"What's the matter, Lord Lu, here's the thing." The old monk didn't lie, and reported his experience to Lu Xinghe in 1510.

After hearing this, Lu Xinghe said with a solemn face: "Is this true? Trapped in the One Finger Temple? ”

The old monk nodded again and again, but he only said that Ran and the others went to the Yizhi Temple to be trapped, but he didn't say anything about the treasures in the Yizhi Temple. First, the old monk didn't know those treasures very well, and second, even if he thought those treasures were extraordinary, he didn't want to say more. He just wants to save his life, and he doesn't seem to be harmful.

But after hearing this, Lu Xinghe was furious: "What a small temple of demon monks, how dare you detain the senior monks under the command of my prince?" I really don't know whether to live or die! ”

The old monk stood on the side and trembled, not daring to say more.

Lu Xinghe didn't talk nonsense with him, turned around and left, muttering in his mouth: "Just a demon monk, wait for me to report to the prince and see how you die!" ”

As he spoke, Lu Xinghe had already walked away.

The old monk looked at Lu Xinghe's back and sighed: "Hey...... The sky is falling! ”

Fang Zheng didn't know that he was being remembered again.

At this moment, he was walking on the streets of Andong City with a relaxed face holding a dog leash and pulling a lone wolf that had become a normal earth dog laughing.

He has been in this world for so long, and he has been to Yuze County many times, but it is the first time that Andong Dacheng has come.

Andong was much bigger than the county town of Yuze, and a large river divided the city in two, and the boats on the river were connected to each other, and the trumpets of the workers on the docks could be heard for miles away.

Taking a closer look, Fang Zheng was surprised to find that it was not the workers who were loud, but someone holding something similar to a loudspeaker shouting.

Fang Zheng looked at it with some curiosity for a long time, and when an old man fishing on the side saw this, he smiled and said: "Don't look at it, it's a magic weapon, which can amplify people's voices, so it sounds very loud." ”

Fang Zheng was surprised: "Magic weapon? Isn't that something that only practitioners use? ”

The old man laughed, and pulled the fishing rod hard, and the fishing line on the fishing rod was actually collected by himself, and the old man said: "This is also a magic weapon, and a magic weapon is not a magic weapon, but it is not so expensive." ”

Fang Zheng was even more curious: "Donor, can you tell the poor monk about this magic weapon?" ”

The old man was idle and bored, and he was also very talkative, pointing to a building in the distance and saying, "Do you see that tall building?" ”

Fang Zheng looked into the distance and did see a building, the building could not be said to be particularly high, but there were more than ten stories high. Fang Zheng didn't pay much attention to it at first, after all, he came from the earth, and it was not strange that he could see dozens of floors every day.

What's more, these dozen layers?

The old man saw that Fang Zheng hadn't found the point yet, so he reminded: "In your memory, is there any wood that can build such a tall building?" ”

Only then did Founder suddenly realize that there is no reinforced concrete in this world, only wood!

Although it is a cultivator's world, although this world has a high concentration of spiritual energy, and the earth, rocks, and plants are stronger than those of the earth, it is impossible to support such a tall building with wood.

Fang Zheng said: "That's also a magic weapon?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "It can't be said to be a magic weapon, it's the effect of the blessing of the formation." Now in an engineering team, if there is no one who understands the construction formation, it will not be able to survive at all. ”

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Fang Zheng with a smile and said, "You're not a local, are you?" ”

Fang Zheng nodded.

The old man said, "That's right, I've heard people say that all cultivators in the world are high. But Jingguo is different, Emperor Jing is far-sighted, and he set the rules early, and practitioners are equal to all living beings!

As long as the battle between cultivators does not affect ordinary people, Jingguo doesn't care, but if anyone dares to do evil, Jingguo's law will kill them.

In the face of Jingguo's powerful national power, those cultivators who were high above were all pulled down from the clouds and began to integrate into the lives of ordinary people.

At the same time, Jingguo is in charge of developing how to transform the power of cultivators into something that can be used by ordinary people.

Although most of the weapons they develop are weapons of war, these technologies can be used for civilian use after being reduced.

Many monks are destined to be unable to ask for immortality, and after their future is broken, they will join the Shenji Pavilion, or join a civil organization, and use their own power to do something, either for fame or profit.

In short, magic weapons are rare, but practical magic weapons are not rare. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but be speechless.

He hasn't been here for a long time, and he hasn't seen many people, although he has been to Yuze County, but he has gone to buy something and left, and he has not had in-depth contact with people, and he has not noticed that there are magic weapons among the people.

When I hear it now, I'm really shocked.

It's not that I'm shocked by the effects of these magic weapons, after all, these functions, the technology on the earth has also done it.

He was just shocked that the brain circuits of the people in this world had actually transformed the power of cultivators into civilian technology.

"It seems that the poor monk can't underestimate the people of this world. The Buddha said that he brought me to a big world, not a small world like the earth. The so-called big seems to be not only the land bigger, but also contains more meaning. If I have time, I should walk more......"

Fang Zheng sighed in his heart and said goodbye to the old man at the same time.

Knowing the existence of the magic weapon, Fang Zheng paid more attention to these details when he walked on the streets and alleys.

Sure enough, he saw many small things that he hadn't noticed before.

For example, the windmill hanging on the hawker's cart can turn on its own even though there is no wind.

Another example is the shopkeeper of the restaurant, when his throat came down, the sound was crisp and loud, and it spread far but not deafening......

For example, those lanterns did not have a candle in them, but a spiritual rune!

"Amitabha, this world is interesting." Fang Zheng smiled.

At this moment, a noisy business could attract Fang Zheng's attention, and when he heard the sound, he saw a man standing under a thirteen-story tall building looking up and scolding: "Who? So unqualified? What about littering? Mom and Dad didn't teach you that garbage can't be littered? There are things that mothers don't teach their fathers! Phew! ”

As soon as he started scolding, a few more people gathered around him and followed suit.

"Isn't it? I don't know which one has been cut down recently, and I'm always littering! The trash can is downstairs, why don't you come down and throw it away? ”

"Maybe people are disabled, and people can't get downstairs, right?"

"He guessed he was crippled for littering, right?"

People scolded for a long time.

Finally, upstairs seemed to be unable to stand it anymore, and a woman opened the window and yelled below, "What are you yelling about? Don't eat or take a nap at noon? It's noisy! ”

And the people took the loss, and dispersed.

But he still scolded in his mouth: "I don't know which bastard it is, it's too lacking in morality!" ”