living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 344 The Machine That Causes Change

Mu Lan looked at the simple-looking old man and suddenly turned into a profiteer, and couldn't help sighing, this Danxia Port is really full of money.

A cage of sea fish, shrimp and crabs is only a few taels of silver at most, and they are sold everywhere in coastal villages and towns. As a result, the old man asked for 50 taels of silver like a rip-off.

Fortunately, Mu Lan made a fortune in the business with Changlongfang, so she reached for the jade bracelet, doubled the price, and threw a low-grade spirit stone to him.

"Yo, Lingshi."

The old man's eyes lit up, the spirit stone exuded a sense of coolness, he touched it strangely, and then stuffed it into his sleeve happily.

Seeing the old man going into the sea to pack the cage, Mu Lan followed him, and took the opportunity to ask, "I wonder when will the big ship of the Immortal Sect arrive?"

Just as the old man bent down, he realized that Mu Lan must have come to inquire about something, so he straightened up and took another sip of the hookah.

"This big ship of the Immortal Sect is said to appear from the sea every hundred years. I also heard about it from my ancestors."

The wrinkles on his face twisted up, looking at the sea as if he was recalling something, and after a while, he said again: "The old ancestor told me that the last time Xianzong came to Hong Kong was during the Xia Yuan Festival 100 years ago, that is, It's six days later."

"In a few days, I will sacrifice to the God of the Sea, and pray for the blessing of the old man, and the sea will go smoothly, and the weather will be good."

Xia Yuan is a solar term in the Lingyin world, and it is also the hottest season here. Daoist Yunxiao once talked about the connection between the allusion of Xia Yuan Festival and the Xianzong. Mu Lan nodded clearly, and then looked at Gradually Waves of the sea.

During the conversation with the old man, Mu Lan learned that thunderstorms often occur in the sea during this season, which is not conducive to sailing, so fishermen will enter a one-month fishing moratorium and regard Xiayuan Festival as a ceremony to pray for the blessing of the gods.

"Is the big ship of Xianzong always on time?" Mu Lan wondered: "If there is a sudden storm in the sea, it will definitely be delayed."

The people from Penglai Xianzong will arrive at Hong Kong accurately to the day, once every hundred years, rain or shine, it is very punctual, and I don't know what the situation is.

"Of course, we can't guess about the immortal." The old man smiled and tied the crab for Mu Lan, then said with a mysterious smile, "That's a miracle."

After bidding farewell to the old man, Mu Lan and Seggs visited several other aborigines, eavesdropped on the conversations between many sects, and roughly summed up some information.

The magnificent ship of Xianzong is a "miracle" that can accommodate ten thousand people.

The big ship travels in the sea like walking on flat ground, rain or shine, every hundred years on the Xia Yuan Festival, it will dock on time.

The Xianzong ship will dock twice, once for boarding and once for disembarkation, that is, to send the eliminated ones back, with an interval of two months.

This is very "humane". For example, the sect that eavesdropped on just now, the first trial of the Xianzong trial last time was on the island. The surviving contestants in the state were sent back to Danxia Port.

This "preliminary test" is equivalent to a sea election. Thousands of outstanding sects from all sides will be eliminated in the end, and only a few hundred will be left. The winner will also participate in a fair "competition". Enter Penglai Xianzong.

In the "Great Martial Arts Contest", monks compete one-on-one. There are no restrictions on fisting skills or talismans, and there is no limit to cultivation. The test is the comprehensive strength of each contestant. As long as you stand at the end, you will be the final winner.

Therefore, the monks who just arrived at Danxia Port made the port lively. Some experienced people exchanged information with each other. Potential competitors are killed in the cradle.

As a result, in the streets and alleys of Danxia Port, corpses inexplicably increased. Cultivators and monks, sects and sects joined forces with each other. Before the trial of Xianzong began, a scene was previewed, which also made the city lord in charge of Danxia Port He was in a state of desperation, he could still manage one or two troublemakers, and now almost all the best people from the East Pole State have come, maybe they could smash his city lord's mansion, and he pretended not to see many things.
When returning to the guest room, Zhao Ziyu was still thinking hard in front of the boiler, sketching something in the notebook from time to time, when Lin Yiyi saw Mu Lan opened the door, she greeted happily.

"Lanlan, you're finally back, I'm so bored to death"

"Hey, why did you mention two crabs?"

"Ah!" Mu Lan just remembered that the old man sold her crabs and took them all the way. At that time, it was just to find out the news, so she didn't take the seafood in that cage, but only took away two crabs symbolically.

"Seafood is my favorite!" Lin Yiyi called the big brother, "I want to eat steamed sea crabs tonight!"

Gu Qingyuan said helplessly: "Then I have to discuss it with the shopkeeper."

Throwing the crab to Lin Yiyi who was happy, Mu Lan came to Zhao Ziyu who was in a strange expression.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by papers full of words and graphics. The "boiler" was dismantled into four parts, and he was staring at one of the structures in a daze.

"How's it going?" Mu Lan picked up a piece of straw paper with a rune circuit drawn on it, densely filled with formulas, and then asked, "Did you find anything?"

"Huh?" Mu Lan found that Zhao Ziyu was almost insane, her expression sometimes blank, sometimes fanatical, and asked for a long time without any response, so she looked at other people.

"He has been like this since the morning." A Feng said beside him.

"Yeah, he doesn't eat or drink, I think he's gone mad!" Lin Yiyi said with a speechless expression.

"It should not be a demon." Gu Qingyuan said solemnly: "There is no sign of true energy flowing in his body."

Everyone chattered and discussed, Mu Lan shook her head helplessly, then stood in front of Zhao Ziyu and snatched the parts from him.

"what!"

Zhao Ziyu yelled, he recovered from his thoughts, and looked up at Mu Lan in a daze.

"Mulan?"

"Ah, you came just in time!"

Zhao Ziyu excitedly pulled Mu Lan to sit on the ground, then picked up the draft at hand, and began to babble.

"I told them, but no one can understand."

"You came just in time, take a look at these structures."

"This is the transmission method of spiritual energy, and it is a reciprocating power structure!"

"My God!"

Zhao Ziyu yelled: "This is simply a genius idea! This is the most outstanding invention in the hidden world!"

The few onlookers were almost stunned. Lin Yiyi elbowed Ah Feng, and said in a low voice, "He's already possessed, do you want to give him a massage on the back of his head? Sleep therapy?"

Listening to those words, Mu Lan understood what Zhao Ziyu meant. Her expression was equally astonished. She didn't care about Zhao Ziyu's beaming eyebrows, but asked, "You mean, this is a machine? A power machine?"

"That's right!" Zhao Ziyu snapped his fingers, as if in front of him was an invention he had researched, and said with Yourong: "This is a prime mover! A prime mover driven by aura to transform energy into mechanical work! "

He looked around, and after seeing everyone's strange expressions, he finally realized that his behavior was a bit exaggerated, so he covered his mouth and restrained his tone, and said word by word:
"If this thing comes out, everyone in the Lingyin world, including mortals, can use aura to transform their lives! The whole world will change!"

(End of this chapter)