When Duan Qingyan woke up, it was another three days.
Duan Qingyan smiled mockingly to herself. Ever since she was brought here, she seemed to have been spending her time in a cycle of injury and lethargy.
In fact, she is not from here, so whether she is a genius or a waste is not that important to her.
But his brother's earnest expectations, Duan Qingmei's pressing step by step, and the contemptuous looks of his so-called tribesmen all aroused Duan Qingyan's bloodshed.
It's a pity that I still let my eldest brother down.
Although Duan Qingyan feels that one can be excellent without force, no one in this era seems to agree.
By the way, that weird hammer.
Ever since the shiny golden hammer appeared, Duan Qingyan felt like something was calling her, and she couldn't help but have a strange feeling for the hammer. It couldn't be said that it was like the call of a relative.
"What a pity, it still didn't succeed?" Duan Qingyan stretched out his white hands that were not disfigured along with his face.
"I'm here, I'm here." The strange hoarse voice that sounded a bit like an old man responded, and Duan Qingyan was a little baffled by the sudden appearance of an old black hammer in his hand.
"Who are you? Where are you?"
"Am I right in front of you?" Iron Hammer said anxiously, "You are too weak, hurry up and go blacksmithing with me."
"Uh, but I don't like blacksmithing." Duan Qingyan helplessly held his forehead.
"Then why did you touch me? Then why did you use your blood to seduce me? Huh?"
Uncle Iron Hammer was very angry, like, well, it was like he raped his daughter but didn’t want to be responsible for being caught by him. (Immortal Hammer Angry: I obviously raped him and I don’t want to be responsible. Answer: I guess no one is interested in raping you~~)
"You mean, you are the hammer of inheritance?" Duan Qingyan was surprised. The hammer of inheritance is such a beautiful thing.
"Nonsense, of course I am. But that's what you call me. In fact, my real name is Tianchui."
"But you, why did you become like this?"
"It's not because of you. It's not because you, the master, are too weak to use my power. Humph" Tianchui seemed very angry.
"Really?"
"Maybe it's true." Ah-Dai stared at the small black hammer in Duan Qingyan's hand for a long time, and finally touched it with his paw, and concluded.
Duan Qingyan's heart is filled with millions of mud horses. How can ugliness be contagious? It's okay for me to become ugly alone. Why do things around me become ugly along with it?
The golden-winged unicorn turned into a cute little teacup dog with a wrinkled face.
The hammer of inheritance, surrounded by golden light, became an absolutely unrecognizable one among the pile of black hammers.
"I think I should communicate more with Duan Qingmei."
"Why?" Dumb couldn't help but ask, "You obviously don't like her."
"Maybe she can be infected with ugliness."
"..."
"It's a good idea and he has character. I like this inheritor's character. I can't bear to accept you as my disciple." A certain hammer said in an old-fashioned way.
"Please, I never said I wanted to become your teacher."
"Hahahaha, you have such a useless physique, what do you want if you don't accept me as your teacher? Do you want to stop practicing all your life? Live a mortal life? If you grow up like you, no one will want to be a maid, right?"
"You!" He said Duan Qingyan's pain point. Most young girls would not be able to bear it when a good little beauty turned into such a dignified figure.
"What am I? I won't let anyone tell me the truth. Have you thought about it, do you want to practice? If you don't want to practice, don't waste my time. I'm going to find Duan Qingmei now. She also gave me a lot of blood and seems to be very sincere.
And that little girl is beautiful and pleasing to the eye." Uncle Tianchui was very angry, and the consequences were serious.
Duan Qingyan gritted his teeth, "Don't leave yet. You can let me become your teacher, but not now, unless you can prove that you can help me practice. If you don't agree, I won't stop you from leaving now."
"Hey, forget it. You're such a pitiful little girl. I'm lazy too, so I'll just follow you. Come on, I'll teach you how to blacksmith."
"Wait, wait, I didn't say I wanted to learn blacksmithing. I just want to practice."
"How can you practice without blacksmithing?"
"Why forge?"
"What am I?"
"Iron hammer, oh, that's right, it's Mr. Tianchui!" Duan Qingyan playfully touched the hammer in his hand. Although he could speak and had a bad temper, it was quite easy to talk to him.
"Hmph, how can you upgrade if you don't learn forging?"
"My meridians?"
"With your worthless body and meridians, you still expect to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth? Stop dreaming." Uncle Tianchui said disdainfully.
Well, the truth is always so cruel sometimes. Although he was beaten to pieces, Duan Qingyan was not someone who dared not face the facts.
"Learn forging, just learn forging. At least learn one craft to support yourself." Duan Qingyan clenched his fist.
Now that I have made a decision, I cannot stay in bed all the time. If I stay in bed for a long time, my whole body will become weak.
As soon as he opened the door, Duan Qingyan heard some discordant sounds.
"Master Jun Yi, this is a rule of the clan. Since Miss Qingyan is not talented enough to practice, she cannot live an idle life all her life. She was sent to our forging room to learn first. This is what was ordered from above and there is nothing we can do about it. Don't worry,
I, Duan Haide, will definitely help you take good care of Miss Qingyan."
"Get lost! My sister doesn't want to go blacksmithing."
"this……"
"Get out of here!"
Duan Junyi's face was full of anger, but the middle-aged man opposite him who was half a head taller than him was smiling.
Duan Qingyan sighed in her heart. This was the first time she saw clearly what kind of world this was. As long as he has the potential to practice, even if he is just a boy of fifteen or sixteen, the man opposite him must nod and bow. In addition to identity factors, there are more
This is the world's respect for cultivators.
"Brother." Duan Qingyan's sweet voice interrupted the angry and smiling confrontation between Duan Qingyan and the middle-aged man.
"I'll go. Uncle De is right. Since I can't practice, I should also learn a craft. I can't just live a free life all the time."
Duan Haide couldn't help but mutter in his heart, what a nice voice, that face, oh, it's ruined.
"You don't know, forging is very hard, and you are easily injured if you are not in good health. It doesn't matter whether you are skilled or not, my brother will take care of you for the rest of your life." Duan Junyi's voice was decisive and a little domineering.
This kind of overbearing warmth warms Duan Qingyan's heart, but as a woman who has received some modern education, she still cannot accept the idea of letting her brother support her for the rest of her life. The only way to rely on her is to rely on herself.
However, Duan Qingyan would not say these words at this time. The most effective way to deal with the domineering brother is to act like a baby~ "Brother, didn't Uncle De also say that he would take care of me? Brother is the best, just let me go."
Would you like to have some fun?"
"There's really nothing I can do against you, okay, then just go and have some fun. If you get tired of playing, be sure to tell me anytime."
"Um."
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