Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 155: I Don’t Feel Pain When I Sell My Son

The verification that Old Tang mentioned was naturally related to Xiaoxuan.

When it comes to conducting experiments, Qianji Pavilion is now professional.

All kinds of venues and equipment are available, and safety is guaranteed.

After all, half of the things developed by Qianji Pavilion will explode.

After rigorous and repeated comparative experiments, Zhang Ze and his team discovered several characteristics.

First, only two big heads are needed to activate Xiaoxuan's IQ.

Second, Datou’s IQ will only improve after Xiaoxuan becomes smarter.

Third, Big Head does not need to be too close to Xiaoxuan. The effect can be activated within a radius of 500 meters centered on Xiaoxuan, but it cannot be blocked by space magic tools.

Fourth, after Xiaoxuan and the big heads returned to innocence, they still retained the memories of when they became smart.

Fifth, Zhang Ze gave Xiaoxuan another nickname: the core of the mind.

The other characteristics cannot be measured for the time being, and the reason why Xiaoxuan and the others have made such rapid progress in intelligence is also unknown.

After the experiment was completed, Old Tang taught the big heads the Taoist formula for changing their size. The big heads learned very quickly this time and were able to use it freely in a short while.

Looking at Big Head, who had grown to the size of a normal person and was discussing several Thousand Machine props with Xiaoxuan, Lily rolled her eyes and moved closer.

"Hey everyone, do you like the art of cunning? Do you want me to find something for you to do?" Lily rubbed her hands.

Lily's own project has recently encountered a bottleneck, and Xiaoxuan and Datou, who are more intelligent, are the best and most suitable helpers.

Xiaoxuan, who was more intelligent, saw through Lily's trick immediately and said, "You want us to participate in your experiment."

Lily, who was originally planning to lay the groundwork, smiled awkwardly, but before she could explain, Xiaoxuan continued.

"I have no problem with that. Besides, I really like the Thousand Machine Technique. I also have some ideas for improving the Thousand Machine Armor I'm wearing."

Lily scratched her face. She felt uncomfortable with the intelligent and sensible Xiaoxuan.

The big heads also nodded in response, "I am staying here temporarily. The master has something to ask of me, so there is no reason to refuse. Please come in, young friend."

"Come here, come here." Seeing that the matter was settled, Lily became cheerful again.

After Lily and the others left, Old Tang said, "You already know about the Shidan incident, but do you know where it came from?"

This question really stumped Zhang Ze. No one could explain how Shi Dan came about.

The only information we know now is those few riddles about Shi Dan. Zhang Ze looked at Old Tang and said, "You know."

Old Tang looked at Zhang Ze's expectant eyes and spread his hands, "I don't know."

Zhang Ze, “.”

"But I know something else." Old Tang continued to keep the secret.

He waited for a while, and continued when Zhang Ze didn't respond.

"The Stone Pill is an heirloom of the Dongqi royal family. They have been trying to decipher the secret of the Stone Pill."

Old Tang took out a palm-sized magic circle with mysterious array symbols engraved on it, which was very similar to the ones Zhang Ze had obtained before.

This shrunken magic circle is probably what Old Tang found in the big tomb.

"How do you know?" Although Zhang Ze also had this guess, he had no evidence.

"Boy, don't underestimate the heritage of the Six Sects. Although it was a chaotic time after the fall of Dong Qi, some inheritances were not cut off. The Taoist classics collected in Longhu Mountain are not just for display." At this time, a breeze came from nowhere, blowing Old Tang's ethereal aura.

"What does it say above?" Zhang Ze asked.

"I forgot." Old Tang spread his hands again.

"No, didn't you just say those things weren't just for show?" Zhang Ze suddenly felt a little tired watching Old Tang, who was acting so eccentric and witty. "The atmosphere was right, just saying it casually. I've never seen those old almanacs," Old Tang said as if it was a matter of course.

Zhang Ze felt that it was boring to tell Lao Tang a boring crosstalk, but before he could say anything, Lao Tang patted Zhang Ze's shoulder and said like a good brother, "I just forgot what was written on it. It's not like those books are lost."

"This is a very easy matter. We have one master and one elder. Pan is currently serving as the emperor at Mount Longhu, and my grandson is the next master.

The four of us can do whatever we want. No one in Longhu Mountain dares to disobey us. When the time comes, I'll write a letter to my grandson and ask him to move all those crappy books here.

How dare they disobey the master's orders?

By the way, I heard from Lily that our Qianji Pavilion seems to be short of people who are proficient in formations and talismans.

There are a lot of people like this in Longhu Mountain, so I tried to trick a few of them.

I think your Fire Qilin is interesting. Just like Xiao Tang said, we can get more of them and bring them to Longhu Mountain to use as magical instruments for the new disciples. That way we can make some extra money."

Old Tang said that in the end, it has become our Qianji Pavilion and their Longhu Mountain. He looks like a father selling his son without any regrets.

"Isn't this bad?" Even Zhang Ze, who was so shameless, felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing wrong with it. This is very good." Old Tang patted Zhang Ze's shoulder.

At the end of the conversation, Old Tang got the title of Grand Grand Elder of Qianji Pavilion. It looked like he really didn't plan to leave.

"Lead the way." Old Tang felt relaxed and at ease at this moment. He stretched lazily.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Take me to find Zhengyi, I need to have another good chat with him." Old Tang said arrogantly.

The inner gate of the Seventh Sword Pavilion, the residence of the Pavilion Master.

Old Tang is chatting with Zhengyi.

The content of the conversation was meaningless. Although it sounded mysterious, Zhang Ze felt that they were just arguing with each other.

I can only say that Old Tang is worthy of being Old Tang. He has rich experience in bringing others to the same level as himself.

Zhang Ze squatted in the yard, folded a piece of white paper into the shape of a paper sword, popped it out and retracted it, waiting for Old Tang to come out bored.

The last time he squatted here was before he went to Hancheng. Zhang Ze remembered that he had his junior sister by his side at that time, but now his junior sister was locked up at home by Lao Deng, and he didn't know when she would come out.

A'li felt very sorry for not being by his side, so he just felt that the time was about right, so he packed up and changed his appearance to go to the night market to set up a stall.

Zhang Ze looked at the sun that was about to set, and listened to the noises in the house. He felt that the two old men would continue to argue for a few more hours.

In the inner sect of the Sword Sect, there is only one way to go up and down the mountain, and there are no extra forks, so Old Tang should not get lost.

So Zhang Ze quietly left the yard, ran down the mountain, and then went directly through the teleportation array back to Qianji Pavilion. He planned to go to the night market for a good stroll. He hadn't been home for a long time and missed the pancakes at the night market.

Zhang Ze strolled along the pedestrian street with a pancake in one hand and a grilled skewer in the other. He felt as if he had returned to his previous life, but the cheerful laughter of the monsters quickly brought him back to reality.

Just as he was lamenting the impermanence of life and the complexity of life, someone suddenly patted Zhang Ze from behind.

Looking back, he found that it was a handsome middle-aged man in blue clothes, whom Zhang Ze had never seen before.

Until the man spoke.

When Zhang Ze heard the sound, he took a step back in shock and the pancake in his hand fell to the ground.

"No, handsome guy, who are you? Why have you lost weight? Where's that chin of yours? I don't recognize you as my Grandpa Wang."

Mr. Wang Buyu, who had become more handsome and thinner, sighed and a purple thunder struck Zhang Ze's feet.

Zhang Ze felt the familiar breath and shook his head, "I don't accept it. Please change back quickly. I beg you."

(End of this chapter)