Chapter 724: Please Enter the Urn

When Cui Yu heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and his face was full of shock: "The method of evil spirits from outside the world?"

Aren’t the so-called evil spirits from outside the world the strong men of the prehistoric world?

But wouldn’t the skills from the prehistoric world become ineffective in this world?

The world is different, the laws are different, and of course the methods of cultivation are also different.

The strong men from the prehistoric world came to this world, and no one who could come to this world was weak. No matter how weak the monk was, he was still in the Daluo realm.

Monks in the Da Luo realm can already absorb the energy in chaos, understand the laws that penetrate chaos, and can open up their own Tao Fruit and circumvent the laws of the world, so the magical powers of the prehistoric world can still be used in this world.

However, all the qi training techniques have become a piece of paper, and even the magical powers are all ineffective. Only the Tiangang Disha level magical powers that are close to the original can be exerted by relying on the fundamental laws.

It's like mediating creation and using the creation technique to create things out of thin air no matter where you are.

For example, when it comes to resurrecting the dead, no matter how rubbish the world is, there is an endless cycle of life and death.

These laws are the framework for building a world. As long as there are magical powers connected with these laws, there will never be any changes.

It's like gravity. As long as there is a planet with gravity, Newton's gravity formula will still apply, but it is just a subtle adjustment.

"The skills of the prehistoric world? Could it be that...the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain have found a way to change through innovation? Or is it that the skills have changed and become weird?" Countless thoughts flashed in Cui Yu's mind, no matter what the outcome was. , are all worthy of Cui Yu’s trip to Zhenwu Mountain.

Countless thoughts were circulating in Cui Yu's heart. He raised his head and looked at the distant sky, with a look of contemplation in his eyes.

"Looking at the entire world of cultivation, the essence of Qi Practitioners' skills are all usurpation and weirdness. Only Zhenwushan continues to strengthen itself, allowing itself to control the laws, borrow the power of the laws, and even break the shackles and override the laws. Tang Zhou looked at Cui Yu with both eyes: "The ultimate goal of cultivating my magical power of Taiping Dao is to seize Huang Tian's body. But Huang Tian's body has been taken away by my master Nanhua Laoxian, which means that this road has been cut off. So I I suggest you go to Zhenwu Mountain and study the Qi training methods of Zhenwu Mountain."

Tang Zhou didn't know how much Cui Yu knew about the prehistoric period. At this time, countless thoughts flashed in his heart. Combined with the memories of the ancient demon god he had obtained, and his own memories of this life, he gave Cui Yu the best guidance - Zhenwu Mountain.

The qi practitioners of Zhenwu Mountain come from the prehistoric world. It is a perfect world with a method that can transcend the world. If immeasurable calamity comes, he feels that only the method of Zhenwu Mountain can be relied upon.

Numerous thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's mind: "I know, after I finish handling the affairs of the Kingdom of God, I will go to Zhenwu Mountain in person."

Tang Zhou nodded, and the Zhenwu Mountain skills were passed down layer by layer. Each level of skills required higher-level disciples to pass them down. Therefore, it is completely useless to secretly learn Zhenwu Mountain's techniques, because if you want to break through to a higher level, you have to go to Zhenwu Mountain to obtain them.

As for the method of ultimate enlightenment, the Golden Imperial Power of Zhenwu Mountain needs to personally give the scriptures.

However, even the Seven Zhenwu Sons have never received this kind of treatment.

It's not that the founder of Zhenwu Mountain cherishes his broom, but that the seven sons of Zhenwu have not reached the level of cultivation and are simply not qualified to comprehend higher-level scriptures.

But if Cui Yu wants to become enlightened, he must visit Zhenwu Mountain.

The innate golden body is only a magical power and cannot be regarded as the realm of Tao and Fruit, so Cui Yu has to continue to practice.

He is now just a fourth realm: Yuan Shen. Just a little piece of trash!

Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's heart. He raised his head and looked at the distant sky. There was a hint of contemplation in his eyes, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

Tang Zhou left, leaving Cui Yu sitting in the yard, looking into the distance with his eyes full of contemplation: "How should I choose the future?"

"It seems that I am really destined to Zhenwu Mountain." Cui Yu thought of Cui Laohu.

After thinking about it, Cui Yu left Tang Zhou's courtyard directly. When he reappeared, he returned to Rongguo Duke's mansion and saw the god standing silently in the courtyard, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Why are you in a daze?" Cui Yu patted the god on the shoulder, with a look of contemplation in his eyes.

