Jiang Han was about to leave, but Mashankui suddenly spoke up and suggested that he improve his level. Later, he said that he had built an eight-story altar in half a year.
This is obviously to remind him.
Jiang Han is not stupid, how could he miss such a good opportunity? This Mashankui feels that his realm is not high, but he can sit in the three secret realms, the most important treasures of Feixian Palace, how can he be an ordinary warrior?
Jiang Han naturally came over to ask for advice.
After Mashankui said something, he didn't say anything more. Jiang Han didn't hurry and watched Mashankui carving on the side.
What Mashankui carved is a woman, and there are several finished products beside it. The women carved have different shapes, but they all have similar body shapes, graceful postures and elegant temperaments.
But these wood carvings all have one problem: they don’t have facial features or faces.
"Tsk tsk!"
Jiang Han glanced at it for a few times, then continued to flatter him: "The flag bearer's carving is exquisite and full of charm. These statues have different shapes, but they are all the same person. They also have an elegant temperament and are deep into the wood. My disciples admire them."
Ma Shankui glanced at Jiang Han sideways and said, "I'm a little thirsty. I haven't drank Longjian tea from Wangyue Lake in many years."
Jiang Han's eyes lit up and he quickly stood up and said: "The flag bearer will wait a moment. The disciples will come as soon as they leave."
After Jiang Han left quickly, he returned to the small courtyard, but Jiang Lang was not there.
He searched around Blood Moon Peak and found Jiang Lang, who was drinking in a hidden place with a beautiful woman in his arms.
"Building an eight-story altar in half a year? Are you bragging?"
Jiang Lang didn't believe it. The Shanhai Altar was no better than the Zifu Altar or the Xuanyou Altar. Even if there were endless mysterious materials, the speed couldn't be that fast.
"Don't worry!"
Regardless of whether it was true or false, Jiang Han wanted to try it. He said, "Go get me a pound of Longjian tea."
"You want to eat shit?"
Jiang Lang glared and said, "Do you know where Wangyue Lake is? It's in the middle of Wangyue Island, where the headquarters of Wangyue Pavilion is located."
"There is only one Longjian tea tree in the middle of the lake. It produces only a few kilograms of Longjian tea a year, and it is all divided up by the senior management of Wangyue Pavilion. Do you want another kilogram? One tael of tea is worth tens of millions of black stones, and there are countless more.
city."
"Oh no, this is a bit cruel, old man..."
Jiang Han looked at each other. He originally thought it was just a little tea. How expensive could it be? He didn't expect that one tael would cost tens of millions of black stones.
"never mind!"
Jiang Han gritted his teeth and said, "Go and get me one or two, ten million black stones, I'm out!"
"Okay."
Jiang Lang stood up and left without any further persuasion.
Jiang Han returned to the small courtyard and waited. He waited for most of the day. It was almost night before Jiang Lang came back. He threw a small jar to Jiang Han and said, "I only have two taels, which is the best I can do. It also cost me thirty million black stones."
"Brother Lang is awesome!"
Jiang Han picked up the small jar and ran out. Jiang Lang said angrily: "What the hell... where is the black stone? Didn't you come up with it?"
"Keep the accounts first, and I'll pay you back later!"
Jiang Han left a word and drifted away, making Jiang Lang jump to his feet and scold his mother.
Back at the secret hall, Mashankui was still carving with his head down. Jiang Han took out the teapot and started making tea for Mashankui.
"stop!"
Mashankui put down the wood, took the small jar and said, "Don't waste such good tea."
As he spoke, Mashankui took out an old teapot, a jar of water, and a small stove.
He worked for a while and made the tea. Then he smelled it happily for a while, took a long sip, shook his head and said, "This is the taste, it's so fragrant."
Jiang Han didn't know much about tea, but he smelled a refreshing fragrance. He didn't worry and just sat quietly aside.
Mashankui closed his eyes and slowly drank a pot of tea. Then he glanced at Jiang Han and said, "Do you want to take the path of the Holy Body of Thunder?"
"Ma Lao is so awesome!"
Jiang Han flattered me again and said, "You have such a sharp eye, I can't hide anything from you."
"Holy body!"
Mashankui sighed slightly and said: "There are billions of warriors in this world. Who doesn't want to take the path of the Holy Body? However, in the past ten thousand years, no more than a hundred people have successfully condensed the Holy Body. This road is too difficult."ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Jiang Han nodded and said: "What Mr. Ma said is true, but I want to try it. If it doesn't work, it won't be too late to condense other mysterious materials in the future."
