After talking and laughing, the seminar continued.
In fact, at this time, it has turned into a brainstorming session.
Everyone can speak freely.
Even if it is an unrealistic idea, it can be said.
"This all-encompassing spiritual wave technique is quite interesting. The core concept is the use of spiritual energy."
After listening to Sun Mo's explanation of this technique, Bai Huazhao quickly understood its essence. At the same time, he admired Sun Mo's generosity very much.
Who else would be willing to tell others a holy-level masterpiece?
Even my biological father can’t do it!
Bai Huali wrote and drew on the paper for more than half an hour.
"If my calculation is correct, his amplification rate of spiritual energy has reached 50%. Although it has increased, the transcribed spiritual patterns are too cumbersome, so it is better to use spiritual energy directly."
Bai Huazhai's ability to draw inferences from one instance is also very powerful: "If you can't kill him with one shot, then fire a few more. If that doesn't work, fire a volley of ten thousand shots!"
"Use spiritual energy directly?"
Li Ziqi had not considered this possibility.
"You actually didn't tell her?"
White coat of arms accident.
"There are some things that she should think about on her own."
Sun Mo explained.
Digging out problems is also a way to exercise your thinking.
"Aura is a kind of energy. This is what your teacher told me. We can gather it through spiritual patterns and release it."
Bai Huazhao talked endlessly and patiently taught Li Ziqi, and then he couldn't stop.
Because this student is so smart, she knows one thing clearly, and if she says one thing, she can think of three.
There is nothing in this world that makes people happier than teaching students like this.
Li Ziqi's occasional questions also hit the point.
By midnight, the two people had begun to discuss whether they should stand on the left or the right when facing the wave.
"I said we can't eat first?"
Sun Mo has been promoted to the Thousand Life Stage and he won't be hungry. He can just eat one meal every few days, but Li Ziqi can't.
This kind of brainstorming is very energy-consuming.
"What do you think, Master Sun?"
White Crest asked.
Have a meal?
Sorry, knowledge is the best food, I feel full.
"Stand to the right!"
Sun Mo said in his heart, if you go to the left, you will lose.
"Why?"
"metaphysics!"
So Bai Huazhao rolled his eyes, while Li Ziqi secretly remembered it in his heart and decided to stand as far to the right as possible in future fights.
"The question now is, how can the spiritual patterns on ordinary people absorb a large amount of spiritual energy without destroying the body?"
White Crest Thoughts.
"I tell you two, don't limit yourself to humans. Can't you invent a weapon to release this kind of spiritual wave?"
Sun Mo was speechless.
Do you understand Cannon?
Super big caliber, super big truth!
Li Ziqi's eyes lit up: "It is very difficult to repair the spiritual pattern, so if the weapon is broken, just throw it away."
"No, you can't keep weapons with you all the time."
Bai Huibei is the kind of school who doesn't believe in weapons and believes that the real power is only the power of his own body.
"The pursuit of ordinary people is to kill enemies who are stronger than themselves. That's enough. Is it possible that they also want to kill gods?"
Sun Mo was helpless.
Unexpectedly, Bai Huahua is still a perfectionist and always pursues the most extreme works.
"Looking at it separately, for ordinary people, use spiritual pattern weapons, and for strong people, tattoo them on their bodies. Anyway, they have a high level and strong bodies, and can withstand the infusion of a large amount of spiritual energy."
Sun Mo's denial of Bai Huazhai was understandable, just like in the past, people believed that personal force could fight against foreign guns and cannons.
"Spirit pattern weapons have no limits. If we can create a weapon that can destroy stars with one shot, then even the Supreme Being in the Holy Realm will die."
Bai Huazhai stopped talking.
Because theoretically, this assumption is valid, as long as the energy is large enough, it can destroy everything.
"How about we compare, who can create the first spirit pattern weapon first?"
Bai Huazhai looked at Sun Mo, eager to try.
It's been a long time since he met an opponent worthy of taking action.
"No comparison!"
Sun Mo shook his head, I don't want to humiliate myself.
"All right!"
Bai Huazhai gave up, then pulled out a piece of spiritual pattern paper and started designing.
This thought lasted for another night.
Li Ziqi is here, as a secretary, helping Bai Huazhao pass paper and grind ink, and record some of his insights.
Because Bai Huazhui wanted to talk to Sun Mo from time to time, Sun Mo had no choice but to leave. He was bored and started designing spirit pattern weapons.
Regardless of anything else, let’s start with a large diameter one.
…
"How many days is it?"
Cui Shun'en looked at the closed study door, wishing to go in and find out.
"Five days."
Yan Sui sighed, he really wanted to participate in this discussion.
Judging from the roars that erupted from time to time inside, the three deans must be conducting some kind of research.
"Hey, as long as you let me in, I can be the boy who brings tea and water!"
After Cui Shun'en finished speaking, Xiao Feng looked at him sideways.
You're a big boss, don't you want to lose face?
Just as Xiao Feng was about to complain, he heard people around him echoing his words.
This is really going to piss him off.
no!
