After Tianjizi said that inexplicable sentence, he no longer paid attention to Lei Dong, turned his head and asked Leng Qingqiu, "What did you just say?" Oh, that's a realization, isn't it? That's why you refused my arrangement? ”

Leng Qingqiu hadn't spoken yet, but Lei Dong was listening a little ridiculously beside him. He found that although the cultivation of this Tianjizi was frighteningly high, his thinking was quite jumpy, and to put it seriously, it was just that he remembered that one was one out of the other, and it was somewhat out of tune. Obviously talking about the things that started well, and suddenly he came to Lei Dong for a while, and he turned around to pass on Lei Dong's kung fu, and he didn't hesitate to take it back before he spoke out two seconds, and then he remembered the business that came over this time - what kind of behavior is this, it's too casual! Lei Dong wondered if there was a fork in the middle, would this old guy just forget what he was doing today.

Leng Qingqiu was obviously quite familiar with the style of his own uncle, and said in surprise: "Yes, I am sure that this time, I can make a breakthrough, so I don't ask for any high-level workshops at the core of the sect, but only ask for a small special area for disciples in the lower-level workshops on the periphery of the mountain gate for disciples to try." ”

Tianjizi nodded with a big grin and said, "This is easy to do!" That's it? ”

Leng Qingqiu thought for a while and said, "In addition, the disciple also needs some materials to experiment, so please don't restrict too much in this regard!" ”

Tianjizi groaned, looked at Leng Qingqiu for a long time, and finally nodded, waved the sleeves of his robe, and disappeared-

"Boom!" Although there was a loud bang, a large thick cloud of smoke suddenly rose from a small valley in the mountain behind the Divine Craftsman's Gate, and the pungent smell quickly dispersed, wafting throughout the valley.

Lei Dong took a deep breath, and the pungent smell actually made him feel a little relaxed. After more than ten years of fighting on the training ground and battlefield, Lei Dong has never liked the smell of gunsmoke, but after flying to the immortal realm for two months, he has always missed that familiar smell. Lei Dong secretly scolded himself for a few words of "masochism", and then turned his gaze to the place where the smoke rose.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and a figure slowly appeared, facing the dissipating smoke, constantly shaking his head and sighing, constantly scratching his ears and cheeks, and constantly muttering: "Still no, what went wrong?" ”

"I said, Master Leng, it's the one thousand two hundred and thirty-seventh time!" Lei Dong shouted gloating on the side, "You are very lucky, thanks to you being a monk at the level of an immortal, otherwise you would have been killed by the explosion I don't know how many times, just like those crazy chemists in the mortal world."

Now, it has been the seventeenth day since Lei Dong arrived at the Divine Craftsman Gate. In these seventeen days, Leng Qingqiu, who asked for a small piece of land from the sect, had the only task of testing explosives. Regarding this point, Lei Dong, who is completely unfamiliar with the various materials in the fairy world, can't help at all, and it is impossible to tell Leng Qingqiu what the specific formula is, relying entirely on a conceptual thing, so that Leng Qingqiu can continue to explore and experiment alone.

To say that Leng Qingqiu is indeed worthy of being a rare refining genius in 10,000 years, relying on his familiarity with the materials of the fairy world, after spending the first three days, he found a formula that can produce an explosion in a very short time. But unfortunately, this original recipe only caused a little movement, and even the three-foot square ground was not blown up. But it was this explosion, which was similar to an artillery battle, that still lifted Leng Qingqiu's spirits, after all, this shows that the path pointed out by Lei Dong is indeed feasible!

In the next few days, Leng Qingqiu continued to explore, constantly changing the types and proportions of materials, and testing explosions again and again. But to his dismay, after more than 1,200 tests, the best results were still not achieved, either the explosion was not powerful enough, the smell was too loud, or the sound was too loud. In fact, in Lei Dong's opinion, the "explosives" made by Leng Qingqiu at present are basically able to barely meet his own requirements, but Leng Qingqiu, like the most demanding scientist, has never been satisfied. Especially for the taste, Leng Qingqiu has never been able to let go, in his words, it smells clearly from ten miles away, isn't that clearly telling people your location?

