Zhu Changyang's sudden move left everyone dumbfounded.
Such powerful sword energy and ingenious sword techniques are rarely seen even among sword cultivators, let alone weapon refiners.
What Elder Cen said was not an exaggeration. There were many sword practitioners who could transform sword intent into form, but the most famous one among those who could change the direction of sword energy with ease without damaging the rest of the sword skills was Master Gu Peng of the Kunlun School.
So when Elder Cen saw Zhu Changyang's extremely clever move, he immediately thought of True Man Gu Peng.
For hundreds of years, countless sword practitioners have spent their entire lives pursuing the true sword intent but have never been able to enter the door. Unexpectedly, he actually saw this exquisite sword technique during an ordinary classroom practice.
It was demonstrated by a weapon refiner who has no sect yet.
After a while, the surrounding disciples finally came to their senses and cheered.
"Brothers, you are so amazing! How did you do this?"
"Did fellow Taoists deceive us? You are actually a swordsman, right?"
Zhu Changyang was sweating profusely. These disciples of Jijin Sect were also quite naughty in their words.
Hai Qingshan was silent for a long time before he stepped forward and clasped his fists towards Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu: "Sorry, I was presumptuous just now."
"No way." Zhu Changyang waved his hand quickly, "Brother Hai also means well."
A small storm was thus averted.
The disciples of Jijin Sect were greatly stimulated. As disciples of a big sect, their tools were not as good as others' electric saws, and their cultivation was far surpassed. How embarrassing it was, so they practiced even harder.
After everyone else had left, Jun Shu looked at Zhu Changyang, thoughtfully: "The swordsmanship you just used was that of the old thief Gu Peng, right?"
"Don't talk about him like that, senior." Zhu Changyang made a "hush" gesture, pulled him aside, and whispered to him about the sword moves that had just appeared in his mind. He asked worriedly, "Could it be that Gu Peng's ghost is still here, and wants to be reborn in my body?"
In the past, Pujiang Literature often had this kind of novel, such as "Rebirth: I am the Ancestor of Kunlun Sect".
"What do you think about all day?" Jun Shu looked at him in confusion. "This is just the remnant of consciousness."
At the beginning, Zhu Changyang obtained Gu Peng's sword intent in the secret realm, and once inherited all of Gu Peng's sword techniques. Although the secret realm eventually collapsed, those memories will not completely disappear, not to mention that Zhu Changyang still has the Kunshan jade in his hand.
However, these memories do not belong to Zhu Changyang after all, and he is not a sword cultivator, so he can only remember some of them in bits and pieces.
Zhu Changyang finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Huh?" "Then do you want to learn Gu Peng's swordsmanship? I'll tell you what I can remember?"
"No need." Jun Shu said calmly, "My method is different from his."
Zhu Changyang knew nothing about the art of sword cultivation, so he stopped talking after hearing this.
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After two more days of classes, Elder Cen announced that classes would be suspended for two days. It turned out that there was a small test for refining weapons, and two days were left before the test for the disciples to polish their works.
Auditors did not have to take the quizzes, so Zhu Changyang took the opportunity to take a break. Apart from studying Ji Jin Zong's past works, he would go to the cafeteria on time every day to eat with his few tails.
At noon that day, as soon as he arrived at the cafeteria door, he ran into Nan Rongbo.
"Brothers, you are here indeed." Nan Rong said with a faint smile.
Zhu Changyang just remembered that he had been busy with classes these days and almost forgot about Nan Rongbo, so he quickly greeted him, "Brother Nan Rong, why are you here too?"
Nan Rongbo has been fasting for a long time and never sets foot in the cafeteria on weekdays.
"Alas, of course I miss you all." Nan Rongbo waved his jade-handled fan, sighing, "The hospitality of the Jijin Sect is getting worse and worse nowadays. Only you guys are relatively polite."
That's because we are not from the Jijin Sect. Zhu Changyang complained in his heart. Compared with the Jijin Sect's dislike for Nan Rongbo, he felt that Nan Rongbo's attitude was even weirder.
This guy is the eldest brother of the Hehuan Palace after all. He used to be quite arrogant towards other sects, but he is so good-tempered towards the Jijin Sect. He didn't even get angry and even came to us.
How good-looking is the Sikou Sect Leader
Zhu Changyang was puzzled and comforted him: "Brother Nanrong, please look at it more positively. In front of time, everything is dust. Ordinary people are dust, great men are dust, city-states are dust, human beings are dust, and even the way of heaven is dust. I believe that one day, the leaders of Jijin Sect and Sikou Sect will let it go."
Nan Rongbo glanced at Zhu Changyang and said, "Brother Zhu seems to have said a lot, but also seems to have said nothing."
Zhu Changyang remained calm and said, "You have to feel it with your heart."
