I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Lu Ziqing was a little surprised. He thought Luo Chuan and Luo Qin were siblings, but it turned out that Luo Chuan was Luo Qin's uncle. The same goes for Luo Qin, who actually didn't tell herself that her father was among the survivors. But Luo Qin secretly asked him to help, but it was actually out of worry.

"The other three survivors are all members of the Lin family. They have distinguished status and are quite related to Lin Shaohong."

Luo Chuan's introduction immediately chilled Lu Ziqing's heart, because Hua Gulong especially liked to torture his relatives. The wails from his relatives and the pain and despair caused by betrayal would make them even more excited. It was probably for this reason that Sister Hong captured those three relatives.

Lu Ziqing and Luo Chuan came to the stilted building by the pond. There were several rooms on this side for Luo Chuan and the four survivors. A clean pond is undoubtedly very attractive to the dragon clan in Nanhai Town, but those four people never leave their rooms during the day and only sneak into the pond to bathe in the dead of night.

Lu Ziqing asked strangely: "Are those prostheses ugly? Or are they hard to use?"

"I can't say it's ugly. It's actually very practical." Luo Chuan sighed. The technology of Tiangong Sect is indeed very powerful.

"Is that because they were very powerful before, but now they despise themselves and become cripples?"

"No, no, that thing is extremely powerful." Luo Chuan said that hitting someone with a prosthetic limb is much more painful than the original dragon claw.

After saying that, he arrived at the door of a room. Luo Chuan announced outside the door: "Brother, I brought Brother Lu from Donghai over."

"Oh, please come in quickly!" A hoarse voice came from the room, rough and lacking in confidence, and even coughed twice in excitement.

Luoshan asked Lu Ziqing to exchange grateful greetings, and Lu Ziqing said that he would give them a massage to relax. Soon, Luoshan called several other survivors over, and the four dragon survivors showed off their prosthetics together, leaving Lu Ziqing stunned.

Cool, each prosthetic limb has its own lighting effects that can illuminate the dark.

Conveniently, there are wheels behind the prosthesis, which can rotate 360 ​​degrees without any dead ends. When the wheels are down, it can turn into a dragon-shaped sports car.

Powerful, the claws can fire lasers, converting the power of the dragon into the power of technology.

Quickly, the dragon's tail can spray flames, spray the dragon's breath from the tail, and become a chrysanthemum rocket dragon to fly in the sky.

Safe, these prosthetics can also emit simple wards to keep them out of the rain.

Lu Ziqing couldn't help but cover his face. Have the men in science and engineering at Tiangongmen been kicked in the head by a donkey? So the face-conscious dragon clan must have a hard time accepting this kind of cyberpunk stuff. Can't it be made honestly and realistic?

Lu Ziqing first used his newly learned Jade Dragon Heart Technique to make them relax and open their hearts, and then they told what happened. In this regard, we really can’t blame the Tiangongmen people for not being careful. In fact, at the beginning, the prosthetic limbs they made were exactly the same as their original limbs. Tiangongmen even attached the same scales to them. However, the dragons are very sensitive to false appearance, because the dragons' senses do not rely only on their eyes, but on their breath, and they can feel the disability of the soul and body. This kind of prosthetic limb has no vitality at all. When you feel it, it will feel fake. On the contrary, it is a bit cover-up and looks inferior.

So in order to enhance their confidence, Tiangongmen simply emphasized functionality and made it very cool, even more powerful than before.

The dragon clan couldn't refuse Tiangongmen's hospitality. At that time, they could only reluctantly accept it, but after they came back, they all became depressed.

"Although we know we are being pretentious, we do feel ashamed." Luoshan looked at his laser claws and kept sighing. Although this thing is quite powerful, Tiangong Sect has already risked being punished by God to give them real high technology. But, what to say? I always feel that I have become immoral and feel ashamed.

The master craftsman of Tiangongmen comforted them, saying that it would be good if all the dragons on the streets were using such prostheses. It takes time to become popular. By then, maybe even the healthy dragons would like to transform themselves into this.

Lu Ziqing feels that the aesthetics of Tiangongmen may indeed be biased. But this is not to be blamed on Tiangongmen. Dragons are ever-changing and flexible. No matter how good the cyberpunk prosthetic limbs are, they cannot change as they wish like the original parts.

"Can't you cut off your limbs and regenerate them?" Lu Ziqing asked. After all, dragons are very powerful creatures with extraordinary vitality.

Luoshan sighed and explained that if it was just a normal injury, the dragon would naturally grow back to its original shape. But the torture they suffered was a disability at the dragon soul level. Once the dragon soul was damaged, the missing limbs would not grow back, and it would be difficult to heal the wounds. This is also the reason why they have concerns about prosthetics. If they are used to such prostheses, it will be even more impossible to regenerate their limbs.

Speaking of this, Lu Ziqing thought of Ao Qian.

When Ao Qian died, the ancestor of Hongmeng used colorful lotus roots to pierce his body and let the dragon soul attach to it. He was reborn under the creative power of the Hongmeng Sect. Now Lu Ziqing is quite good at doing this. If there are colorful lotuses, he can also make lotus root limbs for them. And they just lost their limbs, which was much more convenient than Ao Qian's rebirth.

"Where can I get the colorful lotus?" Lu Ziqing pondered. The ancestor did not reveal the origin of the lotus at first. The old god Jiang Zinong may know, but now he cannot be contacted. Even if Baolian could be obtained, there would still be size restrictions. After Ao Qian was reborn, he became a bench dragon.

Lu Ziqing felt that there should be something that could replace the colorful lotus. After all, Luoshan and the others only lost part of their limbs, and the dragon clan itself had extremely strong vitality. What do people use to make fake dragons? Straw dragon?

"Huh? Got it!" Lu Ziqing thought he could give it a try and took out the seed bag Jiang Zinong gave him. If there is no colorful lotus root, there will always be foxtail grass. Maybe this is the real use of these grass seeds.

Lu Ziqing directly injected spiritual energy into a handful of grass seeds, and used the spiritual mist of the Hongmeng Sect to condense them into the shape of dragon claws, directly giving birth to them. These are indeed no ordinary seeds. They contain extremely powerful vitality. Although they cannot compare with the colorful lotus, the vitality contained in them is enough to wear a prosthetic limb, and then absorb the vitality of the dragon's body to achieve the goal.

"Grow!" Lu Ziqing watched the grass seeds sprout. He asked Luoshan to take off those ridiculous prosthetics, reduce his body to a convenient size, and use the mist to shape the outline of his limbs and tail. Those grass seeds grew entangled with the plasticity of the mist, and Luochuan soon had limbs composed of grass stalks and lush leaf veins.