Lei Dong had no choice but to let it go, anyway, what Leng Qingqiu said was actually not wrong, although his description of that taste was a bit exaggerated.

In the distance, in the thunderous consciousness, the figures of several guys appeared, looking at this side inside the mountain gate, and sighed incessantly.

Lei Dong couldn't help but laugh. After Leng Qingqiu carved out this territory, he didn't know whether it was negligence or deliberate, and he didn't even set up the simplest soundproof formation around, when the blasting test began, the power and sound were not loud at first, and some guys who vaguely knew some inside stories began to sneer on the side, probably what kind of waste wood whimsical or something, Lei Dong didn't remember that much.

But as the power of the explosion continued to escalate, the faces of these people began to turn bright. In particular, the explosion that sounded every once in a short time, as well as the huge spiritual power fluctuations brought about by the explosion, began to make these people restless, so these people began to consciously instruct their subordinates to keep making trouble.

But before Lei Dong rushed out to drive away, some of these guys were grabbed by a giant hand that fell from the sky, thrown dozens of miles away, and fell heavily to the ground, so handsome. After all, these guys are all successful monks, and they don't have to worry about their lives, but some flesh and skin suffering is inevitable. And the rest, I don't know what trick I did, was forced to stay in place, and endured the impact of explosions for a whole day and twelve hours!

Lei Dong knew, and the disciples of all generations of the Divine Craftsman Sect also knew that it was the Supreme Elder who had the highest cultivation and the most explosive temper in the sect. Everyone immediately fell silent and did not dare to harass them any more. But the successive explosions made them so annoyed that they had to arrange a soundproof formation outside the mountain gate, and stayed inside every day to watch Leng Qingqiu "set off fireworks", and their expressions were miserable.

Looking at the disciples of the Divine Craftsman Sect in the distance, and at Leng Qingqiu with a sad face not far away, Lei Dong suddenly felt very interesting, and said to Leng Qingqiu with a smile: "Master Leng, forget it if it doesn't work, I think it's almost the same!" ”

"Get out!" Leng Qingqiu scolded angrily, "Go back and do your job..."

"Damn, kindness is not rewarded!" Lei Dong scolded with a smile, he was familiar with Leng Qingqiu for a while, Lei Dong knew that this guy didn't care about everything except for being obsessed with "scientific research", let alone scolding him, even if he was in a hurry and kicked his ass, this guy didn't want to get angry.

Sure enough, Leng Qingqiu was not angry, and put down the sentence "In the old man's place, there are never almost three words", and hurriedly went into the "laboratory" to tinker with his bottles and cans. Lei Dong laughed, picked up the sledgehammer beside him, and walked to his "workshop". With his right hand, he raised a heavy sledgehammer high and slammed it down on a piece of material in front of him.

"When-" A long knocking sound sounded in the valley, and the protective formation and soundproof formation outside the mountain gate suddenly shook slightly. In his consciousness, the sad-faced guys in the mountain gate glanced at each other, and suddenly covered their ears and turned around and ran.

Lei Dong smiled slightly, he knew that for the disciples of the Divine Craftsman Sect, if Leng Qingqiu's explosion was torture, then his own percussion sound was simply a nightmare!

According to Leng Qingqiu's assignment, the task of Lei Dong during this period was to knock and forge a pile of more than 100,000 catties of materials into barrels, bolts, bolts and other parts, and make some of them into springs that are both tough and strongly elastic.

Lei Dong naturally knew that although most of these parts only needed a certain degree of toughness to ensure their use, the barrel was extremely important and could not make any mistakes, and he didn't want the first weapon he got in the fairy realm to suddenly explode when he used it.

Fortunately, handling these materials is not a particularly high-tech job, all he needs is strength and patience. And although the virtue of patience has never been possessed by Lei Dong, he has never lacked strength.

When he lifted the sledgehammer weighing 100,000 catties for the first time, Leng Qingqiu's eyes almost popped out.

This sledgehammer is one of the heaviest tools in the Divine Craftsman Sect Workshop, and it is the maximum weight that Leng Qingqiu can control freely, and it is under the condition of using spiritual power!

