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Chapter 270

Duan Qingyan woke up after an hour, and felt something strange on his face. First, there was a tingling pain, and then it turned into a refreshing coolness.

"Junior Sister Qingyan, don't worry, as long as I take action, I will definitely cure your face. They say that Senior Brother Chen likes you, then I will cure your face. You become beautiful and then compete with you openly."

Is this all about what?

Duan Qingyan was speechless.

She wanted to explain that she and Yun Chuchen were just friends who could be more familiar with each other.

However, Duan Qingyan really couldn't agree with this dance fairy's style of knocking people out of no one's consent. This feeling of life and death was terrible, and he still felt a little nervous.

The person who had used a lot of good medicine for her was not convenient for Duan Qingyan to have an attack, so she could only turn around and leave without explanation.

"Hey, you just left?"

"Thanks."

"You don't have to thank me. Senior Brother Chen asked me several times before I agreed to come and see me. If you want to thank me, please thank Senior Brother Chen."

Since I didn't have to thank me, I left. Duan Qingyan thought so and left silently.

Speaking of which, Duan Qingyan really didn't think about how to get along with this fairy dance.

Others used cherished herbs to treat her face, but Duan Qingyan hated this feeling of being used to force her.

He locked himself in the room and buried himself in the refining weapon. Only when refining weapons can it calm Duan Qingyan's heart.

On the second day, Ling Miaowu reported on time and continued to change the dressings for Duan Qingyan.

Fortunately, Duan Qingyan was willing to cooperate this time. The young lady did not knock Duan Qingyan out again.

After seven days of this, Duan Qingyan was used to being tossed by a bunch of strange herbs every day.

I heard from Fairy Wu that you will be cured in seven days.

Several senior sisters acted extremely excited and nervous.

Su Muhan said: The fifth junior sister is talented and should be a beauty.

Even Xiaosi, who had never recognized his second senior sister, nodded in agreement.

Although Duan Qingyan had no expression on his face, he was actually more nervous than others. He prayed silently: Get better, get better, don’t want to continue being an ugly girl.

Unfortunately, Ling Miaowu's expression deeply hit Duan Qingyan.

After Ling Miaowu personally washed Duan Qingyan's herbs, she stared at Duan Qingyan's face in a daze. She looked confused and said to herself: "It makes no sense. I have used the three magical medicines of skin-growing flowers, bone-grassing grass, and Juexiang fruit. How could it be bad?"

"Is the formula wrong? No, I used this ratio for Dasha."

"That must be her problem."

Duan Qingyan was really speechless when he met Ling Miaowu's questioning eyes.

There is a feeling of being given hope and shattered.

But I am still very grateful to Ling Miaowu, who actually used so many good medicinal materials for Duan Qingyan on the grounds of a tough "fair competition".

These medicinal materials are not even the uncle of the junior teacher. It can be seen that the other party has put some thoughts into it.

"Fifth Junior Sister, I've really become beautiful. It's much better than before." Su Muhan pointed at Duan Qingyan and smiled.

"Yes, there is only one left in your left eye. It should be much better to cover it with your hair." The senior sister also commented.

Duan Qingyan hurriedly used magic to draw a water mirror and checked his new face in front of the mirror.

This face can be seen vaguely before traveling through time, and it even looks even better.

If you ignore the striped scar from the left eye all the way to the left temple.

Although the whole face is still ugly, as the senior sister said, if you lose slanted bangs and cover your left forehead and left eye with your hair, you shouldn't be able to tell.

The senior sister took the initiative to comb Duan Qingyan’s new hairstyle.

"Wow, Xiaowu is so beautiful." Su Muhan couldn't help but saliva flowed: "Fifth junior sister, should I be my wife for my senior brother?"

"Get out, the idiot who doesn't know what is the difference between men and women." The senior sister spread the dicks.

The fourth senior sister Huangfu Jier helplessly gave Su Muhan a 45-degree angle and continued to excitedly admire Duan Qingyan's ugly woman becoming a beauty, and the most important thing was to be happy for the fifth junior sister.

The most funny thing is the third senior brother Zhu Ying. One day later, he came back from outside the peak and saw Duan Qingyan who covered his left eye with half a bang. He didn't recognize him and asked, "Which peak are you a disciple? How could he be on my Zuixian Peak?"

Although Duan Qingyan reported to her own house, it was still invalid. In the end, Zhu Ying took her to the senior sister to verify.

The most speechless thing was that the third senior brother said: "You suddenly became a man and a woman, and you are really a little uncomfortable."

Duan Qingyan was speechless.

After his appearance has recovered halfway, Duan Qingyan has practiced harder, because the fairy dancer Ling Miaowu actually said the same thing as Qiu Kuang: "If the wound on your face is damaged by the power of space pressure, then you can only use the spiritual objects of heaven and earth: condense the cold marrow. Condensing the cold jade cannot be done. You must condense the cold marrow, because the wound on your face is too stubborn."

Duan Qingyan is now working hard to improve his self-cultivation, thinking that one day he will be able to kill Xuanxiao Palace with domineering power, forcing their hall master to hand over the cold marrow.

Another half year has passed, and the peak is getting closer and closer.

Duan Qingyan's weapon refining skills became more and more proficient but difficult to make progress. But her diligent practice was not in vain. At least one-third of the low-level disciples of Dingyun Sect have achieved that one-third of the low-level magic weapons.

In terms of intermediate magic weapons, Duan Qingyan was quite stingy, and only tailored a few of them for the senior brothers and sisters of the same peak, as well as fellow disciples who usually had contact with each other.

It’s not that Duan Qingyan refused to practice intermediate weapon refining techniques. The time spent in the middle level, materials, design and other aspects have increased exponentially, and Duan Qingyan can no longer mass-produce it.

The name of Duan Qingyan, the young weapon refiner, was unconsciously spread in Dingyun Sect's market, becoming more and more mysterious.

As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.

Under Dou Jiahui's instigation, several original weapon refiners in the sect also began to complain about Duan Qingyan.

Especially Duan Qingyan robbed the weapon refining business.

So, Duan Qingyan received this invitation similar to a war letter: Mr. Tang Hailong, a senior weapon refiner of the Dingyun Sect’s Second-Meridian Weapon Refining Peak, held a ceremony to collect apprentices on the fifth day of next month, and invited all kinds of weapon refiners to come and watch the ceremony.

Because Tang Hailong is also a storied figure in the Dingyun Sect's weapon refining, he is probably hundreds of years old, right? He is famous in the entire Dingyun Sect in terms of weapon refining.

But this person is also famous for his serious proficiency and spends more time on refining weapons, resulting in his cultivation always staying at foundation building and has not yet formed a pill.

In fact, with his entry time, even if his qualifications are worse, it is almost time to form a pill.

Of course, never forming pills has become the bottleneck for Tang Hailong's weapon refining. If his weapon refining level is high, he will not be able to move from a senior weapon refining master to a weapon refining master.

Because of the mental power required by the weapon refiner, his cultivation cannot provide at all.

You cannot make any progress in refining weapons, and it is not uncommon to accept disciples to inherit their legacy.

However, Duan Qingyan heard some rumors, as if the purpose of taking apprentices this time was that the weapon refiners wanted to embarrass her together. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)


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