The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 32 Other Uses of the Divine Machine

After the boring episode ended, Qin Ye came to the weapon refining room in the back mountain. He wanted to ask Ma Xianhong about the progress of the sword refining.

I knocked on the door of the refining room, and Ma Xianhong's somewhat tired voice came from inside:

"Please leave the food at the door."

"it's me."

"Brother Qin? Come in."

Qin Ye pushed the door open and walked in. The weapon refining room was not very big. At first glance, he saw Village Chief Ma, whom he had not seen for two days.

At this time, Lao Ma's white clothes were stained with a lot of dirt, and fatigue was clearly visible on his face. He obviously looked lacking in energy.

In his palm was a piece of metal fragment the size of a fingernail, which he had wrapped with Yuan Qi and tempered in a special way.

There are many pieces of these irregularly sized fragments scattered on the workbench nearby.

"Village Chief Ma, you haven't had any rest these two days?"

Qin Ye was a little surprised. This old Ma was too responsible. He kept forging knives without stopping when he was told to do so. If he were in society, wouldn't he be the boss's most proud ox and horse?
Ma Xianhong waved his hand, somewhat anxiously: "Let's not talk about this for now. First, tell me, how are you going to use this knife? I don't think it can help you in battle. On the contrary, it will be a burden."

Qin Ye walked to the workbench, his fingertips gently brushed over the broken blades, and said slowly:

"I have a special method that can bring them together and control them."

"Controlling things?" Ma Xianhong asked.

"Not really."

Ma Xianhong nodded and did not ask any further questions. Everyone has their own secrets, including him. Not asking about other people's secrets is the minimum respect.

"It will be almost done tomorrow, just wait a little longer."

As he said this, he put down the broken blade in his hand and took a break while talking to Qin Ye.

"No rush." ​​Qin Ye pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Village Chief Ma, have you ever thought that using the Self-Cultivation Furnace to transform an Inhuman will cause dissatisfaction among some people?"

"Some people? Who?" Ma Xianhong was confused.

"Above." Qin Ye raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head.

"Above? Brother Qin, why don't you speak frankly?"

“., that’s the company.”

"Everywhere?" Ma Xianhong wondered, "Why would the company be dissatisfied?"

Qin Ye sighed secretly. It seemed that Ma Xianhong was not aware of his problem at all.

Moreover, he felt that Ma Xianhong was a little dull in other aspects except for refining equipment. Could it be that he was too deeply influenced by Shuang Quanshou?
Qin Ye didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point:
"The company has a population redline, which is the ratio of ordinary people to extraordinary people. They don't want too many extraordinary people. Do you understand? Your blatant conversion of extraordinary people is a taboo in the eyes of the company."

"How do you know so much?" Ma Xianhong frowned slightly. "Are you from the company?"

Qin Ye had no intention of hiding anything and nodded in agreement.
"Let me put it this way. As long as you don't stop converting Inhumans, the company will come looking for you sooner or later. By then, they'll all be mentally ill. Your little Biyou Village will definitely not be able to handle it."

It is really amazing that Lao Ma can fight against five temporary workers, Xia Liuqing and Baron alone. It is no exaggeration to say that he is one of the best among the younger generation.

But he was just holding on. Even if Wang Ye hadn't taken action in the end, his defeat was only a matter of time.

Not to mention that there is one more person now. Qin Ye is not bragging. As long as he gets the knife, he can deal with Ma Xianhong by himself.

When the time comes, I will use the knife that Lao Ma made to chop Lao Ma.
To be honest, it's a bit too much. Hearing this, Ma Xianhong stood up and snorted coldly:
"Come on then! If the company is so unreasonable, then let's go to war!"

Start a war? If you can refine a master's Ruhua, then it can be called starting a war, otherwise it can only be called getting beaten.

Qin Ye sneered and said mercilessly, "Then I can tell you the result right now. You and everyone in your Biyou Village will die miserably."

Hearing these slightly sarcastic words, Ma Xianhong's face became very gloomy.

Naturally, he didn't believe what Qin Ye said. Not to mention Qin Ye, his sister had said something similar before, but he still didn't listen.

Ignoring Ma Xianhong's uncertain expression, Qin Ye asked again, "Why are you so determined to transform the alien? Was this the purpose of your original creation of the self-cultivation furnace?"

Ma Xianhong took a deep breath and said slowly:

"They need my help, and I'm willing to help them. At the same time, I'm also helping the world. If everyone were an Inhuman, then there would be no Inhumans in the world. If the differences between everyone were eliminated, then the conflicts and pain caused by them would no longer exist."

"As for the purpose of building the self-cultivation furnace in the first place, I wanted to regain my lost memories."

Hearing what Ma Xianhong said, Qin Ye shook his head secretly.

Those who see only what they see are not clear. Ma Xianhong is a pure idealist who only sees what is in front of him, or in other words, he can only see what he wants to see, and thinks all problems are too simple.

Such people are most easily exploited.

After talking about this, Qin Ye was too lazy to say anything more. He was not good at using words to enlighten others.

There is a saying that goes, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings." It doesn't seem quite accurate, but that's what it means anyway, so take it as it comes.

"Anyway, I've already told you the consequences. An ordinary person who suddenly gains power is like a time bomb ready to explode at any moment. No one in power will allow this. If you insist on doing this, the only outcome will be the destruction of the entire village and the death of everyone involved."

"I won't go into details about this. As for whether the self-cultivation furnace can restore memory, I don't think it's certain. But if you want to restore your memory, I can provide you with an idea."

Hearing the first half of the conversation, Ma Xianhong was still a little indignant, but when he heard the idea of ​​restoring his "memory", he was stunned and asked quickly:
"What idea?"

"I'm not sure if it will work, but here's what I'm thinking." Qin Ye casually said, "Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, Eight Wonders, if this 'wonder' is only used to refine equipment, then isn't it too superficial?"

Ma Xianhong frowned and said, "Continue."

Although he didn't quite understand what he heard, he felt that there was a thread in Qin Ye's words that was pulling at him.

"You said that humans are also tools. Have you ever thought about refining yourself?"

"To refine your body, to transform yourself into a magic weapon." Ma Xianhong nodded, not quite understanding.

"No, no, no, it's too narrow."

"What's narrow?"

"Your thinking is too narrow. The key to the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements may not be the 'hundred' and 'machine' but the 'shen', the primordial spirit." Qin Ye's eyes were deep: "The refinement of the spirit and the tempering of the soul by seeking knowledge from within!"

As Qin Ye finished speaking, Ma Xianhong's pupils suddenly contracted and his heart skipped a beat.

Yes, magic tools can forge spirituality, so why can't the soul be tempered? Although it would be very dangerous to move the soul, it is not absolutely impossible.

And when the soul is tempered and becomes stronger and stronger, won’t the lost memories come back naturally?
That’s it, that’s it!
But why can a layman think of these things?
Are those in power confused?

In Ma Xianhong's eyes, Qin Ye, who was standing quietly aside at this moment, suddenly became more mysterious.

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