The three craftsmen in this practice room, one is an old man in his fifties, and two are men in their thirties.

This time, Zhu Lingwu confessed to make the Baghdad battery, when it was the first time to try this shijie, and at the beginning Zhu Lingwu told Na Liang to find someone to do it.

Liangcai really can't think of anyone who can do it, although copper and iron are also used in it, but these are just one part.

However, this kid was quite clever, he went directly to the craftsman office in Tongshan County, called everyone over, directly told the general situation of the battery in Baghdad, and then asked these craftsmen to come out and collect the work themselves.

Of course, he also promised a heavy reward in the name of Zhu Lingwu, promising that he could bring the craftsmen who were willing to work to the Zhu family and become the domestic slaves of the Zhu family, so that he could leave Tongshan County and live in the ancestral land of the Zhu family in the future.

Although they sold themselves to become domestic slaves of the Shi clan, for these craftsmen, it is equivalent to breaking away from the original lowly family registration, and they can live a good life like a normal farmer under the Shi clan, so the attraction to these craftsmen is great.

It's just that in Liangcai's description, the Baghdad battery has become a special immortal magic weapon that can discharge, and it is the ancestor of the Zhu family who knows how to practice immortals, and knows that Zhu Lingwu wants to practice, and specially passed it on to Zhu Lingwu.

After listening to Liangcai's words, although those craftsmen were a little excited, they also had scruples, and they had never heard of any immortal magic weapons that could be built by ordinary craftsmen, especially thunder and lightning.

Thunder and lightning, for them ordinary people, is a liliang that can only be controlled by immortals, and they really dare not touch it easily.

Just when Liangcai was a little worried that he would not be able to go back and explain to Zhu Lingwu, a craftsman came out and agreed to try.

This craftsman is also the old man in his fifties, he was originally a pharmacist in the county craftsman's office, and it is said that he had been mixed in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and he didn't know how, maybe to avoid the enemy, he mixed into the craftsman office in a small border county like Tongshan County.

The original name of this pharmacist has long been forgotten, and most people call him a Mongolian pharmacist, and his medical skills are also good, and he is also somewhat famous in Tongshan County.

Of course, a common pharmacist like him is not qualified to treat the children of the scholar clan, because the children of the scholar clan rarely get sick, and even if they are sick, they only need to invite some qi refiners who know how to use spells to relieve most of the illnesses with mana.

Now this Mongolian pharmacist seems to be attracted by the so-called immortal magic weapon described by Liangcai, and this magic weapon can release thunder and lightning by just using some kind of sour juice, plus copper, iron, etc., in a special way.

The Mongolian pharmacist took over the job, and picked a blacksmith and a cook to help, that is, the two men in their thirties, who needed a blacksmith to build the copper and iron, and the cook needed to get the sour juice.

Of course, in the process of developing the Baghdad battery, I still found other people to help, but the main things were done by the three of them, and the later debugging was also done by the three of them, and the core thing was also handled by the Mongolian pharmacist himself.

I don't know what this Mongolian pharmacist did when he used to mix the rivers and lakes, obviously in addition to being a pharmacist's medical skills, he also knows a lot of things, if it weren't for him, it is estimated that the development of the Baghdad battery would not have gone so smoothly.

Now after listening to Zhu Lingwu's question, this Mongolian pharmacist with the blacksmith and cook is bowing to Zhu Lingwu to greet him.

The two men in their thirties, naturally they didn't know how to answer, both of them were very honest and responsible, and they were specially selected by the Nameng pharmacist.

However, the Meng pharmacist lowered his eyebrows and peeked at Zhu Lingwu, he was also a little curious about Zhu Lingwu, who was almost killed by lightning before, but now he let himself create this kind of magic weapon that can release electricity, is this really a special magic weapon taught by those immortal cultivators in the Zhu family in order to practice for him?

"Hey, what about the prince asking you! You still haven't replied, old man Meng, why don't you introduce the prince quickly!"

Liangcai, as the first dog leg by Zhu Lingwu's side, naturally wanted to help Zhu Lingwu teach these subordinates who didn't understand the rules at the first time.

Now the Mongolian pharmacist and the remaining two blacksmiths and cooks have signed a deed of sale, which can be regarded as the domestic slaves of the Zhu family, of course, they are directly under Zhu Lingwu's name.

Liangcai prides himself on being the big housekeeper of Zhu Lingwu's future house, of course, he has to haode discipline these house slaves who have not yet learned the rules.

Only then did the Meng pharmacist make an old appearance, raised his head, and said to Zhu Lingwu, "Oh, Xiao Yanei forgives his sins, he is old and his ears are not very bright!

If he had changed the original little master of this body, he might have been deceived by the old age shown by the medicine master, but Zhu Lingwu was different, when he saw this old man, he suddenly felt that something seemed wrong with this old man.

Zhu Lingwu is not an ordinary person after all, although he now has a new body, his soul still maintains the original lich-level strength, and he doesn't know how many times stronger than ordinary people, and he will instinctively use a soul perspective to observe everything around him.

When he first entered this practice room, Zhu Lingwu's attention was only on the practice platform, but now as soon as this Mongolian Medicine Master spoke, his soul thoughts subconsciously swept over the Mongolian Medicine Master.

From this Mongolian pharmacist's body, Zhu Lingwu felt a special taste, or a trace of ghostly energy, this is not like the taste that an ordinary ordinary person should have, this Mongolian pharmacist is by no means an ordinary person.

"Strange, what kind of person is this old man, weishenme I will feel a familiar smell? Is it a peer? Impossible, is he an immortal cultivator? No, he should also be a qi refiner, just like my cheap dad now!"

Zhu Lingwu's heart was secretly thinking, but it was not revealed on his face, if this old man was really a qi refiner, then he hid his identity and became his own house slave, and he must not want to be easily discovered.

Therefore, Zhu Lingwu just reached out and touched his bare head, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Very good, you are the Mongolian medicine master who is responsible for the creation of these magic weapons? You have done a good job, I am very satisfied, good talent, remember to reward it again! Okay, you guys go down! Since they are all done according to my orders, I will know how to do the rest myself!"

Zhu Lingwu didn't dare to show the suspicion in his heart, but he didn't want this old man to stay here, he could feel the other party's strangeness, maybe the other party could also detect the fact that he had taken away.

This Mongolian pharmacist, what kind of ghost cultivator is it?

What a surprise......