The next morning, just as Zhu Changyang got up, a disciple from Baigongmen came knocking on the door and invited him to the meeting room for a chat.
When we arrived at the place, Chang Chunwu, Chang Fengchi and several elders were there.
Zhu Changyang greeted everyone with great energy and asked, "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
The people from Baigongmen were originally thinking about trying to enlighten Zhu Changyang first, but they were stunned when they saw his state.
How come he doesn't look like he's been affected by the spiritual roots issue at all, and looks radiant and more energetic than them
There's even a hint of jubilation!
Chang Fengchi was immediately impressed: What an amazing psychological quality! It's really unacceptable that this isn't genius!
Chang Chunwu didn't waste any more time and went straight to the point.
It turned out that she and the elders had discussed overnight and decided to make another exception for Zhu Changyang. As long as he was willing, he could continue to study in Baigongmen.
This decision was definitely an exception. Knowing that Zhu Changyang had no spiritual roots and would not be able to advance in the future, they still opened the door to him.
Thinking back to the time when Chang Fengchi met him by chance and asked for directions, he gave him a map.
Technical schools also have feelings and love.
Zhu Changyang was deeply moved, but he politely declined, saying with a serious face: "I think life is not just about the present, but also about poetry and the distance. So, I decided to travel around the world to find my opportunity."
Chang Fengchi was even more impressed: "That's very well said! You guys are not too eager for the present, but have lofty aspirations. You are truly role models for our generation!"
Zhu Changyang just smiled and said nothing. Very good, he finally succeeded this time!
In fact, the real situation is that he already knows that he is not unable to practice, but unlike the natives of Piaomiao Continent who use their spiritual roots to draw spiritual energy, his cultivation relies on the conversion of popularity in the live broadcast room.
He didn't understand the principle, but he roughly understood live streaming.
Although he himself has always been obscure, he has seen those popular live broadcast rooms. The core elements are nothing more than those: melodrama, drama, exaggeration! And all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women!
The audience always looks at faces and always likes to watch the fun.
Therefore, Zhu Changyang decided to go to a larger and more famous place, go wherever there are stories, and contribute the best melodramatic stories to netizens!
Lanxiang Technical School is very good, but he still wants to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University!
Chang Chunwu was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he understood. It was useless for Zhu Changyang to stay in Baigongmen in this situation, and there might be a glimmer of hope if he looked outside.
There is such a thing as "chance" in the world of cultivation, but it is very rare.
"Well, everyone has their own destiny." Chang Chunwu did not force him, and said, "There is another thing I want to discuss with you."
Zhu Changyang: "Please speak."
Chang Chunwu smiled and said, "To be honest, I am very interested in the flashlight you made. If you are willing to sell it, I can offer you one hundred middle-grade spirit stones."
Zhu Changyang hesitated: "This..."
Chang Chunwu saw this and asked, "Are you not satisfied with the price?"
Zhu Changyang waved his hands quickly: "No."
Considering the prices in Piaomiao Continent, the price offered by Chang Chunwu is definitely a conscience price, because his flashlight has no other functions except lighting, and cannot be compared with real magic weapons at all.
The reason why they offer this price is not only because of its novelty, but also probably because of some personal feelings.
"This is just a gadget. The battery inside is disposable and won't last long." Zhu Changyang hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, if you really like it, I can tell you how to make it."
Chang Chunwu was stunned, thinking he had heard wrongly: "You want to teach me the secret method?"
This word was used too solemnly. Zhu Changyang sweated a little: "… You can say that."
He had a good impression of Baigongmen. Although this technical school was not big, it was very friendly. Chang Fengchi had helped him several times. Zhu Changyang had always been grateful in his heart, and this could be regarded as returning the favor.
Chang Chunwu was very excited. It was no wonder that she was surprised. You know, people in the cultivation world have always been very secretive about their unique secret methods. Even in the mortal world, the craftsmen's unique skills are secrets that are not passed on.
Zhu Changyang actually gave up the secret technique just like that.
Chang Fengchi also widened his eyes: "Brothers, is this something you can say?"
Zhu Changyang glanced at him and said, "If you want, you can learn together."
"!" Chang Fengchi nodded wildly, "Think about it!"
The other elders were also surprised. They looked at each other and then tactfully withdrew on their own.
Zhu Changyang didn't waste any words. He immediately took out a piece of manuscript paper from his pocket, unfolded it and handed it to Chang Chunwu: "This is the production drawing of the flashlight. There are some things in it that you may not understand. I will explain it to you."
The manufacturing principle of a flashlight involves knowledge of physics and chemistry, but the world of cultivation does not emphasize science, and Zhu Changyang has no intention of explaining it to them from the beginning.
Actually, it is not necessary, as long as the production steps are explained clearly.
Even in modern times, most workers on assembly lines do not understand the principles, but as long as they strictly follow the operations, they can produce corresponding products.
Zhu Changyang first took out several pieces of raw ore that had not yet been refined from the workshop, taught them how to identify them, and explained how to refine the minerals and further process and shape them.
