Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

It is also by virtue of this spiritual weapon that he has come to this point step by step.

Shen Tianyang glanced at the psychic heavy sniper in his hand, and at a glance he saw the main structure of the gun, which was psychic energy and machinery, and they were perfectly combined with the kinetic energy of the gun.

"Senior Shen, you must be able to see it?"

Mo Xiu couldn't help laughing.

If he hadn't found that book in the library, he never thought he would open this door.

Shen Tianyang stared blankly at the psionic weapon in his hand, and after a serious look, he suddenly couldn't help asking: "Why do you still transmit the psionic energy from the gun stock to the past, isn't the psionic energy controlled by yourself? This step can be completely omitted.”

Mo Xiu shook his head, "I've thought about this before, but if you condense spiritual energy directly, it will be very unstable, and the accuracy will be difficult to judge. After all, the priority of re-sniping is accuracy. If the hit rate is not enough, the power No matter how big it is."

Shen Tianyang nodded slightly, he probably understood, but after thinking for a moment, there was a gleam in his eyes.

"If psychic bullets can lead to hits, don't you need to consider the instability of psychic energy?"

Hearing Shen Tianyang's words, Mo Xiu first smiled, "But the heavy sniper is not the previous missile, how can it still guide it?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the whole person suddenly froze in place.

He completely understood what Shen Tianyang meant. Although the appearance was heavy-duty design, why did he have to follow the heavy-duty design?

In an instant, the whole person seemed to be opened to a certain way of thinking, and the whole person's thinking suddenly became different.

Shen Tianyang nodded, "Although it's a bit difficult, I think it's still feasible. It's just that if you guide it, the hit rate is negligible, but the speed of the psychic bullet will definitely decrease. This needs to be overcome."

"Actually, I have an idea, that is to change the attributes of psionic energy, like wind spells. If you use the psionic template to simulate the wind element..."

Shen's mother thought that Shen Youwei just stared at Shen's father and Mo Xiu in a daze, talking about some topics that she didn't understand at all.

It feels like Shen Tianyang's whole body is glowing at this time, and the scene that is almost invisible at ordinary times seems to be a different person at this time, no matter what Mo Xiu said.

Shen Tianyang can easily respond, and he can also keep up with the other party's thinking.

You must know that Mo Xiu is the deputy team of the Killing Team. At the same level, psionic energy and mechanical theory belong to the top level in the country.

But Shen Tianyang could answer all of them, and between the two of them, it felt like countless inspirations were colliding.

20 years ago, Sen Luo's top talent, 20 years later, has become Mo Xiu, the vice-team of the Killing Team.

In this moment, a complete collision.

This phone call lasted for half an hour and there was no sign of it ending.

Shen's mother was too lazy to wait for him, and the three of them went straight to dinner.

After eating for an hour, Shen Tianyang chatted more and more excitedly, and even walked into the small laboratory, flipping through books to verify the accuracy of the thinking between the two.

Naturally, the technology of the human race has not been completely eliminated. It just needs to be combined with spiritual energy to produce unexpected surprises.

There is always a need to take a step forward. If the combination of psionic energy and technology is more, then in the future, whether it is an auxiliary profession or a combat profession, it will be able to rise in a straight line.

Ye Xiang listened quietly, and probably understood a little bit.

Feeling the combination of psionic energy and technology, why is this idea somewhat similar to magic weapon?

After all, according to Dao Zang's records, as long as the magic weapon refined by oneself is suitable, others can use it.

Shaking his head slightly, after washing up, he took off his uniform and changed into casual clothes.

The whole family was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and it was rare for Ye Xiang not to be in a hurry to practice.

Mother Shen sat in the middle of the sofa, Ye Xiang sat on the left, and Shen Youwei sat on the right.

It seemed as if they had returned to the happy and harmonious appearance of the family more than half a year ago.

Mother Shen glanced at Ye Xiang, then at Youwei, and sighed helplessly.

These two are also stupid children.

Two days later, the whole country celebrates New Year's Eve.

Every family was beaming, without the decadent atmosphere of previous years.

The recovery of Jingzhou and Berkshire greatly inspired the fighting spirit of the people across the country.

However, at night, in the paradise that had been completely reduced to alien beasts, a graceful figure appeared.

She spread her four black wings, and even a strange beast sank under her feet with her charming figure.

Several powerful alien beasts slowly prostrated themselves on the ground with her at the center.

Not far away, a tiger-headed monster king slowly walked over, his eyes full of wildness and aggression.

The alien beasts in the whole world seem to be inferior to the alien races, but in the Qinling generation, they belong to their paradise world.

Countless powerful alien beasts have lived here for a hundred years, and their foundations are not weaker than any alien race.

There is no need to give face to any foreign race, even if the blood beast wants to make excuses, it is not so easy.

"Alien?"

The tiger-headed demon king stared at Nafier, feeling a slight threat, but more of a temptation.

Seeing the strange beasts all around her prostrate on the ground, they stopped and did not approach rashly.

Seeing the scene of the tiger-headed demon king, Nafier couldn't help but smile.

"It's really interesting. You can say that you have the same ancestor as the human race, but they have completely different evolutionary methods. Beasts and humans, it seems that there is actually not much difference."

The tiger-headed demon king has seen the world, but although the woman in front of her looks similar to a human in appearance, the pair of wings behind her is obviously impossible to be human.

Soon, the tiger-headed demon king gradually had an answer that horrified him.

royal!

"Oh, it seems that the orcs still have some brains." Nafier couldn't help but teased.

Hu Si stared at her, but as the monster king of the beast race, his self-esteem and pride did not allow him to retreat, let alone run away. He was not a wild boar, a bunch of garbage who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

"You alien beasts, like the human race, rely on your own evolution, but the way you evolve is to devour your own race, but I can give you an opinion, how about devouring blood spirits?"

Nafiel took out the Throne Blood Spirit of the Hitomima alien race and said.

Hu Si curled his lips and smiled, "You would be so kind and willing to give it to me like this? Do you really think I'm a fool?"

"Oh, don't say that."

Nafeier walked towards him little by little, Hu Si couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, his whole body was like fried hair, and his tiger eyes were vigilant: "If you take a step forward, then don't blame me."

"The orcs will not cooperate with any foreign race, including your royal family!"

Nafier really stopped, but there was a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, and she raised her head and pointed to the purple moon in the sky.

"Look, you're so careful, haven't you been tricked?"