Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Blood knife armor, shaped one hundred and twenty-four years ago, is an entry-level crystal armor dedicated to the refiner of Qi, famous for its strength and strong structure.

However, over the years, this thick crystalline armor surface also covered a thick rust stain and formed a rust shell.

At first glance, it looks like it's covered in red moss.

The usual rust removal technique, it is difficult to remove all such thick rust shells in a very short time.

Li Yao Ten fingers slightly bent, gently placed on the chest armor of the blood knife armor.

It's like a breeze blowing past you, and your fingers are playing lightly, like you're playing a sophisticated guitar.

As the ten fingers bounced, his expression also changed from solemn to intoxicating.

The subtle touch of the Ten Fingers feeds all the internal structure of the Blood Knife Armor back into his mind.

With the structural diagrams and maintenance manuals that I have just studied, everything is all over my chest.

In other words, the speed and intensity of the ten-finger bounce increased by a hundred times in an instant, from stroking the strings to hitting them hard!

The surface of the crystalline armor, like tens of thousands of jade beads, smashed out the crisp sound of "bang bang bang bang".

Blood knife armor, violently trembling.

Li Yao wrapped all the spirits around his fingers, releasing powerful spiritual energy lightning and bombarding indiscriminately.

The spirits are like ripples, spreading on the surface of armor.

Something amazing happened!

With ten fingers poking, spiritual energy swinging, ripples everywhere, thick and dense rust marks, it actually automatically peeled off, scattered, vibrated, like a heavenly flower scattered, flying!

Less than five minutes later, the outermost rust shell of the blood knife was completely crushed by Li Yao, and it didn't fly!

Though the armor is still bleak, there is still a lot of rust in the joints and crevices.

At least it can be removed for more meticulous maintenance.

Li Yao smiled slightly, his hands running like the wind. First, he dismantled one hundred and seven components of the head of the blood knife and threw them all into a large metal bucket.

During his time in contemplation, the camp staff brought a large number of maintenance tools and materials, including a number of maintenance oils used by the modern world.

These care oils, either extracted from demonic beasts or synthesized artificially, are useful and can be fully serviced for different materials.

Li Yao was not enough. After carefully analyzing the characteristics of the oil, he used the ancient formula recorded in the Seven Laws of Tibetan Feng to formulate dozens of secretive oils exclusively for him.

He poured seven kinds of oil into a large bucket according to the most accurate ratio.

Slightly swaying, the colors blend together into a dark golden liquid that emits a strange fragrance like milk.

Li Yao gently slides the dimly lit components into the dark golden secret care oil.

Subsequently, the hands were also extended.

Lower your voice, Li Yao's hands are shaking fast!

The surface of the dark golden secrets suddenly spreads a circle of strange ripples.

“Goo, goo, goo, goo, goo, goo, goo!"

At the bottom of the invisible oil liquid, the dark stream moves, a whirlpool is created by Li Yao's hands shaking, constantly flushing the crystalline armor member!

Li Yao seemed immobile, but raised the spiritual energy to its limit, all over his body, every muscle, blood vessel and nerve providing energy for the mad shock of his hands.

It also shakes the brain from time to time to resist unbalanced iron attacks.

Less than three minutes later, his clothes were soaked with sweat and wet on his body, shaking every bunch of muscles, clearly outlined.

Five minutes later, Li Yao sighed relieved and fished out a member from the maintenance oil, placing it under the light to take a closer look.

After his two rust removal procedures, the original rust stained components were refreshed, and the slightest rust spots disappeared without a trace, revealing a clear glow.

It's like just coming out of the refinery with a little bit of the freshest heat.

However, there is still a thinner scratch on the surface of the member than the hair.

It was about in a battle, scratched by the claw teeth of the demon beast, leaving traces.

Rust removal, polishing, oiling, polishing, oiling.

Many key components have to undergo repeated spiritual warming before they can be reassembled together.

The incredibly cumbersome and tedious process may seem like a very headache to a regular refiner.

In Li Yiu Yiu, it is the most wonderful and interesting game.

He was meticulous, focused and enjoyed it.

These scrap armor, all classic 100 years old, are comprised of six or seven categories, including Melee, Far War, Light, Heavy Duty, and a total of 21 different models.

In the past, Li Yao had only seen a brief introduction in Jingyu magazine and rarely even saw the structure chart.

Not only did you see the structure chart and maintenance manual this time, but you can also touch, disassemble, explore and assemble as you please.

It's like a rat falling into a rice bowl for him as a pharmacokinetic.

Both Mao Feng and Xu Lao regard the maintenance of obsolete crystal armor as a very difficult and painful torture.

In Li Yiu Yiu's eyes, this is a great reward!

Although key parts of these armor, as well as armor made from celestial treasures, have been removed, only a frame remains.

But that's how Li Yao discovered the beauty of the essence of the crystal armor.

The frame structure is the foundation of a crystalline armor.

The frame is not set up properly, like a person's bones are long and crooked, even if there are more celestial treasures piled on top, it is not helpful.

