On the same day, Ye Qingxuan and Mo Zongyuan agreed to learn the way of skillful crafting, and the two agreed that they would each make the most proud instrument in their hearts on the spot, and then Xin Yan would judge, if Ye Qingxuan won, then Zong Yuan would naturally offer the ink sticker, if Zong Yuan won, the result would not be too much to say, where did Ye Qingxuan come from, he would go back there, and he would not mention the matter of polemics and fame again.

After the agreed content, all the materials and tools were presented to the Dao platform by the disciples in the palace, and then everyone saw that as soon as Zong Yuan turned his head, he plunged into a pile of gold, iron, wood and stone, and was very busy.

But Ye Qingxuan stood in place, making a look of closing his eyes and contemplating, as if he hadn't thought about what he wanted to make.

This made the students who watched the battle under the platform pinch a cold sweat for Ye Qingxuan, you must know that just these three or four days of polemic kung fu, Ye Qingxuan has become famous in the Jixia School Palace, and his reputation has even overshadowed many masters of all veins who are extremely knowledgeable.

In this way, there are naturally disciples in the school palace who unconsciously regard Ye Qingxuan as the object of their own worship in their hearts.

At this time, seeing that Ye Qingxuan seemed to hesitate, he was naturally nervous.

But before these people could be nervous for long, they saw Ye Qingxuan slowly open his eyes, looking at Ye Qingxuan who was standing on the platform at this time, everyone seemed to feel that he was a little different from before.

Before everyone could figure it out, they saw Ye Qingxuan reach out and take the wooden tools, and then he was also engrossed in the production of the instruments.

On the platform, Xin Yan was the closest to Ye Qingxuan, and Ye Qingxuan's every move naturally fell in his eyes.

At the beginning, he could still understand what Ye Qingxuan was making, but after seeing it, he was a master who dabbled in this deep and wide range, and he was confused.

What Ye Qingxuan made at this time was nothing else, it was the mapping instruments that he made when he comprehended the way of scale in the Jade Void Palace that day.

Of course, what Ye Qingxuan has to do at this time is not just rulers, angle plates and other things, in the eyes of his mechanical engineering dog in his previous life, any utensils in the production must use these most basic tools.

Therefore, if there is one thing that he is most proud of, it is the tools that can be used in these mechanical drawings.

Since I had already figured out how to measure the exact length, Ye Qingxuan was doing it at this time, so it was naturally easy, but in a moment's effort, the ruler was made as soon as the angle plate was applied.

These things are all known to Xin Yan, and Ye Qingxuan's next production, such as compasses, sub-gauges, calipers, T-rulers, etc., really made Xin Yan a little confused.

After doing this, after carefully checking it again, Ye Qingxuan nodded with satisfaction.

Ye Qingxuan has finished doing it here, but on the other side, Zong Yuan's progress is in a predicament, what this Mo family master wants to do is probably some kind of equipment used to defend the city, but due to the poor tools in this world, it is almost entirely up to people to grasp the scale, but people are not machines in the end, and if something goes wrong, they have to be modified a little bit.

And what Zong Yuan did at this time was to revise his mistakes little by little, Zong Yuan was calculating in his heart, while carefully polishing, just when he had a headache because a mortise and tenon joint could not be completely closed.

"Layman, why don't you try this?" I heard a faint voice from behind, and then a smooth, polished smooth ruler was suddenly handed over.

Zong Yuan was already immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself, and he naturally used something like a ruler, but the scale on it was rough, and it was possible to measure larger materials in the past, but when it came to such subtle things, it was completely useless.

At this time, someone handed him a ruler with an accurate scale, and Zong Yuan was overjoyed when he saw it, and he didn't care about anything else, and immediately began to measure and modify it on his own mortise and tenon joint.

Sure enough, with the help of this ruler, this mortise and tenon joint, which was originally not tightly closed, was quickly repaired by Zong Yuan.

Then he immediately took the ruler in his hand, his eyes were full of admiration, and then he said to Xin Yan without looking back, "Master Xin, when did you actually have such a treasure in this Dao Palace?"

"This!" Xin Yan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly when he heard Zong Yuan say this, and then looked up at Ye Qingxuan, who was standing beside Zong Yuan with a smile on his face.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, this ruler is good, but it can only go straight......" Zong Yuan didn't hear Xin Yan's words at all, he kept rubbing the ruler in one hand, and looked at a wooden board in a daze.

"Layman, if you want to draw a perfect circle on the wooden board, why don't you try this tool?" Ye Qingxuan stood behind Zong Yuan, and he could naturally guess what he wanted to do.

So as he spoke, he handed over the compass in his hand, this world naturally has something similar to a compass, otherwise where does the phrase "no rules and no square circle" come from, but the rules for drawing circles in this square world are similar to rulers, and they are also rough and simple.

And what Zong Yuan sighed was that he wanted an instrument and tool as accurate as this ruler, and as soon as his voice fell, a tool was really handed over?

Zong Yuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it, and carved a standard circle on the wooden board, and then adjusted the rules, and drew a concentric circle, seeing that the two circles were drawn so easily, Zong Yuan suddenly felt very excited, and he opened his mouth to laugh.

However, before he could laugh, he suddenly turned his head and saw Ye Qingxuan standing beside him with a strange tool in his hands.

After glancing at Ye Qingxuan fixedly, Zong Yuan said astringently, "Dao Chief, these instruments and tools were made by you?"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Ye Qingxuan heard this, but just gave a Dao number, and then nodded lightly.

"In this way, you are losing!" Seeing Ye Qingxuan's affirmative answer, Zong Yuan also came to his senses, and then directly admitted defeat.

As a master of the Mo family, he naturally understands what this set of tools in Ye Qingxuan's hand represents, compared to it, no matter how exquisite the things he makes, this ending is that he loses!

"However, Yuan has a request, and he also asks the Taoist Master not to refuse!" Zong Yuan said as he saluted Ye Qingxuan and offered ink stickers at the same time.

"What the layman wants, he knows by himself!" Ye Qingxuan nodded lightly when he heard this, and then slowly put away the newly formed tool in his hand, and then solemnly handed it to Zong Yuan.

"Thank you, Dao Chief!" It was only at this time that the master of the Mo family was impressed by Ye Qingxuan, and after handing over the ink sticker, he turned around and left, thinking that he had the "tool" that Ye Qingxuan gave him, and this Zongyuan couldn't wait to go back and verify it.