Chapter 372: Rift (2)

The relationship with Murong Qianqian fell into a sensitive and tangled Cold War process. Vertex updates are the fastest

Maybe it's a vacation for yourself, let each other be quiet for a few days, and think about it. Ruan Zun thought to himself comfortingly, the hearts of men and women are actually quite tiring.

So in the days that followed, Ruan Zun was like a stuffy gourd, hiding in the Lingwen branch all day long, practicing, reading books, and discussing the key to firearms making with the earth-shattering Lei Lingzhen.

After Ling Zhen woke up from his coma, Ruan Zun and Luan Tingyu worked together to clean his wounds, trim his hair and nails, and take him in a hot bath that was hot enough to kill pigs.

At this time, Ling Zhen could be regarded as recovering his human appearance. He was actually quite handsome, a little thin, and his skin looked pale and blue after a long prison life. After some pills, a few days later, his spiritual power also returned to the level of a high-level spiritual priest.

For the sake of secrecy, Ruan Zun placed him in an underground stone chamber excavated under the blacksmith's shop. This place was originally also used for Ruan Zun's resting during the refining of the Forget Worry Flower. His designs, as well as some secret storage of explosives, are also in it.

Seeing the prototype of several large barrels of refined TNT explosives, Ling Zhen's eyes immediately straightened, and he didn't care about anything, grabbed a large handful, and put it in front of his nose to smell it. Then, even pinched a small pinch and put it in the mouth and tasted it carefully.

This stuff is poisonous. Ruan Zun wanted to remind him, but seeing his so focused appearance, it was obvious that he was like a drunkard who had met the best wine in the world, so he had to let it go.

"What is your secret to making that Forget-Worry Flower, which is in this powder-like gunpowder?" Ling Zhen asked.

"That's right. Ruan Zun said.

"This kind of thing

"The composition of this gunpowder is very complicated, and I tasted it, and asked myself if I could not make it unless I got the exact way to prepare it. Ling Zhen looked at Ruan Zun, a radiance of hope flashing in his eyes. In his whole life, he has been immersed in the development of firearms, and now, there is a more powerful gunpowder than the previous generation, which really makes him itch and want to find out.

However, this is the secret recipe of the kid in front of him after all. And the secret recipe is generally not passed on.

"Mr. Ling, this gunpowder secret recipe is indeed very complicated. Ruan Zun said slowly, "In this world, I'm afraid I'm the only one who knows how to make it." I know its power, and I know its dangers. Once it is universally grasped by the people of the world, it will bring even more profound disasters to the world. Therefore, it can only be controlled within a controllable range. ”

Ling Zhen is a smart person, a very smart person, and he said at the touch of a button: "You saved my life, Ling Zhen has nothing to repay, just like what he said in the prison last time, from now on, Ling someone's life is yours." ”

Kneeling on the ground, he said firmly: "Now that I have learned of this extremely secret secret of yours, in order to show my determination, I ask you to put a spiritual imprint in my sea of consciousness, and if I am unfavorable to you, you can easily stimulate this imprint in my sea of consciousness, destroy my spiritual consciousness, and make me become a demented and wasted person." "With that, close your eyes, open your spiritual sense, and prepare to be controlled by Ruan Zun.

Lingnian brand, Ruan Zun once saw it in Huangzhou Nu City. In order to ensure that the slaves are absolutely loyal to their masters after they are bought, the merchants of the slave market will teach the buyers a kind of spiritual imprinting technique, and one of the master's spiritual thoughts will exist in the slave's spiritual thoughts in a special way. Once the slave disobeys the master's control, the master will make the slave feel the pain of life and death in the soul through spiritual thoughts, and can even destroy the spiritual thoughts as a means to directly turn the slave into a waste idiot.

And if the master dies, the slave who is planted with the spiritual imprint will also lose control because of the spiritual imprint and become a waste idiot.

At that time, after Ruan Zun bought Ou Peng, the merchants of Nu City tried their best to persuade him to deposit the Spiritual Impression Brand, but he was refused. Because, Ruan Zun felt that such a method of controlling slaves was inhumane.

