Fangcun Mountain.

At Rotten Peach Mountain.

Dusk has passed, and night has fallen.

Zhan Wuzha took out his watch and looked at the time, then walked to the three-star cave of the oblique moon, came to the world of this cave, looked up to the sky, the day and night inside the outside world are the same, and the stars in the sky can also be observed.

But it was difficult for him to judge the location of the three-star cave of the oblique moon through the stars, and he thought that it would be good if he could learn this method of opening up the cave world, and it would be even better if he could learn a method similar to the Buddha kingdom in his palm.

Zhan Wuzha knows that he has his own intervention now, but he can't copy the situation of the original work, in case the Bodhi Patriarch has to refer to the matter of Huangshi Gong's throwing, and he doesn't understand it, then it will be bad.

At this time.

Many of the disciples of the patriarch have also gone to bed.

Zhan Wuzha's mind moved, controlled the old venom to transform into intercolumnar cells, refined Chakra to perform the technique of Mu Dunmu clone, and let the wooden clone with the same face and body shape as himself go to the Chase Shop to rest.

Let's say that after Wukong left from Rotten Peach Mountain during the day, he and his senior brothers were as usual, but they were secretly anxiously waiting for dark, and at dusk, they went to bed as usual, but they were pretending to sleep, resting and remembering, and secretly estimating the time.

Naturally, Wukong also found that Wuzha's junior brother went back to the house to sleep, but there was no sound on his face.

Zhan Wuzha himself used the old venom breeding suit to exert several variant abilities, completely constricted his body and aura, and came to the back door of the wooden house where the Bodhi Patriarch lived.

He saw that the wooden door was half-open and half-hidden, and after thinking about it, he still sat quietly by the rock on the side, his body and breath completely integrated with the rock, waiting for the time to come.

As time passes, bit by bit.

Zhan Wuzha combed through everything he had learned again, and only tested some inconspicuous abilities in the previous month, and most of the abilities were not verified.

And the molecular control of the mutant ability that he relied on the most was slightly reduced, and the reason was that the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was quite strong, and the ordinary matter also contained more or less aura energy, which interfered with the ability of molecular control of this variant.

Of course, there are also factors that have underdeveloped molecular control over the ability of variants.

After a while.

"I can't perform the transformation technique by myself, I don't know if it will affect the change technique of cultivation in the future."

It's a pity that Zhan Wuzha secretly said, after all, this transformation technique is quite practical, but fortunately, he can use the complete multiplication technique and super multiplication technique obtained from the members of the Mid-Autumn Festival Taoist at the root, as well as other ninjutsu illusions.

Now, in order to achieve the effect of transformation, you can only use the Venom Breeding Outfit to perform a mutant ability like a demon girl, but it is a little less fun.

As for the reason, it is difficult to guess, after all, the transformation technique cannot be performed, and there may be a reason for the complexity of energy in the body, but the multiplication technique can be performed, and it has become confusing.

After a while.

Zhan Wuzha actually had a feeling that he was living like a year, thinking about his cultivation of the Jindan Dao, and he was also a little worried that his qualifications and understanding were insufficient, and when the time came, he would be embarrassed if he couldn't cultivate.

After a long time.

The other side.

Sun Wukong estimated that it was already a child, got up gently, put on his clothes, and saw that the chase was on the pavement, and Wuzha's junior brother was breathing slowly, but there was no other movement, his brows were furrowed, he didn't think about it, he stepped forward gently, and the monkey hand scratched Wuzha's hair.

Suddenly.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, suddenly understood, stole open the front door, cleverly avoided the public, walked out of the hall, looked up at the bright moon, looked left and right, and quietly planned to walk outside the back door from the old path.

Let's say that the wooden clone has a feature that can transmit information back to the main body without detonating it.

Yes, when Zhan Wuzha walked to the wooden door at the back door and was about to walk in, he found that Sun Wukong was informing himself of the wooden clone, and his heart was moved, and he thought about it, and used the wooden clone to perform illusions to transmit the information to Sun Wukong.

Then he controlled the wooden clone to separate another wooden clone, so that the wooden clone changed into the appearance of Sun Wukong, and lay back to the position where Sun Wukong was originally sleeping.

In addition, the wooden clone has another characteristic, that is, whether it is casting the wooden clone or letting the wood clone perform the change technique, it can be completely silent.

Compared with the shadow clone that makes a bang sound at every turn, and the sound of scattering and banging, the wooden clone is really much more hidden.

Not much.

Outside the back door of the wooden house where the patriarch lived.

Sun Wukong saw Zhan Wuzha waiting for him there, his heart was moved, he stepped forward, bowed his hand, noticed that the wooden door was half open and half hidden, his heart was happy, and he whispered: "Master really paid attention to preaching with us, so the door was open." ”

"Well, come, let's go inside!"

Zhan Wuzha nodded slightly, said softly, and with a movement of his mind, he controlled the old venom cultivation suit to exert his spatial jumping ability and teleport directly into the door.

Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly lit up, although he had already known that Wuzha's junior brother was a mentor with art, and there were many strange treasures and obscene skills, he came back to his senses and moved sideways into the half-open and half-hidden wooden door, without squeaking.

Subsequently.

Zhan Wuzha and Sun Wukong walked into the wooden house from the back door, passed by the back hall and came to the house, and found that it was different from what they saw outside the house.

I saw a flame rising in the palm of the Bodhi Patriarch, and there were a lot of gold and iron things tumbling in the flames, or being stretched, or being squeezed, and from time to time there were some gold and iron things flying into the flames, and I didn't know what treasures were being refined.

When Sun Wukong saw it, he didn't dare to be alarmed, and immediately stood aside, and there was no other move, his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were pleasing to his eyes, waiting for the master's attention.

Zhan Wuzha's eyes swept around, and suddenly from the appearance of some items, he saw that some items were microscopes, some were astronomical telescopes, some were ordinary telescopes, and some were hand-cranked generators, all of which were scientific products that he had talked about in his morning class.

After a while.

The Bodhi Patriarch withdrew the palm flame into his body, and a wire wrapping winding was refined, floating on the table, and with a movement of his mind, the various components of the hand-cranked generator on the table were floated and installed.

Finally, it was assembled into a fist-sized hand-cranked generator, with a slightly odd style, and the original joystick became similar to a mace.

"And this operation, why didn't I think of it?"

Zhan Wuzha saw the means of the Bodhi Patriarch's fire refining device, and also observed that the metal wire wound into a coil was extremely small, and roughly estimated the power of this hand-cranked generator.

He remembered that he indirectly possessed the ability to control this variant of molecules, and if he was willing to study it, he could make superconducting materials at room temperature, and the hand-cranked generator he would make at that time would be of great value and application.

Then.

Patriarch Bodhi didn't know when he took out a whisk and waved it at the hand-cranked generator floating on the table, but he saw that the mace-like rocker of the hand-cranked generator was turning wildly, and the other end burst out with a shining current, which was similar to the essence and visible to the naked eye.

But the glittering current kept scurrying in a circle no bigger than a fist, and the current grew stronger with the rotation of the hand-cranked generator.

After a while.

"If you have the help of this thing, you can get twice the result with half the effort when you practice the thunder law, and if you refine it into a magic weapon, the power of the thunder law will also be greatly increased."

Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and sighed, then turned to look at Zhan Wuzha and Sun Wukong, and pretended not to know and asked, "What are you two doing here?" ”