I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

The visitor is Zhengjue, a young monk who made some crazy talk about novel firearms at the "Hundred Knowledge List" conference.

As soon as Zhengjue entered the furnace room, he saw Lin Meng and Wuchan at a glance, and waved at them with a grin.

"Yeah, Daxia Lin, Brother Wuchan, you are here too, what a coincidence!"

Lin Meng and Wu Chan glanced at each other and asked in unison in surprise: "How come you become a disciple of Master Xinyou?"

The young monk Zhengjue scratched his bald head and laughed.

"It's not... it's not that the identity of the brother is not so good. The abbots and elders of the various temples in the city of Ten Thousand Buddhas want to let the master accept a real Buddhist disciple to pass on, and the younger generation of disciples in the city of Ten Thousand Buddhas The talent among them belongs to me and Brother Jin Chan the best."

"Brother Jin Chan studied under the Master of the Fa King, so there is nothing to say about his status. There is no need to go to the master's school anymore. So this recommendation is going to be recommended. All the abbots and elders recommended me to be a disciple of the master, thinking that I am talented enough. The origin is innocent, and even if the Dharma is not deep, there is time to study slowly."

Lin Meng laughed bitterly after hearing the words. As early as the Jianghu Hundred Wenban Conference, they knew that Zhengjue might become a disciple of Master Xinyou. Wu Chan was also rejected by the monks in the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas for a long time because of his identity as a demon monk. , I just didn't expect this to happen so quickly.

"Then why are you here?"

Wu-Zhan's hands put his hands together in the Buddha's name, and he didn't care if he had more juniors, and he didn't even care about the status, so he directly asked about enlightenment.

I saw Zhengjue took out several kraft paper rolls from his arms and handed them to the old man of the furnace god who was just hanging aside.

"Isn’t this someone who came to Luxiang to seek equipment? It is said that Luxiang is the holy land of foundry masters in the world. There are famous craftsmen everywhere. I just recently drew a blueprint of a new firearm. Those castings in the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas If the masters couldn't make them, I had to come to Luxiang to ask for the tools. I never thought that I saw a few masters in Luxiang, but the masters couldn't make them, so I had to sell the face of the master to ask the seniors. "

The old man of the furnace god who listened to this remark was exasperated, and he didn't mind the sin of the rude little monk entering his furnace room and not saying hello, he snorted and reached out to take the scroll that Zhengjue handed over. Look.

"Hmph, I want to see, who can hardly get so many master casters in Luxiang."

Most of the casters are arrogant, and the odd-tempered furnace gods are no exception. Zhengjue said that many furnace owners in Luxiang were powerless and finally came to him. Hearing his ears praised his casting methods. Superb, only his furnace god can solve these problems that many furnace masters cannot solve.

Although the furnace god kept some face on his lips, calling those furnace masters and craftsmen master casters, in fact, in the bottom of his heart, he only recognized himself as a master caster, and the others were stupid.

But when the old man of the furnace god opened the scroll and took a look, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched to hold up a smile but couldn't smile.

As soon as I saw it, I lost my heart, so I leaned forward and whispered.

"Isn't Senior Furnace God the number one caster master in the world? Not even Senior Furnace God can do it, right? No, no!"

The old man Furnace turned dark and hard to look when he heard his face brushing, but he still remained calm.

Lin Meng and Wu Chan on the side chuckled and laughed. They also leaned forward to see what drawings this little monk drew. Even the furnace god who is the world's No. inverted.

Lin Meng said in his heart, and he didn't know whether this enlightenment was clever or stupid. Doesn't it mean that the person who held the furnace god so high would make people unable to step down.

If it is deliberate, it would be clever to pinch him with the other's arrogance, so that people have to take into account the face and bite the bullet and agree.

If not, the monk would be too unreasonable.

Lin Meng and the other two leaned forward to take a look, and were amazed. The picture shows a bundle of six large pipes fixed by iron rings, and a box is attached to the back.

The parts of this new thing are listed in detail on the drawings on the next floor, and nearly 90% of them are strange and strange, they have never seen them before.

"What is this?"

The old man of the furnace god forced a smile and asked, as soon as he talked about the firearm enlightenment, he became energetic, and pointed to the blueprint in his hand to explain to the old man one by one.

"This is a new type of firearm I developed. It is similar in type to that of firecrackers, but it is more powerful, has a faster rate of fire, and can reach 3,600 revolutions per breath! It's called Gatling!"

"Three thousand six hundred revolutions per breath!"

The old man's voice was almost screaming, and it was tuned several times higher, and his face turned green again.

If it were not for the arrogance of the furnace god as the world's number one caster, the old man couldn't put his skin on the skin, the second half of "how is this possible" would have to blurt out.

"Could it be that even seniors can't do this stuff?"

Zhengjue was slightly disappointed, the old man furnace god brows fiercely, and bit his scalp with a smile:

"It is indeed a bit novel, but the old man can still try to do it. Although three thousand six hundred revolutions per breath is a bit difficult to achieve, the old man will try his best to complete it."

"The old man was just surprised. This kind of firecracker has been eliminated for millions of years, and it is really surprising that there are still people who improve it."

Fire guns were invented as early as the Fairy Age, but they were quickly eliminated like chicken ribs.

This kind of thing is very troublesome, but the attack speed is not slow and acceptable. However, the biggest drawback is that the power is too small. Not only is it powerless in the face of hard armor, even the true energy of the underground monk can also be used. The projectiles fired by it were easily blocked, and eventually they had to be exiled to the people as small things for the people to hunt.

And with the firecrackers, although the artillery cannonballs are powerful enough to even kill the gods, they are too bulky and easy to evade and are eliminated. Even on the battlefield, the enemy can gather the strength of everyone to form a protective barrier. Under the cannonball attack.

The only cannonball left in the world is Qilin Huoya, a big guy who is powerful enough to kill the gods and has not been eliminated.

In addition, there are only a few small things such as Pili Pills in the gunpowder line of Qi Dao to survive.

As soon as I heard it, I clapped my hands and eyes with excitement.

"I know! Senior is the first master of casting today, the furnace god of Luxiang, this little thing will definitely not trouble Senior, then I will ask Senior to simplify the production process after doing it. I want to make this Things are mass-produced!"

The old man of the furnace god gritted his teeth and almost yelled at him.

What a joke, the parts of this thing are all weird, almost everything is a new thing, it can't be done without hundreds of processes.

One part is so troublesome, but the whole guy is composed of hundreds of parts. It is not easy to simplify mass production with such a tedious process!It's just a dream!

The God of Lu could see it, this kid was deliberately using his face and arrogance to pinch him, and he was immediately unhappy. He stretched out his hand to pat the drawing on Zhengjue’s chest and staggered him, shaking his face for him to continue. He smashed his head.

"When the manpower is exhausted, the old man is not omnipotent even if he is the world's No. 1 casting master. It is very difficult to do this work to achieve the three thousand six hundred revolutions of one breath, and to simplify the process. How can it be possible! You are also blamed on the old man for not giving face to Master Xinyou, let alone embarrassing the old man, please go back!"

"what?"

Zhengjue was surprised when he was holding the blueprint. He didn't know what the old man said and turned his face. Lin Meng and two of them chuckled silently.