C126 Mechanical Zhang Technique

Unknowingly, the sunlight in the sky became somewhat blinding. Dean Ye's lesson had also ended at this moment. However, the students' day of training had only just begun.

In the northeast part of the academy, near the back mountain, there was a wide grassland. The entire grassland was surrounded by several zhang tall wooden shelves. On the wooden shelves, there were all kinds of mechanical parts. And this was the place where the cultivation of spiritual machinery courses were.

There were quite a lot of students who chose the four major spiritual powers. However, there were very few students who chose to cultivate the Spirit Machinery Section, only a few dozens of them.

"Out of the thousand plus low-level students, only thirty of them cultivated the Spiritual Gear Arts. This is equal to the number of people in the same class. " Mingsi stood at the side. He sized up the other students beside him and pondered in his heart. "I wonder if every single spiritual energy course. . . There are specialized tutors to teach, if that's the case. . . How many teachers do you need? The Dean said that there are around three thousand types of spiritual energy. . . "

As Mingsi was silently pondering, an old man in his sixties slowly walked over. Mingsi knew that the old man was their teacher.

"My friends, I am Yun Duan. From now on, I will guide your Spiritual Gear Arts cultivation. "

Yun Duan swept his gaze across the crowd and said, "Before we begin, I would like to ask, have you guys done any traps on your own?"

Everyone shook their heads when they heard this. At this moment, a hand was slowly raised, and it was very conspicuous in the crowd.

"Master, Master Yun, does this count?"

The person who spoke was Mingsi. When he heard what Yun Duan asked, he immediately thought of his waterdrop windmill. At this moment, he immediately summoned it.

Yun Duan made a sound of surprise and walked to Mingsi's side. He took the waterwheel and looked at it closely.

"Master, please take a look. " Mingsi waved his right hand and a wisp of wind spiritual energy was injected into the windmill. Although it was no longer powered by water, it started to spin.

A trace of surprise flashed across Yun Duan's eyes when he saw this scene. He looked at Mingsi and asked, "This thing, was it made by you?"

When Mingsi saw Yun Duan's expression, he was somewhat puzzled. However, he still nodded and said, "Before I started cultivating, this windmill was made by me to cool myself. Look at the grooves on the fan leaf. In the past, I used water power to activate it, but after cultivating the Spiritual Qi, I found that the effect of the Spiritual Qi was even more obvious. "

Yun Duan gently pulled the fan leaf on the windmill and did not speak.

Mingsi saw this and asked in a low voice, "Master, is this windmill considered a mechanism?"

"Yes, of course it is! It is a very good mechanism. " Yun Duan finally replied. A smile appeared on his aged face. He looked at Mingsi and said, "You can just call me teacher, but you don't need to call me master. My level is not even that of a master. "

"Yes. " Mingsi replied.

"Are you called Hwang Mingsi?" Yun Duan looked at the illusory arm in Mingsi's left sleeve and asked.

Mingsi was slightly stunned, "Yes. "

Yun Duan raised the windmill in his hand and pointed at the axis in the center of the windmill. He said, "Mingsi, look. The wood used in the middle part of the windmill is too rough. This will reduce its effect. It will be better if a piece of light metal is inserted into it. "

Mingsi nodded. He had never thought about this.

"Here, the part where the fan leaves are connected is not good enough. " Yun Duan pointed at the fan leaves and said. He then took off the leaves and took out a small knife to cut them. After that, he put the leaves back together.

"Try injecting spirit energy into it now. "

Mingsi took the windmill and inserted a strand of spirit energy into it. The windmill immediately started to spin under the influence of the spirit energy. The wind that came from it was obviously much stronger than before.

"The wind is getting stronger!" Mingsi exclaimed in surprise.

"I only slightly adjusted the structure of the windmill just now. There is another way to increase its wind power, which is to use spirit energy. " Duan Yun's palm danced back and forth in the air. Spirit energy spread out from it, forming a silk-like wave behind his finger. Then, the cloud segment absorbed all of the silk-like spirit energy into the pinwheel.

After that, the windmill's spinning speed suddenly increased. A violent trembling force came from it. Mingsi quickly condensed his True Spirit Arm and gripped the windmill with both hands. Only then did it not fall down. At this moment, the wooden leaf that was spinning in the windmill actually fell off. It was only after it was thrown far away that the gust of wind slowly disappeared.

All the students present were dumbstruck when they saw this scene. "It actually dispersed. . . "

Mingsi was even more surprised because only he knew how great the force that was transmitted from the windmill in his hand was.

