When the flash of light ended, the mini version of the third master's uncle shrank several times, and was now only the size of a palm. Sitting on Yong Bowen's head, he looked like a rag doll. Please use the pinyin domain name of this website to visit us.

"What, what's going on?"

Yong Bowen felt as if his head was dizzy, as if he had a bucket of paste, and he felt like he wanted to vomit. To use an analogy, it was almost like severe motion sickness.

"I'm giving you moral support!"

The super mini version of Uncle Third Master jumped off Yong Bowen's head, landed on his lap, and patted his head, "It's really troublesome. The sensitivity of the scan above seems to have been strengthened. According to the original plan, it should be able to carry out thirty

It's about a second. We only have a short time now, and I don't know how many times it has been transmitted. Now think about it, is there anything more in your head?"

Yong Bowen shook his head and thought of nothing, but his chest became more and more disgusted, "Nothing, I just want to vomit!"

"Is that so... is it not transmitted at all?" The super mini version of the third master's uncle frowned, "The time is really too short, can't we even provide spiritual support? It shouldn't be..."

While the super mini version of Uncle Third Master was still talking to himself, Yong Bowen continued to shake his head. He felt that by shaking his head like this, the discomfort in his chest seemed to be alleviated. As he shook his head, a thought appeared in his mind.

Looking at the picture, there is a row of large characters in the upper left corner of the picture, "Yellow Turban Puppet Composition"!

Yong Bowen read it subconsciously, but before he could figure out what was going on, the super mini version of the third master's uncle heard it and said happily: "Did you see the picture? It's just impossible for me that nothing was passed. Look carefully.

Look at that picture. Is it complete? Can I create a real Yellow Turban Warrior? I secretly copied it from the fairy world with a lot of effort."

"What is this?"

The drawing in his mind was still a little blurry. Yong Bowen shook his head vigorously and patted his forehead. The drawing finally became clear. In the center of the picture, you can see a complex humanoid figure, and underneath the humanoid figure are densely packed manufacturing processes.

The instructions and precautions definitely look like puppet manufacturing drawings.

"This is the blueprint for making the Yellow Turban Warrior! Don't say that my old man's spiritual support is useless. This is your Taiping Dao thing. It is said that the ancestors of Taiping Road stole it from the immortal world. According to the blueprint, you can perfectly build the Yellow Turban Warrior. It is not inferior at all.

In fact, there is no difference between the Yellow Turban Warriors in the Immortal Realm. They are all made from the same picture, how can there be any difference!"

"It doesn't seem to be anything special... Uncle Third Master, aren't you kidding me? You said you stole it from the Immortal Realm, and you said it was from our Taiping Dao. What are you talking about?"

"This is something that your Taiping Dao ancestors stole from the Immortal Realm. After you used it for thousands of years, you lost it again because of the war. I stole it back for you when I sneaked into the Immortal Realm during a thunderstorm a few days ago. Don't

It’s nothing special, it’s very different from ordinary puppets in the world, and it’s 10,000 times more powerful than the simple puppets you use now, so study it carefully.”

"Uncle Third Master, have you been to the immortal world?"

"Yeah, now I just need to be certified to be a real immortal. Is there anything strange about going to an immortal world? I've been there several times."

"Didn't you say that the passage has been closed? How did you get there?"

"When there is thunder, you can find a gap to pass through."

"You are trying to sneak across the border!"

"It's just smuggling! There were too many immortals who passed through the human world in the past. Every time they passed by, they would quietly leave a sign or diagram for future generations. This made it much easier to sneak into the immortal world and go to other worlds. This is why

After the passage is closed, the fairy world still has to accept humans who have reached the level of immortals. It will be harder to manage if they don’t accept them. In fact, as far as I am concerned, I would rather stay in the human world than go to the fairy world. I think other seniors should also have it.

That’s the idea.”

"Uh, I don't understand. Isn't the fairy world very reluctant to let humans pass?"

"It was welcomed long ago. At that time, the population of the fairyland was sparse and a large number of immigrants were needed. They were simply hungry and had no choice but to eat. In ancient times, entire tribes were forcibly moved to the fairyland. Later, as the population increased, they became picky and only selected those who were strong enough to rely on coordinates.

He opened the passage to the fairy world alone, but at that time

They were also allowed to bring relatives, friends and so on. Later, when the population pressure there became great, only immortals were allowed to go by themselves, and they had to deal with some messy visas and so on. There was also a special alien immigration management there.

Bureau, those of us who came later can only be regarded as second-class citizens."

"How about the fairy world? Is there a heavenly palace or something like that?"

"I don't know if Tiangong exists. I went to a border city with few civilians and many military facilities. It also seemed to be in a state of permanent war readiness. I couldn't sneak out to see other places. But if it wasn't like this, I couldn't come here.

There is an arsenal in the city for the manufacturing diagram of the Yellow Turban Warriors. I took advantage of my break to go in and copy out a lot of manufacturing technology. This is weapon manufacturing technology from the fairy world, it is much ahead of the human world."

"You copied a lot? Then why did you only give me one? It's too stingy. Pass them all to me. Give me more support and we can get through this difficulty better!"

"I wanted to pass on more to you just now, but the mana fluctuation caused by this kind of technical transmission is too big. It only takes five seconds to reach the alarm critical point. If it continues, it will attract the attention of the fairy world."

"Then I'll go to Hainan and Bird's Nest Island, and let's inform the head office in person."

"It doesn't work! There is no difference in the mana fluctuations caused by face-to-face transmission and long-distance transmission. They can't last for five seconds. Moreover, this kind of transmission is unilateral and one-time. After passing it to you, I will no longer have it here. Can you receive it?

No matter how much it is. I just sent you all the information copied from the fairy world..."

"No way...Uncle of the Third Master, you are so irresponsible. At least try passing on one thing first and see if it works before passing it on to everyone else!"

"You brat, what does it mean to be irresponsible? Do you say that to your elders? I came all the way to help you at the risk of being discovered by the Immigration Administration of the Immortal Realm, just in exchange for your words? You keep wandering

Shake your head, maybe you can shake something else out, even if it takes five seconds, you should be able to send a lot of things, how can there be only one thing!"

The super mini version of the third master's uncle was furious. He stood on the back of the sofa, grabbed Yong Bowen's hair, pulled it left and right, and shook his head hard.

Poor Master Yongda was so shaken that he rolled his eyes and his scalp hurt. He couldn't help but screamed and shouted to let go.

But the super mini version of the third master ignored it and kept shaking, even if Aliyun couldn't stand it anymore and begged for mercy.

Yong Bowen couldn't bear it anymore and called Aliyun to interrupt the magic circle. Aliyun hesitated, but she was worried that the third master's uncle still had something to explain, so he broke the magic circle and angered the third master's uncle, but he suffered.

After struggling like this for a full five or six minutes, Yong Bowen felt as if his neck was about to be broken, and his mind was spinning all over. Another drawing finally appeared in his mind, and he didn't even bother to look at it.

What, he shouted quickly: "It's there, don't shake it, if you shake it again it's gone!"
Chapter completed!