At the barren mountain, several monks stopped what they were doing and looked at the somewhat restless senior brother.
The senior brother was spinning around in circles like an ant that couldn't find its direction, with a cloudy face. At this time, the youngest monk really couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Senior brother, make a decision early."
The senior brother stopped, his face was as gloomy as water, and he said slowly: "Am I being deceived again?"
"You have been deceived not once or twice. Your reputation as a god of predictability has been spread everywhere, and you don't care how many times it happens. In these years, Tianqing Palace has not deceived you."
The eldest brother sighed and looked at the barren mountains and ridges with no one on all sides and full of poisonous weeds and insects. He said sadly: "I'm afraid I have really hurt you this time..."
All the senior brothers waved their hands: "It doesn't matter, as long as senior brother pays our wages for the past few days."
Senior Brother gritted his teeth and said: "Let's go to Qingming!"
"Wait a minute, there's no mission, how can we get there? The ancestor's rules are that you can't just run away empty-handed when you go out, you must be paid."
The senior brother slapped his head: "I almost forgot, this matter is easy to handle!"
He turned to the youngest monk and said, "Do you have a brother in Tianqing Hall?"
"Yes."
"Ask him to send a bounty mission and invite the weapon refiner to refine the magic weapon in the Qingming Realm. The reward is whatever you want. Then you accept the mission and let him return the meritorious service to you privately."
The young monk was silent for a moment and said, "Senior Brother, the handling fee is very expensive."
The senior brother gritted his teeth again: "I'll do it!"
One day later, this small team of monks finally packed up their luggage and left this barren mountain.
At this time, in the Qingming Realm, the discussion of siege cannons had already deviated from its original intention and was heading in the direction of Hedao.
According to Xu Wenwu's memory, the concept of siege cannon is very vague, but its function is clear, that is, it must be powerful enough to blast through solid fortifications, including city walls.
In this world, regardless of the human race or the alien race, the city walls have been reinforced with magic, changing the material properties. The strength is no worse than the reinforced concrete mentioned by Xu Wenwu. If you want to blast open the Wu Clan's city wall, the power must be great, so powerful
It would take hundreds of kilograms of gunpowder to be loaded into it.
The siege cannon in Xu Wenwu's memory was definitely not good. The shells were too small and not powerful enough. The people in Taichu Palace in Qingming at this time were all geniuses chosen at the moment. Both Xianji and Tianji had powerful souls, and their spiritual consciousness was like lightning.
It's not clever in the worldly sense. After some discussion, everyone abstracted the problem into how to send the cannonball to the head of the Wu Clan City.
There are many solutions to this problem. Cui Yu proposed to directly refine the cannonballs into magic weapons and fly them like flying swords. Strong monks can also transport multiple cannonballs by one person, so the firepower problem can be solved at the same time.
This suggestion was immediately rejected by Wei Yuan. There was no other reason than that the eldest son of the Cui family did not know how expensive the magic weapon was and how expensive it was to hire a weapon refiner. In Young Master Cui's mind, this kind of elementary magic weapon was
There is no need to pick it up if it falls on the ground.
Instead of magic weapons, there are many ways to transport cannonballs. Master Chue He proposed that he could plant a few tree-like demon vines on the edge of the boundary. This is a kind of monster that looks like a spiritual plant. It is ten feet high and has many creatures.
The vine arm is extremely powerful. At that time, the cannonball can be tied to its vine arm, and when the wheel reaches a certain speed, it can be thrown out. It can be easily thrown hundreds of miles away.
It's just that this kind of monster takes thirty years to grow after being planted, and even if it is transplanted, it will take three years before it can be used, so this plan was naturally rejected.
The finally selected plan was proposed by Ji Liuli. This plan requires setting up a formation within the boundary, allowing the cannonballs to float in the formation, and then the monks use Taoist power to push the cannonballs forward, one by one. In theory, as long as the formation is enough
If it is long and there are enough monks, the cannonball will eventually gain enough speed and it will not be a problem to throw it hundreds of miles away.
And if the formation is long enough, the cultivation requirements for the monks will be greatly reduced, as long as they are Taoist. As long as more people line up and each person pushes one along the way, the cannonballs can be increased to a high speed of a hundred feet in an instant.
