Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1241 The Wall Has Eyes
The head of Canghai Sect is surnamed Shen, the same surname and clan as Shen Xiuyuan. He is a person full of contradictions at first glance.

He was about forty years old, with a black crown with silver threads, three strands of black beard under his chin, and a face as smooth as a peeled egg. However, he did not look as young as ordinary high-ranking monks, but was filled with an inexplicable weirdness.

After confirming the identities of Shen Xiuyuan and the others, the originally dignified headmaster unconsciously showed a hint of servility, and a hint of flattery was hidden in the polite greetings. But the next moment, he suddenly straightened his back, his sleeves fluttered, and he was ready to take the stance of a master.

This behavior, sometimes humble like a servant and sometimes arrogant like a master, is like a puppet being pulled by a string, torn back and forth between the immortal body and the mortal world.

Shen Xiuyuan counted all the immortal sects he had seen, no matter how big or small, which one didn't have disciples who behaved like pine trees, and leaders who spoke like clouds, and whose every move showed an air of detachment from the world?

It was nothing like what was happening before my eyes—the eaves of the palace were hung with gilded bells donated by wealthy merchants, and the disciples walking down the corridor had silver coins hanging from their waists...

This is not some immortal sect at all, it is clearly a secular court wrapped in Taoist robes, and the whole hall is filled with undercurrents of flattery and scheming.

Sect Leader Shen walked in front with his hands behind his back, leading Shen Xiuyuan and others through the winding bluestone trail.

The disciples on the roadside all stopped to watch, their eyes as blazing as torches, looking the visitors up and down as if they were watching monkey acrobatics on the stage.

Sect Leader Shen turned a deaf ear to him and walked forward. After everyone was seated and tea was served, he twirled his beard and smiled, his expression slightly restrained.

"Our sect is located in a remote area, and our disciples rarely see the world. If I am disrespectful, I hope you will forgive me."

Shen Xiuyuan lifted the teacup lightly and took a sip.

As soon as the tea soup took a sip, I realized it was not newly brewed this year - the tea flavor was bland and the aftertaste was not sweet enough. Even compared with the most ordinary tea cups in Fuxiang Tower in Yunshan Mansion, it was inferior.

"Master Shen is too modest." He tapped the teacup with his fingertips, then smiled. When he bowed, his sleeves brushed the table lightly, and he looked very handsome. "We are here uninvited, disturbing your peace, so we should ask for your forgiveness."

Mu Jingjing sat in the chair with empty eyes. She knew that she would be talking nonsense again...

After Shen Xiuyuan and others were welcomed into the inner hall, even the traces of their clothes could not be seen.

Lin Fan and his companions were still standing where they were. There was no suitable place to hide if they went any further. It was impossible to climb over the wall in broad daylight.

Ling Yichen stared at the impenetrable white wall, wishing he could grow a pair of eyes that could see through the wall so he could see the situation inside the hall clearly.

He turned around anxiously, only to find that Lin Fan had quietly moved to the next branch and sat cross-legged in meditation, practicing with his five hearts facing the sky.

The person next to her was like a dog-skin plaster. When she noticed his gaze, her smiling eyes instantly narrowed into sharp blades, glaring at him viciously...

Ling Yichen would never admit that he was a coward. He straightened his back with his neck stiff, muttering to himself, "This is called considering the overall situation," and swallowed his dissatisfaction.

With a glance, I saw Du Xingyu holding a black token, and his whole body was almost buried in it.

"What are you doing?" Ling Yichen suddenly leaned over and asked, "What is this?"

Du Xingyu was not prepared for Ling Yichen's sudden "sneak attack", and when he wanted to hide, it was too late. A layer of flowing light floated on the surface of the token, and the fine characters flickered and swam as if they were alive.

Ling Yichen's eyes widened instantly: "Huh? How come this...how come this word is still moving? What did Yu Sinian say?... just polite nonsense..."

Du Xingyu saw that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he shook off his desire to show off and simply pushed Lingxi in front of Ling Yichen: "This is the real-time message forwarded by Yu Sinian. The polite nonsense is literal. Senior brother and the head of the sect are probably chatting."

"Real-time message?" Ling Yichen saw this kind of treasure for the first time. He wanted to reach out but felt it was inappropriate, so he stretched his neck and leaned forward. "What kind of magic weapon is this? It can transmit messages without being sent out like a communication talisman or a sound-transmitting paper crane? And it's real-time? Hiss..."

Ao Hen didn't care about the two people next to him, but when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at Du Xingyu.

