Zhu Changyang looked at the piles of copper, iron and other metals in front of him and couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.
Sister Yan is still very nice.
In fact, he could see that Dong Yaoyan herself had no intention of hurting him, including this restriction, which seemed to imprison him, but was actually helping him to avoid the harm of the Soul-Locking Nail.
Dong Yaoyan's madness is probably driven more by the will of Demon Lord Dong Yao, after all, it is the suppression from the ancestral bloodline.
I don't know what she plans to do.
Dong Yaoyan, the bearded man and their companions immediately left the cave, leaving behind a few demon cultivators to guard the cave entrance.
The few of them were quite serious at first, and would look inside every once in a while to prevent Zhu Changyang from doing anything tricky.
Zhu Changyang's actions really opened their eyes.
Zhu Changyang sat down on the ground with an excited look on his face, took out a large iron nail wrapped with copper wire, and then... picked up the rags on the spot
guard:
They originally thought that Dong Yaoyan threw down the pile of scrap metal because she was mad at the Demon Lord, and she was deliberately using his own method to taunt Zhu Changyang.
It turns out that this person really likes rags?
The guard looked back and forth three times to make sure that Zhu Changyang was picking up the junk seriously, and even made a rough classification of the junk with great care.
The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, and he looked like he was just doing it with practice. This was definitely not his first time doing this job.
The guards asked themselves, were they thinking too highly of this man
After watching this a few more times, they finally lost all interest in Zhu Changyang.
I figured that I wouldn't be able to find anything useful by picking up scraps, and there were also the Demon Lord's restrictions there, so I was too lazy to look at it carefully.
Zhu Changyang was unaware of the guard's change of mentality. He was concentrating on recycling scrap metal.
Just like in the Gupeng Secret Realm, most metals are picked up by electromagnets, while other materials that cannot be attracted by magnets, such as bronze, jade, and heavy stones, are picked up manually.
It’s a pity that without the help of the rusty sword, my operating efficiency is always lower.
Zhu Changyang manually operated the electromagnet while missing his multifunctional friend Rusty Sword every day.
Since the secret realm was opened, the Rusty Sword has lost its whereabouts.
Although Jun Shu did not say it explicitly, he hinted that he would be able to find the rusty sword after he finished his retreat.
In fact, Zhu Changyang already had some guesses in his mind. The origin of the rusty sword might be very complicated. He didn't know where it was now. It would be great if he could find it back...
As he was sighing, he suddenly heard a "clang" sound, and a rusty long sword slipped out from the pile of iron swords that he had just sucked up and fell to the ground.
Zhu Changyang didn't care about it. Thinking it was a special material, he reached out to pick it up. But when he looked down, his hand paused.
Wait, Rusty Sword, why are you here
The long sword that fell to the ground looked ordinary. The material of the sword body was very similar to fine iron, the hilt was simple and rustic, and the sword body was covered with gray-brown spots. It looked like a rusty iron sword, but it was not attracted by electromagnets.
The most important thing is that he is so familiar with this sword that he would recognize it even if it turned into ashes.
Zhu Changyang: “…”
He never expected that his good friend Rusty Sword would suddenly appear online. Isn't this way of returning a bit random
But then again, Gu Peng’s sword intent was also mixed in with a pile of junk.
Zhu Changyang was a little skeptical. Could it be that Rusty Sword was inspired by the place where swords were hidden in the Solitary Peng Secret Realm, so he also came up with such a way to hide the sword for himself
Studio:
[Wow, Jun Shu's sword is suddenly found, but does this plot sound familiar? ]
[I am dying of laughter. I once again managed to shovel out an important item using the plowing shovel. ]
[That's a little different. Last time, I shoveled the dirt myself, but this time, I forced the Demon Lord to shovel the dirt. Who wouldn't say Sister Yan is miserable? ]
[Ever since Chang Yang arrived at Piao Miao Continent, the Boss here has been in dire straits... ]
Zhu Changyang was overjoyed. He glanced at the direction of the cave entrance and saw that the guards were very lax and didn't pay any attention to what was inside. He took a deep breath and made a gesture towards the rusty sword.
Otherwise, Sister Yan still left him a way out and didn't seal his cultivation.