Although he had known that this young man's cultivation was extremely high, he could never have imagined that his strength had reached such a terrifying situation. You must know that although the various weapons and magic weapons in the fairy world are also very heavy when they are used, most of them require the use of spiritual power to control Ruyi. And Lei Dong picked up the 100,000-pound sledgehammer with just one hand, but it was all physical strength!

What shocked Leng Qingqiu even more was that the 100,000-pound sledgehammer was as light as a feather when he was in Lei Dong's hand, so that it was only struck less than three times, and this guy shook his head and sighed again and again, muttering that it was too light.

In desperation, before testing the explosives, Leng Qingqiu had to refine a few Bijian talismans and attach them to the tool table, so as not to be smashed into a ball of scrap iron by lightning three times or twice. Then, gravity talismans were attached to the sledgehammer one by one to adapt to the power of the thunder. In this way, one after another, the gravity talisman pasted the entire sledgehammer to the brim, and when he knew that the weight of the sledgehammer exceeded a million catties, Lei Dong nodded with satisfaction and began his forging project.

"When—" When the first hammer of thunder struck on the 10,000-year-old piece of iron, Leng Qingqiu only felt that the mountains shook, as if the entire valley was about to turn over. But Leng Qingqiu knew that this kind of movement was really normal, although the sledgehammer still looked like the sledgehammer, but in fact, this sledgehammer had become a mountain!

If it weren't for verifying his thoughts, if he wasn't still thinking about refining a magic weapon that could be called groundbreaking in the fairy world, Leng Qingqiu couldn't wait to throw away the tools in his hand and scolded, "Lao Tzu is gone!" "With such power, what more weapons do you need, and you need a magic weapon for fart! What's more, this is only the strength of the physical body, if you add strong spiritual power...... Leng Qingqiu couldn't imagine what kind of power Lei Dong would have when he shot with all his might. That's just the way it is, right?

The nightmare of the disciples of the Divine Craftsman Sect began.

Every blow shook the earth, and every sound shook the earth. The continuous tapping, **** resounded in the small valley night and night, and spread to the mountain gate, making those disciples of the Divine Craftsman Sect miserable.

Originally, after setting up the soundproof formation, this earth-shattering sound had no effect, but before the good days had passed, the sound suddenly became louder again. What's worse is that I don't know that the fierce guy who doesn't seem to be a good person, and I don't know what means are used, but in the continuous rhythmic sounds, bursts of things suddenly appear that make people unsettled. This thing was formless and colorless, and it didn't make the slightest sound, but it sent out bursts of vibrations, directly impacting their divine senses and making them uncomfortable for a while.

Later, the shock turned into steel needles, extremely sharp, piercing their divine consciousness with sharp pain. This invisible steel needle can't catch the whereabouts, not to mention the soundproof formation, even the mountain protection array can't be completely blocked.

The high-level officials of the Divine Craftsman Sect had the intention of driving this "outsider" out, but Tianjizi issued a strict order, this young man was testing a new magic weapon with Leng Qingqiu, and no one was allowed to disturb him!

Several high-level members of the Shenjiang Sect hated so much that they were about to crush their teeth, in the core area of the Mountain Gate, being "bullied" by people so much was simply slapped in the face by ****, for thousands of years, who dared to be so disrespectful to the sect? This is simply a great shame for the entire sect! However, due to Tianjizi's order, he could only temporarily swallow his anger and arrange another protective formation inside the original mountain protection array, so as to barely block this kind of attack that he didn't know what it was.

However, on the fifth day, even this newly set of formations seemed to have lost its effect, and the invisible steel needles that were unkempt **** actually penetrated the protection of the two-layer formation, drilled into the inside of the mountain gate, and rushed into the divine consciousness of the people, so that they had to endure the severe pain of the divine consciousness all the time.

What makes these people even more helpless is that the fierce guy beats endlessly, day and night, twelve hours a day, not stopping for a few moments, only a limited number of rests, or taking advantage of the cold autumn to try to explode! It was only at this time that the whole Divine Craftsman Sect had a little time to breathe. After a few days, those masters who had cultivated to the depths were fine, and those junior disciples were tortured to the point of being bone-wrenched and emaciated within a few days.

"Someday, I will repay this great shame!"

Countless disciples of the Divine Craftsman Sect swore with red eyes and curses when they endured this magic sound. (To be continued.) )