After Li Buxing bullied her and caused Yin Tong and Jade to sleep for so long, the Li family wanted to expel the family to clear up the relationship, but there was no way.
At the beginning, Feng Li was not an ancestor, but slapped her butt and ran away when something happened, which was a typical behavior of crossing a river and tearing down a bridge, and slaughtering a donkey after grinding. She was young, but not ignorant, so she shared a share of the bill with the Li family of Jiasi.
This was during the competition on the day she entered the school. When she woke up Li Nana, she gave her a few blows. However, her "splitting tendons and pulse points" hand was not yet at home. It was expected to take longer, but it exploded so early.
Exposed.
She still has to continue to practice hard.
"I..." Li Nana's face rose, and she was filled with anger, but she only said "I" and nothing more happened.
Her muscles and veins are blocked, and her cultivation is declining at a slow rate. Although it is not obvious yet, in the long run, she will stagnate and even get into trouble.
She has lost the qualification to go there, and now that she is famous, she has no other choice but to marry into the Sima family. If she is like the two young men of the Sima family, it will be difficult for her to be the wife of the royal family in an upright manner.
I used to be unable to defeat the person in front of me, but now I am beyond reach. What's more, I now have people to ask for.
For the sake of her future, she endured it.
"What conditions do you need?" Taking a deep breath, Li Nana suppressed her anger and tried to calm herself down.
"Conditions?" Li Nana glanced sideways: "You are not qualified. You definitely don't know the few things I want to know, so there is no room for discussion."
"You..." Li Nana immediately became furious.
"Nana." Sima Zhi quickly pulled her hand to stop her from getting angry.
The person in front of you cannot be offended now, and you cannot afford to offend him.
"Little miss, I would like to ask the little miss to diagnose and treat my two children." Li Mei moved lightly and handed over a ring: "This is the medicinal herb that the little miss has requested. Li Mei has already collected it. Please
Take a look."
"Let me see if it's getting better." He took the ring, put it away directly, walked to Sima Xianghuan and Sima Xianzhi, and tapped them with a pair of small hands.
The more medicinal herbs, the better, she harvested as much as she had.
"Old Yao, please help with the treatment again." Xiangsi stopped and shouted at Yao: "We will change the medicine tomorrow. I'm going to bed."
Damn, she's tired. She won't do anything today.
A few changes have been made this time, and there will be temporary signs of improvement within a few months. She still has to study and doesn't have much time to play.
She went to take a nap.
He yawned, didn't wait for anyone to react, turned around, left the mess behind, and dived again.
After gathering enough energy and deceiving the mistress of the Li family and her pair of children again, Xiangsi started to learn weapon refining and scrolls with the others except the "medicine" crazy ones.
The instructors were vying for each other, and after n rounds of indiscriminate verbal battles and negotiations, they finally reached a consensus: teach her how to make weapons in the morning, and let her learn scrolls in the afternoon.
The two groups of people just divided the time, but her nest has not been moved. She still lives in the courtyard of the Medicine Maniac. There are temporary resting places in other courtyards, and she is still shuttled to and from morning and evening by dedicated personnel.
However, when she walked into the refining room on the first day and saw the man in fiery red robes, Xiangsi wondered for a long time, so that she spent several days in depression.
From now on, Chi Chi Hong and Qing Qing were either assistants or the like, or just full-time mystic practitioners or warriors. Who knew that the old man turned out to be a full cultivator, a mystic practitioner, a leader in the auxiliary department, and a weapon refiner.
Hong Qingqing and Yun Tianchang are definitely qualified teachers. They teach Xiangsi how to refine weapons conscientiously. From the initial knowledge of materials to manipulation, they teach by words and deeds. After the demonstration, they supervise each other personally. There is no tolerance between the two.
She explained every piece of knowledge sloppily and corrected every tiny mistake she made. The requirement was to be perfect.
Time flies, half a month passes in the blink of an eye, and it is early May in early summer. When the morning sun shines through the half-person-high doors and windows on the thick wall, it casts warm light on the refining room.
The three of them had already been busy for a while.
The furnishings in the large refining room are similar to those of a drug addict's medicine room, with a furnace in the middle, adjacent tables and chairs, and various most basic ore raw materials stored against the wall.
The only difference from the apothecary room is that the medicine furnace is round, while the rows of the refining furnaces are all square. There are two types, one is the middle part where the refined charcoal is placed, and an external fire can be used.
Tool refining; one is a furnace with only one layer of cauldron filled with molten liquid. This type can only use the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, and requires extremely pure proficiency of the operator.
In the first square furnace, the flame of the special charcoal fire and the crystal core of the fire monster, with a little bit of the flame at the end of the southern fire, burned flickeringly. The small cauldron layer was empty, only the hot breath.
still exists.
"Little girl, you are ready to start training." Yuntian Chang played with a small silver dagger that was half a foot long and two inches wide, with a green five-pointed star printed on the handle, and looked at where he stood.
Hong Qingqing, who was in the same array, showed an expression of "we are old".
Sure enough, these five-series talents cannot be treated with ordinary people's eyes, and the balance talent cannot be inferred with common sense. This rapid learning can only be described in one word: contrary to common sense.
I still remember that when he first learned, it took him nearly half a year to master the basics, and nearly half a year to refine the best and most common weapon. Even so, his master was extremely happy and praised him as a great weapon.
He was born to learn weapon refining.
Now, after half a day of study, it was only half a month. The little girl didn't need any guidance from him. She could refine a spiritual weapon using only ordinary flames. Although it was a low-grade one, she still couldn't change the fact that it was a spiritual weapon. If
, if his master could see this little girl with his own eyes, he might faint from joy.
