Chapter 115: Rebuking Fang Qiu

The Spirit Stove is the core component of a treasure ship, like the base of a spirit pattern.

In the empire, there are many treasure ships for commercial and civilian use, with different styles and different functions on board.

But the treasure ship Lao Mo mentioned was completely different from other treasure ships. It was called the Ziying battleship, and it was the strategic weapon of the imperial military.

In the Zi Yao Empire, warships are divided into three classes: small, medium and large.

Like the Silver Eagle battleship that Shi Yu took when he arrived at the Blood Killing Camp before, it was a medium-sized battleship newly developed by the Imperial Academy of Divinity. The space was enough to accommodate thousands of people, and it was equipped with a spirit-patterned battle cannon, so its attack power was extremely terrifying.

The Ziying warship that Lao Mo is going to transform is a small warship, and it is the most famous classic warship in the empire. It has been updated more than ten times over hundreds of years, and it has reached the peak level among the current small warships. .

This also means that the Ziying battleship has almost no room for improvement and transformation.

But Lao Mo doesn't think so. The core of a battleship is the spiritual stove, and the core of the spiritual stove is the spiritual pattern.

As long as it is a spiritual pattern, there is the possibility of continuous improvement and improvement!

Lao Mo is a master of spirit patterns. He has been immersed in spirit patterns for many years. He is very clear that if the "Yuehua Spirit Pattern" can be replaced by "Baoguang Jinyan Spirit Pattern", the power of the Ziying battleship can be reborn. The change!

To this end, he spent the past few months sleeping and eating, constantly trying and researching various possibilities, and experimenting many times himself, but all of them ended in failure in the end.

It's not because of the spirit stove, but because of the spirit pattern!

According to the different power, the spirit pattern is divided into four levels: primary, intermediate, advanced, and top.

"Baoguang Jinyan Spiritual Array" is an intermediate-level spiritual pattern. The most significant effect is that it can absorb the light of the sun and the moon, and smelt a terrifying power called the fire of Jinyan.

The "Yuehua Spiritual Array" is a primary spiritual pattern, which can only absorb the essence of the moon at night. Although the power it produces is strong, it is still a grade lower than the Baoguang Jinyan Spiritual Array. .

Unfortunately, the Ziying battleship has its own limits, and its specifications and materials make it difficult to equip a higher-level spirit pattern.

Unless the Ziying battleship is completely rebuilt, but in this way, can it still be called the Ziying battleship? What's more, the Ziying battleship is a classic battleship. Its specifications and materials have been perfected by countless spirit pattern masters over hundreds of years. It is almost perfect.

With Lao Mo's ability, he didn't dare to say that with his own strength, he could completely transform the Ziying battleship from start to finish.

Therefore, he could only transform the spiritual furnace and try to replace the original spiritual pattern with a new spiritual pattern.

But many lessons from failure made Lao Mo deeply realize that it is extremely difficult to achieve this step. If it weren't for the news from Xiaoman today, Lao Mo would have almost given up!

Because of this, when Lin Xun appeared and said that he could help him solve this problem, Lao Mo was naturally looking forward to it.

But at the same time, he was also extremely worried in his heart. He is a master of spirit patterns, so he can say that his accomplishments in spirit patterns are at least top-notch among all the masters of spirit patterns in the entire empire!

Even he can't figure this out, can Lin Xun, a 13- or 14-year-old boy, do it?

Although Lao Mo had serious doubts in his heart, he had already been driven into a corner by this problem, so he could only put it aside temporarily and use the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Swish swish!

While Lao Mo was thinking wildly, Lin Xun was already standing in front of the high platform, picked up a seal pen, and bent over to draw a sketch on a piece of white paper.

The sharp tip of the pen is dipped in the most common black ink, and in a light and elegant way, a strand of hair-like spiritual traces flows on the white paper.

But when staring at these spiritual traces, there is no sense of lightness, but instead gives people a kind of condensed and clumsy power.

Lao Mo's eyes lit up. The most important thing for a spirit tattoo artist is the power of the brush. The power of the brush varies from person to person.

Lin Xun's movements are reckless and elegant, light and skilful, like flowing clouds and flowing water, while the traces of the spiritual patterns under the seal carving are solemn and simple, majestic and majestic. This is not something that can be done just by having solid basic skills, but obviously in the tempering of the spirit pattern, it has its own style!

This is so rare!

At least among the spirit pattern masters that Lao Mo knew, who could do this at the age of thirteen or fourteen, he could hardly find one.

The expectations in Lao Mo's heart have increased a lot, and the eyes that look at Lin Xun are also faintly different. This kid is not simple!

But when he saw the spirit patterns carved by Lin Xunsuo, Lao Mo frowned and couldn't help saying, "Is this the Qingyi real wood spirit formation?"

Lin Xun looked focused, as if deaf, and continued to write.

With his current ability, he can't make a complete spiritual pattern by himself, but it is easy to just trace a spiritual pattern.

