(This kind of operation method is indeed a bit dangerous. If you fail to produce a solid product in the end, you will really be doomed.)
He was thinking over his plan in his mind.
On the first day, he attracted attention. On the second day, he made various forces feel that his methods were nothing special. On the third day, those who did not want the Magic Weapon Pavilion to rise would take the initiative to help him publicize it, wishing that the whole royal city knew that the rise of the Magic Weapon Pavilion was nothing but a joke.
Then on the fourth day, a reversal!
Luo Wusheng drank the tea that had just been filled.
Perhaps some people would suspect that he had something else hidden, but the Daoqi Pavilion, which was ready to challenge him, would definitely take the lead in the charge.
If someone takes the lead, others will follow.
Even if they are really that patient, at worst I can just find a few thugs to take the responsibility.
He has money anyway.
"But why did you do this? If your idea can really be realized, even if you don't do this, at most you can let the royal city know about the magical weapon after some time."
Faced with Bai Xiaoyao's doubts, Luo Wusheng did not answer, but just shook his head.
He is in a hurry.
According to Miss Qilin, she might receive a communication from the Imperial Palace in the next few days.
However, if he couldn't create an incident that would interest the empress, his plan to meet her would have to be postponed until an unknown time.
Especially what happened last night made him feel more urgent.
You must improve the Empress' favorability as quickly as possible.
This way, he would have more means to deal with possible crises in the royal city.
Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Xiaoyao.
"Junior sister, how much do you know about Buddhism?"
"Buddhism?"
Bai Xiaoyao was stunned, and after a brief thought, he said, "The Buddhist sect has always been the most mysterious of the three major sects of the ancient Buddhist and Demonic sects. It is located on the other side of the Endless Sea, and owns the Three Thousand Pure Lands that are opposite to the Three Thousand Demon Realms of the Demon Sect, with the Lingshan Pure Land as its core."
"It is said that the monks there cultivate the golden body, the Dharma image and the fruition, but I don't know the details. After all, Buddhist disciples rarely travel in the world. They prefer to worship Buddha every day in Lingshan."
Luo Wusheng nodded thoughtfully.
He knew this information, and the original work also mentioned Buddhism a little in the early part.
More than two months later, Miss Jianxian and Bai Xiaoyao will go to the ancient heaven, where they will meet a monk who has achieved the golden body of Buddhism.
According to the setting of the original work, the golden body of Buddhism is difficult to be harmed in the same realm, and is almost invincible when in the same realm.
Unfortunately, the real protagonist's sword ancestor, the wooden sword, is not afraid of this kind of hard turtle shell.
"Brother, do you think that Buddhism may also be involved in this matter?"
Seeing the expression on his senior brother's face, Bai Xiaoyao guessed.
"It's just a possibility. This matter is related to another purpose of my trip."
Luo Wusheng sighed and wanted to take another sip of tea, but found that the tea was almost finished.
"We have achieved our goal today, so let's just go back. I think the weapon refiners you called over will also have to go to the Magic Weapon Pavilion."
He looked at Bai Xiaoyao.
But the expression of the evil woman who heard his words was a little strange.
"Well... Senior Brother, I have something to tell you."
"?"
Luo Wusheng looked at Bai Xiaoyao, who was obviously a little strange, with some confusion.
"... I believe that Senior Brother also knows that those who can choose the path of weapon refining in the Demon Sect, except for those who are forcibly dragged into cultivation by the sect, are... well, disciples with different ideas from ordinary people."
The more Luo Wusheng listened, the more confused he became.
And why does it feel like this sentence includes him as well
"We are the Saint Son and Saint Daughter respectively, and the sect does not require us to have a weapon refiner in our area, so..."
"They all chose to practice the magic sect's weapon-making technique?"
Luo Wusheng always felt that his right eyelid was twitching.
Bai Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
"Hmm... their personalities are a little peculiar..."
Chapter 40 Luo Wusheng's Time Planning
Luo Wusheng soon understood what Bai Xiaoyao meant by the peculiar personality.
But at this moment, he still felt that what his junior sister said was too conservative.
Looking at the five people rolling on the ground in front of him, he was silent.
"Wow, this is my first time experiencing such a side effect! Interesting, interesting!"
"Brother Song is right. How could there be such a mild and strange side effect? It's really interesting!"
"Lord Saint Son is truly a man of extraordinary talent. He was able to come up with such a unique use of the magic sect's weapon refining technique!"
The five people on the ground were rolling in dust and shouting excitedly.
The corner of Luo Wusheng's mouth twitched.
This is not just a strange personality, this is simply a disease!
What kind of lunatic would use his own body to try out the side effects of refining equipment
These people are the weapon refiners sent by Bai Xiaoyao.
The leader is called Song Zhong.
Seeing the situation now, Luo Wusheng felt that sooner or later he would have to see these people to their deaths.
As disciples who actively chose to practice the magic sect's weapon-making technique, these people had a common hobby.
Try it yourself and experience the side effects of using the magic weapon refining technique to refine ordinary weapons.
It is said that originally only the disciple named Song Zhong had this quirk, but over time, the other four ordinary weapon refiners somehow learned the bad habit.
