Judging from Aunt Mo's expression, she seems to be unwilling to teach others.
An Qingli lowered his head, kicked his feet on the ground, and said distressedly: "Actually, I don't really want to learn. If it wasn't to pay off the debt early, who would be willing to sweat profusely by the furnace and change from fair and beautiful to ugly and dark."
Aunt Mo sneered when she heard this, grabbed An Qingli's arm, and immediately gave An Qingli a suitable name: "Okay, sledgehammer, hold the iron egg, I will teach you."
An Qingli was dragged to the fire.
The temperature of the fire is extremely high, and even people who are one meter away from the stove feel the heat is sultry.
An Qingli's snow-white face turned red and hot due to the reflection.
The little Pegasus complained that this was really not what a fairy should do.
Aunt Mo took out another big hammer. The big hammer was still rusty, and it looked like it had not been used for a long time.
"Watch it, you can hammer it how I hammer it." Aunt Mo glanced sideways at An Qingli, whose skin was as smooth as gelatin, and sneered, "If you can't forge a decent sword embryo in three days, just stand here.
In front of the store, just rely on your reputation to attract business!"
An Qingli mentioned the plain and simple Wanjun Hammer and said "Okay" readily.
The sound of "ding-ding" started again in the blacksmith shop.
Aunt Mo was used to lifting the Wanjun hammer, which was as heavy as a mountain. When she replaced it with another hammer, it was more than a little easier.
Two pieces of the same size, freshly smelted red iron juice, were poured on the special chopping board.
"Bang bang bang!"
Aunt Mo raised her hammer and smashed it hard, as fast as pounding rice with wood.
"Bang bang bang!"
An Qingli heard the sound and followed up by punching him hard.
The speed is also extremely fast.
And if you listen carefully, you will find that every pitch of An Qingli's "bang bang bang" sound is almost the same as Aunt Mo's.
An old man and a young man were standing next to the stove, smashing it so hard that their arms were turned into afterimages.
Aunt Mo frowned and said "Huh", turned to An Qingli and asked, "Have you practiced?"
An Qingli shook his head: "It's true that I have never practiced. But I live next door to you, Aunt Qi, and I have heard of it."
"Have you heard of it?"
Aunt Mo thought for a moment, even if she had heard of An Qingli, she had only heard of him for less than two years.
What’s more, what I heard was the boring hammering sound that was so slow that it took your breath away and made you yawn again and again.
In such a short time and such a slow rhythm, An Qingli was able to hit the hammer together at this moment.
Aunt Mo narrowed her eyes and quietly released her spiritual consciousness from Da Luo Jin Fairyland, checking An Qingli, who was busy at work, inside and out.
She is indeed a little girl in the middle stage of Earth Immortality.
"It's not easy!"
Aunt Mo's heart was shocked, but the speed of the hammer falling was three points faster. Is it true that a genius from the lower world has ascended to heaven?!
After the hammer dropped faster, An Qingli didn't dare to be distracted at all and followed with all his concentration.
Sparks flew everywhere.
Aunt Mo suddenly asked loudly: "What skills did you have before!"
An Qingli knew he couldn't be fooled, so he replied amidst the sound of hammering: "I know how to make elixirs!"
The sound of the hammer falling was like the beat of a drum, getting faster and faster.
"Alchemy? No wonder, it's all about eating ashes and dealing with fire!" Aunt Mo dropped the hammer faster and faster, and veins burst out on the back of her hand. Then she recalled something and said angrily, "How dare you lie to me! What did you do before?
He also said that your alchemy skills are very poor!"
"That's bad!" An Qingli raised his hammer like flying and shouted loudly in a rapid "ding-dong" voice, "I reached the immortal level when I went down to the lower realm, but I haven't continued since I came up!"
"boom!"
Aunt Mo's heart was shaken violently, and she lost control of her hand. She hammered down directly, breaking the thick chopping board made of fine iron underneath into two halves.
A burst of great power suddenly exploded from the cracked chopping board.
An Qingli quickly raised the hammer in front of him to protect himself, awkwardly blocking the powerful impact.
Aunt Mo Que remained motionless, with her hands on her hips, looking at An Qingli in disbelief, and scolded in a trembling voice: "Foolish thing! You have such a talent for alchemy, but you still follow me and don't do your job properly. You are simply stupid!"
As a sword cultivator, An Qingli had to explain: "It's not that I'm not doing my job properly, I am..."
"Shut up, let me scold you!" Aunt Mo closed the shop again, raised the ban again, pointed at An Qingli's forehead, and cursed loudly, "You are a talented alchemy cultivator, just refine your alchemy well! You can do whatever you want in the future.
A sixth-grade or seventh-grade elixir can be bought in the whole street, let alone the little thing I owe you!"
Angry and furious, Aunt Mo said in a rough voice: "Stop refining weapons, go make elixirs and pay off debts!"
An Qingli looked confused: "There is no prescription and no master, so there is no progress."
"There is no prescription, no master, find it yourself!" Aunt Mo had a frantic expression on her face and paced around the room. She was even more worried than the real owner An Qingli. "Aren't you quite capable?
Is it difficult for you to do anything small? If you don’t have a prescription, just buy it. If you don’t have a master, just go find it. There are always more solutions than difficulties. Why waste time in my blacksmith shop?"
An Qingli picked up the hammer, raised his eyes to look at Aunt Mo in front of him, and suddenly said with a smile in his eyes: "The master I'm looking for is right in front of me."
Aunt Mo was shocked again, took a half step back, and said uncertainly: "Me?"
An Qingli nodded quickly: "That's you."
"What is your background?" Aunt Mo was guarded and looked at the young An Qingli carefully, looking at her as if she were a possible enemy.
"Don't get me wrong, Aunt Mo." An Qingli explained immediately, "I was attracted by your Taoist charm that seemed to be invisible when hammering iron, so I wanted to come and visit you. Unexpectedly, something went wrong again when choosing the immortal weapon.
, so I am simply willing to work as a handyman here for you."
"Willingly?" Aunt Mo raised her voice and questioned.
An Qingli sneered and said, "It's true that I'm willing to do it, and I also kind of follow the trend."
"You dare to love my old lady, but I also fell into the scheme of a little girl like you!"
Aunt Mo grabbed a handful of gray hair, full of irritability, walked around the room, pointed her finger at Qingli, and said harshly: "Didn't you say that you refined the elixir and touched a trace of Taoism... Then you refined the elixir, now
Just practice, I want to see if what you say is true or false, little girl!"
An Qingli said seriously: "If I can make an elixir, can I learn to make weapons from you, aunt?"
"What are you studying?" Aunt Mo said with a mournful look on her face, "Follow me, understand the Tao Yun a little more, and then go and make elixirs as soon as possible. I'm still looking forward to asking you for elixirs in the future."
"Why do you need to say the word beg?" An Qingli thought to himself, "Auntie, you are humble, you have peeled off the skin of the Immortal Weapon Master, and you are still the Great Luo Jinxian."
However, if he saw through it without saying it, An Qingli bowed to Aunt Mo and said seriously: "Then I will refine the elixir first, and I will ask Auntie to take care of me in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, a bottle of the growth-type immortal elixir furnace with carved phoenixes landed firmly in the center of the blacksmith shop.