Du Xingyu waved Lingxi with great joy: "This is the unique magic weapon of our Changtian Sect, Lingxi! In addition to transmitting text, it can also transmit sound! No matter if there are eight mountains or ten rivers between us, as long as the other party's name is stored in Lingxi, we can connect with it with just one click. See, even if we can't get in, we can still understand the situation inside."

"Oh?" Aohen's big head with horns on it also came over, and poked Ling Yichen with his horns, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "There are treasures like this? I want to see them too."

Ling Yichen was suddenly poked and staggered, covering his head and moving behind Du Xingyu.

"Hmm~" Ao Hen stared at the motionless screen, pointed at the top line of words and asked, "The first training team of Changtianmen is you guys?" "Yes," Du Xingyu saw that Yu Sinian's message was temporarily still, and lowered his hand, "It's just a few of us, all in this group. Anyone who sends a message can see it. "

"Group?" Ling Yichen was puzzled.

"You can think of it as a team or a group. A few people are a group, right? That's why it's called a group." Du Xingyu explained with a smile, "Everyone can speak freely at the same time. If it's to a single person, then that person's name will be displayed above."

"Oh~" Ao Hen crossed his arms over his chest, nodded thoughtfully, and looked at Lin Fan. "Lin Fan did it again?"

"..."Du Xingyu's Adam's apple rolled twice.

He originally wanted to hide it, but the other party hit the nail on the head. It was obviously not a wise move to lie at this time.

"I made them." Lin Fan opened his eyes at some point and looked towards them. "The functions are not perfect, so I just made these. I want the black crystal meteorite iron to improve Lingxi."

Ling Yichen had always thought that Lin Fan and the others had ulterior motives in snatching the Black Crystal Meteorite from him, most likely to take revenge on him. Now that he knew it was for Lingxi, he suddenly felt that if he could really make such a magical instrument, it would be better to give the Black Crystal Meteorite to her, as it would be more useful than keeping it in his own hands.

But the next moment, he immediately dismissed this inexplicable thought.

He spent a lot of money!
But she also reforged the Broken Sky Sword for herself...

But wasn't it Lin Fan who cut off the Broken Sky Sword? !
No one cared about the struggle between Ling Yichen's conscience and his conscience, but Ao Hen narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"I knew it was you." He took a few steps and squatted in front of Lin Fan. "I've heard that the mechanical master is very powerful, but I didn't take it seriously. Now I see with my own eyes that his skills are truly amazing! I wonder when I can also own a magic weapon made by you? Or next time you make Lingxi, make one more for me. I will use good things in exchange, and I will never let you suffer a loss!"

"Let's wait and see. We'll talk about it when there's a chance." Lin Fan didn't agree and just dealt with it casually.

But she thought of Antonio and her senior brother who were far away in the Youye Sect.

If we can successfully improve Lingxi and achieve unimpeded signal transmission, can we send them two?

"There's news." Du Xingyu suddenly said, "It's about people going missing."

Lin Fan took out his Lingxi on the spot, and sure enough, he saw Yu Sinian checking messages in the group.

[Yu Sinian: He said he didn’t know, but his performance was exaggerated and his acting was poor]

[Yu Sinian: The missing people must be related to him]

I lost a 0!

I thought it was a big red envelope, but it turned out to be a super big red envelope. So big that I never thought it was possible!
I just found out today after someone reminded me of it, OMG!!!
Yesterday I was still thinking about working hard and cheering up, but facing this number, I feel like I may have to ascend to heaven on the spot, or die hard to express my feelings.

I was wondering if this guy's hand was shaking when he was typing and he typed an extra 0? I originally wanted to thank this guy specially, but considering this reason, I decided not to mention his name for the time being.

If you really entered the wrong number, come to me and ask for a refund. Don't be embarrassed, I have always known your company and friendship. It's a lot of money, and it's not easy for anyone to make money. If it's on the website, you may have to apply for it separately. I can also ask the editor for you.

I have been checking the backend today to see if there is any information about refund applications (*/ω＼*), but I feel uneasy.

If Bao is not mistaken... I can only say that I really... I don't know how to describe my feelings.

I make 200 yuan a month, but I suddenly got such a huge red envelope. At first I felt that I was unworthy of it.

I have always known this treasure. Although she doesn't interact with me, she votes for me every day. After voting on QQ Reading, she comes to Qidian to vote. She even votes for my unsigned novel every day. I really didn't expect...

In view of my recent poor level, I have made up my mind to buy courses, study systematically and improve my level. I can't let you down! I want to write better content for you!

Love you guys!