"It is precisely by virtue of his talent in the way of medicine that the old man of Yaoding has overwhelmed Bian Que, Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing and other medical saints to become the sect master of contemporary medicine!"

"This!"

Listening to the experience of the old man Yaoding, Huo Feiran couldn't help but be silent.

Such an existence is indeed worthy of admiration. No wonder the arrogant King Chengjun did not dare to be the slightest presumptuous in front of him, and the other heads of the family were even more humble like slaves.

"That's too much to come here this time ... ”

Huo Feiran didn't believe Chu Feng'er's words at all, perhaps, there was a relationship between the Bai family, but it was definitely not the main thing.

The Bai family is a disguise.

To conceal the existence of the true purpose ...

"I don't know if I'm old!"

"Although Lao Yu was born in the Hua family and has been inherited from the ancient book "Green Capsule Book", after all, he has not achieved the grandmaster, nor is he the head of the family. ”

"There is a huge gap with the old man of Yaoding, and there is no way to understand... ”

Looking at Huo Feiran's curious eyes, Hua An's face couldn't help but show a trace of helplessness.

"Yes!"

Huo Feiran didn't ask again, because he knew that Hua An was telling the truth.

The old man of Yaoding appeared suddenly, and he left suddenly, he politely refused the retention of the major forces, and rushed directly to Zhibei County. It seems that his purpose is as simple as he said, it is for the Bai family.

However, King Chengjun, Huo Feiran and others didn't think so.

Their intelligence agencies were fully activated, and information was aggregated.

If Old Man Yaoding and Chu Feng'er were here, they would find that their usual seemingly casual words were carefully recorded.

Compared with the chickens and dogs in Beijun, Situ Xing, who was in the center of the whirlpool, seemed much more stable.

All his thoughts now are on people's livelihood.

He came from a later generation, and although he had never experienced war, he understood better than anyone else the importance of stability in the base area.

After all, a spark can start a prairie fire.

His current situation is much better than that of Taizu.

With such an advantage, how could he give it up?

The transmission of instructions one by one, the originally somewhat turbulent environment quickly stabilized. And because a lot of wealthy assets were confiscated, the treasury, which was originally a little stretched, also became full.

This also made Situ have to sigh with emotion, killing and setting fire to the gold belt.

That's true!

And with the progress of the annexation, the sphere of influence of Zhibei County increased greatly.

Montenegro!

Guo Bei!

Surabaya!

。。。

With the capture of the surrounding counties, Situ felt that his sphere of influence was constantly expanding.

The invisible legal net in the air is enveloping the wider and wider.

However, he did not settle down, nor did he blindly expand externally, but was like a well-fed python, quietly entangled in a ball, slowly digested.

However, in Situ Xing's view, these are all petty fights, because he is plotting a shocking plan.

A hidden workshop in Zhibei County.

More than a dozen young craftsmen surrounded the old craftsmen, their eyes burning at a huge machine.

"This time it must be successful!"

The gray-haired Mo Laohei stood in front of a mechanical puppet cast of dark iron, incomparably tall, like a mountain, his eyes full of hope.

"Master Mo, can you start?"

The young craftsman next to him asked with some hope.

"Let's get started!"

Mo Laohei carefully checked for a long time, and after not finding any loopholes, he said heavily.

"Great!"

After receiving Mo Laohei's affirmative reply, the young craftsman took out a crystal from his arms that was as transparent as ice and snow, emitting a shimmering light, and full of mystery, and put it in the core reactor with a solemn face.

Rumble!

At the moment when the hedron was placed in the core reactor.

A red light suddenly rose from the hearth, and the surging power flowed like water.

Huge, wrinkled, jagged gears snap together and spin.

Outside the mechanical golem, the lever-like arm begins to reciprocate with the help of gears.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Look at the spinning machine that keeps shuttling back and forth.

Mo Laohei's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of excitement.

It worked!

Finally it worked!

I finally completed the entrustment of Lord Situ, and built the first mechanical textile machine in Daqian through the Mojia machine technique!

But the excitement didn't last long ...

Because the huge machine slowly stopped moving under the interference of some unknown force, and the hedron that looked like red coal in the furnace lost its red brilliance.

"What is this?"

"Did you fail again?"

Looking at the stopped mechanical arm and the broken gears inside, the old craftsman Mo Laohei's face couldn't help but have a faint sense of helplessness.

"Master Mo!"

"Failed again!"

"Is the gear not stiff enough?"

The young craftsmen around him gathered around, looking at the loom that was not moving, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of anxiety. Said babblingly.

"How could it not be enough!"

"The iron used now is used to forge weapons and dark iron!"

"Those soft Burmese irons can't be compared to him at all!"

"Since the hardness is enough!"

"Why do you break the gears every time?"

"It's really evil!"

"Weird!"

"Weird!"

The young craftsmen gathered together and kept discussing, and Mo Laohei was also squatting next to the machine with an ugly face.

I thought it would be a very easy task.

After all, the power device is not unusual for the Mo family.

You must know that transmission devices are used in the machine car and puppet, so when he saw the drawings provided by Situ Xing, he agreed without any hesitation.

The process went surprisingly smoothly as he had imagined, and he made the appropriate makeovers.

Changed the original steam drive to a spar burner.

The spar is a special energy, according to Mo Laohei's calculations, a spar can maintain the operation of the machinery for a whole year.

From an economic point of view, as well as from a human point of view, it is far more than coal.

After telling Situ about this idea, Situ was also very supportive, and asked him to build a mechanical loom.

The process of forging the design went surprisingly smoothly...

Whether it is a core furnace, a gear drive, or a connection to the loom.

Although it is troublesome, it is not difficult for the skilled craftsmen of the Mo family!

But what really made him desperate was that during the operation of the mechanical loom, all the very strange and all the damage.

At first, they thought it was because the hardness of the gear was not hard enough, and they kept changing the material.

From ordinary cast iron, upgraded to Burmese iron, and even the last dark iron...

However, the results are hopeless.

It is as if there is a force that hinders the birth of machinery, and no matter what kind of material, it will eventually turn into a pile of scrap metal.