Chapter 168 Think carefully "Everyone is good at different things, and they think about the same problem in different ways, so today I invited Senior Brother Hou Jinzhang and Senior Sister Xu Yannan to come here." In order to save time, Wei Wenxin directly took out the note box from yesterday and gave one to each of them. "Brothers and sisters, please introduce yourselves to everyone first. We will take turns to pick a question to answer. If we encounter a question we are not good at, we can pass it to others. How about that?" The three of them sat on the turtle's back together. Looking around, the square was dark! Hou Jinzhang and Xu Yannan's palms were soaked, but they managed to hold on. They nodded seriously and began to introduce themselves in a deep voice. Master, name, main martial arts and swordsmanship, what one is good at, etc. After the two finished speaking, there was thunderous applause. Wei Wenxin was just about to ask a question when he saw three boxes floating up. The turtle said in a muffled voice, "For the sake of fairness, I'll draw." I don't know what medicine it took wrongly, but it has been particularly active these past two days. He put the box of notes under his chin, held it with his two front paws, and slowly said to his disciples: "If you have any questions, feel free to write a note and bring it here. I'll put it in for you!"
This is really, really surprising. Wei Wenxin and the other two didn't care who drew the lottery. They did this just to make it fair. It was also good if someone was willing to do it for them. If someone else had raised this question, they might have suspected that the other party was taking advantage of this to make a profit. They thought that the spirit turtle had been lying here for who knows how many years and might just be bored and want to find something to do, so no one took it seriously. Unexpectedly, when the Q&A session was over that day, the spirit turtle called the three of them. "You want a magic weapon?" "What kind of magic weapon?" This spirit turtle is the biological son of Xuanwu, and its bloodline is not bad, but it has always been alone and has no contract with anyone. When Wei Wenxin was a child, he had complained about it countless times, saying that no one wanted it because it must be too lazy. Later I found out that it had been contracted with a human when it was born. Later its owner died in the war and it was seriously injured. It took many years to recover and it has never been contracted again since then. Her master once told her that she should treat the spirit turtle as an ancestor to be raised with honor. All three of them are weapon refiners, and they just want a magic weapon, which is easy enough. "A large jar with different small holes in different directions. If the disciples have any doubts, they can throw them into the jar in different categories. When the high-level monks are free, they can randomly pick out questions and answer them, and then the disciples who put in the questions can receive them." The spirit turtle imagined what the big jar looked like, and the light in his eyes became brighter the more he spoke. The three of them scratched their chins and began to discuss technical matters. "It's easy to just make a container with compressed space to store things in different categories." Wei Wenxin has a wine jug, which was given to her by the owner of the tavern in Yinfeng Daji. It is not of high quality, but it can store wine separately. This technique is indeed very basic in the world of immortal cultivation. "It's also very easy to achieve a completely random draw. All you need to do is input some spiritual energy and let the exit spray out a random picture." "How can we notify the disciple who asked the question?" "When you put the questions in, do you also include a sound transmission note?"
