Jun Shu and Yin Kanwei had naturally seen magnets.
Natural magnets are not rare in the world of cultivation and can often be seen in blacksmith shops. Some cultivators even use magnets to make weapons that can absorb the opponent's iron weapons in battle, sometimes with miraculous effects.
But there was obviously no magnet in the place where the sword was hidden, and they had not thought of using something like a magnet... To be more precise, they had never thought of collecting scrap metal.
Who would have thought that Zhu Changyang used a big iron nail and a bundle of copper wire, randomly circled them a few times, and then connected them to something that looked like a spirit stone, and suddenly it had magnetic force.
Seeing the broken swords near the iron nails being sucked over one after another, the two were unable to react.
Especially Yin Kanwei, he almost instinctively released his cultivation and probed the big iron nail to make sure that there was no spiritual power on it.
In other words, it was not a magical weapon containing any mechanical or magical devices, but just a pure iron nail.
But the more this was the case, the more magical it seemed in Yin Kan's eyes.
He didn't understand it at all, but was deeply shocked.
The spiritual power battery has the advantages of both magic and technology. It has sufficient power and stable current. In addition, the copper wire is wound around countless turns and the magnetic force of the electromagnet is fully exerted. Soon, a large group of sword broken pieces gathered on the iron nail.
Zhu Changyang estimated that the iron sword absorbed this time might weigh several hundred or even a thousand pounds. It was only because he had established his foundation that he would not be able to lift it out otherwise.
He took a deep breath, lifted the electromagnet that was holding the broken swords, and put it into the mustard bag. Then he disconnected the copper wire from the battery, and the electromagnet lost its magnetic force.
With a loud "clatter", all the broken swords separated from the big iron nails and automatically fell into the bag.
Yin Kanwei was even more surprised.
He was just thinking that although Zhu Changyang had created a magnet, the number of iron swords that the magnet could absorb at one time was limited after all. If it wanted to absorb more iron swords, it would have to take down the previously absorbed iron sword first, which would take more time than picking up the swords.
No one expected that Zhu Changyang's "magnet" could be demagnetized at any time. In this way, the iron sword attached to it does not need to be removed manually, but will fall into the bag automatically.
The efficiency is completely different.
Yin Kanwei found it even more incredible and asked, "Brothers, what is inside this thing of yours? Why is it so magical?"
After asking, he felt that it was not appropriate. This was someone else's secret method, how could it be easily disclosed? He wanted to find something else to change the subject, but he saw Zhu Changyang waving his hands and smiling, "It's nothing special. It's just what you see. This is called the magnetic effect of electric current."
Yin Kanwei naturally didn't understand what the magnetic effect of electricity was. To understand this concept, one had to start with basic physics and talk all the way back to Faraday's discovery of electricity. It was a huge project.
But it's much simpler just looking at the process. Zhu Changyang said: "You can also succeed by following the steps I just took. The key lies in the last step of powering on."
"It's this spiritual power battery." He showed it off and took the opportunity to advertise it. "This was made by Master Chang of the Baigong Sect in Buchendi himself. It's a mixture of spiritual power and electricity. One battery is more powerful than six hundred batteries."
Yin Kanwei had never seen a battery before, so how could he understand such an advanced advertising slogan? He was confused for a moment, but he understood one thing, "You mean, as long as you use this thing called 'spiritual power battery', you can turn iron and copper into magnets without using any magic skills?"
Zhu Changyang nodded: "Yes."
Yin Kanwei was able to reach the position of guardian of the Demon Sect, so he was naturally knowledgeable. Although he did not understand the reason, he knew that everything in the world had different characteristics, and Zhu Changyang probably used the characteristics of these substances to achieve miraculous effects.
This is easy to say but difficult to do.
Yin Kanwei was impressed and said, "No wonder you guys were able to create that spiritual power rice cooker, you really have genius ideas."
Zhu Changyang coughed lightly: "... I don't deserve it, it's just the wisdom of our predecessors."
Thanks to Faraday, thanks to Joseph Henry.
Without saying anything more, after making sure that the electromagnet could be used, Zhu Changyang began to plan the work.
