Chapter 282: The Struggle of Bishma (Slave).

Fail! Fail! Or failed......

Finally, after more than a month of exploration, the new magazine was finally formed.

Tears flowed in everyone's eyes, tears of excitement, tears of happiness.

And when it worked, we took another big step forward, and the next step was to draw, build, and see if what we had designed in this haunted place would work in the real world.

After another seven or eight days, when twenty gunshots rang out in a row in the mountain, everyone hugged each other excitedly. Although this is a small step, it is also a big step in the hearts of the lower nine streams of Xiangyin Mountain, a group of mixed demons, from this moment on, everyone will quickly move towards the depths of darkness through that ghost land, fall, you can get up again, fail, you can start again, as long as you have confidence, success will be put in front of you and wave to yourself.

Again! The shout rang out in everyone's hearts!

When everyone set foot in this ghost land again, everyone looked at the little furball excitedly and asked, "What is the goal this time?" ”

"Bullet shell", this is an answer that no one expected.

Xiao Maoqiu looked at Xiao Feng and asked, "You've been experimenting with gunpowder over there, right?" ”

Xiao Feng nodded and said, "Yes, after repeated experiments in the past few months, compared with the current gunpowder, the explosion power should be able to increase by about thirty percent." ”

Xiao Maoqiu nodded and said: "Then think about it, if the material of the bullet case is also changed to King Kong armor, the weight can be reduced a lot, and this time we have changed to a new magazine, and we will increase the amount of medicine in each bullet, I think the range and power of this bullet can be increased by about sixty percent, but I hope that the power will be directly doubled instead of sixty percent."

So this needs to find a way in addition to gunpowder, and this step I want to transform is the bottom 1 fire part of the bottom of the cartridge case. To make it more powerful, I need to double the explosive power of this part, or even more, so what should I do? ”

"Powerful Talisman", Troll Bishma (slave) blurted out, how could he, as a demon, forget this Powerful Talisman?

Right! The little furball clenched his fists excitedly, "Our next step is to first present the bottom of the shell made of Hearthstone, then carve a strong charm at the bottom, and finally design a suitable mold to make this bottom drag." ”

This is what Little Furball has always envisioned, but it is not easy to portray a complete strong charm in such a small space. It is only in this kind of place that it is easiest to achieve.

So who will be the main master craftsman this time? Troll-Bishma (slave) raised his hand timidly, because he had demon blood and was the last student to enter the first phase, so he had always been the most low-key one in the academy.

But this time, his interest in the strong charm made him excited to try this miniature carving process.

"Good!" Little Furball patted him on the shoulder and encouraged, "Let's help you this time." Everyone is nodding, "This time it's going to be you!" ”

This will be a brand-new attempt, gathering everyone's divine consciousness, consciousness and all spiritual power for a cooperation, for which Sun Liarzi and Gai Laosan were called in.

This time, the only protagonist is the troll Bishma (slave), and everyone will take his body as the core of this crazy adventure.

First take out a round plaster block prepared in advance, the size of which exactly matches the bottom of the shell, and then prepare the carving tools, and the troll-bishma (slave) meditates cross-legged, closes his eyes and allows himself to enter a state of emptiness.

And at this moment, Xiao Maoqiu, Dazhu, Xiao Feng, Blue Moon Red Fire Fox, the two weeping spotted spiders, and the little tiger, all the gods and demons gathered all the divine sense, consciousness, and all the spiritual power around them, and condensed and enlarged the runes of the Great Mangbull pattern, enlarged and enlarged, and completely reflected them in the mind of the troll-Bishma (slave).

The next step is the most crucial step, Sun Liar and Gai Laosan must fully fit with the body of the troll-Bishma (slave) and achieve the unity of mind and soul, so that they can combine the experience of the two of them and the runes given by the little furball everyone to make the most perfect carving.

But how difficult is this, after listening to Xiao Maoqiu's preset of the whole process, no one has a bottom in his heart, it seems that this attempt is a little too risky and a little whimsical. But we will do our best for it, because we are not only evil cultivators, but also a group of ascetics who have been walking on the dark path and are struggling to explore.

The little furball laughed at everyone, and everyone laughed heartily when they saw it. After laughing, the little furball stretched out its little hand, and all the people and demons involved such as Dazhu, Xiaofeng, Blue Moon and Red Fire Fox stretched out their hands, all hands clasped tightly together, and said the resounding words together, "It's a big deal!" ”

The friends first condensed the pattern of the vigorous cow pattern, and enlarged and merged, and this process was like flowing water in one go. The next step was to map the image to the mind of the troll, the Bishma (slave), with the power of the ghost.

