The surging black and red power poured into the Taiji diagram.

Su Ding's expression was ecstatic, and every time he inhaled a new mysterious spirituality in the evil thought space, it would make people feel a sense of pleasure in being treated by that.

This feeling simply made Su Ding, as a straight man, ashamed and unstoppable.

Wei Qingyan is just a cute girl, in case the patient is a cheap dad in the future, wouldn't it be a big man like a cheap father......

Thinking of this, Su Ding suddenly woke up from the chaotic dream world.

It worked!

The black and red vortex of Wei Qingyan Yintang showed a clear trend of shrinking.

The negative state of mind of moderate anxiety has disappeared, and several other negative states have improved slightly.

The Taiji Diagram had taken a total of a thousand Gou Gray Mist powers, and it would take twenty days to recover at the current recovery rate.

As a harvest, Su Ding absorbed two hundred black and red power from Wei Qingyan.

After thinking about it, Su Ding smiled strangely.

It's as if something unspeakable has been exchanged.

Judging from the superficial data, Su Ding seems to have suffered a loss.

Men, this kind of thing always suffers.

Not really.

First of all, the power of the gray mist can be slowly restored.

Second, Su Ding got what he wanted most.

Absorbing Wei Qingyan's black-red power meant that a certain skill could be obtained from her.

What are Wei Qingyan's skills?

Nature is her ability to imbue parts with mystical spirituality on a large scale.

When the two were talking a few years ago, Wei Qingyan once proposed that Su Ding could make parts, and she would endow her with mysterious spirituality.

At that time, Su Ding thought of a better solution.

The production of the Wei family's military parts is naturally more profitable, but it also has to face a strong opponent.

And with Wei Qingyan's experience, Su Ding can completely expand his business to any field, why do he have to get along with the Wei family?

Wei Qingyan slept deeply, and Su Ding didn't disturb her.

Covered her with a blanket and crept out of the room.

As soon as he opened the door, Su Ding was startled.

Steward Liu stood at the door with a water pipe in his hand and a gloomy face.

"Steward Liu, are you going to repair the water pipes for my house?"

Steward Liu caught a glimpse of Wei Qingyan, who was sleeping under a blanket, and his expression became even colder.

"Xiao Su Langzhong, may I ask if you were healing just now?"

Su Ding smiled: "Otherwise?"

"Didn't you do anything else?" Steward Liu's fingers holding the steel pipe turned white.

Su Ding rolled his eyes: "I don't believe it, go in and see." ”

The loyal housekeeper Liu rushed in quickly, found that the young lady was fully dressed and had a deep sleep, and then came out to apologize with an embarrassed face.

Hearing Steward Liu's explanation, he understood what was going on.

It turned out that after hypnotizing into the dream world, Wei Qingyan would cry for a while, beg for mercy for a while, and make some strange sounds from time to time.

Steward Liu thought that the young lady was being bullied, and happened to see Su Ding come out.

Su Ding was curious: "What is this strange sound?"

Steward Liu had an expression on his face that he didn't say anything.

It seemed that Wei Qingyan still had to sleep for a while, so Su Ding said hello to Steward Liu and went to the backyard.

A room in the backyard was repurposed into a studio.

There are axles prepared by Su Ding years ago.

Su Ding hasn't tried it since the ultimate CD was turned up, so it's just this time to see the effect.

The carving knife has an inexplicable familiarity in the hand.

This is the experience of cheap daddy Su Ergou.

Su Ding was not in a hurry to act.

Relying solely on stealing someone else's skills will never turn it into something of your own.

Each etching is like a cramming study, and only when it is truly transformed into something of oneself can it be regarded as free from the limitations of the space of evil thoughts.

Just like now.

The gray mist tentacles agitated by the Taiji diagram are like a template placed in front of you.

Su Ding can be etched according to the template, this is the best road map.

And in Su Ergou's memory, his seal comes from trial and error again and again, and from a small number of mysterious spirits obtained by constantly worshipping the demon lord.

Because the mystery cannot be looked at directly, he can only find the answer through constant summarization.

For this seal, Su Ergou spent three years.

And many family workshops even need to be worshiped for several generations before they can finally find the complete seal.

That's why the status of the worshippers is so high.

Su Ding's starting point from the beginning was countless times higher than Su Ergou.

Etching begins.

Su Ding's eyes flashed with a strange gray mist, and the whole room was filled with the smell of rust.

Su Ding's fingertips did not release the power of the gray mist, but simply copied the pattern he saw.

There is no need to endow mystical spirituality with a greatly reduced expenditure of energy.

There is enough power of gray mist in the Taiji diagram for Su Ding to consume.

It took only about five minutes to complete a complete set of seals.

And what Su Ding consumed was just the power of 'Yigou' in the observation process.

Simple!

Su Ding was overjoyed.

In this way, the production of printing parts will be considerable.

The value of the stamped parts, even if it is an ordinary one, is comparable to a thousand ordinary parts.

He saw countless silver dollars rolling in.

Su Ding made ten axles in one go.

I clearly felt that that proficiency did not come from memory, but from my own instinct.

The intricate and strange seals each look different, and this is the strangeness of mystical spirituality.

It is obviously a seal with the same effect, but the pattern is different every time.

It's simply a built-in anti-theft function, and others can't steal it if they want to.

Without a fixed format, there are no drawings, and without drawings there is no way to scale up production.

Unable to expand production, printed parts will remain niche and rare.

This is an important reason for the existence of a large number of small family-run workshops.

Here's the problem.

How did the Wei family achieve large-scale production of semi-finished products?

Su Ding summoned the black and red power circling in the Taiji diagram.

The power of black and red has an inexplicable sense of irritability.

Compared to the cold and silent power of the gray mist, it was even more difficult to control.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this property that it is more suitable for making military parts.

So what is its mystical spirituality?

Su Ding began to slowly release this power.

A faint black energy appeared.

Su Ding suddenly heard the roars of the crowds in his ears, as if he was charging on the battlefield.

Immediately after the voice dimmed, Su Ding inexplicably felt that the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

Hey.

A shrill laugh came from the side, and Su Ding looked over.

I found a twisted body in the corner of the wall with his back to his skin, peeling and blackened, with a little red tenderness, as if he had just come out of the fire.

Su Ding's face was expressionless, where did this thing come from?

He asked, "Immortals?"

No response.

"Youkai?"

The thing began to turn slowly, revealing a face ravaged by the flames for ten thousand years.

It opened its mouth, and the flesh of its lips made an unbearable tearing sound from the adhesions, which was creepy.

The impact of this picture can be called a top horror movie.

Su Ding clapped his hands and suddenly realized: "It turns out that he looks so ugly is a ghost." Hello brother, did you eat in the morning?"