Seeing that Lin Xun was ignoring him, Lao Mo didn't say much, but the more he looked, the more wrong he was. When he saw that Lin Xun obviously planned to write a pattern of "Tuguang Gangshan Spiritual Array", he immediately patted the table and shouted. : "No, no, you are planning to use these two arrays as a medium to form a bridge, so as to unite the other two spirit patterns? Give it up, I have tried your method, and it is not feasible at all!"

Lin Xun frowned, being interrupted when he was writing the spirit pattern, which made him extremely unhappy, he couldn't help but glance at Lao Mo coldly: "You can't, it doesn't mean others can't, if you don't believe me, I will immediately Walk!"

Lao Mo's expression was stagnant, and he forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, saying: "Boy, you have something, I want to see what tricks you can play in the end!"

Lin Xun ignored him, laying down on the high platform to concentrate on writing, his expression focused, and the ancient well in his heart was not disturbed.

He followed Mr. Deer to learn the spirit patterns since he was a child. In the past years in the mine prison, the spirit patterns occupied almost all of his life.

Like Mr. Lu, Lin Xun also hated being disturbed when writing spirit patterns. This may be the strange temper that every spirit pattern master has more or less.

And Lin Xunyue was like this, which made Lao Mo annoyed, but the expectations in his heart increased a lot. Is this kid really confident?

Lao Mo intends to continue watching.

Time passed bit by bit, and Lin Xun quickly wrote dense and complex spirit patterns on the white sheets of white paper. In just half an hour, four completely different spirit patterns appeared!

Lao Mo looks a little messy. He has created so many spirit patterns. What is this kid going to do? He couldn't guess Lin Xun's intention at all.

When this made him suspicious, he couldn't help but look forward to it even more. No matter whether Lin Xun was playing tricks or not, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he could write a series of spirit patterns accurately and perfectly. Not everyone can do it.

Lao Mo touched his chin, looked at Lin Xun's focused profile, and suddenly thought that this young man has such accomplishments at such an age, so who is the master who taught him the spirit patterns?

"Lao Mo, what do you think?"

I don't know when, Xiaoman came over, his arms crossed his chest and stood on one side, staring at Lin Xun with water-like star eyes, with a hint of curiosity. She is dressed in a sexy and hot leather jacket, with white and greasy skin, a pretty and sexy face, and a pair of slender and straight thighs standing casually, with a lazy and sultry style.

This is the stunner, every frown, smile, and every move have a natural charm.

Lao Mo secretly swallowed his saliva, his eyes flashed like lightning from Xiaoman's full and astonishing chest, and then he snorted coldly: "What's the matter, this kid has a big temper, who knows if he is pretending to be a ghost? ?"

Xiaoman said in surprise: "You can't see what he's doing? Lao Mo, you are a master of spirit patterns. You brag about how amazing you are all day long..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lao Mo's face sank, and he interrupted like a roar: "You are a woman who understands the spirit patterns of Mao Mao, and it is you who can intervene in matters between our spirit pattern masters?"

Xiaoman pouted and said disdainfully, "Don't pretend to be in front of the old lady, I really don't understand this, but I know how to dig out the eyes of an old rascal in the shortest time!"

Lao Mo froze all over, and withdrew his gaze that was about to stick to Xiaoman's full chest, and sighed: "Oh, you girl is really, what are you doing in such revealing clothes all day long, and your body is still so sexy, it hurts I don't even know where to put my eyes."

A very aggrieved look.

Xiaoman took a sip and said, "Stop gags, let me ask you what's going on?"

Lao Mo looked at Lin Xun, who was lying in front of the high platform, writing quickly, with a complicated expression, and said, "I can only understand the spirit pattern diagram he wrote, but it's hard to figure out what he wants to do. There is no connection between these and the transformation of the spiritual furnace."

In the voice, there is a rare trace of ending.

Xiaoman was stunned, and looked at Lin Xun, looking at his focused and handsome profile, and muttered: "A serious man, he is the most handsome..."

Lao Mo couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "I never saw you say that when I was concentrating on my work every day."

Xiaoman giggled and chuckled: "You poor old man is so ugly, how can there be such a fresh and delicious young man."

Lao Mo said in surprise: "Do you want an old cow to eat tender grass? They are only thirteen or fourteen years old, so don't harm them!"

Xiaoman said disdainfully, "Just say it when you're jealous, and don't pretend to be in front of my mother."

Lao Mo's face became hot, and he snorted coldly.

He knew that he couldn't talk about Xiaoman, and arguing with a woman was the stupidest.

At this time, Lin Xun, who was leaning over the high platform, suddenly straightened up, dropped his seal pen, turned around, and handed a stack of white paper full of writing to Lao Mo, saying, "It's done."

done?

Lao Mo and Xiao Man were stunned for a while, and they couldn't care less about bickering, and their eyes all fell on the stack of white papers.