The main problem was that there was no problem with the electromagnet, but his physical fitness had problems. It was possible to suck up such a heavy weight for a few times, but if he did it more times, he felt that he might not have the physical strength to sustain it.
If the magnetic force is weakened, the amount of adsorption at one time will be reduced, and it will take a lot more time. Moreover, it is not convenient to drag this large electromagnet around in the valley.
After all, Jun Shu has seen technological products such as flashlights and rice cookers, so he is quite knowledgeable in this area.
Although electromagnets are magical, they are used to collect scrap metal, so their uses are not that attractive to him.
So after listening to Zhu Changyang's explanation, he continued to lean on the sword-testing stone, ready to continue resting. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he saw Zhu Changyang suddenly looking at him.
Jun Shu was puzzled and looked back. Their eyes met in the air. Zhu Changyang curved his eyes and revealed a familiar and flattering smile.
Jun Shu: ! !
Oh no, this guy is up to no good again!
Zhu Changyang smiled and said, "Brother, your own sword seems to be still usable."
Although his magic power could not summon the broken swords all over the valley, Jun Shu's own sword could still fly.
Jun Shu had a hunch that something bad was going to happen, but since Zhu Changyang had already called him brother, he had no choice but to summon his sword and snorted, "What are you doing?"
"These irons are too heavy, and I don't have enough strength to do it alone." Zhu Changyang said as he took out a simple switch device from his pocket.
He had made this in the workshop when he was free, thinking it would be useful just in case.
He installed the switch between the spiritual power battery and the copper wire, so that he could directly use the switch to turn the power on and off, which was faster, more convenient and quicker.
After installing the switch, he wanted to suck it directly onto Jun Shu's sword, but he failed.
"Hey, your sword is not made of iron?" Zhu Changyang was surprised. Although Jun Shu had said before that the stuff on the sword was not rust, he did not take it seriously. Only now did he realize that it might not be true.
Jun Shu: “No.”
"It looks like iron." Zhu Changyang "tsk tsk" twice, but didn't take it seriously. There are so many strange materials in the world of cultivation, and the most important thing now is to do business.
He took out another piece of iron, released the spiritual fire to forge a rather thick iron chain, tested its toughness, and after making sure it was strong enough, he tied one end of the chain to the electromagnet and the other end to the hilt of the rusty sword.
Jun Shu watched him tie one end of the iron chain to the hilt of the sword, and a guess slowly emerged in his mind, and his pupils suddenly trembled... No way? !
He was unsure for a moment and asked tentatively: "What do you want to do?"
Zhu Changyang glanced at him and said, "I think you can tell."
His tone was full of affirmation of his intelligence.
Jun Shu: “…”
It’s not a question of whether or not he can, he simply doesn’t want to see it!
"Alright." Zhu Changyang tied the end connected to the hilt, pulled it a few more times, and made sure it was strong enough, then patted the hilt, "Take off, automatic iron collecting machine."
While Yin Kanwei was still confused, Jun Shu had already resigned himself to his fate by raising his hand and making hand gestures.
As the sword moves, the rusty sword flies into the air. A huge iron nail wrapped with copper wire hangs on the hilt, which looks very funny.
Zhu Changyang was completely unaware of this and walked forward to turn on the current switch. The copper wire was energized and the electromagnet immediately generated magnetism, sucking up the broken swords on the ground one after another.
Zhu Changyang observed and directed: "Too high, lower it, lower it... Okay, this is the right height, keep it up."
"Now fly forward, slowly, slowly, not too fast, let our machine plow the ground carefully, don't miss anything..."
Under his precise command, the rusty sword was adjusted to a perfect height, and the electromagnet was suspended just one inch above the ground.
As the rusty sword slowly flew forward, the broken swords on the ground were sucked onto the electromagnet one after another, and collided with each other, making a "clang clang clang" sound.
In this way, Zhu Changyang doesn't have to drag the electromagnet manually, he just needs to follow behind Rusty Sword and supervise.
Yin Kanwei, who witnessed this scene, said: “… … …”
I have never seen such a creation, and I have never seen a sword used in this way!
