Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 129: Selling Shuttles to the Evil Way
"You're selling the shuttle to the evil side?"

In the East Courtyard of the Mohist Academy, my cousin’s voice rose eight octaves and he immediately covered his mouth, then looked at his sixth uncle in shock.

These days he has been busy with the modification of the shuttle. Although it is called modification, it is actually just enlarging the shuttle dozens of times.

Taking the parking problem into consideration, it was modified into a large cruise ship on the original basis, so that it can be parked anywhere whether on land or in water.

After outlining the general outline, a blueprint named "Tianbo Ferry" was thrown directly to the members of the Tiangong Department, who were responsible for perfecting and building it.

The more important parts required him to do it himself, one of which was to expand such a huge hull and how to sit on it so that it could fly stably in the sky in a balanced manner.

The second issue is the problem of the supply capacity of spirit stones. For such a huge ship, the mechanisms for converting spiritual power on the shuttle will definitely not be used, and we can only set up a new set of exclusive mechanisms.

Just when he was lying on the table writing and drawing, Mo Xingzhi came to him excitedly and said that he had made another big deal.

From this, it can be seen that my sixth uncle really likes doing business. I have never seen him take Mohist mechanical techniques and cultivation so seriously.

But what Mo Xingzhi said next almost scared him to death.

He actually resold the shuttle to the evil side. This matter can be a big deal or a small one. If no one holds you accountable, then naturally everything will be fine.

If someone makes a fuss about it and puts the accusation of colluding with evil forces on the Mohist school, how can the Mohist school keep its reputation? Apart from anything else, if Wushuang Tower knew about it, they would probably laugh their heads off.

If his own father knew about this, Uncle Six would probably be punished by the family.

"Hey, it's okay. I didn't hide this from you. Big brother knows about it too."

Mo Xingzhi waved his hand calmly and said indifferently.

Then he explained.

Although this batch of shuttles is indeed very good for traveling, the experience is still too bad. One ride will make you uncomfortable for the whole day. At the beginning, Mo Xingzhi got an idea and asked the Tiangong Department to make a batch of them.

Originally, the business opportunities and future structure were foreseeable, but the subsequent cooperation with the court disrupted Feisuo's plan.

If there is Tianbo Ferry, the disadvantages of the shuttle will be infinitely magnified. When carrying people, people will choose to use the shuttle that can catch the wind from all directions, or stay comfortably in the cabin.

The shuttle will be eliminated sooner or later. With Mo Xingzhi's vision, it is not difficult to come to the conclusion, so he thought that it would be better to reap some benefits before Tianbo Ferry comes out.

Even though they were the nine major sects, which they saw each other every day, it was difficult to make a move against the other sects, big and small, below them.

In the end, the ones who were blamed for the crime were those people who were involved in evil ways.

The corner of his cousin's mouth twitched and he looked at him with his eyes half-moving.

"Sixth Uncle, aren't you afraid of being targeted by evildoers when you go out?"

Mo Xingzhi grinned and whispered.

"I didn't do it myself. I was cooperating with the court! I asked them to find someone to help me do it, and I gave them 20% profit. They helped me to sell it at five times the price."

When my cousin heard this, he was stunned.

What kind of fools would fall for this...

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"How about my shuttle?"

Yan Bing controlled the shuttle and looked back at the people behind him. He really enjoyed the naive looks of these country bumpkins.

This made him feel very comfortable.

The only flaw is that there are two more people at the back, the Flower Monk and a weird-looking man in his thirties with a feminine face and a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows. Not only is he dressed like a monk, he even has six ordination scars on his smooth head.

He was not a stranger to this person. The cultivation methods of the two sects were similar, and they were both located in the same state, so it was natural that they would deal with each other on a daily basis.

Yan Kong, the eldest senior brother of Zanghua Valley.

Yan Bing, the eldest senior brother of the Hehuan Sect.

Whenever the two of them were mentioned at the same time over the years, they were always inevitably compared. Over time, the two of them would naturally compare themselves with each other in their hearts.

So whenever they meet, they usually confront each other.

If Liu Yaoyao had not been so sure that there were two strong men among the four of them, Yan Bing would have had no intention of taking them with him.

Rather than asking everyone just now, he was actually just showing off to Yan Kong.

The four of them were riding the wind all the way, and the shuttle was speeding in the sky, and the speed had already reached its limit.

It only took Hua Heshang and Liu Yaoyao half a cup of tea for them to go from being curious at first to looking pale now.

