The Strongest Sect of All Times

Casting hall hall.

Fan Yaeko lay half of his body on the table, one foot curled up, like a dragonfly.

Gun Chang smiled and sat beside him, savoring tea.

“Incredible! ”

“It's incredible! ”

Slightly, Fan Yaeko finally moved the whole face off the drawing, and then stood in a strange position with shock.

As a casting expert, he can't read the words of the Delusional Nation, but he can also see from the constructed paintings that this is an absolutely fine armor!

“This seat will translate the text. ”

King Chang smiled and put down the teacup. “Are you confident that you will create it according to the drawings? ”

“ …… ”

After a moment of silence, Fan Yaekzi said seriously: "My lord, the armor designed by this drawing must be remarkable. Without the corresponding material, it would be difficult for me to manufacture it. ”

The gourd draws the ladies, no problem.

Today, however, it is a complete waste of time to simply do as it is and not be able to demonstrate true capability.

“Don't worry. ”

"'That's my problem, not yours,' said King Chang. ”

The meaning is obvious, you are responsible for the equipment according to the drawings, the materials and so on to me.

So, stop being sarcastic about the dog leaving Zongmen as a tool man. In fact, from inheriting the Iron Bone Pie, he is the well-deserved tool man Nambo Wan.

“No problem!”

Master Fan took a sip of tea.

He is confident as long as the lord provides the material.

“100,000 pairs? ”

“Pfft!”

Fan Yaekzi sprayed out a sip of tea and couldn't help wiping it. He glanced at him and said: “Zong mainly makes 100,000 pairs of this kind of armor? ”

“Exactly. ”

“ …… ”

The master of the hall got a little dizzy.

The birth of a piece of equipment is in the thousands of hammers, the armor level on the drawings is definitely high, I'm afraid it will take a long time to produce it. If 100,000 pairs come, the rest of your life will be spent... casting iron!

“Lord! ”

Fan Yaekzi said bitterly: "I can't do this alone. ”

“Come with me. ”

King Chang got up and took him to the open space behind the hall, waved out a casting platform and said: "With these tools, should we be able to improve the casting speed? ”

Fan Yaozhi suddenly glanced at him.

Oh, my God!

Where did the lord find the foundry for all the refining equipment?

After all, Fan Tang master is a casting expert, hurried over, looked professionally at a casting hall, and exclaimed: "Excellent casting facilities! ”

“These casting stations are in the peak of casting," said King Chang, laughing. "There are many books on casting that will be sent to us when they are translated. ”

“Okay!”

Fan Yaozhi glanced at the hot tunnel.

The next day.

Drawings and casting books were all translated and sent to the casting hall thanks to the efforts of the system tools.

Fan Yaozhi began the study of sleep forgetfulness and completely forgot to make parts before taking a couple of days off.

Thanks to Yao Mengying's ability to control the millions of delusional armies, otherwise now our fan master will certainly have another heavy responsibility, namely to change all the armor they wear to fit the disciple specifications.

……

After tool number one was arranged, King Chang smiled again to the Peak of Formation.

“Boy! ”

Old man Tai Xuan frowned: “You must be here for something good! ”

What a painful understanding.

“Teacher respect. ”

King Chang grinned and grinned: "The apprentice has a good idea. Would you like to hear it? ”

“ …… ”

"'What do you think?" said the old man. ”

Undeniably, after joining Wanguzong, the guy arranged a lot of work for himself, but without the former, Takeyama I would not have been able to improve in all directions, much less produce in large quantities.

As a tech house, I put my mind on mechanical armor, naturally I prefer to see the product constantly upgraded until it plays great colors in the world, because it has a great sense of accomplishment!

“Teacher respect. ”

King Chang sat down with a smile. "Our zongmen have an ancient martial arts called Quenched Heavenly Gong, cultivated to the extreme can the soul know, soar over the sky. ”

“ …… ”

"'I thought you had something to do with mechanics,' said Old Man Tai Xuan impatiently. ”

Martial arts.

He's not interested.

“Related.”

“I intend to practise my disciples," said King Chang. "When I reach the soul level, can I use it to drive the Dark God of Destruction? ”

The old man too Xuan heard the rumor and glanced at him.

Using your soul to manipulate the armor, this brain hole is too big!

And...

Old man Tai Xuan frowned: “If you can control it, why use your soul? Why don't you take off your pants and fart like this? ”

“The soul quenched in the Holy Spirit of Heaven is actually similar to a split body, even if it is extinguished, it will not cause fatal harm," said King Chang, smiling. "I mean, let the shape of the soul manipulate it, it will be dangerous in the future, at least it will not involve the disciples. ”

“So amazing?” The old man was stunned.

Though he doesn't focus on martial arts, he still knows that soul frustration is often worse than physical frustration, and even spirits can be scattered. What holy power can actually concentrate soul identity, can't help but be a little shocking!

“Have you cultivated your soul to the level of spirituality? ”

“No.”

“ …… ”

Old Tai Xuan broke down and said, "How can you make me change? ”

“Simple.”

"Changing all the formations in the armor to be able to control them with the soul," said King Chang. ”

“ …… ”

Old Tai Xuan really wants to kick this guy in his daughter-in-law's nest.

Is that what you said when you opened your mouth and changed it to soul control? Without years and decades, without chapters and dozens of chapters, you can't say improvement is improvement!

“Teacher respect. ”

Gun Chang rose up with a smile: “I'll leave this to you. I'll take care of the housekeeping. ”

“You…”

Watching the guy slap his ass and walk away, the old man was too angry to fight, but a little later, he touched his chin and thought: “It seems interesting to manipulate the armor with his soul. ”

Technology can be improved through constant research and innovation, so the idea of King's smile provides him with an entirely new way of thinking.

Ding!

Tool number two, in position.

……

Pharmacy.

Wei Lao has carefully studied the speed of systematic translation into Dandan Fang. “Master, the medicines listed above know that it is a highly poisonous substance. ”

“Can you plant it?” King often laughed.

“This…”

Wei Lao fell into a brief silence.

He always deals with conventional medicines, but never grows poison.

“Should be fine. ”

“But…”

Old Wei was worried: "What does the Patriarch intend to do with this very toxic drug? ”

“Dan medicine. ”

“… no, this is too dangerous! ”

Gun Chang smiled without explaining it. He simply said two words and left.

Ding!

Tool number three, in position.

Speaking of poison, you can't forget Miao Saifeng naturally, so King often laughed and went to the Refining Hall and took out a copy of Dan Fang. “Miao Tang Master, if the medicine on this is made into Dan, is there any way to remove the toxin? ”

Dan is poisonous. Just take it off. How big is it?

“Can't get rid of it. ”

Miao Saifeng confirmed the airway.

“ …… ”

Just when King Chang smiled and was disappointed, she added: "However, the corresponding detoxification dane can be produced based on toxin refining. ”

“Really?”

The dog came to hope for the rest of the day, "You'll have to refine the corresponding detoxification dan. ”

Ding!

Tool number four, in position.

Once arranged, King Chang smiled back to Dragon Head Peak.

On the way, thinking about it, what else has not been arranged this time back from the delusional domain? Does Zongmen have any spare members?

Mm-hmm.

At this time, the dog found a disciple washing the Dark God of Destruction, and screamed with his voice: “Jing Zhi, you are about to wipe down this armor number 66, why don't you go clean the thatch! ”

“Yes!”