If he heard correctly, he seemed to hear Zhu Changyang use a word that sounded like "plowing the land". What did he think of the sword
Yin Kanwei could not help but slowly turn his head and glance at Jun Shu... I wonder what Jun Shu thinks of this? This is his sword!
However, there was no expression on Jun Shu's face at all. He only mechanically made hand gestures with his right hand and adjusted the angle and speed of the flying sword according to Zhu Changyang's requirements.
It's like an emotionless sword-controlling machine.
In front, Zhu Changyang saw that the electromagnet had almost sucked enough, so he called out to Jun Shu to stop the sword and raise it a little higher.
He walked forward and opened the workshop entrance disguised as a mustard bag directly under the electromagnet, and then turned off the current switch.
The electromagnet lost its magnetism, and the iron sword attached to it fell off with a "clatter" and fell into the bag.
Zhu Changyang put away the bag, turned on the current switch again, and gestured to Chong Junshu, "Continue to fly forward."
Yin Kanwei: “… ”
Studio:
[… … This sword has really taken on too many responsibilities that shouldn’t belong to it.]
[This device is really outrageous and reasonable, but do you think this picture looks familiar? ]
[I know, it was the oxen that pulled the plow, Jun Shu's sword was that poor skinny ox, and Chang Yang was the one driving the oxen from behind!]
[Gu Peng: Cursing]
With the fully automatic plowing device, Zhu Changyang's efficiency in collecting waste has been significantly improved.
After being busy for most of the day, I felt a little hungry, so I stopped to have some cake.
The developer had never seen a cake before, but when he smelled the fragrance, he curiously circled around his feet and meowed.
Zhu Changyang had no choice but to break off a small piece for it, reminding it: "If you eat too much, I won't feed you anymore."
The developer who swallowed the cake in one gulp and tried to continue to act like a spoiled child was startled and walked aside to play with his tail, "Meow~"
After eating the cake, Zhu Changyang continued to work with Jun Shu and plowed the land frantically.
In the process, he encountered some non-iron swords that could not be attracted by electromagnets, and Zhu Changyang picked them up manually. In short, he did not leave any behind.
Unconsciously, the sunlight gradually faded, and a pale moon appeared above the snow-capped black mountains in the distance.
On the sword-hiding land, the broken swords that were originally scattered all over the ground have been plowed away cleanly, leaving only some rotten wooden hilts and the round green sword-testing stone in the center of the valley.
The original appearance of the valley was finally revealed. It was roughly the same as the Kunlun Mountains, covered with black sand and gravel, without even a single weed.
Yin Kanwei looked at the empty valley and said with emotion: "If anyone enters this sword-hiding place in the future, I'm afraid they won't be able to recognize where it is."
After all, no one could have imagined that the sword would disappear from the place where the swords were hidden so soon.
"That can't be possible. The sword-testing stone is still there." Zhu Changyang said, "If they can't recognize him, then they must not be devout enough to the real person."
Yin Kanwei coughed lightly: "That makes sense."
"Okay, let me check the place where the swords are hidden again." Zhu Changyang rubbed his hands, "The other swords are gone. If one or two swords are accidentally left behind, how lonely it would be."
Yin Kanwei: “…”
This statement was quite fresh and unconventional. He almost believed that Zhu Changyang was not just trying to collect more scrap metal.
Jun Shu had been controlling the plow machine with the remote control for a long time and was now standing there lazily. He was speechless when he heard this. He turned his head away very consciously and scanned the valley again.
At this time, the full moon was at the middle of the sky, and the bright moonlight was like mercury shining into the world. With the help of the moonlight, everything in the valley was still clearly visible.
"There is another sword there." Jun Shu pointed in the direction of the sword-testing stone.
Zhu Changyang turned his head and saw a missing long sword on the black sand beside the sword-testing stone.
The sword's light was dim, and if it weren't for the bright moonlight, it would have been almost impossible to see.
At this time, the electromagnetic device was still on. Jun suddenly made a gesture and the plowing machine flew over, with the electromagnet hanging above the sword.
But the sword was not attracted by the electromagnet like the other iron swords, and it remained lying there, motionless.
"Is the electromagnet not turned on?" Zhu Changyang walked over and checked the plow, making sure the power switch was on and everything was normal.
