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Immortal Space

Chapter 393: delve into
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  Chapter 393 Research

   After Wang Hong planted all the elixirs of the Jiejin Pill, he walked around in the space a few times.

  The most planted in the space are some second-order spirits, because he has a large number of subordinates in the foundation building period and is in great demand.

  Of course, there are also many spiritual objects that are thousands of years old.

  The silkworms he raises are already the size of a thumb, and after a few more years in the space, they should be able to spin silk.

  The area where poisonous bees grow is full of various poisonous flowers and weeds.

   Especially the pink skull flower is the most. Wang Hong has used the pollen of the pink skull flower several times. After realizing its benefits, he deliberately increased the planting ratio.

   This poisonous area is now controlled by his spiritual power to form a wall, all surrounded, those inside cannot get out, and those outside cannot enter.

  These poisonous bees have improved the overall strength of the bee colony due to the improvement of the blood of the queen bee. Now there are many poisonous bees that can naturally grow to the first-order top-grade.

   After playing in the space for a while, Wang Hong started to read again. He collected some information and wanted to study the refining method of the psionic cannon.

   For this reason, he also removed a psionic cannon from the spaceship as a reference.

   This psychic cannon was disassembled by Wang Hong without any accident, but the psychic cannon was originally a whole, and after being disassembled by him, it could never be recovered, which was a waste of a cannon.

  Wang Hong didn't care about this either, as long as he could master the refining method of psychic cannons, he would be able to refine a large number of psychic cannons.

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   During the period after that, whenever he had free time every day, he would go into the space to study the refining of psionic cannons.

  If others found out about this, they would definitely think he was crazy. Things like psionic cannons can be regarded as refining weapons.

  But there is no blueprint for refining equipment in this area, and there is no senior teaching in this area. It is simply a dream to successfully refine it.

  However, Wang Hong never thinks this way, any exercises, secret techniques, magic tools, talismans, etc., do not fall from the sky.

  These things were created by the ancestors of the human race after countless years of development.

  Since the predecessors were able to create these things, how could the future generations be worse than the predecessors on the basis of learning from the predecessors.

  Thinking that people today are not as good as people in ancient times is just an excuse for standing still.

  He has now figured out the principle of the psychic cannon, which is actually the product of the combination of refining and formation, and its working principle is somewhat similar to that of a talisman.

  A talisman is a form of converting a spell into an array and saving it on a piece of talisman paper. When using it, it only needs a little magic power to stimulate it.

  The surface psychic cannon uses spirit stones as the basis of spiritual power. It imitates the operation of a spell's spiritual power in the form of a formation inside, and then transforms this spiritual power into a spell to bombard it.

  Now that he has figured out the key points, Wang Hong is also unequivocal and will do what he says.

   Fortunately, he had collected enough various materials before, so he quickly found a few suitable materials and started refining them.

  Now, the two aspects of refining and formation are not too difficult for him.

   It took only three days for him to successfully refine a psionic cannon.

  The barrel of this cannon is thick and long, ferocious and mighty, and those who are less timid will be frightened when they see it.

  Wang Hong was about to try firing a cannon to see how the effect would be. He quietly came to a quiet place where no one was around, and then took out the cannon.

   Skillfully filled the spirit stone inside, pressed his hand on a slightly protruding place, and only needed to inject a small amount of mana to stimulate it.

  Then he saw that this spiritual cannon emitted spiritual fluctuations and emitted a faint light.

   "Boom!" A loud noise alarmed all the monks in the camp. Thinking it was a monster attack, they rushed out of the houses with weapons in hand.

   There are also some monsters with special talents and abilities. Sometimes they will cross the line of defense and launch sneak attacks on human monks from behind. This kind of thing has happened several times in the line of defense.

  At this moment, no one dared to be negligent. When they arrived at the place where the sound came out, brother saw a dark figure about to get up from the ground.

  Although I don't know what kind of monster it is, it still looks a bit like a human being. There are also many monsters with human form in the monster clan, and everyone didn't think it was too strange.

   I have to say that everyone's fighting skills are still very high. At this time, they didn't hesitate to sacrifice magic weapons and blast at the black figure.

   "Naughty beast! How dare you attack the camp alone!"

   "Eat me!"

   "Die!"

  …

   Just when all the magic weapons were about to hit, they could be blown into ashes just by seeing them.

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  The black figure was obviously not of Yi Yu's generation either. The black shadow suddenly blurred and turned into an afterimage, which quickly flashed outside the attacking circle of the crowd.

  Only a few spiritual weapons hit the black shadow, but this black shadow is worthy of being a monster. After being hit by several spiritual weapons at the same time, he only took a step back and stabilized his figure.

  When everyone turned around the magic weapon and was about to aim again, this humanoid black shadow actually said at this moment: "Everyone stop, it's me!"

   "Huh? It seems to be a human!"

   "Could it be a typo?"

"what's wrong with you?"

  Many people had doubts in their hearts, and at the same time they took back the sacrificed magic weapon, but they still did not relax their vigilance. Many of the demon clan can speak human language.

  The thin monkey in the crowd had already recognized the voice, and said in surprise, "Boss! Why are you here? Everyone stop, this is our boss!"

  Wang Hong took the opportunity to wipe his face, wiping off a layer of black ash on his face, revealing the outline of his face. Obviously, many people in the crowd knew Wang Hong, so he really stopped at this time.

   "I'm very sorry for disturbing fellow daoists. I'm testing the power of a spiritual weapon. I accidentally made a little noise."

  As he spoke, he saluted and apologized to everyone.

  The others slowly dispersed, but everyone was puzzled, not knowing what kind of spiritual weapon it was, it was so terrifying, and even hurt themselves.

  Wang Hong activated the psychic cannon just now, and was waiting for it to shoot forward. Unexpectedly, the entire psychic cannon suddenly exploded.

  Because the explosion was right next to him, he was unprepared, and he steadfastly withstood all the power of the explosion.

  The power of the explosion was no less than that of a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment. Fortunately, he was successful in body training, otherwise he might only be left with a pile of minced meat.

   "Boss, are you planning to study the method of dying with others?" The thin monkey saw that Wang Hong seemed to be fine, so he stopped worrying and joked instead.

  Wang Hong didn't have the time to talk to him, but fell into deep thought, thinking about the reason for this failure.