Chapter 215 Drip irrigation technology is introduced into Lingtian

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder what these are?"

The monk who was packing his things didn't expect that someone would come up to ask him. He was startled. After he came to his senses, he said proudly.

"These are some of my personal inventions, made by combining formations, spiritual stones, spiritual crystals and some machinery." This monk wearing glasses has a watermelon head, is short, and has a very thin body.

It was as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

But he was very proud when he introduced what he had made.

Tian Xiaobao asked him, "What are the functions of these instruments?",

He pulled out something and said proudly: "Look, this is a flying machine that allows low-level monks to fly without a spiritual sword!

However, this instrument is still under development and can only fly for one breath...and cannot control the direction.

But look at this!

This is an invention that I am very satisfied with. As long as you input spiritual power into it, the spiritual power can be transmitted back to your body intact.

Although you seem useless, if you figure out why he can return the spiritual power intact, you can solve the monks' problem of exhausted combat spiritual power!

..."

This guy talked endlessly about several of his inventions. Except for the device that he had just brought back to life that could transmit spiritual power, everything else seemed useless to Tian Xiaobao.

But even this device that can transmit spiritual power was completed by him unintentionally, and the principle has not yet been discovered.

Cold sweat broke out on Tian Xiaobao's head. This little monk was like those useless scientists in his previous life, who actually invented some gadgets that had no effect on human society.

For example, what looks like a gun is actually the invention of a lighter, or what looks like a shoe but is actually a hair dryer.

Tian Xiaobao was about to interrupt him and leave, when suddenly an object caught his eye.

This is a pipe several feet long, with some holes at the bottom.

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, to interrupt. What is that?" He pointed to the pipe over there.

"Oh, you are talking about this. I invented this specially for spiritual farmers. As long as these pipes are buried in the spiritual field, or placed on the spiritual field, connected to the water source, each pipe can be controlled through the spiritual stone control valve.

The water output of the pipe achieves the function of watering spiritual plants.

However, I admit that this thing is indeed a bit useless, and it is not as simple as a monk's spell, but..."

Before this person could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Tian Xiaobao.

Zheng Boyu was listening very bored and didn't know how Brother Bao heard it. He was about to remind him that it was time to leave, but when he saw Tian Xiaobao, his eyes were shining brightly and he was staring at an instrument the stall owner was talking about.

Does Brother Bao want such a useless thing?

But following Tian Xiaobao's words, he was stunned.

"Can I customize some of this?"

"Well, it is indeed a bit useless...Huh? Ah! What? You just said...that you want to customize something?" the dwarf monk said in a daze.

To be honest, he had told others about his inventions many times before, but most of them were laughed at, let alone sold, but the man in front of him actually wanted to buy them!

"I can... I can... Of course I can..." he said excitedly.

Tian Xiaobao then took out a pen and paper and drew a picture based on the size of an acre of spiritual land.

"This is what I need. Fellow Taoist, take a look and see if you can do it."

The short monk took a look and saw that it was still a big order. The monk in front of him actually wanted to directly order an acre of equipment.

He doesn't really want to use this to water the spiritual field, does he?

"It's possible, but it's a lot of work. It will take me about seven or eight days to make it."

"No problem, add a Qiyuan friend. When you are ready, contact me directly. How many spiritual stones are needed in total?"

He lowered his head and calculated for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed: "Fellow Taoist, your quantity is too large. I have to go to the alliance to buy goods, so it won't be too cheap. It will probably cost more than a thousand spiritual stones."

"No problem." Tian Xiaobao directly took out 500 spirit stones as a deposit.

This kid was shocked again.

Such a generous move.

Zheng Boyu was also stunned by Tian Xiaobao's operation.,

But Tian Xiaobao secretly rejoiced in his heart. Although this thing was useless to other monks, it was a fun and useful device to him.

If you install it in the spiritual field in your own space, and then connect it to the spiritual spring water in the space and let it water it regularly, then you don't need to manually apply rain frequently.

As long as you determine the amount of watering for each spiritual plant, you can maximize the growth of the spiritual plants.

The main reason is that I am too busy and often forget to water the spiritual plants.

After adding the romantic friends, the short monk packed up his things in a hurry and left. Tian Xiaobao didn't even know his name.

Then he bought some things sporadically, spent all the remaining spirit stones, and Tian Xiaobao was ready to go back.

Zheng Boyu also earned some spiritual stones these days. After buying them with Tian Xiaobao, he decided to go shopping by himself.

So Tian Xiaobao went back by himself.

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In a room in a deep alley on the other side, a group of monks gathered together, led by an old man with a kind face but a black bulge on his forehead.

This person is the leader of the mysterious organization, and also Jiang He who competed with Tian Xiaobao for the Yin Yang Treasure Tree at the Treasure Spreading Conference.

"Master, what's Zhang San's attitude? Do you want to join us?"

A monk with black holes all over his body asked. His eyes also had no pupils, just two dark round holes.

Jiang He pondered for a moment and then said: "His views on the future of human monks are consistent with ours. At present, it seems that he is hopeful of joining us, but he is still hesitant."

"Since there is intention, it is good. We are not in a hurry. We will take our time and we will be accepted.

Isn’t that how ghosts cry?”

The Ghost Crying Taoist he was talking about was Wen Jingye, who was also the second-ranked monk in their organization who had cultivated on the spirit boat.

The first is Jiang He, but his health seems to be a little bad now, and there are some conditions that need to be reconciled with yin and yang, so it is not appropriate to take action for the time being.

They are lurking in every corner of Stone City. They usually remain hidden and will only appear when needed.

"In that case, let's put this matter on hold for now and let's discuss some next plans?"

"Well, our biggest threat right now is Yang Nanfu. This person is difficult to deal with. Although he is not a pure swordsman, his ever-changing swordsmanship is really a headache.

I think we can implement the siege plan. A few of us will block the support outside. Hall Master, you and Gui Cry, and King Li and others will surround and kill Yang Nanfu."

Jiang He nodded, frowning, and the black ridge on his forehead looked even more terrifying and ferocious.

"But, if it really doesn't work, I can sacrifice that."
Chapter completed!