The most powerful world overlord system

Chapter 122 Condenser

"Okay, okay, I made a note!"

Feng Qitai stood there in a daze for a while, before slowly nodding his head, he looked at Jiang Feichen and Gong Yuanchuan with anger in his eyes, but he was helpless.

He could only snort coldly, turn around and walk away with a flick of his sleeves.

"Hey, this time, I'm afraid I will be severely punished by the Patriarch!"

Feng Yaotian sighed, staggered, followed Feng Qitai dejectedly, and walked out of the hall of Xianwu Pavilion together.

Suspending business for one year and confiscating 200 million spirit stones, even the Feng family, one of the three treasurers of Baibing Pavilion in Aojian City, can hardly bear it.

"Stop, when did Master Gong Yuan let you leave!"

However, before the two of them reached the entrance of the lobby, Captain Qi led several patrol captains and stopped Feng Qitai and Feng Yaotian.

"The punishment of Gong Yuanfang has been handed down, why don't you let us leave!" Feng Qitai said angrily.

Captain Qi sneered: "Do you think this punishment is the end of the matter?"

"What's the meaning!"

Feng Qitai and Feng Yaotian were all taken aback.

"The punishment just now is only for the Baibing Pavilion of Qinghefang that you represent. The two of you framed Shopkeeper Jiang and disrespected the owner of Gongyuanfang. Shouldn't you be punished?"

Captain Qi waved his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Come here, hold them down, beat them with [-] sticks each, and then take them to the quarry to serve as labor labor for a year!"

"No, you can't do this, I am the direct descendant of the Feng family, the future head of the Feng family!"

Feng Qitai backed away again and again in fright, shouting loudly: "My father has a close relationship with many high-level officials of Aojian City, you dare to touch me, my father..., ah!"

Feng Qitai was furious, screaming loudly, threatening and threatening.

But the captains of the inspection team present at the scene turned a deaf ear at all.

Before Feng Qitai's voice fell, a Qinghefang inspection team leader casually swung his stick at Feng Qitai's face.

With a swung of the stick, Feng Qitai felt severe pain in his cheeks, and he felt his face was not his own, blood flowed profusely from his mouth and nose, half of his entire right cheek collapsed.

"Master Gongyuan Fang is merciful, we know we are wrong, we know we are wrong!"

Feng Yaotian's eyes widened in fright, his voice trembled, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, begging for mercy repeatedly, his head was pounding on the ground like garlic.

"Pull them all down!"

Gong Yuanchuan waved his hand, more than ten Qinghefang inspection team rushed in outside the door, dragged Feng Qitai and Feng Yaotian away.

Not long after, there was the sound of smashing sticks outside the door, as well as the heart-piercing and heart-piercing screams of the two people.

The cultivators in the lobby who listened also felt their scalps go numb.

"Master Jiang, please continue. I remember that you still have a spiritual weapon, which I haven't introduced yet!" Gong Yuanchuan said with a smile.

"The owner of the workshop helped Xianwu Pavilion to save the siege. Jiang is very grateful. This last spiritual weapon, I will give the owner one hundred pieces as a token of my heart!"

Jiang Feichen nodded, and he stretched out his hand to grab it from the air. On the booth in the lobby, the last magical weapon immediately flew into his hand, but it was a golden disc the size of a palm.

I saw this golden disc, about one-fifth of an inch thick.

One side is covered with mysterious spirit patterns and feels rough to the touch, while the other side is smooth and flat, without any traces of spirit patterns or spirit seals.

"The spiritual weapon in my hand is called Tiangong Elementary Focusing Mirror, with 35 spiritual power and [-] spiritual power, and the price is [-] low-grade spiritual stones!" Jiang Feichen said.

"The spiritual power and spiritual energy value of this spiritual weapon are very average."

"That's right, this disc is completely incomparable with Tiangong's primary Zhenling hoe and mountain shovel, why is the price so high!"

"Could it be that shopkeeper Jiang is angry with our actions just now?"

"Probably not, but I have never seen this kind of spiritual weapon before. Does it have any power, or is it a combat magic weapon?"

In the lobby, all the revisionists were looking forward to the third spiritual weapon in Jiang Feichen's hands.

But when they heard Jiang Feichen's introduction clearly, they were all perplexed and greatly puzzled.

"Among you, I believe that there are many cultivators who make a living by planting spiritual grains.

Jiang would like to ask, apart from the level of the spiritual field and the uniformity of the spiritual energy of the Zhenling hoe, what else has to do with the harvest of the spiritual valley? "Jiang Feichen asked with a smile.

"Whether the spiritual rain is abundant, and whether the pests can be killed in time, are closely related to the harvest of the spiritual field!"

A cultivator stood up and said respectfully.

"These two factors are indeed closely related to the spiritual grain harvest, but you have overlooked one, the most important factor!" Jiang Feichen said.

"The most critical factor?"

"Apart from the factors mentioned just now, what else?"

"Please tell Shopkeeper Jiang!"

The cultivators were puzzled and thought about it for a long time, but they didn't know what Jiang Feichen meant.

"Light of the Spiritual Sun!"

Jiang Feichen pointed to the sky and smiled faintly.

"Light of the spiritual sun?"

"Treasurer Jiang is right. The most important thing in Linggu is indeed the light of spiritual light, but this kind of factor cannot be manipulated by us at all!"

The cultivators nodded, but the doubts in their hearts prevailed.

The small mist virtual world is filled with fog all year round, and spiritual rain is abundant. Except for being shrouded in fog at night, it is often surrounded by fog for almost one-third of a year.

Therefore, the light under the spiritual sunset is not sufficient, and this is also an important factor restricting the output of the small mist virtual world and the spiritual grain.

But the four seasons change in a world, and the weather operates with its own laws, which cannot be controlled by humans.

This is also the source of doubts in everyone's hearts.

"Lingyang, we can't control it, but why can't we control the light of Lingyang!"

Jiang Feichen smiled slightly, flicked his fingers, and the spotlight in his hand immediately flew up and floated in mid-air.

The body of the condenser lightly swayed, and a light of spiritual light full of vitality fell from it, covering the entire lobby of Xianwu Pavilion.

Everyone immediately felt warm and comfortable.

"This, what emanates from this condenser is the purest spiritual light!"

"Could it be, could it be that the golden disc in Jiang's hand can absorb the light of spiritual light!"

The cultivators were shocked and couldn't believe it.

"Everyone guessed right. This heavenly concentrating mirror does not have any magical powers, let alone engraving of the spirit array. Its only function is to absorb sunlight and store it when the fog is thin!" Jiang Feichen said slowly.

"As expected, as expected!"

"I have a small mist and a void, and there is plenty of spiritual rain, but I am trapped by the light of the spiritual sun, and the production of spiritual grains is limited. The appearance of this spiritual weapon will greatly alleviate the lack of spiritual light!"

"If a spiritual field can be assisted by a condenser, the output of spiritual grains can be at least [-]% or even [-]% higher!"

"Oh my god, if this spiritual weapon can be promoted, my strength will surely rise to a higher level within a few years!"

All the cultivators present were overjoyed, and felt extremely shocked and shocked in their hearts.

They could vaguely expect that the entire Little Mist Void Realm would be completely changed because of Jiang Feichen's spiritual weapon.

(End of this chapter)