Chapter 639: Fragment Bonding Technique

"Oh, is it?, then dare to ask which one of the Blue Emperor Cities has the most distinctive fragment bonding technique?" Chu He seemed to be a little interested, but he seemed to ask casually.

For what Qingtian Conference, the conference rewarded Chu He without much interest.

However, he had a lot of ideas about the fragment bonding technique unique to the Terran Robot Leader of this world.

If he learned this fragment bonding technique, gluing the time ruler and the knife together, or bonding it with the Nanming Lihuo Sword, would he be able to superimpose the power characteristics?

Of course, this is just some imagination and speculation of Chu He, after all, he has not really come into contact with this kind of bonding technique, and he does not have a very intuitive understanding of its specific ability.

Hearing that Chu He was finally willing to talk, Huang Wuming was obviously a little excited.

Hurriedly said: "I'm just an ordinary soldier, in this Qingdi City, there are nine families and thirteen sects, and I can't say which faction is the best." However, everyone said that the Futian adhesive prescription of the Mu family in the north of the city was the best in the entire Qingdi City. However, the prescription has always been only passed on to men, and outsiders are not qualified to learn. ”

The adhesive formula is the foundation and foundation of fragment adhesion.

After listening to Huang Wuming's words, Chu He took it to heart first, still didn't say much, and behaved very coldly.

The lack of understanding of this world has always kept Chu He in a state of alienation.

In this state, high coldness is a camouflage color.

It's not that I'm worried or afraid of anything, but it's too unusual for it to be difficult to integrate and understand, and if you are always floating outside the world, sooner or later it will become very eye-catching.

I said a few words to Huang Wuming again, and when I saw that he was on his body, he couldn't squeeze anything out.

Chu He left indifferently under the reluctant gaze of the other party, and then walked towards the Mu family's mansion in the north of the city.

In the Blue Emperor City, in the form of a family, there are a total of nine surnames that are the most vigorous, and basically the vast majority of the commanders and soldiers in the Blue Emperor City are from these nine families, or have something to do with them.

And these nine families radiated outward, but extended thirteen factions.

Among them, the Ling family, which was once the first wealthy family in Qingdi City, was divided into three factions three hundred years ago due to a civil strife.

The other two families, Yu and He, have had some accidents respectively, and there has also been a split.

Therefore, there is a saying that there are nine families and thirteen gates.

In the Blue Emperor City, the forces of the Nine Families and Thirteen Gates intervened in all aspects.

On the ground, they have mastered the adhesive formula, are familiar with the fragments of the magic weapon of communication, and at the same time find suitable fragments and the means to assemble the 'artifact'. In the future, they have the most prosperous location and the most basic industry in the city, and many people from life to death cannot escape the intervention of these nine families and thirteen gates.

At this time, in the Mu family's mansion, it was a time of gloom.

Two months ago, the current head of the Mu family, holding the first 'artifact' of the Mu family's inheritance, fought with the resentful demon marshal in Panzai Mountain, and died at the hands of the demon marshal with one careless move, and the famous seven-fold slash also fell into the hands of the demon marshal.

In this way, the strength of the Mu family was greatly hit.

Although on the surface, the wind is calm.

It seems that the great forces of the entire Blue Emperor City are busy with the upcoming Blue Sky Conference.

But the turbulence of the undercurrent has already shown signs.

The late head of the Mu family, the five daughters left behind, including the youngest daughter who is still in infancy but is only one year old, have received marriage letters from all parties these days.

The matchmaker is even about to break through the threshold.

Obviously, some people want to meddle in the internal affairs of the Mu family through the channel of their in-laws.

And Mu Qingzang, the young patriarch of the Mu family, was found sleeping in the same bed with a daughter of the Yu family in the south of the city just two days ago.

And for some reason, the spiritual platform was closed, and it was no longer possible to feel the spiritual rhyme on the magic weapon fragments, so as to make the correct combination of the magic weapon fragments.

Dharma weapons and magic weapons are different from each other.

Pieces that are compatible, or complementary, may also be forcibly glued together with a strong adhesive, but instead have a certain superimposed effect, which not only has complete functionality, but also complications according to the effect.

But there is basically no way to mix the pieces that conflict and resist each other.

During the bonding process, if there is one point that is not well mastered, all the pieces will explode, causing great destructive power.

Therefore, people who have no talent and feel the spiritual charm of the magic weapon fragments are absolutely forbidden to touch the magic weapon bonding.

Mu Qingzang knelt outside the ancestral hall, his head pierced, the expression on his face was full of indifference, only the depths of his eyes flashed hideous.

On that night two days ago, he clearly remembered that it was his cousin Mu Qinglin who handed him a glass of wine.

As soon as he drank it, he fainted dizzily.

When he woke up, there was a disheveled girl from the Yu family lying beside him, and his spiritual qualifications, which were originally rated as superior, were also closed, and the door of the spiritual platform was closed, and he could no longer feel the spiritual charm of the magic weapon fragments.

He reported the matter to the elders of the family.

Originally, Mu Qinglin had also been detained, but he had not yet been interrogated, but he hanged himself directly in the room, and left a letter before he died, saying: I can't bear to be framed by this, and I know that I can't be the enemy of the young patriarch, so it's better to break it off by myself and avoid humiliation. After repeated comparisons, it was indeed Mu Qinglin's handwriting, and there was no trace of forgery.

At this point, the wind has changed dramatically, and even those who originally supported him the most have begun to change their attitudes.

The aura of conspiracy is obvious, and smart people can feel the cattiness in it.

But in this world, there are always more people who are easily guided by the rhythm.

When he, the young patriarch, was scolded by everyone in the clan and lost people's hearts, the truth was the least important.

At the critical juncture of the Mu family, the most important thing is to stabilize people's hearts.

So he, the once promising young patriarch, was also given up as a matter of course.

After kneeling to his ancestors, he was escorted to Anle Villa outside the city, where he oversaw the mining of the necessary materials for a binder, never to return to the city.

Mu Qing is hiding as a young patriarch, and he couldn't be clearer.

The so-called adhesive material is actually the venom flowing from the corner of the mouth of a sleeping iron toad.

If Iron Toad wakes up, the workers who collect 'materials' nearby, including him as the manager, will be food for Iron Toad.

Sufficient 'food' was originally a means used by the Mu family to retain this slumbering iron toad.

"What can I do if I'm not reconciled? I've lost the ability to use divine weapons, and now I'm just a wasted person. Mu Qingzang lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and there was a suppressed anger and arrogance in his heart, which could not be expressed.

"Interesting! It's rare, I even met the protagonist of the waste material stream, so should I make a cameo appearance as an old man who sends treasures, merits, and sisters?" Mu Qingzang suddenly heard a joking voice, which sounded above his head.

Mu Qingzang looked up suddenly, and saw a person lying lazily floating on the white clouds.

And the most incredible thing for Mu Qingzang is that this person has no trace of being in charge of the divine weapon, as if... He is instinctively suspended in the air, flying freely.

"Hey boy! I'm interested in being your grandfather... Phew, be your grandfather, are you interested in making a deal?" Chu He looked at the young man below, and then said a little strangely.