Maybe, he should be like the old medicine man, adding some ingredients to the raw materials and letting the little girl refine it a few times. Unfortunately, the medicine will only explode the furnace, but the refining tool will explode people.
He was reluctant to scare his disciples like this.
He finally understood Yao Lao Bu Shi's proud mood at that time. He felt happy to have a disciple who knew everything.
Yuntian Chang's mind has been spinning several times in a moment.
Departure?
So fast?
She, when she was learning medicine, she seemed to have been thinking about it for several days alone, and she failed every day. Until now, the old medicine man didn't even ask her to start teaching.
This weapon refining is more tiring than the medicine. It seems that besides refining a batch of space rings so far, this is the only one that can be said to be a work from the past. It is still far away from a holy weapon or a divine weapon.
The old man just asked her to become a teacher. How do you say this?
"Old man Yun, my level is still far behind. Why did you let me start training so quickly? Are you afraid that I will ruin your brand?" Xiangsi blinked, expressing incomprehension.
"Little girl, everything we know and hundreds of years of experience have been passed down to you. You are only a little behind on proficiency. There is nothing else to teach you. Restricting you will only hinder your progress." Yuntianchang
He smiled with relief: "Little girl, one day I will refine a Xuanwang weapon to give us old men a longer face."
Old men like them can't count on the Xuanwang Artifact, nor can the several disciples who hold a place in the Artifact Refining Guild. They can only hope that these close disciples will achieve success.
In this regard, he was full of confidence that his disciple would definitely succeed.
"Old man Yun, to be honest, I'm also very interested in the Xuanwang Artifact. If you don't tell me, I will work hard to figure it out." Xiangsi, who was standing on the chair, raised her little paw and patted her chest: "Don't worry.
, I have confidence in your little disciple."
She must have the Xuanwang Artifact. She wants to go to the real Xuanwu Continent and has no shelter from the wind and rain. A movable castle is her dream.
"Little girl, use the spiritual fire you have to refine a work for my old man to see." Hong Qingwu took the silver dagger from Yuntianchang's hand and admired it carefully, then said with a smile.
"Spirit fire?" Xiangsi thought for a moment, "Okay, I haven't used it yet. I just don't know if it can be manipulated."
After her strength increased, she just didn't know if she could control the two flames more freely. She also wanted to know, and even more wanted to know, what was the difference between a weapon refined with the spiritual fire of heaven and earth and a flame such as charcoal fire?
What's the difference between the forging tools?
Jumping off the ground, "Dengdeng" dragged the chair to the special spiritual fire furnace and put it down. Then he climbed up. After sorting through the materials, he collected the black ore, copper ore, and space used to make the space ring.
Stones and other necessary items are lined up and placed neatly on the table.
Xiangsi, who was ready, raised her right hand, "Chi..." A wisp of ink-like black flame emerged from the palm of his hand, and the flame flashed and emitted a scorching light. With a flick of his finger, the flame "
Huh!" It flashed and flew to the bottom of the furnace.
"Hoola", as soon as the flame fell to the bottom of the furnace, it suddenly grew into a ball and enveloped the furnace. The flames were flush with the opening of the cauldron, so as not to block the view.
The stove turned red in the blink of an eye, but before Xiangsi could throw away the ore, a faint smell of melted equipment floated up, and then, after a "crash" sound, a black ball of flame jumped and fell to the ground.
The red melt wrapped in flames fell into an irregular circle.
The furnace is melted!
"Melt, melted?!" Hong Qingqing and Yuntian Chang looked at the black fire that was still burning on the red ball. They were shocked and forgot to speak. Their old eyes stared wildly and they were lost in thought.
Go to him, go to his eighteenth generation ancestors.
What a shameless melting pot!
Oh my God, this kind of good thing that may not have happened to her in eight lifetimes actually happened to her. She, she, she had such good luck as peach blossoms, pear blossoms, bullshit plum blossoms.
Crazy, crazy, crazy.
Staring at the flaming red furnace melt, the flames in Xiangsi's heart soared several feet high, and she almost wanted to jump off the chair and stomp the ball.
What are the expressions of those two old men? Do they need to stare with bull eyes and be reluctant to blink?
Yaya, isn't it just a weak stove that was melted down? At most, when I have time to travel, I can find one and bring it back. Those two old men will have to 'show' their feelings of distress and pain.
What's it like?
Contempt, strongly despise these two stingy old men.
After looking at the expressions of the two old men, I was full of angry lovesickness. I expressed my dissatisfaction in my heart, jumped off the chair, recalled the hell fire on the ground, and ran to another stove.
That stove was not strong, so she had to replace it.
The mountain is not hers, she can be the mountain, that's fine.
She didn't move the chair or move the equipment. Once she walked to the stove, which was taller than herself, without saying anything, she raised her hand, summoned a wisp of flame and threw it over.
The roaring flame instantly covered the stove.
This stove must be genuine.
After waiting for a moment, I didn't feel any strange lovesickness, and my little face finally turned from gloomy to clear, and a little sunshine showed through.
"Crack", a ball of black flame fell from the bottom of the furnace to the ground. Then, the flame "whooshed", and the ball of flame fell to the ground like a long stream of fire, spreading out into a sea of fire.
I rely on it, on its ancestors, Yaya, for one thousand eight hundred and eight generations.
Another parallel import.
Furious Xiangsi took away the flame and whirled it to another furnace like a whirlwind. Without saying a word, another jet-black flame greeted him unceremoniously.
When people are unlucky, their teeth are choked by cold water, and Xiangsi's teeth are choked by cold water. After waiting for a while, the third vessel gloriously follows in the footsteps of the first two and returns to dust.
The leaves that return to the soil fall back to their roots and return to the earth.