Xu Ji was holding a willow leaf, and the shimmering light on the willow leaf reflected a figure.

Under the eyes of Taozu, all disguises cannot be evaded.

"A dummy..." The corner of Xu Ji's mouth raised slightly: "Interesting... the 'robot' in the mythical world... no, it should be called the 'magic man'!"

The man's body looked normal, but in fact it was a collection of supernatural powers.

It may be difficult for ordinary people to detect abnormalities, but in Xu Ji's eyes, there are flaws everywhere.

He is just like the tokusatsu films Seo Ji watched when he was a kid.

It can only fool children.

Under the Dharma's eye, a cyan flag-like magic weapon was slowly shaking in the flesh and blood of this person.

"Interesting..." Xu Ji rubbed his hands.

He turned to look at the Lingxi boy who was desperately refining the two magic weapons refined by Xu Ji.

Although these two treasures are made of ordinary things.

But there was a deep entanglement with Lingxi Boy.

After Xu Ji gave it to Lingxi Boy for sacrifice, it showed amazing compatibility in Lingxi Boy's hands.

The most important thing is because of the natural fit between Lingxi Boy and Willow.

This caused the two 'magic weapons' to be fused with the willow tree after being sacrificed by the Lingxi boy.

They almost become part of the willow tree.

Thus, a new ability was developed!

Roll call!

This was accidentally discovered by Lingxi Boyzi and Jiaolong Qiuxiao when they were studying these two magic weapons.

Lingxi Boy first compiled Qiu Xiao's name, grades, and mathematical powers into a family of numbers, and then refined the numbers into the tower-like magic weapon.

Then he shouted to Qiu Xiao: Where is Qiu Xiao?

As soon as Qiu Xiao responded, the tower magic weapon lit up.

The cylinder magic weapon responded and made a sound.

And because, these two magic weapons are now integrated with the willow tree and become part of the willow tree.

Therefore, its functions are expanded accordingly.

He soon became a roll call machine in class.

The only problem is that currently, if you want to maintain this ability, Lingxi Boy needs to re-sacrifice it every other month.

After all, those two 'magic weapons' themselves are just mortal objects.

"Before leaving this year, you can leave these two things to the students as winter and spring homework..." Xu Ji thought.

"Besides, if I come back next year, I can think of a way to strengthen these two things with heavenly materials and earthly treasures, turning them into real magic weapons!"

Xu Ji's fingers shook slightly.

As a graduate of network engineering, he has begun to think of various usage scenarios of these two magic weapons.

They are no longer toys and useless.

It's something that can be put into practical use.

Moreover, the prospects are bright!

They may be the radio transmitters and receivers of this mythical world.

It can even be a dialer or even a wireless router!

After all, these two 'magic weapons' look ordinary now.

But in fact, their parent generation and original version are valuable treasures carried by Taoist-level immortals!

I'm afraid it's no less precious than the Taishang Laojun's diamond bracelet in Journey to the West, a Bagua furnace-like treasure!

If next year it can be proven that this thing is indeed widely used.

Then, maybe you can try to ask the old immortal to bring those two precious treasures to Liujun.

Through the natural connection and induction between the Lingxi boy and the willow tree.

Perhaps, a local area network can be established directly.

Perhaps in a few decades or more than a hundred years, we can play a few games of Glory of the Emperor in the area covered by willow trees.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Xu Ji can train enough engineer monks in this mythical world.

Thinking of this, Xu Ji gently returned the willow leaves in his hand to the willow tree.

"This magic weapon man... can be observed!" Xu Ji squinted his eyes and murmured softly: "It's best if it causes some damage in Liu County, so that I can justifiably capture it and use it as a test subject!"

Thinking of the test subjects, Xu Ji thought of the immortal who was captured by him and is still locked up in the mathematical clock, the guy who was suspected of being 'afraid of leaving Sun Buddha'.

With a tap on his head, the mathematical clock flew out from behind his head and fell into Xu Ji's hand.

Xu Ji reached out and grabbed the mathematical clock and shook it slightly.

A fat Taoist priest was shaken out of the mathematical clock and fell into the palm of Xu Ji's hand, as small as an ant.

Just like the Sun Wukong described in Journey to the West is in the palm of Tathagata Buddha.

…

Fearing to stay in the sun, he felt that the world was spinning, his soul was shaking, and he was thrown out of the Chaos Bell.

boom!

He fell onto a giant hand.

Looking up, Wei Liusun saw a familiar huge figure, filling his entire sight.

He swallowed, and immediately knelt down with a plop: "This disciple is afraid of leaving his grandson behind, so I pay my respects to the master master!"

If that giant is not a saint of Jiejiao, who else could he be?

When Zhenliu Sun saw the saint, he calmed down and no longer panicked.

Because he didn't have much grudge against this saintly uncle.

With the temperament of this sage master's uncle, Wei Liusun knew that he would not be treated harshly.

At most, it will just be detained.

But maybe this is actually a good thing!

Just like what the great master said when he preached in the past.

Blessings are what disasters depend on, and misfortunes are where blessings depend.

Who can truly grasp the rotation of heaven and the cycle of cause and effect?

However, the saint in front of him had a frosty face.

"Afraid of leaving behind grandchildren!" The saint's voice, like thunder, echoed in his soul: "Do you know your sin?"

Zhen Liusun swallowed his saliva and kowtowed obediently: "Reporting to Master, Uncle, I don't know how I have offended you! Please make it clear, Master!"

"What I'm asking is not how you offended me!"

"What I am asking is how you indulged Duke Lu and his descendants, tortured the people, enslaved all living beings, and committed all kinds of crimes..."

"Do you know your sin?"

Afraid of leaving Sun behind, he kowtowed quickly: "Reporting to Master, how do disciples know about the affairs of the human world?"

"My disciples really don't know what Lord Lu and his ministers did!"

This is the truth.

This is also a fact that has long been made public!

Since King Ping moved eastward, Chanjiao has rarely interfered with human Taoism.

Even if it interferes, it will only be done through disciples who have ascended to the human world.

The golden immortals in Yuxu Palace will never directly or indirectly order the king on earth to do what they want.

Yuxu Palace can only master the rhythm and determine the general framework.

The rest is left to the human world.

The saint sneered, his eyes like the sun and moon overflowing with a bit of ridicule.

Fearing to stay, Sun swallowed his saliva and had no choice but to kowtow again: "Uncle Master, be merciful!"

"You should know that this disciple has never participated in any evil in the world!"

"It has never harmed any plant or tree in the world!"

…
To be continued...