I saw the troll-Bishma (slave) sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the friends gathered around him, and the magnified bull pattern was rotating on top of the troll-Bishma (slave) by itself. With the control of the mental consciousness of the friends, it is slowly shrinking and merging into the mind of the troll-Bishma (slave).

It's just that as the Mighty Bull Pattern and the Troll-Bishma (slave) formed in the realm of ghosts approached, both sides were shaking more and more.

"Slow! Slow! Slow down. The Sun liar on the side commanded. Just listened to his explanation, "Our attempt this time may be too risky, this is unheard of in ancient and modern times, unseen in China and abroad, in case of failure, I am afraid that there will be immeasurable damage to it, so we must be steady, more stable, don't be impatient." ”

"Troll-Bishma (slave), you have to stabilize your mind, and you must also form a complete pattern of the Mighty Bull pattern in your mind, so that it is easier to merge with it."

With Sun Liar's guidance, the troll-Bishma (slave) also formed a pattern of vigorous bull patterns in his mind, and it was also rotating on its own.

With the appearance of two vigorous cow patterns of different sizes, ripples spread outward in circles like water ripples appeared between the two runes.

When two ripples collide with each other, they disappear. But as the two sides got closer and closer, the two spinning runes began to tremble violently again.

"Slow, slow, stop!" Before Sun Liar finished speaking, he listened to "Bang! With a bang, all the runes exploded into pieces and disappeared.

The troll-bishma (slave) screamed even more, and immediately disappeared from the land of ghosts. On the other side, the little furball also covered their heads and wailed. The minds of the friends are full of buzzing sounds. "Wow! Wow! "Starting with a small furball, everyone's image disappeared with a bang, a bang, a bang.

"Wow!" The little furball vomited in a big gulp, and the buzzing in his head only exacerbated the feeling of nausea and vomiting, and the same was true for other friends, and the troll-bishma (slave) spurted a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Are you alright? What should I do? At this moment, even Sun Liar was helpless, and Gai Laosan could only wait anxiously.

"It's okay, it's okay." Little Furball smiled wryly and waved his hand, "It's a big deal!" She stumbled towards the most injured troll of the time, Bishma (slave).

At this time, the troll-Bishma (slave) was pale, and there were bloodshot at the corners of his mouth, but he still squeezed out a very ugly smile on his face and waved his hand, but before he could say a word, another mouthful of blood spurted out "wow".

Sun Liar stamped his feet and paced back and forth, rubbing his hands back and forth, complaining in his mouth, "Little fox, I think you are getting more and more capable of doing it, last time you had to get gunpowder, but everyone was almost blown up by that play." You see, this time is even worse, the damage to consciousness and consciousness is almost incurable, you, you", said and pointed at the little fox's head with his hand, reprimanding, "Sooner or later, the people and demons here will be killed by you, and you will be willing." ”

On the other side, the troll-Bishma (slave) turned his head to Sun Liar, and said in a vultureful voice, "Teacher... Tutor... I... Not... Well, don't worry. ”

What should I do in the face of such a situation, this time I really scared the little furball, I really didn't expect this thing to be related to the divine sense, but looking at everyone's miserable situation, no, the more I think about it, the more headache I have, at this time, even the little furball himself can only hold his head and endure it.

After waiting for a long time, the little furball finally feels better, but the world is still spinning when he walks, what should I do?

Suddenly, it remembered its own magic weapon - Yuanjing liquid, this is not the time to hide secrets, and waved his hand at Sun Liar and Gai Laosan, who were busy before and after, "Wait, I'll go get water." ”

Gai Laosan shouted loudly behind him for some reason, "Little fox fairy, I have water here, hot and cold water!" ”

Little Furball ignored it and stumbled out of the secret room. Outside, Poinsettia is also worried about the sudden situation in the secret room. The little furball slammed into Poinsettia's arms without saying anything, and turned into its original form with a brush, and cried out eagerly in the beast language, "Cowshed, cowshed." ”

Of course, Poinsettia could see that this time the situation was not trivial, and hurriedly hugged the little fox and went straight to the cowshed. When he arrived at the cowshed, Little Furball pointed to a dark pavilion on the ground, and instructed Poinsettia to open the dark pavilion and take out all the large and small porcelain vases stored in Wu's mother before leaving.

The little fox held the bottle and drank a few big sips, and sure enough, the pain in his head was immediately reduced a lot.

Poinsettia stared blankly at the things in the little furball's hand, she faintly smelled a strange smell, it smelled good, it flowed naturally from the nasal cavity into the body, it was so comfortable, is this their secret?

Little Furball looked at the poinsettia's eyes shining, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, hungry?" Come, take a bottle, and you will taste it too. ”