Fu Yang tried to move his fingers covered by metal gloves, and found that they were very flexible and powerful!

He picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table, clenched his fist with his right hand, and smashed it towards the blade.

Click!

easily punched the fruit knife in half.

He could feel that this metal fist was very strong, almost perfectly inheriting the strength of the Thousand Machines Fury Sword—this was originally a variation of it.

"Dead fat cat, talk about it. What's going on? Is it that the Heavenly Refining Magic Weapon has such a special function? ”

Fu Yang asked Master Xiong.

This guy holds his two little paws in front of his chest and turns on the pretending mode. He said lightly: "Only the best of the Heavenly Refining Weapons will have a special ability. But what it is, except for the owner of the magic weapon, no one else knows. This demon fairy pinched his fingers like this, your Thousand Machine Fury Sword was made from the wreckage of a Thousand Machine Puppet. So it's very likely that its special ability is that it comes with a certain degree of Thousand Machines! ”

Thousand Machines?!

Fu Yang seems to have heard her talk about it once when he was chatting with Wei Ke.

In fact, the Thousand Machines Technique is also the Mechanism Technique in a broad sense.

A mechanism is a precision machine.

In a sense, it can be regarded as the ancient prototype of the machine industry in modern science.

But I don't know when it began, the art of a thousand machines and the mechanical manufacturing of a handful have been completely distinguished. Or to be precise, some ordinary people who are very smart but can't cultivate the Tao have comprehended the mechanical sense in the scientific sense from the Thousand Machines Technique!

Because, the art of a thousand machines is not only about mechanical manufacturing.

Instead, the supernatural power has been fused into the machine.

For example, Zhuge Liang's wooden oxen and flowing horse, made of wood and iron sheets, can walk and transport materials like a real buffalo and a real war horse?

From a scientific point of view, where is their motivation? I can't tell!

Because...... Their power source is mana! It's not what science says about steam, electricity, and so on.

So in fact, the Thousand Machines and Dao should be regarded as parallel inheritance schools.

It's a pity, I don't know why, after the dissipation of the Thousand Machines from generation to generation, there shouldn't be many people who are still proficient in it.

Fu Yang himself speculated that the Qin family was good at the manufacture of Thousand Machine Puppets, indicating that they were likely to be a branch of the ancient Thousand Machine Technique......

For a moment, he had a lot on his mind.

So I probably understood what Master Xiong meant.

"So dead fat cat, you mean to say that because the material of this black magic sword Heavenly Refining is a Thousand Machines Puppet, it itself may also have some variations of the Thousand Machines technique? It can be said that it is a magic weapon that fuses a thousand machine techniques! Like from a sword, into a fist? This means. ”

Xiong Ye patted Fu Yang's knee with his little paws: "That's right!" It's really teachable. Isn't that convenient for you? Swords can't be carried on planes, and there is nothing sharp about this kind of trap, so it should be okay to take them as objects, right? ”

However, Fu Yang still cried with a sad face......

"Theoretically, it's fine. It's just that this thing seems to be fixed in my hand after it becomes a trap, and I can't take it off at all, Nima! Do I have to tell them when I go through security that I'm a fake arm? ”

"Uh...... It should be no problem to add this statement with the documents of the zero group, right? ”

"Actually, I updated to know if this thing could turn into an iron box! That way, you don't have to worry about it, and you can still pack things. ”

"Okay, give it a try."

Xiong Ye was also very curious about whether this Thousand Machines Fury Sword was really like a Transformer, and it could also change into a strange form.

One person and one cat have been studying until the middle of the night, and the sky is almost dawn and there is no reason for it. I had no choice but to go to sleep......

On the afternoon of September 20, Jiangcheng International Airport.

Fu Yang was carrying a black backpack and a small suitcase for boarding passes.

"Oh yes ~ Ye is going to fly! Wow click. I want to fly into the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun, and there is no limit to the explosion of......"

The fat cat excitedly didn't want it in Fu Yang's arms, and even began to make random arrangements for songs. Apparently flying excites it.

In fact, Fu Yang also took a plane for the first time.

Although his family background is not too bad, there are actually a lot of train trips from Jiangcheng to Chongqing, and he can save money.

Now that I have money, of course I need a plane to travel, and it must be first class!

First Class has a dedicated check-in area, and you can sit on the sofa and wait.

"Hello sir, your pet cat is not allowed on the plane. Pets must be checked in and placed together with the salute. ”

The airport staff who checked in the boarding pass was a girl, very polite and always with a smile on her face.

Belch? Master Xiong can't fly?!

Fu Yang originally wanted to hold it in his arms, and Master Xiong also wanted to experience it......

It's a pity that these two guys didn't check it out on the Internet, and the animals can't enter the cabin at all.

Thump!

The girl was horrified to see a small gray-black turtle jump off the back of the pet cat that looked like a panda. Working hard is like climbing into Fu Yang's hands.

It's as if it understands that the fat cat is going to the warehouse, and he doesn't want to go with it.

She could only explain again: "Not only cats, but all animals and living creatures except people are not allowed on the plane." All sir, this cat and this little turtle of yours need to go to the animal check-in. ”

So, under the guidance of this sister, Fu Yang had no choice but to handle the animal consignment.

Taking advantage of Fu Yang's inattention, Master Xiong, the dead fat cat, was furious, scratching and scratching Fu Yang's knees. also lowered his voice and scolded: "Fu boy, I'll grass your uncle!" Grandma's, grandpa is a fairy, can't you fly? Nima actually wants to be consigned with the goods? I, Xiong Ritian, expressed dissatisfaction! Meow ......"

It was grabbed by a pair of large hands and put in an iron cage. Then it was put on the conveyor belt.

Fu Yang winked at the poor dead fat cat, and then Shi Shiran went to the registration gate to get on the plane.

I have to say that the first-class cabin is indeed luxurious, which makes Fu Yangshuang turn the sky upside down......

At the same time, in the cargo compartment where the animals were shipped. Poor Master Bear and Little Turtle are relying on each other.

"Damn Fu boy! Unexpectedly, such a noble lord was consigned with a bunch of salutes. I'm! ”

It patted its fat belly with its paws, and the meat swayed one after another, which was very funny.

This little turtle seemed to be on the side of Master Xiong this time, stretching its neck from the turtle shell, and nodding constantly.

Xiong Ye had an idea and said, "Is this good?" Let me tell you, do you know that there is a place called chrysanthemum on people's bodies? Otherwise, wait until you get off the plane. I'll stuff you into Fu Boy's chrysanthemum, keep him in pain, and you'll feel warm, cool and crooked...... Ah Nima! What are you biting your stomach, damn it, let go! ”

Before it could finish speaking, the little turtle jumped up from the ground and bit on the soft white belly of Master Xiong. (Four watches are over!) There will be another chapter later)