"Instructor, is it because of your rich spiritual energy?"

Yun Duan shook his head and said, "The amount of Spiritual Qi that I injected was about the same as the amount you injected. It's just that my usage of Spiritual Qi is different from yours. "

"The way to use spiritual energy?" Mingsi frowned and asked.

Yun Duan smiled. "The reason why Spirit Equipment is called Spirit Equipment is that most of its power comes from Spirit Qi, and Spirit Qi can also form a mechanism within the mechanism. When such spiritual energy is placed inside a mechanism, its power will be greatly increased. This is also the reason why your windmill will disperse. "

When the many students present heard this, they were all confused. "Spiritual energy can also form a mechanism. What's going on?"

Yun Duan turned around and walked back to the front of the crowd. He waved his hand in the air and wrote a line of Spiritual Qi:

"Spiritual Qi as Qi. It gives rise to strength. When the strength is combined, it can be used as a mechanism. "

"In fact, everything in the world can become a mechanism. "

"Everything can become a mechanism. Mingsi muttered as he stared blankly at the row of large words written with spiritual energy. A very wonderful feeling emerged in his heart. In his mind, he recalled the traps and small wooden tools that he had made in the past. Instantly, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.

"So that's how it is. This is the Spiritual Gear Arts! It's too miraculous!"

On this morning, all the low-level students had passed their respective spiritual energy courses. The efficiency of the morning lessons could be said to be extremely high. The students were very interested in the cultivation of spiritual energy, so when the instructors were explaining, they were all listening attentively, looking very enthusiastic.

However, how long would their enthusiasm last? Perhaps only those who came would know. Because it was not that easy to cultivate spiritual energy.

Of course, Mingsi didn't know either, but even if he knew, he would still disapprove, because his interest in spiritual energy far exceeded that of others. Until late at night, he was still fiddling with the small pieces of equipment in his room.

That night, Mingsi didn't meditate or circulate his energy. His cultivation base had already reached the bottleneck, the late Qi Spirit Stage. He hadn't cultivated since he came back from the Heavenly Tower a month ago.

The night gradually became darker. Mingsi pushed away the broken pieces of wood that had piled up beside him, and then collapsed onto the bed.

"So tired!"

Mingsi broke all the wooden tools on the floor that night. There were a few waterwheels among them. He had not used them for a long time, so he felt tired. Therefore, he simply sat up again and began to circulate his energy to recover.

"Origin Transformation Spirit Art. Mingsi thought to himself. Currently, the technique that he used to absorb spiritual energy was extremely smooth. This must be the reason why practice makes perfect. Basic cultivation techniques were difficult to cultivate at the beginning, but it was very easy to cultivate them after they had a solid foundation.

Mingsi thought slowly in his heart. At the same time, the Spiritual Qi in his body gradually filled up. A comfortable feeling rose from the bottom of his feet and spread from the bottom to the bottom.

However, just as this comfortable feeling reached the top of his head, Mingsi suddenly felt a strong pain. The source of this pain was the thick Heavenly Spirit Main Meridian in his head.

Mingsi suddenly opened his eyes. His face was filled with surprise, "What's going on?"

This pain was extremely strong, but it was also very short. In just an instant, it disappeared. However, the feeling in Mingsi's heart was very deep and somewhat familiar. "It's the same feeling as when I entered the Earth Abyss!"

Mingsi recalled the day when he jumped into the Fallen Earth Abyss. There was also this kind of pain in his head. After that, he miraculously passed through the mysterious membrane and entered the Earth Abyss.

The pain that had disappeared just now once again attacked him while Mingsi was deep in thought. It was extremely sudden. This time, the pain did not decrease, and it lasted even longer.

Mingsi felt that he did not have the strength to scream. It was as if his throat had been clogged by pain. Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. He gritted his teeth, and the veins on his face bulged.

"Why hasn't it disappeared yet?"

Mingsi's eyes were red. He held his head, which was in pain, and almost fell to the ground.

When the show was about to knock Mingsi out, it disappeared again. At this moment, a bright light shot out from his head.

Mingsi felt his head go numb. After the pain disappeared, his whole body went limp. He raised his head and fell on the bed. His eyes were half open and half closed, and he panted weakly.

"Hmm?"

Mingsi felt a light in his hazy vision. He opened his eyes wide, but the next moment, he was shocked by what he saw in front of him.

"Lamu!"