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In fact, it’s not surprising that Master Zheng reacted so strongly. It’s mainly because he saw too many magical things.

Take the walkie-talkie for example. Yes, he knew that this thing allowed two people to communicate across a long distance.

But he had no idea what the principle behind this was. People are afraid of the unknown.

Modern people may not think it’s a big deal, because most of them have received nine years of compulsory education and have a basic understanding of science.

But if you put yourself in the perspective of the ancients, you will understand that thinking is different in an unknown state.

Even though the walkie-talkie was in Master Zheng's hands, he had even used it personally.

But the problem is that the ancients had never even come into contact with electricity, let alone electromagnetic waves that could transmit information.

In Master Zheng's opinion, he could only regard it as some kind of magical weapon left behind by an immortal.

Because apart from this explanation, he couldn't think of how this was done, coupled with the scene happening before his eyes.

His cognition could not give a reasonable explanation, and Wei Wu had never explained the principle to him.

Therefore, with his limited knowledge, he could only explain it with ghosts and gods.

The more he saw from Wei Wu, the more he felt that Wei Wu was unfathomable.

Only then would one say that there really are Taoist and magical arts in this world.

After Master Zheng finished speaking, Dharma King Qingyang finally came to his senses.

He turned to look at Wei Wu, suppressing the shock in his heart, and asked hesitantly:

"Brother Chen, what exactly is this? Can you explain to me how you did it?"

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Wei Wu just smiled faintly and explained:

"Brother Jiang, it's actually very simple. It's just some hidden tricks. I have something hidden in my sleeves."

"When no one is looking, throw this thing into the water, and the white mist will appear."

As he spoke, Wei Wu raised his hand again and waved it on the table, and a piece of dry ice the size of a lighter appeared on the table.

"Look, this is it. Just throw it into the water, and anyone can make a thick white mist rise from the clear water."

After hearing what Wei Wu said, Dharma King Qingyang's eyes immediately became excited.

If this thing is really so simple and anyone can use it, then it would be an incomparable treasure!

To others, this might just be some tricks, but to the White Lotus Sect, it is a sacred object.

With just a little demonstration, it is as easy as eating and drinking water to fool ignorant people into becoming believers.

Thinking of this, Dharma King Qingyang immediately stretched out his hand, ready to try it himself.

Fortunately, he still had his wits about him. He stopped halfway and turned to look at Wei Wu.

"Brother Chen, can you let me try this myself?"

"Of course, Brother Jiang, you can try it!"

After getting Wei Wu's permission, Dharma King Qingyang immediately reached out and grabbed the dry ice in his palm.

Feeling the biting chill coming from his palm, Dharma King Qingyang couldn't help but exclaim.

"Brother Chen, this, this, this, this is actually ice?"

Hearing this, Wei Wu chuckled and nodded, then immediately shook his head.

"Yes and no, but this thing is extremely cold and can cause frostbite if you're not careful. Brother Jiang, it's best not to hold it in your hand for a long time. Put it in water instead!"

In fact, even without Wei Wu saying anything, Dharma King Qingyang also felt a tingling sensation in his palm.

Now hearing Wei Wu say in person that his hands might get frostbite, he no longer hesitated and immediately threw the dry ice into the copper basin.

Then, just like before, a large amount of milky white mist rolled out from the copper basin.

If King Qingyang had not seen it with his own eyes and tried it himself, he really would not have believed it.

The fairy-like white mist in front of me was actually released from that small piece of ice.