Cultivator Sunflower looked for a hotel and used the computer there to look at the information on Stressed by a Mountain of Books for the past year.
He started from the beginning and carefully looked at it, afraid that he would miss out on any useful clues.
However, after looking at the information for half a year — dammit, it was the campus life of an ordinary university student. Studying, attending classes, making a few friends, good grades. He would occasionally play games, and his favorite thing was to go to the bookstore to freeload books every day …
He was a single teenager who liked sports and excelled in both academics and conduct.
However, he couldn't find anything valuable!
"Did the intelligence department trick me?" The first thought that came to Cultivator Sunflower's mind was that someone was trying to trick him. Fortunately, he patiently read through it bit by bit until he reached the latest month's worth of information. Only then did he see some movement.
According to the intelligence department of the Limitless Demon Sect, one month ago, there was a small organization of cultivators in a nearby city that investigated the past of Stressed by a Mountain of Books. However, in the end, the leader of this small cultivator organization, the Altar Leader, died mysteriously, and this matter came to an end just like that.
According to the intelligence of the Limitless Demon Sect, the corpse of 'Altar Master' was found on a train. It was cruelly dismembered by someone using exquisite sword techniques. The murderer seemed to be a western monk, a pretty strong cultivator of the First Stage. Currently, he was still in prison.
This was all the information that the Limitless Demon Sect could find. After all, at that time, the small organization of cultivators was very secretive. Another month had passed, and they couldn't find any useful clues.
After that, 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books', Su Clan's Seven, and the younger generation of the Su Clan were involved in the 'Moon Saber Sect' incident that GONG ZIHAI had planned. Then, they successfully snatched food from GONG ZIHAI's tiger mouth and took the 'Blood God Crystal'.
Only in these two incidents did 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books' show a side that didn't belong to an ordinary person. .
Cultivator Sunflower pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.
"Among these pieces of information, only that small organization of cultivators might be of use. The people left in that small organization are all cultivators of the First Stage with two or three apertures. Their cultivation techniques are also terrible. Maybe I can make use of them. As long as I give them better cultivation techniques and resources, I might even be able to subdue this small cultivator organization! "
However, even if this small organization of cultivators could come in handy, how could he deal with the seniors beside Stressed by a Mountain of Books?
Eh, wait … he seemed to have forgotten something?
Damn!!!
Young Mistress Candy!
Earlier, he had asked Young Mistress Candy to steal the Blood God Crystal from Stressed by a Mountain of Books' house.
But now, this' Stressed by a Mountain of Books' has a terrifying senior cultivator by his side. I forgot to remind Young Mistress Candy. If Young Mistress Candy stealthily sneaked into Stressed by a Mountain of Books' house to steal the Blood God Crystal, she would definitely be beaten up by that senior. He might even be locked in the basement and subjected to all kinds of torture.
Cultivator Sunflower quickly grabbed his phone and dialed Young Mistress Candy's number. "Tang Tang, I hope you don't act so quickly! Answer the phone, hurry up and answer the phone! "
"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is powered off. sorry，the_number_you_dialed_is_power_off。”
The voice that came from the phone made him realize the cruelty of reality.
Don't, don't tell me he's already acting?
Cultivator Sunflower's hand that was holding the phone stiffened — should he go look for Tang Tang and bring her back?
However, when he thought of that terrifying senior who would create a 'crater' when he fell on flat ground, Cultivator Sunflower's heart was shrouded in a thick shadow.
If he met that senior, he wouldn't even need to make a move. Once he got close, he would just have to lie down on the ground and he would be dead!
What should I do?
Should I leave him to die?
Cultivator Sunflower's face was filled with despair, helplessness, and confusion.
At this time, he didn't notice that behind him, a Pekingese demon dog calmly used its paw to turn off the recording function of the single-lens reflex camera. It used a magical technique to cover its body, and just like that, it openly followed behind Cultivator Sunflower to record the scene. When it was almost done, it leisurely left.
Mission accomplished, a new notebook computer was now in his hands. With his own computer, he no longer had to worry about Song Shuhang or Senior White snatching the computer away from him. He could play games with his wife anytime and anywhere!
Oh yeah!
Should I celebrate? What should I do?
I should go back and scold the stupid Huangshan for not coming to bring me back.
Spit on his face. Is that suppressed 'Unmiki Michinaga' more important than me who ran away from home?
Then what should I do?
Hmm, I should go back and think about how to have some fun. My wife in the game can't accompany me the whole day. After all, normal people need to sleep.
And the stupid Huangshan still hasn't come to pick me up. If I don't have some fun, I'll be bored to death …
* * * * *
At this time, in Medicine Master's building.
Venerable White's face was full of satisfaction. The computer was placed beside him, and on the screen was the blueprint of the air conditioner.
Then, the senior dismantled the internal and external units of the air conditioner into a pile of spare parts.