This step is critical and also the most difficult. Zhu Changyang has the equipment support, but I wonder if they can do it...
"Is that so?" Chang Chunwu asked.
Zhu Changyang looked up and his pupils suddenly trembled.
Chang Chunwu's palm was spread out, with a cluster of faint blue flames burning in the middle. A plate-shaped black tungsten crystal was suspended in the fire, and the surface of the crystal gradually melted into liquid, but it did not flow down.
At the same time, a thin metal wire is pulled out of the molten metal and stretched.
Tungsten has a very high melting point. Sodium carbonate is usually added to the pyrolysis of wolframite concentrate. Quartz sand is also needed to obtain calcium silicate with low solubility. The purification of compounds is more complicated.
Zhu Changyang was still thinking about how to make them understand the concept of chemical reaction, but it turned out that these cultivators didn't need to care about anything and just separated them violently.
And the wire drawing process is completed in one step.
“… … … ”
Zhu Changyang reflected deeply on himself: I'm sorry, I should have better understanding of the world of cultivation!
At the same time, I became more determined to work hard on live streaming. No, it was the idea of cultivation. In this world, without cultivation, you can't beat others.
Chang Fengchi is only at the foundation-building stage. His control over spiritual fire is not as good as his mother's, and he cannot refine tungsten ore by force, but he is also full of confidence.
After all, compared to ordinary magic refining that requires talent and understanding, the craftsmanship provided by Zhu Changyang is clear and traceable, and can be achieved as long as you work hard.
After Zhu Changyang was speechless, he struck while the iron was hot and asked Chang Chunwu to try adding a small amount of potassium, silicon and aluminum oxides during the tungsten smelting process. This could improve the recrystallized crystal structure of the tungsten wire and enhance its ability to resist sagging at high temperatures.
As a result, compared to the complicated process itself, it is more difficult to make cultivators understand concepts such as "vacuum", "inert gas" and "oxide".
Fortunately, Zhu Changyang used to be a popular science blogger, so he was patient and could give examples in a simple and easy-to-understand way. The two cultivators might not fully understand what those things were, but at least they knew how to make them.
Chang Fengchi became more and more fascinated as he listened: "It's amazing, there are so many useful things in these stones, and these things can be classified and used in so many ways!"
Who would have thought that the heavy black stone could be made to glow by heating.
Chang Chunwu was surprised by another thing: "That 'glaze' is actually made from sand?"
Yesterday they were not too surprised to see the transparent sheet on the flashlight, because they all took it for granted that Zhu Changyang had polished it from ready-made colored glaze. They never thought that it was made from sand, which was a big surprise and made the craftsmanship of this flashlight even more extraordinary.
He added, “This skill can be used to some extent if it reaches the mortal realm.”
Yes, the technology for making colored glaze is very rare, but without spiritual power, it is still nothing in the world of cultivation. Here, only colored glaze magic tools are valuable. Mortals regard them as rare ornaments and are willing to spend money to collect them.
Zhu Changyang also understood this truth, so he just smiled and did not comment.
Chang Chunwu sighed and said with emotion again: "I didn't expect that I could refine weapons in this way!"
It does not use any spiritual fire at all, but relies on sophisticated design and formula to ultimately achieve functions that are almost like those of a magical weapon.
The mother and son were still marveling at the sound when a gurgling sound suddenly came from the side. Chang Fengchi was confused: "What's that sound?"
"Ah, so I'm hungry." Zhu Changyang touched his stomach and said calmly, "Do you mind if I go eat first?"
"Oh oh." Chang Fengchi sweated profusely, and immediately and attentively pulled Zhu Changyang to the kitchen, "Then you eat first, we will continue another day, so you can stay longer."
He is now full of admiration for Zhu Changyang, and if possible, he wishes that he could stay with him forever.
It was lunch time and the cafeteria was quite busy.
When everyone saw Zhu Changyang and the Young Sect Master, they greeted him and pointed the way to Zhu Changyang: "Young Master Jun is over there."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
Since Jun Shu always took his car for three meals a day on time, over time he began to have the illusion that he and Jun Shu were good friends, not to mention the people from the Baigong Sect who were unaware of the truth.
Zhu Changyang was just wondering if he should clarify this when Jun Shu noticed him and immediately looked at him with a gloomy look: "Why did you take so long?"
After a pause, he complained, "I just walked here by myself."
Chang Fengchi joked: "Haha, you two have such a good relationship. Brother Jun can't leave you for a moment."
Forget it, I can't explain it clearly. Zhu Changyang held his forehead and walked over to sit down, very suspicious: "I'm curious, how did you go out before I had my bicycle?"
Jun Shu really thought about it for a moment, and answered seriously: "Not going out."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
I believed your lies.
After finishing the meal, several people walked out of the cafeteria. Jun Shu immediately looked at Zhu Changyang with bright eyes, and the hint was clear.
Now that there was no rush, Zhu Changyang felt that he could not continue to pamper him, so he said seriously: "Young people should not always rely on tools, they should walk more and exercise properly."
Jun Shu said disapprovingly: "I don't need it."