However, after he used the incantation, the rusty sword did not react at all, and there was not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuation.
Zhu Changyang was a little puzzled. He picked up the rusty sword and took a closer look. He found that the rust on the sword was deeper than before. The sword was duller. The cold light of the night pearl shone on the sword, but it seemed to be swallowed up and did not reflect any light at all.
Zhu Changyang's heart sank. He had seen this situation described in the cultivation textbooks he had bought before. It was very likely that the magic weapon had consumed too much magic power and fell into a dormant state, or even dried up and destroyed.
No wonder Jun Shu couldn’t find it.
From this point of view, the rusty sword appeared in the pile of rotten swords. It was probably not like a solitary dandelion hiding in the forest, but it simply ran out of magic power when entering the illusion, and fell to a place in the Kudu River, mixing with those broken weapons.
What an embarrassing sword.
Zhu Changyang was speechless, but he couldn't help but worry about Jun Shu. This sword was very important to Jun Shu. If he just fell asleep like this, who knows what impact it would have on Jun Shu.
When he thought of Jun Shu, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart, and he felt a little depressed.
I wonder if Jun Shu has calmed down now, and whether we can find him
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Zhu Changyang suddenly came to his senses. No, he had been traveling through time for so long, he couldn't rely on Jun Shu every time he encountered problems.
Modern Chinese people still need to have subjective initiative.
He suppressed his sorrow, touched the gray-brown spots on the rusty sword, and his heart moved slightly.
Before this, he jokingly suggested to Jun Shu that they should remove the rust from the rusty sword when they found it, although these things were most likely not rust.
But there is no better way now, so it doesn't hurt to give it a try.
Zhu Changyang remembered that he heard the sound of dripping water when he just woke up, so he looked around and found the source of the dripping sound in the east.
It turned out that there was a small crack in the rock wall, and water flowed out from it, forming a small pool about one meter wide underneath.
The temperature in the cave is relatively constant, cool in the summer and warm in the winter, so the pool of water does not freeze, and water droplets dripping from the top of the rock wall make a "drip drip" sound.
Zhu Changyang looked at the width and depth of the pool. It was a little too big, but still acceptable, so he started the operation.
The first step is to prepare sodium bicarbonate, also known as baking soda, which is easy to make and can be made with sugar, salt and flour.
He had some ready-made in his workshop, and the amount needed was not much, so he took a bag out of his pocket, poured it into the pool of water to dissolve it, and made an electrolyte solution.
Then he ignited the spiritual fire and used the wealth left to him by Sister Yan to forge a piece of steel and inserted it into the water as the positive electrode.
Zhu Changyang hid the spiritual power battery behind a rock, turned on the power, and began to electrolyze and remove rust.
The pool of water made a soft "gurgling" sound. He took out his electric loudspeaker and recorded the sound of rummaging through rags, hiding it behind Sister Yan's gift.
The sound of water was covered by the sound of metal collision played by the loudspeaker. The guard at the entrance of the cave thought he was still sorting garbage and didn't even bother to take a closer look.
Electrolytic rust removal takes some time, so Zhu Changyang then used his spiritual sense to open the workshop, ready to look for tools that could be used to escape.
When I entered the backstage, I found that the live broadcast room was reopened, so I opened the barrage and took a look:
[Sister Yan sent so many materials, and they are still in the cave. It would be inappropriate for Chang Yang not to build a mecha, right? ]
[The mecha is a bit exaggerated. I guess TNT blew up the cave. ]
[I think the cannon is also good. ]
Zhu Changyang: “…”
What a wild idea, they treat this as a science fiction channel.
But netizens really think too highly of him. If he could operate mechas, he would have joined the national team directly instead of being a host in Pujiang.
Explosives, guns and cannons can be used to deal with things, but they are OK for dealing with ordinary monks. Forget about dealing with a boss of Dong Yaoyan's level.
These powerful men have their own cultivation bases. When Sister Yan fought Hu Daogui, she directly shattered the Black Mountain on the cliff tomb. Ordinary guns and cannons cannot defeat them.
After much thought, high voltage electricity is simple and easy to use.