"Mr. Ling, I didn't mean that. "Ruan Zun actually had an ideological struggle, after all, this matter is very important. But after thinking about it, I still gave up the idea of planting the brand of spiritual thoughts. Inhumanity, of course, is one thing. Moreover, he felt that to control others in such a tyrannical way, perhaps, not only would it not be effective, but it would also be counterproductive.

If a person really wants to betray another person, no amount of shackles can stop his enthusiasm for betraying the great cause.

Therefore, Ruan Zun felt that he should still convince people with virtue as he did with Ou Peng.

"No one likes to be controlled by others, and no one likes to be in the hands of others all the time. When such a situation arises, it is not obedience, but resentment. Ruan Zun's spiritual thought moved slightly, shaking Ling Zhen's sea of consciousness and bringing it back to normal.

"I can't disclose the formula of this new gunpowder to you for the time being, because the trust between us has not yet reached that point. Ruan Zun said, "But I think it won't take too long to get to that point." Now, I need my husband's help to make another thing in the shortest possible time. ”

As he spoke, Ruan Zun took out a stack of drawings, which were the mine graphics he had preliminarily drawn, as well as explanations. The principle of landmines is equally simple, during the Anti-Japanese War, the militia who did not know a single word was dirty, homemade mines, and fought soundly, not to mention he, a modern person?

"The drawings are very simple, they just illustrate one of my ideas, and the principle is the principle written on it. Ruan Zun believed that as soon as Ling Zhen saw it, he would definitely be able to understand it at all.

"Is this a firearm that was fired from a person, and turned into a firearm that the enemy accidentally stepped on and the enemy triggered and exploded?" Ling Zhen really understood at a glance, and his mind suddenly opened, "What Lord Ruan Qi thinks is really extraordinary. I have had vague similar ideas, but I have never been able to find a solution!

"In that case, Mr. should hurry up and refine some test products first. Ruan Zun said, if Ling Zhen can help with refining, he can save a lot of time, "By the way, I just gave this thing a very interesting name, as opposed to the Forget Worry Flower, how about calling it the Worry Relief Fruit?"

Forget the worries of the flowers...... Relief ......

Ling Zhen, who was the number one firearms master in the Great Song Kingdom, heard these two names, and the corners of his mouth twitched with hatred.

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After refining the Forgetful Flower and resolving the Worry Fruit was handed over to Ling Zhen to take charge of, Ruan Zun felt that the burden on his body was much lighter. He wasn't worried that the composition of explosives would be studied, with Ling Zhen's chemical ability and level of this era, if he was given another hundred years, he wouldn't be able to reach it.

There are only two barrels of explosive powder in the basement, and even if it were dispersed, the impact would be limited.

Now, he had to cultivate hard, whether it was the Fetal Breath Technique, or the Six Soul Devouring Forms, or the Fist-shaped Stick Technique that had not yet begun to be cultivated, he needed to put in the best efforts.

Ming Yan was seriously injured in front of his eyes, and this tragic fact told himself that many times, life and death may only be between breaths. Without strong strength, you can't better protect yourself and the people around you.

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"Ruan Zun, what are you busy with these days?"

In the garden in the backyard of Qingzhou Mansion, Murong Qianqian asked Lingzhi.

"I've been in the courtyard of the spiritual news branch he established, reading books and practicing, as well as making firearms, mysterious. Lingzhi said.

Now, the only people who can go back and forth between Qingzhou Mansion and Lingwen Branch are Lingzhi and Luan Tingyu. Luan Tingyu was recuperating from her injuries and shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of her family, so every time Lingzhi went into the city to buy something, she would be called by Murong Qianqian for questioning.

"Hmph, isn't it more than that, isn't he still changing the dressing for that Ming Yan's healing wound?" Murong Qianqian snorted coldly.

Ling Zhi said: "Miss Mingyan's injuries heal quickly, and Lord Ruan Qi is just using spiritual power to probe her injuries in the air, every time it's just a little while, girl, don't get me wrong." ”

"Just using spiritual power to detect in the air?"

Murong Qianqian was stunned.

(To be continued.) )