He couldn't help feeling a little strange. He picked up the sword and took a look at it. After confirming that it was indeed an iron sword, he put the sword against the electromagnet again, but there was no force between the two.
This sword is not attracted by the electromagnet at all.
Jun Shu and Yin Kanwei came over, and Jun Shu asked, "What's going on?"
Zhu Changyang explained the situation to them, then held the sword in front of them and said, "Look, it's made of iron, right? There's rust on it."
The soft moonlight fell on the sword, and the shape of the entire sword could be clearly seen.
This sword is long and thin. Like other swords, its hilt is old and its blade is very dull. Judging from its color, it should be made of cast iron, and there are spots of rust on it left by the years.
Yin Kanwei looked at it for a while and said, "It's an iron sword."
"Yes, it is an iron sword." Jun Shu's eyes showed a strange color, his face was gloomy, "But it is not an iron sword either."
Zhu Changyang was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Jun Shu stretched out his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and gently wiped the thin sword. "These things on it are not rust, but the ashes left by Gu Peng's failed tribulation... This sword should be his sword intent."
Zhu Changyang: “Ah?”
Yin Kanwei suddenly understood what Jun Shu said, "Yes, so this sword looks like an iron sword and feels like an iron sword, but it cannot be attracted by a magnet because it is not actually a real sword."
Zhu Changyang Mosquito-incense Eyes: "What do you mean, is it a sword?"
Jun Shu said: "It is the embodiment of the sword spirit left by Gu Peng. The sword is just a form of presentation, not its true appearance."
Master Gu Peng failed in his calamity escape and his physical body perished, but part of his cultivation remained along with his treasures, forming the Gu Peng Secret Realm.
The sword intent that permeates the secret realm is actually his cultivation and will.
Over the years, countless cultivators have come one after another, and what they are looking for, apart from the relics, is the sword intent of the real person.
It is rumored that the sword intent of the real person should be gathered on the Kunshan sword he used during his lifetime, but to this day, no one has found the Kunshan sword, and no one knows where the sword intent of the real person is gathered.
Previously, some people have speculated that the source of the sword intent should be in the place where the sword is hidden, because the sword intent in the place where the sword is hidden is stronger than in other places.
However, many people have entered and exited the place where the sword is hidden, but no one has found the origin of the sword's meaning.
It was only at this point that Yin Kanwei finally knew the reason.
This sword intent actually turned into an ordinary iron sword, mixed in among the broken swords in the mountains and valleys. Not to mention that it was difficult to find with the naked eye, even if you saw it, you would just think it was one of the thousands of broken swords.
Yin Kanwei’s cultivation level was already quite high, but he couldn’t tell it apart after a cursory glance just now.
Moreover, this valley is filled with interference from sword intent, which cannot be detected one by one using cultivation. Even if one forces one to detect it, it is still difficult to distinguish.
Because the sword intent was mixed in, all the swords in the valley could detect the sword intent, and it was impossible to tell which sword emitted it.
And this iron sword looks extremely ordinary.
If it weren't for the fact that it was rusty and couldn't be attracted by a magnet, they wouldn't have suspected that there was anything wrong with the sword.
Of course, even if they did not notice anything abnormal about the sword, it would definitely fall into Zhu Changyang's hands, because he would never let go of any sword here.
Thinking of this, Yin Kanwei felt very complicated.
No one would have expected that the sword intent of Master Gu Peng, who had been sought throughout the entire Piao Miao Continent for five hundred years, would finally be found like this.
The live broadcast room also shed tears:
[Fuck, there are adventures here! ! ! ! ]
[Master Gu Peng would never have thought that he had carefully designed such a complicated scene to hide his sword intent and escape the spells of masters from all sides, but in the end he could not escape the technology... ]
[Gu Peng: I never thought that there are people like this who collect junk by plowing the land in the world of cultivation! ]
[As the saying goes, the most advanced treasures often only require the simplest way of purchasing... ]
The author has something to say:
After two hours of hard work, Master Zhu started making the electromagnet...
Rusty Sword: Meeting you is my misfortune.
(End of this chapter)