"The way humans think is getting more and more interesting. Although the air conditioner isn't useful for cultivators, it's a must-have item for normal people in the hot summer. How interesting. This era is really a beautiful era. There are so many things worth dismantling! "
"Hmm, before Song Shuhang's Little Friend wakes up, let's install the air conditioner." As he spoke, Venerable White began to assemble the internal and external units of the air conditioner. This time, he had learned from the previous lesson. From the moment he started dismantling the air conditioner, he firmly remembered every step of dismantling the air conditioner.
Soon, the internal and external units of the air conditioner were assembled.
"This time, there are no spare parts left. As expected, as long as I work hard, there won't be any problems!" Venerable White's face was full of confidence. He carried the internal and external units of the air conditioner back to the second floor, reassembled it, and plugged it in.
Using the remote control to turn on the air conditioner, Senior White's face was full of confidence!
About five to six seconds later.
Crackle crackle … The familiar sound of an electric current was followed by a cloud of black smoke.
The air conditioner was also burnt.
Venerable White froze. He quickly turned off the power of the air conditioner.
"How can this be? I've been doing it step by step without any problems! Why is it burning again! "
Senior White was extremely distressed.
At the same time, he quietly glanced at Song Shuhang's room. Song Shuhang's Little Friend was still sleeping soundly.
"There's no other way. I can only use a formation to replace the air conditioner's function!" Senior White rubbed his hands and dismantled the air conditioner again. He prepared to carve a 'Spirit Gathering Formation' inside, and another formation that could automatically adjust the surrounding temperature.
However … just as he was about to carve the formation, he suddenly thought of something.
"Hey, wait — I don't think I've learned a formation that can automatically adjust the temperature!" Senior White was stunned.
This was because once a cultivator opened their Heart Aperture, they would have the ability to automatically adjust their body temperature. There was no need for a formation that could automatically adjust the temperature!
"What should I do?" Senior White looked at the air conditioner guiltily.
After thinking for a while, he quietly dismantled the air conditioner again, packed it into a box, and moved it downstairs to the courtyard.
Next, he casually broke a tree branch in the courtyard, cut it into the shape of a sword, and carved several complicated formations on it.
Finally, he poured some spiritual energy into the wooden sword.
After completing a series of changes, the originally ordinary wooden sword transformed into a seven-colored wooden sword!
Senior White murmured, "Haha, I haven't made one in a long time. I'm rusty."
Disposable Flying Sword 004 Edition!
As the name suggested, this was a type of disposable flying sword created by Senior White.
Next, Senior White moved the packed air conditioner onto the wooden flying sword.
He made a sword gesture and used the Flying Sword Technique. "Go!"
The 'Disposable Flying Sword 004 Edition' soared into the sky, carrying the packed air conditioner box, and flew higher and higher.
It flew and flew, and after reaching a certain height, it turned into a lump of ice. However, the flying sword's speed was not affected, and it continued to maintain a speed that wouldn't catch fire due to friction, leisurely passing through the atmosphere.
In the end, it flew into space and began its long life of wandering in space …
As long as the spiritual energy in the 'Disposable Flying Sword 004 Edition' wasn't exhausted, and it didn't run into a star, a black hole, or a group of meteorites or other natural disasters, this household air conditioner would become the first household air conditioner on Earth to carry out 'space travel'.
Actually, before this, there was a luxurious royal carriage, three mechanical dragons, two mechanical elephants, a big snake monster that offended Senior White, a sophisticated seismograph, and so on. They rode the 'Disposable Flying Sword 001 Edition', 'Disposable Flying Sword 002 Edition', and 'Disposable Flying Sword 003 Edition' respectively, and with the help of Senior White, they began their tragic journey in space.
When it came to sending these things into space, Senior White was very experienced. He could now control the flying sword's speed so that these things wouldn't catch fire due to friction before they rushed out of the atmosphere. They also wouldn't suddenly fall from the sky due to lack of power.
With the Flying Sword Technique, he easily started his journey in space.
After doing all this, Senior White secretly wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Then, he returned to the second floor and engraved an illusion array in the original position of the air conditioner.
After a while, a lifelike 'air conditioner internal unit' appeared in its original position.
Then, Senior White also engraved an illusion array outside, and a lifelike 'air conditioner external unit' appeared in its original position.
"Haha, done."
"Next, in a few days, I will go to the friends in the group to exchange some money and quietly buy an air conditioner. For the time being, I will make do with it. "Senior White laughed dryly. He hoped that fellow daoist Song Shuhang wouldn't notice anything unusual in the next few days.
He shouldn't be discovered. After all, his illusion level was pretty good.
Hehehe ~
After engraving the array, Senior White felt a little guilty. He took his laptop back to the third floor to the room Song Shuhang arranged for him.
However, as soon as he returned to the third floor, he saw the color screen TV in his room.
He couldn't take it anymore. His hands started to move.
Three minutes later, Senior White gritted his teeth and said firmly, "It doesn't matter. Dismantling one is dismantling, dismantling two is also dismantling! At most, I will buy a new set for all of them! "
Then, with a face full of happiness, he dismantled the TV...
* * * * * *
At this time, Song Shuhang was already sleeping soundly.
Because of the overuse of mental power, the quality of his sleep was exceptionally good.
Suddenly, a small black dot appeared on the top of the sleeping Song Shuhang's head.
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