Unfortunately, cultivators have very long lives and do not have a deep sense of time. Nan Rongbo wrinkled his nose and said, "It doesn't matter whether they let it go or not, but they didn't tell me where the Sikou Sect Master is. That's too much. Can you believe it? I've been here for so many days, but I haven't seen the Sikou Sect Master himself yet."
Zhu Changyang sweated a little. The Jijin Sect was no different from guarding against thieves. He coughed lightly and said, "Brother Qi said that the Sikou Sect Master was busy. Maybe he really didn't have time..."
"I always say this to Qi Tongchen every time I come here." Nan Rongbo said disapprovingly, "But I was able to see Sect Master Sikou before. This time, I searched all the places he often went to, but still didn't see him. I think something is wrong."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
No, it's you, brother, who is wrong. You even know the whereabouts of Sect Leader Sikou.
No wonder the Ji Jin Sect is so wary of you.
"Actually, I don't have to meet with Sect Leader Sikou." Nan Rongbo was still mumbling, "But he didn't even send me a message, I'm a little worried."
Zhu Changyang felt even stranger.
Nan Rongbo's words were clearly sincere, showing his genuine concern for Si Kou Luo, which was completely different from his previous teasing of Jiang Hui.
It seems that Si Kouluo is not just good-looking.
Zhu Changyang muttered to himself, after all it was someone else's private matter and he didn't want to pry into it, so he just listened quietly.
As they were talking, a group of disciples suddenly rushed in from the gate. Many of them knew Zhu Changyang and were in the same class with him.
When those people saw Zhu Changyang and his group, they greeted them warmly.
Zhu Changyang was a little surprised. These disciples had already started learning fasting. Although they still had to eat, they could eat as little as possible. Why did they all come to the cafeteria today
Then he asked, "Why are you all here? This is rare."
"Brothers, you may not know this," one of them said with a smile, "Today we have spiritual beasts available, which are very beneficial to eat, so we are all here."
It turned out that the Jijin Sect's canteen would supply rare food such as spiritual beasts and spiritual fruits once every two weeks. These ingredients were not easy to obtain, and the prices were not cheap if you bought them yourself. Therefore, every time this day came, many disciples would make a special trip to the canteen to eat.
Zhu Changyang finally understood and felt even more deeply the superiority of top universities, where the canteens even had luxurious subsidies.
Just as he finished speaking, the chef brought out a large pot from the back kitchen and shouted, "The spirit beast is already stewed. Everyone, take your time. One bowl per person. Don't fight over it."
Someone couldn't wait to ask: "What kind of spirit beast is it this time?"
The chef said, "Today is Ear Mouse."
There was an immediate cheer in the cafeteria.
"It's actually an ear mouse! Great!"
"I want to eat the tail!"
"Why? I want to eat the tail too!"
Zhu Changyang didn't know much about the species here, so he asked curiously, "What is an ear mouse?"
Jun Shu said: "The ear mouse lives in Danxun Mountain. It has a rabbit head and a rat body, and its ears are like those of an elk. It is said that eating it can ward off all kinds of poisons."
"It can also prevent and treat all kinds of poisons?" Zhu Changyang was surprised. "Is it true?"
Jun Shu chuckled: "It's just that, the effects of these spirit beasts are often exaggerated."
Zhu Changyang understood what he said and said, "It must have been made up by those who sell spirit beasts!"
Then he asked, "Why do people want to eat the tail? Is the tail a good detoxifier?"
"No." Jun Shu shook his head. "Ear mice use their tails to fly. Eating their tails can make us lighter."
The species in your world of cultivation are all quite bizarre. Zhu Changyang nodded: "Like cures like."
Nan Rongbo waved his fan and said with a smile: "It seems that you have never eaten ear mouse. Why not make a bowl for me to try."
“No, no.” Zhu Changyang waved his hands, looking embarrassed. “Isn’t it said that this thing has the body of a mouse? It doesn’t sound appetizing.”
Nan Rongbo: “…”
It can be seen that Zhu Changyang is really just eating. The spiritual power and efficacy are not important. The most important thing is that the ingredients are normal.
I really came here just to eat my fill.
As a local native, Jie Li was not averse to this. He went to get a bowl of soup with great interest and even picked out a bone for the developer.
After eating for a while, I heard several disciples complaining in low voices: "Hey, the ear mouse stew today is not very good."
"Yes, the bones are still hard and I can't chew them at all."
"Forget the bones, the skin isn't even soft yet."
Some people couldn't hold back and asked the chef loudly: "Chef, did you not stew the ear mouse long enough today? The tail bone is still hard."
"It has been stewed for twelve hours." The chef sighed, "But the Wuming Yiqi Cauldron has run out of spiritual power and cannot be used anymore. An ordinary pot is not enough to stew the bones."
