Open A Clinic To Cultivate Myself Chapter 210 A Super Mauser Pistol

If the crashed firewood chopper and Mauser pistol were put together in the rotten broken tripod to refine, what would come out was definitely a firewood chopper, not a Mauser pistol. It was not the first time for Ning Tao to use the rotten broken tripod. Therefore, he had gained experience and mastered some properties of the rotten broken tripod.

Its first property was simply to repair items. The repaired items would be spiritual, and their quality would be greatly improved, but still far from the level of the magic tool.

The second property was that if different objects were refined together, the volume and energy of the object would affect the result. A simple example was that if he smashed an electric cooker and a bowl at the same time, and then put all the pieces into the rotten broken tripod to repair at the same time, he would get an electric cooker, and the bowl would be incorporated into the cooker as an auxiliary material.

Thus, in terms of sheer volume, the total volume of the Mauser pistol's fragments must be larger, but they had far less energy than a fragment of the magic tool. If Ning Tao put them together right now, the result would probably be a firewood chopper.

If Ning Tao had not mastered these properties of the rotten broken tripod, he could have put the pieces of the firewood chopper and the Mauser pistol together in the rotten broken tripod for refining and got a wrong result.

Ning Tao had to increase the spirituality and energy of the Mauser pistol before refining, which meant he had to “increase the weight” with spiritual materials. This was not an overnight process, but a slow process. Step by step, Ning Tao carefully added spiritual materials to the rotten broken tripod containing the pieces of the Mauser pistol. Every time he added it, he refined it.

Every time Ning Tao felt tired, he practiced his spiritual power beside the good-evil tripod. As he recovered, he went back to the rotten broken tripod to “add weight” to the Mauser pistol.

When morning came, Ning Tao used all the spiritual materials he could use in the Mauser pistol, and he moved the spiritual materials that could be used from the Sword Pavilion Cave to the Sky Clinic, including some spiritual soil.

After adding spiritual soil for refining, the spirituality and energy of the Mauser pistol increased significantly. Ning Tao spent the whole day in refining. During this period, Bai Jing asked him to go home for dinner twice, but Ning Tao didn't go out.

Om!

With the sound of the tripod, Ning Tao put away his alchemy fire. The last “weight gaining” was over.

Ning Tao grabbed the Mauser pistol from the rotten broken tripod and noticed that its weight and shape had not changed greatly. However, its material, color, and l.u.s.ter had very apparent change. It was rusted, black with gray, paint mottled. After dozens of “weight gaining”, it was black and green, full of spiritual energy.

“It looks okay. That's better.” Ning Tao fiddled with it, then broke it into pieces and threw it into the rotten broken tripod.

The previous dozens of refining was the first step, and the next step was the most critical.

Ning Tao picked up a piece of firewood chopper and threw it into the rotten broken tripod, then sat cross-legged in front of the tripod. He pressed his palms against the rotten broken tripod and set alchemy fire to refine.

The black and white alchemy fire devoured the parts of the Mauser pistol as well as its fragment. Although he could not see what kind of changes were taking place in the tripod, it was certain that the Mauser pistol was experiencing a nirvana of cultivation.

Ning Tao only threw a piece of the firewood chopper into the tripod at a time. When the last piece was thrown into it, the refining was over.

Om! With a sound of the tripod, the black and white alchemy fire receding, a black, bluish Mauser pistol was revealed, with abundant spiritual energy and looking unusual.

Ning Tao held the Mauser pistol in his hand and felt as cold as if he were holding an ice sculpture.

Did the tripod have a temperature-regulating function?

Of course not. That was because of the strong spiritual energy.

The shape of the Mauser pistol which had been so laboriously worked out had not changed, but it was no longer the same one. It doubled in weight and was almost entirely made of spiritual materials.

“Wonder what this gun will do?” Ning Tao couldn't help but wonder.

A few minutes later Ning Tao was halfway up the Sword Pavilion Mountain. It was his first choice to test the gun.

Standing on the mountainside, Ning Tao could see the Sword Pavilion Village and the newly built Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage at the bottom of the mountain. At the time, Su Ya and Ge Ming were probably still asleep.

Ning Tao didn't plan to go to the Sword Pavilion Village to see them. He galloped all the way. It only took him 10 minutes to reach the top of the Sword Pavilion Mountain.

The top of the mountain was covered with clouds and fog, without any trace of human beings.

Ning Tao took the Mauser pistol out and put two bullets into the magazine.

They were just ordinary bullets, not refined. He would like to refine the bullets, but refining the electric bicycle, G.o.d's Will and the Mauser pistol had exhausted almost all the spiritual materials in the Sky Clinic and the Sword Pavilion Cave he collected.

Loading the magazine, Ning Tao pointed the muzzle of the Mauser pistol at a rock and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

There was a shot, and a bullet whistled out of the muzzle of the Mauser pistol. A clear black green trajectory appeared in the void. But it was so fast that as soon as the shadow appeared, the rock gave a loud bang and was smashed to pieces. Ning Tao felt the blast from a distance of about 20 meters. It felt like a boom, not a shot!