In this short period of time, Yan Bing had already increased his speed for the third time. The first two times were fine, as both of them could still handle it, and their speed was only slightly faster than that of the God-Gazing Monk.

But when Yan Bing pushed the handle to the end, a terrible push on the back instantly came over him. It felt as if something was pushing him forward.

Liu Yaoyao's feelings were deeper than those two bald men. At this moment, she felt as if a person was flying in front and her scalp was chasing behind.

As a cultivator in the God-Seeking Realm, she had never tried such a terrifying speed before, and she even thought about jumping out of the shuttle several times. This thing did not give her any sense of security at all, and it was far less safe than flying over by herself.

Although it's a bit slow, at least I don't have to suffer this pain.

It's just that she can wait, but Yan Bing can't, otherwise he wouldn't have pulled out the treasure he had just acquired.

After flying for about another half an hour, Yan Bing's face turned pale, not to mention Hua Heshang and Liu Yaoyao. The two of them were already half dead, with pale faces.

He wanted to slow down a bit, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Yan Kong winking at him.

You bastard, you even want to compare this.

Yan Bing gritted his teeth and let go of the handle that he was about to pull down.

Yan Kong's face turned pale in an instant, his entire face was distorted by the strong wind, and his heart was already burning with anger.

This idiot, can't he understand my look telling him to slow down? If they want to compete even for such a thing, then no one should say anything and just stand there...

Otherwise, Mo Xingzhi dared to increase the price five times. It would have taken Liu Yaoyao half a day to get back to the sect, but the others arrived in less than an hour.

One mile outside Zhanzhou City, Yan Bing slowly lowered the shuttle with a pale face.

The provincial capital is ahead, and the shuttle is not suitable to go any further. I am not a serious person, and it would be bad to make a big fuss.

When my feet stepped on the ground again, I felt a sense of security.

This shuttle is worth the money, right? Its speed is so terrifying that even a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the spirit-gazing realm almost became afraid of space.

Yan Kong's eyes looked a little weak. He had been inhaling the wind all the way and now he just felt uncomfortable with his internal organs.

Liu Yaoyao and Hua Heshang fell from the shuttle. The mental torture caused by such a long and extreme flight was simply beyond words for the two of them.

The two of them groaned in their hearts and decided never to ride on anything like this again in their lives.

I don’t know which wicked person designed this thing, it’s so hateful!
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"Thank you all for your care this time. When you pass by Linlang Mansion in the future, you can come and find me. I will treat everyone to a drink."

Huangfu Liang bowed his hands solemnly and thanked everyone one by one. After that, he patted his big gourd and laughed out loud.

After entering the city, they first found a place to rest for a while. Now they are planning to leave first.

Ou Mingdong also stood up at this time, thanked everyone one by one, and spoke.

"Meeting is fate. If you pass by Wushuang Tower, don't forget to look for me."

Youli stood up carelessly and stretched. She didn't say much, but just waved her hand calmly.

"gone!"

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Han Yu and said.

"If you have time, you can go with the laymen to the east coast of Nanling Prefecture, to Lanxi Fishing Village to find me."

Han Yu scratched his head, made sure he remembered it, and nodded.

"When we meet them, we'll go if we have the chance."

The table, which was originally quite lively, was suddenly occupied by only Han Yu, and the room instantly became deserted.

After there was no one around, Han Yu closed the door of the inn. Only then did he finally have time to try his sea of ​​consciousness.

"what should I do?"

Han Yu spoke to Xiao Liuli in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hold the stone, and speak to the bottle, asking it to help you move the stone into your sea of ​​consciousness, just like when you absorbed other people's fire magic."

Xiao Liuli gestured with her hands and pointed at the bottle.

After listening to this, Han Yu held the stone in one hand and communicated with the bottle in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The originally silent glass bottle suddenly hung upside down. Han Yu's hand suddenly felt light, and when he blinked, he found that the dragon blood stone had disappeared from his hand. Then he looked inward into his sea of ​​consciousness and found that next to the bottle, under the body of little Liuli, there was a stone that it used as a bed and was lying comfortably.

……

The sea of ​​consciousness seems to be getting more and more chaotic!
A bottle, a spirit, and a stone.

"You can add something else if you like."

Little Liuli stretched out his hands comfortably. The stone was very comfortable for him to use as a bed.

　The chapter title is extremely weird and cannot be changed.

　
(End of this chapter)