Everyone around exclaimed "Ah" when they heard this.
"What? The Nameless Cauldron is broken?"
"This is not good. Will we have to endure hardships in the future?"
"How about we refine another nameless cauldron?"
"The question is who will do the practice? I won't do it."
“I don’t practice either.”
For a moment, the cafeteria was in chaos and all the disciples were making excuses.
Zhu Changyang was puzzled and asked a classmate he knew, "What are you talking about? What is that cauldron?"
"Oh, that's a cauldron refined by a former senior of our sect using a nameless artifact. It's used to boil hard things very quickly." The classmate explained.
Many years ago, there was a senior in the Jijin Sect who loved food, and was particularly fond of various wild delicacies and spiritual beasts. However, spiritual beasts were not like mortal pigs and sheep, and many of them had tough skins and extremely hard bones, so it was difficult to cook them with ordinary cooking methods.
In order to fully enjoy the deliciousness of the spirit beast, the senior spent a lot of his cultivation and finally refined a cauldron using the nameless alien.
The special thing about the nameless cauldron is that the temperature inside the cauldron is extremely high, far higher than that of an ordinary boiler. Using it to cook spiritual beasts can quickly melt their skin, flesh and bones, allowing the delicious taste of the spiritual beasts to be fully released.
Later, the predecessor passed away, and the nameless cauldron was placed in the kitchen for use. It has been hundreds of years since then. Unexpectedly, it died today.
Originally, it would be possible to refine another one, but none of these disciples were willing to take on this task. Because refining the nameless cauldron consumes a lot of cultivation, most of these disciples are only in the foundation-building stage, and refining the cauldron would take up a lot of time and energy, which would inevitably delay their normal cultivation.
It is not difficult for the elders to refine the pot, but they don’t even step into the cafeteria. Who would dare to ask the elders to refine a pot specifically for cooking
Moreover, the senior who refined the nameless strange cauldron only reached the Golden Elixir realm in his lifetime. It has been rumored that it was because he was too indulged in food and drink.
"We are about to go out for training, so it is not appropriate to use our cultivation to refine a cooking pot at this time." The man said, "I would rather eat something stronger. When I reach another level, I will be able to practice fasting completely."
"That won't work. Eating is a major event in life, and we can't just compromise." Zhu Changyang patted the other person's shoulder and said, "Well, let me try to make a bone stew for everyone."
The man was stunned for a moment, and said: "No, no, it takes a lot of cultivation to refine the nameless cauldron. I can't trouble you brothers like this..."
"That thing is too troublesome, we can just make a replacement version." Zhu Changyang interrupted him, "Don't worry, it's very simple."
After saying that, he took out iron, animal skins, gum and some indistinguishable metals from his pocket. Without even moving his seat, he ignited the spiritual fire in the palm of his hand and started refining it on the spot.
The man didn't expect Zhu Changyang to really practice what he said. He was surprised and couldn't help but watch with curiosity.
Seeing this, other disciples also came over to watch.
Zhu Changyang didn't care when he saw this. The main reason was that the craftsmanship of this thing was not complicated and he could basically understand it by just taking it apart.
Besides, he has taken so many courses from Ji Jin Zong, so it is only right that he can give some feedback to them.
Cooperation and communication.
He mixed iron with a certain proportion of carbon to make stainless steel. To show respect for the spirit beast, he also added some chromium spirit stones to the stainless steel.
Then he used stainless steel mixed with spirit stones to make a pot body, and used several metals mixed together to make a bottom plate embedded in the bottom of the pot, so that the two were completely integrated.
The pot body looked ordinary, but the lid was quite complicated. He smelted several metal discs together to make a thick lid with a hole in the center and a small tubular protrusion. He also smelted something like a pendant that could fit onto the small protrusion.
Finally, Zhu Changyang melted animal skin and tree gum into a ring the same size as the pot mouth, and then embedded this rubber ring into the pot lid. He then installed a half-foot long handle on the pot body and the pot lid.
"Okay." Zhu Changyang closed the lid on the pot, heated it up and tested its sealing, and confirmed that it was very safe before handing it to the student in front of him. "This is called a pressure cooker."
That person: “… ?”
Studio:
[2333 What is coming has finally come! Pressure Cooker YYDS]
[To be honest, I guessed that Chang Yang was going to make a pressure cooker, but I didn't expect him to be so fast... It's less than five minutes, right? ]
[The assembly line is ashamed of itself! ]
The author has something to say:
"Everything is dust in the face of time. Ordinary people are dust, great men are dust, countries are dust, humanity is dust, and even the universe is dust." The original sentence was used by stupid netizens to fool people, and I am not sure where it came from.
The pressure cooker was based on a documentary on Tik Tok.
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Chang Yang: Addicted to making kitchenware.
(End of this chapter)