I have to say, these people are really lucky to be alive today.
Does this mean that people who love to commit suicide never have bad luck
However, this hobby was harmless to them before. After all, if they wanted to use weapons refined by the magic sect's weapon refining technique, they had to be prepared to endure the side effects.
But it’s different now.
Luo Wusheng has successfully thought of a way to avoid side effects.
That is the black thing that Xu Yuchun used on the martial arts arena today.
gun.
The kind that shoots bullets.
That thing that only existed in Luo Wusheng's memory in this world, through the special magic sect's weapon refining technique, he successfully created a similar thing in this world.
Although the power was much weaker than the gun in his memory, Luo Wusheng did not need its lethality.
What he needs is its characteristics that are perfectly compatible with the magic sect's weapon refining techniques.
At this time, the side effects of the people rolling on the ground finally subsided, and they stood up from the ground one by one with smiles on their faces.
"Hehe, I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Master Saint."
The weapon refiner named Song Zhong patted the dust off his robe and bowed solemnly to Luo Wusheng: "I really didn't expect that the Saint Son could come up with such a wonderful thing as [bullet]. This has really changed my magic sect's weapon refinement technique."
"Tsk tsk, using the mortal object called [Fire Gun] as the trigger, only refining this bullet into a mortal weapon, and not a complete mortal weapon, this way we can control the introduced power of heaven and earth very well, making the side effects as simple as possible."
"In this way, the user of this ordinary weapon will not be affected by the side effects, and may even trigger these side effects on the opponent, turning the disadvantages of our magic weapon refining technique into advantages..."
"Although each of these bullets can only be used once, the advantage is that it doesn't cost anything at all. After all, what we need is not some rare refining materials, but only some materials that can trigger spiritual power. The main power depends on what effect the refined bullet can be attached to!"
Song Zhong looked at Luo Wusheng with sharp eyes, he was already astounded by this holy son of the Demon Sect.
I didn't expect that this Saint Son of mine actually had such a deep understanding of the side effects of the magic sect's weapon refining techniques.
He is a fellow human being who is addicted to experiencing the side effects!
He felt that he and the Holy Son would definitely become lifelong friends.
Luo Wusheng looked at Song Zhong who was telling him his thoughts bit by bit, with a look of surprise on his face.
Yes, that thing was not actually the gun in his memory in the true sense. It was just a combination weapon with the shape of a gun and used with ordinary bullets that could mobilize some power of heaven and earth.
Although the power of heaven and earth that can be mobilized is extremely limited and can only work on the Qi Refining Stage, Luo Wusheng, who has already achieved the Great Perfection of the Golden Core, does not need this kind of thing.
And he actually wanted to be a handsome swordsman in the fairy world.
Having said that, the wonderful thing about this "gun" that he made himself is that its effect on the Qi Refining Stage is really terrifying, and it can quickly occupy the market of Qi Refining Stage cultivators.
The main source of income for the Equipment Refining Pavilion is the continuous flow of Qi Refining monks. If they can monopolize this market, the strength of the Qi Refining monks will be greatly improved...
But I didn't explain so much to Song Zhong. He figured it out after trying the bullet once.
It seems that although this person's hobby is a bit weird, his weapon refining skills are solid.
Luo Wusheng was very satisfied and once again gave the witch a thumbs up in his heart.
"As you said, that's what I think."
Luo Wusheng cast an admiring look at Song Zhong: "In that case, can the task of refining bullets be given to you?"
Song Zhong and others' eyes lit up.
"We will definitely live up to the expectations of the Saint Son!"
They have been eager to try it.
… …
After sending several refiners to the fourth floor to refine weapons, Luo Wusheng decisively returned to the house he had just bought.
Although he admired the children who devoted themselves to science, he did not want to be assimilated into one of them.
So he placed the task of refining the gun body in his new home.
The guns and bullets that the four young officials used on the martial arts test platform today were the ones he personally refined.
However, both of them are mortal objects, and even if they hit ordinary people, they would only cause minor injuries at most.
The killing power is much weaker than the murderous creature in Luo Wusheng's memory.
But you still have to practice what you need to practice.
After all, Luo Wusheng had promised to give a special gift to the person who would arrive in six days.
The combination of these two things is naturally the best gift.
Since he is not an ordinary soldier, it naturally does not count as breaking the market rules.
If you want to achieve perfect results, you naturally have to buy ordinary soldier-level bullets from your own Magic Weapon Pavilion.
This is not called forced buying and selling, this is called a willing fight and a willing fight.
Luo Wusheng, who was complacent with his sales strategy, pointed at a pile of refining materials.
With his level of cultivation, he could easily make dozens or even hundreds of such items at a time.
The operation is not that precise.
Well, as long as it works.
Anyway, this product of science and metaphysics does not need to worry about the problem of barrel explosion. It's just that some guns have a slower firing rate and less power.
Considering the original rate of fire and power, the errors caused by these two points can be ignored at both extreme levels.
"It's just that this kind of assembly line work is a bit boring..."
Luo Wusheng yawned.