The only problem is that the generator was left in the Demon Palace to power the lights in the workshop, and it was too conspicuous. Sister Yan had seen the people from the Dian Yuxu Sect before, and she guessed they were not that stupid.
Zhu Changyang was thinking while looking through the inventory, and finally his eyes fell on a small white jade.
A piece of jade from Kunshan.
The spiritual power of Kunshan jade is extremely abundant, comparable to a small spiritual vein. As early as when he first got this piece of jade, he tried to refine it into a spiritual power battery.
However, his cultivation was too low at that time to refine such a treasure. Later, when oil and generators became available, the demand for spiritual batteries decreased, and he forgot about it.
You can give it a try now.
Zhu Changyang changed his mind and took out the Kunshan jade piece, lit the spiritual fire, and began to refine the Kunshan jade piece.
Studio:
[Hey, why did you take out the Kunshan jade piece? What are you going to refine? ]
[According to Chang Yang's previous experience in refining equipment, he should only be able to refine batteries, but isn't this too risky? ]
Kunshan Piece of Jade is indeed a top-level treasure. Zhu Changyang is already very skilled in refining spiritual power batteries, but it is still very difficult for him to refine Kunshan Piece of Jade.
Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and all his cultivation was concentrated in his palm. In the rising golden flames, the surface of the jade slowly changed.
The spiritual fire reacts with the amazing spiritual power contained within it.
This is far from enough. Jade itself cannot conduct electricity, so in this process, some spiritual materials that can serve as electrolytes must be added, and the spiritual power of Kunshan jade must be transmitted through this special electrolyte and then converted into electrical energy.
Finally, other metal spirit stones must be used to refine the positive and negative poles.
Time passed by bit by bit. After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Changyang felt that his sea of consciousness was gradually becoming empty and the breath in his body was becoming weaker.
The spiritual fire was getting smaller and smaller, almost going out.
Studio:
[Oh no, it looks like I'm going to fail! ]
[I am still too anxious. After all, Kunshan Piece of Jade is a top-level magic weapon. Changyang's cultivation is still a little bit lacking! ]
[Oh my god, I am so heartbroken. If the refining fails, will the Kunshan jade be gone? ]
[It won't be completely destroyed, but there will definitely be some damage, and it might even backfire on Chang Yang. ]
Zhu Changyang had previously roughly estimated the level of cultivation required to refine the Kunshan jade piece, and thought that his current level should be just enough.
Unexpectedly, the top-grade material was still too strong and had a low tolerance rate, so it was still a little bit off after all.
Seeing that the last bit of breath in his sea of consciousness was about to run out, Zhu Changyang sighed inwardly.
The last time I exhausted my sea of consciousness was when I was refining the spiritual power rice cooker. But I was in Changchun Building at that time, and Jun Shu was by my side, so I didn’t have to worry about any danger.
The current situation does not allow him to take this risk.
This time, no one is here to help him... No, he even has a live broadcast room!
Zhu Changyang was cheered up and quickly went to the backstage of the live broadcast.
Unfortunately, the show was suspended for two days, so the accumulated data in these two days might not be much. Zhu Changyang was worried in his heart while he opened the control panel to check the data, and then: ???
what's the situation
Why are the data after two days of suspension higher than usual
Zhu Changyang was stunned for a moment, but after a little thought, he quickly understood the reason.
Netizens probably thought that something exciting happened in his live broadcast room.
After all, they still have illusions about Pujiang.
Forever young, always looking forward to taking off pants in the live broadcast room.
Zhu Changyang sighed and quickly exchanged all his popularity points.
The surging breath was injected into the sea of consciousness.
Normally, after extracting the popularity value, he would spend most of the day sorting out and improving his aura.
Now that his sea of consciousness was empty, these auras replenished him like timely rain. They were all absorbed without the need for any breathing, and then rushed to his limbs and bones.
The crumbling spiritual fire soared into the air, bursting out with dazzling golden flames again.
Studio:
[What's going on? Why is it working again? ]
[Did Pujiang secretly give him a cheat? Can this be continued? ? ]
The author has something to say:
Chang Yang: No, Pujiang doesn’t have this technology. You guys are the ones who connected it for me!
(End of this chapter)