"I heard that your boy has awakened many supernatural powers?"
Mashankui glanced at Jiang Han again, and this time without waiting for Jiang Han's reply, he said, "Do you know what magical powers are?"
Jiang Han quickly sat up straight and asked respectfully, "Please give me some advice, Mr. Ma."
"Supernatural power is the seed of the great road!"
Ma Shankui said calmly: "After the Xuanyou Realm, warriors built altars and began to condense the mysterious materials. What is the mysterious materials? It is the essence condensed from various elements of heaven and earth, and it contains some incomplete laws of the heaven and earth avenues."
"When a warrior builds an altar, he condenses the mysterious materials into it. It is equivalent to integrating some of the incomplete laws of the great avenue of heaven and earth into the body. When the warrior condenses the mysterious materials, he will slowly understand some of the rules of the great avenue. Finally,
Awakened some supernatural powers."
"Mystical power is the seed of the avenue, or the skin of the avenue. It is the weakest application of the rules of the avenue!"
Ma Shankui's narration was in-depth and concise, and Jiang Han understood it immediately. He nodded slightly, not daring to say anything, and looked like he was listening.
Mashankui paused and continued: "The speed of constructing the altar depends on how to perfectly integrate these mysterious materials. Because different mysterious materials will repel each other."
"Normal condensation requires repeated testing, verification, and deduction. This requires a lot of mysterious materials and a lot of time."
"if--"
"When condensing the mysterious materials, there is no need to consider the mutual complementation between the mysterious materials and forcibly fuse them together. Will that save a lot of time? Will it speed up the construction of the altar?"
Mashankui put forward a hypothesis, but Jiang Han was shocked when he heard it.
Seeing Mashankui looking at him, he quickly said: "This can't work, Mr. Ma! If the mysterious materials are incompatible with each other, they cannot be forcibly fused. Even if they are forcibly fused, it will easily cause the altar to become unstable and eventually lead to the collapse of the entire altar.
Lose."
If several mutually exclusive things are forcibly fused together, even if they are fine for the time being, big problems will occur sooner or later.
The altar is built layer by layer. If something suddenly goes wrong with the lower altar, the upper layers of the altar may collapse, and something big will happen.
Just like a high-rise building, when you are laying the foundation, the stones used are hollow and they are piled up forcefully.
Maybe there won't be any problems in the short term, but as the floor gets lower and higher, what will happen if the hollow stone cannot withstand the pressure?
The hollow stone bursts, the foundation is destroyed, and the entire high-rise building collapses.
"That's right!"
Mashankui smiled mysteriously and said: "You are right, but what if - with the help of external force, all the properties of these mysterious materials are melted so that they no longer conflict with each other? Will the speed be accelerated?"
"It's like a pile of iron ore. You can't force them together. But if you melt them all at high temperature and turn them into molten iron, and expel their impurities, can you smelt them into a whole piece of iron? Or even
Can it be smelted into stronger black iron?"
"this……"
Jiang Han's eyes widened slightly, as if the door to a new world had opened.
His mind was spinning rapidly, and after a moment he looked at Mashankui with wide eyes and said: "Mr. Ma, what do you mean... when condensing the mysterious materials, find a way to temper these mysterious materials with the help of external forces so that they no longer conflict with each other and let them
No more rejection?"
"The boy is teachable!"
Mashankui nodded slightly.
Jiang Han's face showed joy. If it could really be done, the speed of condensing the mysterious materials to build the altar would be increased several times, and the amount of mysterious materials needed for cultivation would be greatly reduced.
Jiang Han took a deep breath and straightened out his thoughts. He stood up and bowed and asked, "Please tell me, Mr. Ma, how to use external force? How to temper the mysterious materials?"
This is the most critical point, and Jiang Han can't think of any way.
After all, the mysterious material is condensed into the body. It is impossible to enter the furnace and burn it with fire, right?
That will only produce a pile of ashes...
“It’s easy!”
A teasing smile appeared on the corner of Ma Lao's mouth, he glanced at Jiang Han and said, "What you are condensing is the mysterious material with thunder attribute. The best way is to attract the thunder from the sky into your body when you build the altar."
"In other words - practice while being struck by lightning!"
thump!
Jiang Han's body trembled, his legs softened, and he sat down on the ground.