I Have A City In An Alternate World



After discovering the strange change in the bodies in the sea, the cultivators immediately waved the bronze oars with all their might, trying to avoid the possible pursuit of the monsters.

The previous encounter had already made the cultivators aware of the characteristics of the black monster, and they knew that it would take a lot of effort to kill it.

If they were not careful in battle, they would be dragged into the sea by the monsters, and their companions would not be able to save them.

If a sea monster was already so difficult to deal with, who knew how many dead cultivators 'corpses were in its body?

If they were targeted by these monsters and attacked collectively, the cultivators would not be able to survive even if they had ten lives.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monster had not completed its transformation, it naturally had to escape as far as possible.

While they were running for their lives, the cultivators were also wondering how they could fight against these terrifying monsters.

This was also the question that Tang Zhen was thinking about. From the looks of those cultivators, they seemed to have high hopes for him, the leader.

"The only way now is to continue creating special gunpowder according to the mixing process I just did.

When the monster got close, they could throw it into the sea to bombard it. This could slow down the monster's pursuit and even cause effective damage to the monster.

However, this method is only a temporary measure. It can't completely deal with the black monster."

Tang Zhen looked at the cultivators and spoke in a calm tone.

Tang Zhen's calmness and calmness affected the cultivators. They were no longer so nervous.

The cultivators had all gone through the test of life and death. Originally, they wouldn't have been so unbearable. However, they were affected by a series of unforeseen events, so they were in a state of confusion.

Now that his emotions had stabilized and he had returned to normal, the atmosphere on the ship changed rapidly.

Tang Zhen quietly nodded in his heart when he saw this scene.

"I'll tell you how to do it, and you'll all work together to extract the different materials.

The final mixing process requires some special techniques, so I'll personally complete it.

We can't delay any further, please act immediately."

While Tang Zhen was explaining, he selected half of the cultivators to cooperate with him. The old man and his eleven disciples were among them.

After the arrangements were made, they immediately began to move.

Half of the cultivators waved the bronze oars with all their might, making the flat wooden boat fly as if it were flying.

There were also some cultivators who were running as fast as they could on the flat-bottomed wooden boats, preparing the materials according to Tang Zhen's request.

The cultivators secretly praised Tang Zhen's method of mixing and extracting. At the same time, they also felt ashamed of their own inferiority.

Under almost impossible conditions, it was not easy to mix the gunpowder.

It required an extremely rich reserve of knowledge and knew how to complete the transformation through special means, turning an originally unrelated item into something that one wanted or was similar to.

It was just like how mortals who lacked money wanted to turn soil and stones into gold, but in the end, their goal was achieved.

If they still had their original cultivation, many cultivators would be able to use similar methods. But now, everyone was the same, no different from ordinary mortals.

Tang Zhen's actions were extremely magical.

Moreover, this operation might seem simple, but without Tang Zhen's guidance, the cultivators would not be able to complete it.

If he were to explore on his own, he would have to go through countless failed experiments before he could figure out how to extract the ratio.

In addition, the experimental exploration process was extremely boring and required a lot of time.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, very few cultivators would do this.

How would these cultivators know that Tang Zhen didn't obtain the formula through experiments, but through the accumulation of a vast amount of knowledge and the special instinct of the creator?

The abilities he had could not be replicated and were definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.

It was just that Tang Zhen would never explain the content in this aspect. No matter how the cultivators guessed, they would never get the true answer.

With the cooperation of a group of professional cultivators, their speed was naturally quite fast. The required materials were also constantly extracted and mixed.

However, at the same time, the flat-bottomed wooden boats, which were the main source of materials, had become full of potholes.

Fortunately, the flat-bottomed wooden boat was strong enough. Even if it was damaged, it would not affect its use.

This method of tearing down the east wall to repair the west wall was only a temporary measure. If this happened a few more times, the cultivators would probably have no place to stand.

The last step of the concoction was personally completed by Tang Zhen, and the other cultivators could watch at will.

Very quickly, they discovered that Tang Zhen had grasped the ingredients perfectly during the mixing process. He was also extremely particular about the order of the proportions.

If it was just a little bit off, it would not be able to achieve the expected effect, and it might even cause all the previous efforts to go down the drain.

Originally, he thought that Tang Zhen personally operated it because he didn't want others to learn the core technique. He even had a faint trace of disdain in his heart.

Only now did he know that it wasn't that Tang Zhen had held back, but that this matter was truly difficult to accomplish.

If one overestimates their own abilities and forcibly interferes, resulting in failure, who can bear such a responsibility?

As Tang Zhen operated, the old man watched without blinking, and he clicked his tongue in wonder.

There was already a probing look in his eyes as he looked at Tang Zhen. It was as if he wanted to figure out Tang Zhen's true background.

The extreme spirit realm was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Countless cultivators from other planes had gathered here, and the old man was considered knowledgeable.

However, the feeling that Tang Zhen gave people was completely different from the cultivators he had seen in the past. It was as if his entire body was shrouded in a layer of mysterious aura.

Under the gazes of a group of cultivators, Tang Zhen completed the final configuration work and then a large pile of medicinal powder appeared in front of everyone.

After seeing sea monsters being torn apart, no one dared to underestimate the power of this powder. They also knew that whether they could resist the pursuit of those monsters depended on these seemingly insignificant things.

There were even many cultivators who secretly made up their minds that if they could escape death this time, they would study the hundred Arts of cultivation.

Who knew when it would come in handy.

Although it would take some time, it was definitely worth it. Not to mention, cultivators never lacked time.

the matter isn't over yet. This powder needs a container. See if you can find anything suitable.

When they were dealing with the sea monster. He had used a bottle that was used to store water, but it had been used up.

As for the remaining bottles, they still needed to be filled with water, so there was no way to get them out.

vessel? Where can I find a vessel? "

The group of cultivators looked at each other and then lowered their heads in unison, looking at the cold corpses.

Apart from the corpses of the cultivators, there was nothing else that could be used on the flat-bottomed boat.

"These corpses won't do. They're not suitable to be used."

Tang Zhen shook his head. If the corpse could be used, he would not need to ask everyone.

then what should we do? what else can be used as a container? "

All the cultivators were thinking, but Tang Zhen raised his hand and pointed at the wooden boat at the edge.

the wooden boats are enough. Let's take one down and get through this crisis first!

There was no doubt about the importance of the wooden boats. They were the only foothold for cultivators on the sea, so up until now, not a single wooden boat had been abandoned.

But now, the cultivators had no other choice.

act immediately. Just do as Your Excellency requested and tear down that ship!

The old man personally led his disciples to drag a flat-bottomed wooden boat up. Then, he waved his bronze oars and smashed it into pieces.

In the process of slashing, a key-like object suddenly fell.

What is this? does it have some special use? "

The old man picked up the key and asked Tang Zhen.

In the eyes of the cultivators, Tang Zhen was someone who had experienced such a scene. It was very likely that he knew what this thing was.

it's a special key that can open a special lock. I can't tell you its specific use yet.

Tang Zhen used an indifferent tone to reply to the old man's question.

He didn't explain the real use of the key and only gave a general answer, but it made the cultivators feel normal.

Anything that involved a secret must be kept. If Tang Zhen directly said the answer, it would instead cause people to be suspicious.