After hearing Cui Yu's words, the spirit trembled, turned around and looked at Cui Yu with complex eyes, full of seriousness: "This is all just like a dream. The noise you made this time was too big, and it was too provoking to everyone. Look, it is suitable for the Shen family to keep a low profile now... Your actions are not a good thing for the Shen family."

"Why do you think I did it?" Cui Yu tilted his head and looked at the god.

"Everyone is not a fool. Even if you didn't do it, this matter is definitely related to you. It's just that we can't find the evidence, so we can only suffer the loss." The god said angrily: "It's just some gold, those powerful people It's not to the point of breaking your bones. You have to know that gold is only part of the wealth stored by those powerful and powerful people. Without evidence, we can't fight with each other. And those rich people don't even dare to fight with our government. If you fight to the death, if you are not careful in the future, you will be dead."

Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's heart, and he looked at the gods with his eyes: "Do you think so now? But I believe that as long as you cooperate with me, you will soon know that it was not me who did it."

"What?" The god was surprised when he heard this, and looked at Cui Yu in astonishment, his eyes full of confusion.

Cui Yu smiled: "Don't resist."

The next moment, Cui Yu directly used the Qiankun in his sleeves to put the gods into his sleeves, and then used his escape technique to go away. When he reappeared, he was already in his silkworm farm.

Then Xiu Qiankun hesitated and released the spirit directly: "Look, is this place familiar?"

The god was spit out from his sleeves, and he felt dizzy. Then he glanced at Cui Yu meaningfully, glanced at the scene in front of him, and said in surprise: "It's Silkworm Village."

"Follow me." Cui Yu led the god all the way to the printing and dyeing workshop. A pungent smell came from a distance, and the god's eyes were full of surprise: "You actually brought me here? Aren't you afraid that the secret recipe will be leaked? ?”

"The secret recipe has been leaked? I not only want to reveal the secret recipe, but I also want to tell you personally." Cui Yu said as he took a bamboo hat and put it on the god: "Don't show my true face to others, I still have great use."

The two of them walked through the dyeing workshop, and the passing craftsmen looked at Cui Yu and saluted respectfully.

"Are you curious about my method of printing and dyeing silk?" Cui Yu asked with a smile.

The god was silent after hearing this, and Cui Yu said unhurriedly: "Actually, there are five methods for dyeing silk. The first is the silica gel method. The second is: the calcium sulfate method. The third is: rare earth coloring. Method. The fourth method is: ceramic finishing method. The fifth method is: fiber modification method."

The god looked at Cui Yu, his eyes full of confusion under his bamboo hat. He had never seen any of the five methods Cui Yu mentioned.

"The fifth method I use is the fiber modification method. Fiber modification is also called denaturation treatment or grafting treatment. Most of the modifiers are the reaction products of cationic epichlorohydrin and tertiary amine compounds. Under the action of the catalyst, it It can react with -OH, -COOH, -NH and other groups in silk fibers to achieve the purpose of fiber denaturation and grafting. Its cationic active groups can also replace electrolytes, greatly enhancing the adsorption of reactive dye anions by silk fibers. .At the same time, the denatured silk fabric contains more reactive groups, which increases the reactivity of the dye, thereby increasing the coloring amount of the reactive dye to the silk." Cui Yu explained unhurriedly, this was what he had originally Learned it in a printing and dyeing factory.

The god's eyes were full of confusion as he listened.

What the hell is this talking about?

What are you talking about?

He could understand every word, but when put together, he couldn't understand a single word.

What is ‘cationic epichlorohydrin’ and what is ‘cationic active group’.

What and what!

I can't understand it at all.

"Can you say something I can understand?" The god looked at Cui Yu with confused eyes.

Cui Yu pondered for a moment, and then said, "Follow me."

Cui Yu led the god to a small room, took out a piece of gold foil and handed it to the god, with words imprinted on it:

"Darkening agent concentration 120g/L, KS (catalyst) 75%, 60℃ temperature treatment 40. Then use reactive dyes to color, and do a comparative test on unmodified silk. The coloring conditions are: dye 5% (owf), liquor ratio 1:20, temperature 40°C, processing time 40.”

The spirit glanced at it, but couldn't understand it.

Cui Yu did not laugh at the other party, but explained it to the other party in a leisurely manner.

Following Cui Yu's interpretation, the god was stunned: "Is this the formula for the Shen family's silk?"

"Not bad!" Cui Yu nodded.