This plan was finally approved by everyone, and everyone worked together to discuss it for two days and gradually improved it.
Wei Yuan really had no money, so he could only use more monks and less materials, so he decided to build a thousand-foot-long formation, with three hundred Taoist monks, who would push the cannonballs in groups of two. Now the Qingming Realm is full of waste.
There is nothing, but there are a lot of monks who need to consolidate the Taoist foundation, so just give them stutters. Now that the siege cannon's mount is available, the only problem is the power of the shells. At this time, Sun Yu is alone, and the gunpowder production can no longer keep up.
, after all, several raw materials were originally used as medicinal materials, and the stocking volume could not be large. So the mining was placed in front of Wei Yuan.
You don't have to be an expert to open a mine, you just need to know a little bit about the earth's veins. It mainly relies on a large number of monks to use their spiritual sense to explore the underground.
An ordinary Daoji monk can roughly detect the distribution of earth veins about three feet around the mine tunnel. With the help of Qingming, Wei Yuan can detect almost three hundred feet. So in theory, as long as there are a few hundred monks, it can be roughly equivalent to one in terms of prospecting.
Dharma-level monks do not necessarily need advanced cultivation.
It just so happens that prospecting and digging holes is also a good way to consolidate the road foundation.
Although there are many newly promoted Daoji monks in Wei Yuan's hands, they are used in more places, so it is obvious that there is not enough manpower.
Just when he was worried, he suddenly sensed a flying boat sneaking into the realm. This flying boat's spiritual power fluctuated very weakly, and Wei Yuan didn't notice it until it had flown dozens of miles into the realm.
Fortunately, Feizhou released the Cui family's mark in time, so the fairy sword on its head was not chopped off.
Wei Yuan immediately appeared in front of the flying boat and led it to land outside Yong'an City. An old man walked out of the flying boat, and then he saw young people getting out of the flying boat one after another, seemingly endlessly, and finally there were
Hundreds of people stood in front of Wei Yuan.
Cui Yu also hurried over at this time. When he saw the old man, he was surprised and saluted: "Fifth uncle, why are you here?"
The old man was graceful and calm. He looked Cui Yu up and down, slowly showed a smile and said: "There are many people from the clan this time. Although they are all incompetent, after all, they all have the Cui family's blood on them."
It was not easy to come this way because of their blood. So the elders asked me to send them here so as not to alarm other families."
The so-called not alarming other families naturally refers to the Xu family.
The old man's aura is profound and he is obviously a highly cultivated Dharma practitioner and not an ordinary Dharma image.
Cui Yu introduced: "This is my fifth uncle Cui Xingjiang, and this is Wei Yuan, the Lord of Qingming Realm whom I told my family."
The old man looked Wei Yuan over, nodded and said, "Sure enough, Cui Yu is lucky to be able to work with you."
Wei Yuan saluted and said, "Brother Cui is also a great talent. It is a blessing to have Brother Cui help me."
The old man took out a small box and handed it over, saying: "This is the thank you gift this time. What the old lady means is that only three of this group of people can cast the foundation. If there are more, there will be additional
Thank you."
Wei Yuan took the box and put it away without opening it, saying: "I will try my best."
The old man nodded and said to Cui Yu: "There are many people in the clan who are watching this matter. Those who really need to become Taoji have not yet come. You have now caught the eyes of the clan elders. It may not be impossible to handle this matter."
Go one step further.”
Cui Yu said in a deep voice: "I will definitely try my best. It's just that my talents are limited and I don't expect a position in the family."
The old man sighed, showing a look of regret, and said slowly: "Although high cultivation does not mean everything, the Cui family has a great cause, and I don't know how many people are watching it. Not to mention that the Buddhist monks can't support it, even Zhenjun Yujing can support it.
You can't afford the entire Cui family. If you don't have enough cultivation, even if you sit in that position, the people below won't obey you."
Cui Yu said: "It has been like this for thousands of years, I understand."
The old man nodded, said no more, and left in his flying boat.
Watching Feizhou leave, Cui Yu suddenly smiled bitterly and said to Wei Yuan: "That's the truth, but I still feel a little unwilling to accept it!"
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Chapter completed!