“Isn't this too powerful?” Ning Tao was taken aback.

It was a Mauser pistol in his hand, but it was as powerful as an anti-equipment sniper rifle!

Ning Tao stupefied for a few seconds and pointed the Mauser pistol at the woods on one side of the hill. He didn't have a specific target. It was just a random shot. When the shot rang out, there was a loud explosion in the depths of the mountain forest.

Ning Tao ran toward the mountains, counting the steps. 10 minutes later, he found the spot where the bullet had hit. It was at least two kilometers from where he had fired! The second bullet hit a huge pine tree. It was blown off in the middle, and the stump that remained on the ground was so thick that two adults could get their arms around!

Ning Tao looked at the destroyed pine, and then at the Mauser pistol in his hand. He was stunned. This was not at all like a Mauser pistol! It was like a bazooka! It could probably cripple a tank, not to mention a man! Moreover, with an effective range of two kilometers, it had surpa.s.sed most sniper rifles, and could rival even the best sniper rifle!

“I need to find some more spiritual materials and refine bullets. That would probably give it a lot more power.” Ning Tao couldn't help thinking about it.

After a fight with Bai Sheng, Ning Tao was afraid of Bai Sheng's snake claws and super demon power. But with this Mauser pistol, he was not afraid of Bai Sheng anymore.

In the Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage of the Sword Pavilion Mountain, Ge Ming pushed open the window and looked at the peak of the Sword Pavilion Mountain. “Is anyone mining?” he said gloomily.

The explosions woke him, but didn't wake Su Ya. She was curled up in bed in an awkward position. The air conditioner in her room was blowing coolly. Perhaps because she slept very comfortably, or she was in a dream, there was a faint smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

Ning Tao drew a lock on the spot, opened the convenient door and went back to the Sky Clinic.

The good-evil tripod was haunted by black and white air, but the face on it remained expressionless. Ning Tao was used to its callous att.i.tude, so he didn't care. When he got back, he cleaned up the clinic.

“Ning Tao, are you in there? Answer me. Let me know if you are still alive.” Ning Tao had just finished cleaning up the clinic when Bai Jing's voice came from the door.

“I'll open the door right away.” Ning Tao responded, stuck the Mauser pistol on his belt, and shouldered the small medicine chest out the door.

There was not only Bai Jing but also Qing Zhui in Hakka Alley outside the door, but Qing Zhui stood far away.

Ning Tao looked up at the light sky and asked a little morosely, “It's ominous for you to call me so early and talk about death.”

Bai Jing smiled and replied, “I called you twice yesterday, but you didn't answer me. If I didn't say that, would you come out?”

Qing Zhui walked over cautiously and said, “Brother Ning, Bai Jing and I are worried about you. Why did it take so long this time?”

“Senior Yin gave me a poor gun. It takes a lot of work to refine it,” Ning Tao explained gently.

“I see. That gun was really poor. He could have given you it,” Qing Zhui complained.

Bai Jing tutted and said, “You are a couple. You don't sound the same to me as you do to Qing Zhui. Ning Tao, I'm Qing Zhui's sister. Can't you be gentle with me?”

Ning Tao just smiled. According to his experience, if he explained or retorted, Bai Jing would argue with him until he wanted to throw up.

Yin Molan came out of the door and said, “Buddy, that gun…”

Ning Tao reached behind his back and pulled the Mauser pistol out of his belt. A chill came over him. In the early morning, the black gun emitted green light. At first glance, they knew it was something extraordinary.

“Good gun!” Yin Molan exclaimed. “Let me have a look, buddy.”

Ning Tao handed him the Mauser pistol. Bai Jing and Qing Zhui circled around curiously.

Yin Molan suddenly raised the gun and fired into a wall.

Whomp!

The trigger flicked, but no bullet came out of the gun.

“What's wrong with it?” Yin Molan asked, surprised.

Ning Tao replied, “I knew you would look at the gun and shoot. After I had refined it, it was as powerful as a cannonball. It can knock down that wall with one shot.”

“As powerful as a cannonball? That's amazing!” Yin Molan's eyes lit up with excitement and longing. “Buddy, can you make me one like this?”

Ning Tao agreed without hesitation. “Yes, of course, but you'll have to find the gun and spiritual materials. I've almost used up all the spiritual materials I've stored in the Sky Clinic and the Sword Pavilion Cave to refine this Mauser pistol.”

“Oh, er…” Yin Molan was no longer excited.

“Did you have breakfast?” asked Ning Tao. “If yes, we'll go on looking for the temple.”

“How dare we eat when you don't even come home?” Bai Jing teased. “Ning Tao, please go home and have breakfast.”

Ning Tao mouthed wordlessly at her.