What's the difference between this and salted fish? As a host, Zhu Changyang felt that he should set a good example and resolutely curb this bad trend, so he pointed to the surroundings and said, "Look at the others, everyone is walking honestly with their feet, down to earth..."
Before he could finish, a panicked cry came from the front: "Ah! Get out of the way--"
Zhu Changyang looked in the direction of the sound, and a question mark suddenly appeared above his head: Why is there a bicycle there
I saw a disciple of Baigongmen riding a bicycle, rushing towards me.
Zhu Changyang was stunned and his reaction was a beat slow. At that moment, the bicycle had rushed in front of him and was about to hit him. He subconsciously cried out: "Ah-"
In a flash, an arm suddenly came over from the side, hugged him around the waist, and pulled him back two steps, barely avoiding the bicycle.
Zhu Changyang took a deep breath and was about to thank him, but when he turned around, he was face to face with Jun Shu.
Jun Shu looked puzzled: "Others, keep your feet on the ground?"
It's not a mockery, but it's worse than a mockery.
There was a hint of awkwardness in the air, but it was immediately broken.
With a loud "bang", the out-of-control bicycle finally hit the wall behind it. The bicycle and the people on it fell down together. It was a tragic scene.
"Junior brother, are you okay?" Chang Fengchi hurried over to pull him away.
The person who fell was Jin Ruyi, the youngest disciple of Baigong Sect. He was only thirteen years old and was said to be an orphan picked up on the roadside by the sect’s elders.
Jin Ruyi was dizzy from the fall, but she didn't care. After she got up, she went to hold the bicycle, muttering to herself: "How could this happen?"
Zhu Changyang followed him forward, and when he saw that he was fine, he looked at the bicycle and asked curiously, "Did you make this?"
Jin Ruyi didn't shy away from answering and nodded honestly: "I think your bicycle is very suitable for use in the sect and in town, so I tried to make one."
It turns out that although transportation in the world of cultivation is convenient, just like in modern society, the "last mile" is still a problem that troubles many people.
Teleportation arrays are usually only used for long distances, and short distances depend on individual ability. Most people will choose to fly a sword. But flying a sword also has its own threshold, and flying over some large cities is prohibited.
For example, the servants and low-level disciples of Baigongmen cannot fly swords because of their insufficient cultivation. They usually rely on their two legs to get things done in the town, which is quite inconvenient.
So when everyone saw Zhu Changyang riding his bicycle through the gate these two days, their minds suddenly became active.
There is no concept of "patent" in the world of cultivation. Being able to copy is a skill, and if you come from behind and surpass others, you will be praised.
The driving principle of a bicycle is not difficult to understand, and the weapon refiner is good at manufacturing it, so Jin Ruyi watched it several times and then started to copy one.
The result was very successful. After trying a few times, Jin Ruyi was able to ride smoothly. But for some reason, he could not control the speed as freely as Zhu Changyang. It was also inconvenient to dock. If he was not careful, he would go over the head. Sometimes he would even lose control, like just now.
After listening to this, Zhu Changyang looked at his car and said with a smile: "That's because you didn't brake."
Jin Ruyi was puzzled: "Brake?"
Zhu Changyang took out his bicycle and showed him the design of the brake: "In this way, by pressing the handlebars, the brake pads can be pulled by this wire to clamp the wheel, thereby controlling the speed..."
"I see, what a clever design." Jin Ruyi suddenly realized, and then reacted belatedly, "Hey, why did you tell me the secret method?"
"What kind of secret method is this?" Zhu Changyang didn't care at all. "You can figure it out if you look at it twice more."
This is indeed true. Previously, Jin Ruyi only paid attention to the crank and sprocket that drove the wheel, so he ignored the small brake pads and brake cables. When he discovered the problem and paid more attention to it, he naturally understood it.
But many people still won’t tell it as generously as Zhu Changyang.
Jin Ruyi was very grateful and thanked him repeatedly. Then he pushed the bicycle back to the trial field without stopping to modify it again.
Looking at the lively figure of the child, Zhu Changyang also showed a gratified smile, and then he felt a faint gaze looking at him from the side.
Jun Shu pursed his lips and complained: "He already has a car, I want one too."
Well, compared with elementary school students.
Zhu Changyang asked himself, why did he want to argue with him before? He pressed his eyebrows, finally compromised, and pushed the bicycle to him: "You are right, take it, ride it as you like."
Jun Shu's face lit up with smiles and he took the handlebars: "Haha, I finally got it. Watch me."
five minutes later.
Jun Shu pushed the car away angrily and snorted, "I think there's something wrong with the design of this car!"
Zhu Changyang couldn't help himself: "Puff—"
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[Piaomiao Continent] Live Room
[Hahahaha! How could this happen? Jun Shu's sense of balance is so poor! ]
[What the hell is this riding posture of his! Subway, old man, mobile phone.jpg]
[You are such a beautiful lady, why do you ride a bike!]
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Chang Yang: Hahahaha!
Jun Shu: It’s okay, I have a driver!
Chang Yang: Huh? ? ?
(End of this chapter)