tool-making knife, fire, and a tool-making furnace! I have a tool-making knife!"
As soon as Li Chengfei had an idea, several tool-making knives appeared in his hand.
As soon as I thought about it, I put it away again.
This is the "antique" he brought with him when he came up from the human world.
"But I don't have fire or a refining furnace!"
To make weapons and create high-quality formations, the fire required is not ordinary fire.
As Li Jiumu said, City Lord Li held the weapon-making knife with one hand, and controlled the strange fire with the other hand to refine the stars... That strange fire was what weapon-makers dreamed of.
"When City Master Li refined the stars into a large formation, what did he use as a refining furnace? Could it be that the starry sky was used as the furnace?"
Thinking about that scene, it is really fascinating.
"Ordinary refining furnaces have requirements for the location of their construction. I wonder if I can reach that level in this life?"
If you want to make a mortal weapon, there are not so many requirements.
At the very least, it has to be used to make blood vessels among the mortal vessels, so that fire and the refining furnace are used.
Li Chengfei lowered his head and looked at the piles of incense scriptures in his storage bag, and suddenly had a whim.
"What will be the effect if I light two incense sticks at the same time?"
Ordinary people naturally don't dare to do this.
Incense Sutra is precious!
Ordinary people lighting a stick to gain insights is like pouring a basin of water on their head and catching it with a teacup, missing most of the information.
Naturally, I dare not think about lighting two sticks at the same time, or even more things.
Li Chengfei is different.
"Theoretically speaking, 'Nanke' is very powerful. No matter how many incense sticks are lit at the same time, the information should be recorded. But to be conservative, I will first choose the two incense sticks that seem to have the least content.
Water!"
He chose two sticks of Zatanxiang Sutra and lit them at the same time.
Two hours later, Li Chengfei opened his eyes and felt happy.
Two incense sticks, perfect mastery!
"I feel like I still have potential, and it's no problem to use three sticks..."
Li Chengfei chose three sticks.
…
In the afternoon, it was sunny and windy.
The old drunkard lay on the stone, enjoying the mountain breeze and watching the river flow.
Out of curiosity, I searched with my spiritual consciousness to see what the little old man was doing. Then, I took a sip of the wine I just drank and spit it out, almost choking myself.
I saw Li Chengfei sitting cross-legged, and around him, he lit a circle of incense sutras, as many as ten incense sticks.
The whole room was filled with incense.
"This little old man! Are you crazy? Don't you feel bad if the incense scriptures given by others are wasted?"
The old drunkard's eyes widened.
"How do you know this is a waste?" At this moment, a faint voice sounded.
"Li Jiumu?"
The old drunkard turned around and saw Li Jiumu standing behind him.
He was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, a flash of excitement flashed across his eyes.
"Why did you come out?"
Li Jiumu had no intention of answering him, and he obviously had no intention of letting Li Jiumu answer. After asking, he then asked:
"Isn't this a waste? Even if he lights one incense stick, how much of the content can he understand? Now, he actually lights ten sticks at the same time... You gave him too many incense sutras, and this old boy is bloated! Hurry!
Before you die, will you read these incense sutras?"
"Haha! It's an extraordinary person who does extraordinary things! How do you know that he can't understand the contents even if he lights ten sticks of incense at the same time?"
Li Jiumu laughed, turned and left.
"never mind!"
The old drunkard finally shook his head.
Anyway, the Incense Sutra was given to me by Li Jiumu.
Li Jiumu didn't care, so he was naturally more lazy to meddle in other people's business.
"Li Jiumu, have you finally left Jiumu Villa?"
However, after taking another sip of wine, the old drunkard muttered, feeling a little happy.