These classic armor frames are perfect.

In Li Yiu's eyes, you can see a spectacular and beautiful landscape through the rust of speckle bargaining.

Or heavy, or spiritual, or rapid, or mysterious, in all sorts of different frame styles, he felt unprecedented shock, such as drinking wine, incredible.

If, in the beginning, he was thinking with his head full, he would still finish his work as soon as possible and breathe a sigh of evil in front of Chief Instructor Mao Feng.

Then, when he finished the maintenance of the first blood knife armor and let the decades-old crystal armor rekindle the murderous, arrogant stand in the dark, he threw these messy thoughts completely aside.

Mao Feng is who he has forgotten.

Doesn't seem to matter where you are.

Every brain cell is occupied by an incredible world of armor. Li Yao's brain is full of armor, armor, armor!

He even hopes that time will pass slowly. It's best to keep him in this treasure trove for a few years. Every second his fingertips slide across the surface of the armor is so soulful that he enjoys it.

Strangely enough, the more he tried to slow down the passage of time, the faster and faster he was going to maintain his armor.

Initially, it took an hour to completely disassemble an armor.

Later, all the crystalline armor structure charts and maintenance manuals were completely chewed up, absorbed and melted through by him.

Removing a crystalline armor into an inseparable member takes only a few minutes, such as a tin to unravel the cow, without the effort of blowing ashes.

In the course of day and night maintenance, Li Yao also learned vast knowledge of the sea.

Like a dry leech, attached to the blood vessels of the armored world, the wolf swallowed the tiger's throat, absorbed it wildly, and finally became crystal bright, rolling, eating the belly almost burst.

Initially, he studied the construction of the armor frame and how to connect the joints.

He then began to think about the differences in frame construction between lightweight and heavy-duty, melee, and distant crystal armor.

Next, he became interested in the armor styles of different armors.

Even if they are heavy-duty Melee Armor, but from the hands of different armorers, their style varies greatly. In the same position, there is often a diametrically opposite design idea, but they are able to speak for themselves and perform magical effects.

Finally, he became interested in the fatal injuries that led to the obsolescence of the crystal armor.

Each model of armor has its own weaknesses, and there is no perfect armor.

On the battlefield, once a weakness is found by the demon beast, it is easy to kill.

Therefore, many of the same type of armor, fatal injuries are in the same area.

Li Yao pushed his computational power to the limit. Through the nuanced differences in each wound, he thought about what happened on the battlefield that year and whether he could improve it. From the frame design, he avoided fatal injuries, at least by covering up weaknesses and reducing injuries.

These challenging games took up every second of his life and made him forget the passage of time.

It wasn't until the last piece of crystal armor was serviced that he discovered with some frustration that it had only been four days, 23 hours, 37 minutes, 55 seconds!

……

In the analysis room, Chief Instructor Mao Feng looked restless and walked back and forth, looking up at the spiritual hanging clock on the wall from time to time.

Every time it's been more than a dozen seconds since you discovered it, the glow on your face will shine.

“Xu Lao, it looks like this boy has succeeded. In 20 minutes, he will have survived for five days and five nights, proving that he has the strength to take your special training! ”

Mao Feng said with some exhilaration.

Although there were no crystal eyes in the scrap armor warehouse and the surveillance images could not be retrieved, since the kid had not proactively contacted himself, he must have bitten his teeth and persisted.

Even if you roll all over the place and cry all over the place, you're still holding on!

Xu Lao sat on the fishing platform and said with great appreciation:

“Maofeng, it seems that you did encounter a very special learner this time, but you didn't waste my days designing a training program for him day and night, and mobilizing the resources of the inner battalion to carefully transform a batch of training equipment. ”

“Xu Lao! ”

Mao Feng was moved. I didn't expect Xu Lao to be the most powerful trainer in the inner battalion, but put so much effort into it for a small outside camp student.

Xu Lao smiled and said:

“Don't thank me, I, like you, have a bad habit, see a good seedling worth cultivating, always try to carve him into the perfect state, this is our occupational disease, hahahaha, time is almost up, 10 minutes left, get ready to go. ”

“Okay! ”

Mao Feng's spirit trembled and was about to open the door, but the miniature crystalline brain screamed on his wrist. He lifted his wrist and looked at it. For a moment, the face changed.

“No way! ”

Mao Feng's nose twisted, “You've been going on for four days, 23 hours, 50 minutes, only the last 10 minutes left, and you're giving up? ”

Mao Feng was stunned by the fact that he was powerlessly able to turn on the call. In the light, Li Yao's face was white as a corpse and a pair of eyes flooded with blood silk.

And Li Yao's next sentence stunned him for half a day.

“Report to the instructor, I'm done. ”

Li Yaoyi said it unfailingly.

“Done? How much? Twenty or thirty? ”

Mao Feng asked subconsciously.

“Twenty? Thirty units? Of course. One hundred and forty-six units of armor maintenance. Didn't you ask me to contact you when I finished them all? ”

Li Yao was very confused, his eyes sparkling like rubies, and he kept winking.

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