I have to find a way, otherwise if this continues, this manor will really have to change its surname to Sun.
But it shouldn’t be, right?
After all, I have been with the teacher for fifteen years.
There is no credit, but there is also hard work!
…
"What's Bai Huazhai doing? You're here, but he doesn't even take the initiative to greet you. It's really shameful!"
Middle-aged people complain.
"It seems like another invention?"
The middle-aged woman pushing the wheelchair laughed: "How about stealing one?"
In the wheelchair, an old man with white hair sat motionless. It was the three people Sun Mo met in front of the gate of the manor before.
Suddenly, his eyes moved and he looked at a young man passing by.
"What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man looked over.
This young man is wearing the uniform of the manor.
"Haha, it seems we are not the only ones who have ideas about this place!"
The old man joked, but anyone who wants to interfere will die.
…
Another fifteen days have passed!
If it weren't for Li Ziqi who had to deliver meals, tea and cakes from the kitchen to the study every three days, everyone would have thought they were going to die there.
Is this retreat time too long?
However, everyone is also more curious, what on earth are Dean Bai and the other three studying?
Finally, in the early morning of one day, Bai Huazhao put down the pen in his hand.
At this time, there were already nine piles of paper in the study room, which were as high as three people. They were all Bai Huazhai's works in the past month.
Li Ziqi and Sun Mo gained a lot.
After all, Bai Huihui is a great master. Just seeing how he draws the spiritual patterns, how he writes and how he lines them is a precious opportunity to broaden his horizons.
"It's a pity that I don't have a refiner here, and I don't know if it will achieve the effect we expected after it is made."
Bai Huazhai sighed.
On the paper, there is a glove drawn.
This is the freshly released spirit pattern weapon.
Originally, Sun Mo's idea was to make it into the shape of a pistol, but Bai Huai rejected it.
Because this is an energy weapon, it uses spiritual energy and does not need to be loaded with ammunition, so there is no need to design such a complicated and bloated structure.
Furthermore, it is too troublesome to use a rifle. It is not like a glove, full of concealment.
When you need to use it, just raise your hand and fire it. The enemy may be dead before they even react.
"Certainly possible!"
Li Ziqi vowed that this was the crystallization of 70% of Bai Huaizhi, 2.50% of the teacher, and 1.50% of his own wisdom. He must succeed.
By the way, it was Li Ziqi’s suggestion that the weapon be shaped like gloves.
"What do you think this weapon should be called?"
Bai Huazhui slumped on the ground. This period of sleeplessness had almost drained all his energy.
"Thanos?"
Sun Mo's first reaction was this.
I'm going to snap my fingers.
"What the hell?"
Bai Huazhai was stunned: "It's better to call it Palm Thunder!"
Dean Bai was incompetent in naming, so he asked Sun Mo. Unexpectedly, he also had no sense of elegance: "Zi Qi said!"
"I think Thanos is pretty good."
Li Ziqi doesn't like this word, but the teacher said it, so I love it.
"Your students are so considerate!"
Bai Huazhai was envious: "Choose a name!"
"For example, it's called Lingbo Cannon. It's simple and easy to remember!"
In the previous discussion, Sun Mo and the others decided to turn the spiritual energy into spiritual waves.
"OK!"
Bai Huazhai only cared about the process of invention. It didn't matter what it was called. He rolled up the spirit pattern paper and handed it to Li Ziqi.
"It belongs to you now."
"I can't have it!"
Li Ziqi refused.
This might be an invention that can change the world, it's too expensive.
"Take it, you are the one who needs it most."
Bai Huaizhi forced it into the small pouch: "Your teacher, his fighting power is too strong. I probably won't need this thing in this life."
"Take it!"
Sun Mo persuaded.
The value of this thing is definitely more than a holy-level masterpiece.
Bai Huazhao gave the results to Li Ziqi and walked towards the desk, but within a few steps, his body shook violently and he almost fell to the ground.
Ahem!
A large mouthful of blood was spit out.
"Dean!"
Sun Mo was shocked.
"It's okay!" Bai Huazhi signaled to Sun Mo not to be nervous: "Let's go, I will take you to a place."
Bai Huai knocked on the desk a few times, and the floor against the wall on the north side opened silently, revealing an entrance.
"I'll take you to see the real secret of Longling Manor."
Bai Huazhai left first.
Li Ziqi glanced at Sun Mo with worry on his face.
Dean Bai really wants to die?
And does it really matter if you tell us this big secret?
Sun Mo patted Xiao Hebao's shoulder and followed.
After walking down the spiraling stone steps, they finally entered a passage. Sun Mo estimated that this place was about a hundred meters underground.
There is no candle lighting here, but the spiritual patterns on the wall emit warm yellow light, which not only provides illumination, but also allows people to see clearly, dispelling the coldness and moisture.
A few minutes later, the three of them came to a stone door.
"Master Sun, can you open it?"
Bai Huazhai asked with a smile.
There is a mysterious spiritual pattern on the stone door. Only by cracking it can the door be opened and you can view the things inside.