"But what if he's not at home when this question is drawn?" If the sound transmission exceeds a certain distance, it cannot be received. “Why not build a long corridor along the foot of the mountain, and have people copy the answers and hang them on the wall so that everyone can see them.” This way, whoever wants to answer questions can come at any time. Don't worry about giving an incomplete answer or being nervous in front of everyone. There is no need to waste the disciples' time by gathering here all day long to listen to knowledge that they may not need. "In case the person answering the question has a low level of cultivation and messes up things, you can also set the spiritual power strength to a certain level before you can successfully input spiritual power and let the magic weapon spit out questions." "When answering questions, you need to stamp your answer with your personal seal. This way, even for the sake of your own face, no one will give a blind answer and mislead others." …… The two discussed for a long time. Wei Wenxin understood immediately. She was making too much noise, and the sect wanted to stop her, but they didn't know how to say it, so they asked the spirit turtle to pass the message. As a result, the disciples delayed their studies and their normal life rhythm was disrupted. This is not what the sect’s leaders want to see. Wei Wenxin did not do these things for the sake of being in the limelight. Realizing this, she was grateful to the spirit turtle for giving her a good idea, bowed deeply to thank it, and simply agreed to take care of the magic weapon. After watching it leave, the turtle nodded with satisfaction and lay down on the ground again. From a distance, it looks like a small hill. In the afternoon, I went to the refining room as usual to refine the scanning pen and the photo-taking jade. When she heard Zhang, Xu and Uncle Qingyan discussing how to design this magic weapon, she was still willing to join in the discussion. When she finished work in the evening, it was late at night and she didn't bring her spirit beast with her. She climbed up Lingyun Peak pitifully, and her shoulders collapsed. "Hey~" There was a long sigh, and even Taoist Qingyuan heard it on the top of the mountain. A few days ago, he was full of fighting spirit and seemed determined to conquer the world. What happened now? [Why are you sighing? Come up quickly! ] Wei Wenxin received the message and knew that his master was not practicing, so he immediately ran up the mountain. When I got to the mountain, I found that my two junior sisters and one junior brother were there. The four masters and apprentices set up a table in the yard and were watching the moon and eating melons. A crystal clear spiritual plant was placed on the shelf, with round and plump leaves, thin and long flower stalks, and silver bulging buds dotted on them... Just raise your eyes slightly and you can see it.
No wonder they don’t practice late at night. This dew flower blooms only once a year, in the second half of the night when the dew falls. The petals are transparent and white, and the receptacle is pink and tender. When the dew falls, it will automatically condense on the petals and turn into a sparkling drop. Collect them together, it is great for making tea or making perfume. Wei Wenxin never had the patience to do these so-called elegant things, thinking that they were a waste of time. Plus, she was really busy these days, so she didn't care that they secretly enjoyed the flowers without inviting her. He found a seat and sat down. He took a melon from the basket beside him and put it on the table. He cut it into small pieces and started to eat it. Yu Fengshuang and the others looked at each other and signaled to Yang Xingchen with their eyes. Yang Xingchen was almost raised by the senior sister, so she was always a little soft-hearted towards him. When the eldest sister is in a bad mood, she asks him to comfort her, and the effect is quite outstanding. Yang Xingchen immediately took out a plate from his storage ring: "Big sister, are you hungry? You've been busy till this hour, and you haven't eaten yet? I have some snacks packed from Tianxianglou." Wei Wenxin took the snack and took a bite. She felt her throat was a little dry, so she simply took out a pot of wine. After thinking about it, he took a few more wine glasses and poured them some. She is not a miser who eats alone. Melon, snacks, and wine. Looking at these, Taoist Qingyuan was speechless. The flowers haven't even bloomed yet! The good atmosphere has been ruined. "What happened?" Wei Wenxin told the story. "In the end, I didn't think it through and was too wishful. Alas! I disrupted the normal order of the sect." Most likely, the master uncle was reluctant to say it, fearing that it would hurt her enthusiasm, so he asked the spirit turtle to hint her. This is always the case. "You've never done this before, so it's normal for you to have some things you haven't considered. Isn't it enough to just solve a problem when you encounter one? Why are you acting like this?" Taoist Qing Yuan comforted him for a long time, then thought about it and said: "I think Senior Linggui's idea is a good one. You can invent a magic weapon and place it in front of the Wanjian Sect's headquarters around the world, and answer the collected questions once in a while." This will not disturb others and will also help everyone. She had always felt bad about taking the donation and wanted to do something about it, so this was a good thing to do. Wei Wenxin was not the kind of person who liked to feel sad about the passing of time. He felt upset for a while, and just as Taoist Qingyuan had thought, he began to think about how to solve the problem. This magic weapon is a bit complicated. I need to think carefully about how to refine it. (End of this chapter)