"If I remember correctly, we are still in a competitive relationship. If you give me the silk formula, aren't you afraid that I will take the silk formula and run away?" The god looked at Cui Yu with his eyes, as if he was looking at a fool.

"Hahaha, the formula is correct, but one of the most important things is missing, and that is the 'curing agent'." Cui Yu said with a smile.

Dyeing is not a big deal, the real function is the curing agent. The function of the curing agent is to throw the silk directly into the water without fading.

"Why did you give me the formula?" The god looked confused.

"I will put the formula here, and I will use you to make a game. A game that will kill Wantong Chamber of Commerce and Ji Wuxin!" Cui Yu smiled coldly: "As long as Ji Wuxin and Ji Wushuang are killed, then The threat from the Duke's Mansion has become invisible."

"You want to move the two princes? Are you crazy?" The god looked at Cui Yu with horrified eyes. He really couldn't understand why Cui Yu had such terrifying thoughts.

And still bring down two princes, is it possible?

What's more, the Wantong Chamber of Commerce can monopolize the silk business in Haojing City. Is it an ordinary small business?

impossible!

Almost impossible!

Those are two princes, especially one of them is the crown prince.

"As long as you do what I say, it will definitely work." Cui Yu put down the gold foil, then led the god to the bookshelf, and pulled out a book, which recorded the roster of craftsmen in the manor.

"If you can persuade Ji Wuxin to steal the secret recipe, or rob the craftsmen in the manor, and then leak the secret recipe, then you can eliminate the suspicion of my family." Cui Yu looked at the god with a smile.

"Ji Wuxin is cunning and cunning. If you don't pay attention, it will be a mess. Once he catches the opportunity, we will be in big trouble." Ji Wushuang stared at Cui Yu with his eyes.

Cui Yu was silent after hearing this, and after a long time he said: "As long as you can ask the Wantong Chamber of Commerce to obtain the silk formula, the matter will be settled. The Wantong Chamber of Commerce belongs to the Xuan family and Ji Wuxin, and then we will find a way to involve Ji Wuxin. That’s it.”

"Can it be done?" Cui Yu looked at the god.

He and the gods are competitors, and only the presence of the gods will increase credibility.

"This matter requires the right time, right place and right people. If I take the initiative, I am afraid that the Wantong Chamber of Commerce will become suspicious." The god shook his head: "It will have the opposite effect by then."

"Don't worry, I will let the Wantong Chamber of Commerce come to your door to beg you." Cui Yu glanced at the god with a smile, and then led the god out of the village: "I will watch your performance next."

After Cui Yu finished speaking, he stood up directly, walked out of the manor, and then led the spirit back to the Rongguo Duke's Mansion, and the two parties dispersed.

As soon as the spirit left, Duke Rongguo's wife rushed over angrily: "It's against heaven! It's against heaven! Duke Xiguo's mansion is simply against heaven."

"What's wrong?" Looking at the angry Mrs. Xi Guogong, Cui Yu's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"Zhuliu was the heir to Duke Xiguo's Mansion who was personally selected by the old lady when she was still alive. Now that Duke Xiguo has taken over the power, there seems to be a tendency to abolish Zhuliu. The entire Duke Xiguo's Mansion has begun to crowd out the mainstream intentionally or unintentionally." Mrs. Rongguo Gong looked at Cui Yu with her eyes: "Zhuliu is your child, you must not sit idly by and ignore it! Otherwise, how about directly bringing Zhuliu back and inheriting our Rongguo Gong? As for Xiguo The government, just ask them to continue fighting openly and secretly to break their heads."

"Zhuliu is your child, you must never die without saving him." Mrs. Rongguo looked at Cui Yu with her eyes full of tearful pleading.

Looking at Mrs. Rong Guo, Cui Yu also had a headache. This woman and Shen Qi were unclear, and he was now very passive.

"Where is Hailan? Isn't Hailan a die-hard supporter of Old Taijun? She should unswervingly abide by Old Taijun's orders, right?" Cui Yu asked.

After hearing Cui Yu's words, Mrs. Rongguo smiled bitterly: "She hasn't passed the door yet. Once the old lady dies, what authority will she have?"

"Then take Shen Zhuliu over, but you have to watch out for me and never cause any trouble." Cui Yu's heart moved, and suddenly his eyes flashed, as if he had thought of a brilliant idea.

"It seems that there is an excellent opportunity. It depends on whether the Wantong Chamber of Commerce can seize it." Cui Yu muttered.