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Chapter 92 Enchanted (1)

In order to please someone he had never met before, Lin Yin also got drunk.

Disciple Xiaojing, he has also tasted the food exchanged from Hu Nuan. To be honest, the taste is a little different, but it is far from the level that makes people dream. Just like him, tasting it once is enough

, I won’t worry about it. Somehow, the young disciples like it very much.

Jin Xin said: "Master, it's my first time to visit your home and I want to bring a gift. What should I bring?"

Lin Yinzhen said to himself, nothing can bring disaster to your master's bamboo forest.

He said casually: "Master has given you a lot of good things. Just take them out and I won't embarrass you."

Jin Xin: "But Xiaonuan's mother can't use it."

Master Lin Yin was stunned. How could a mortal use a monk's things?

As a result, he didn't know what to give. After all, he had no experience in giving gifts to mortals.

Give him some advice: "Aren't you going with Xiao Yu? Ask him what he wants to give?"

Xiao Yu had an idea of ​​his own: "I plan to bring some spiritual rice and spiritual fruits that can be eaten by mortals with low spiritual energy."

Jin Xin: "Then what should I bring?"

Xiao Wei rolled his eyes at the paper crane: "Stupid. You are bringing meat."

Jin Xin was suddenly enlightened and plunged into the bamboo forest again to catch bamboo rats.

Master Lin Yin: I just can’t get along with my own forest.

He is happy to see the fruits of friendship being cultivated among children. Hu Nuan is not a scheming person and he is very relieved when his apprentice goes to the market to play.

Xiao Yu had an idea of ​​his own, but since it was his first private visit like this, he was a little unsure and asked his master Di Yuan for his opinion.

Master Di Yuan smiled and did not give any advice but said: "You are good friends. Although you can't be rude, you should also be relaxed with each other. You should feel relaxed yourself and at the same time, you should not put pressure on the other person."

Xiao Yu thought for a while: "Well, I think I'm well prepared."

Master Di Yuan smiled. He had accepted a disciple before and he thought highly of him. Unfortunately, he died during the training. He was so devastated that he resigned from his position in the sect and lived in semi-seclusion without paying attention to foreign affairs. Yu Liuya persuaded him many times.

, he started to think about accepting a disciple again. Xiao Kui had the same spiritual roots as him. He was already steady at a young age, careful and bold, and was different from the lively and out-of-the-box disciple of his previous disciple.

He thought that with such a temperament, he should be able to live a long life.

Since they got along, the master and the disciple were not enthusiastic and proactive, but always lacked politeness. Di Yuan had a knot in his heart, fearing that he would lose again, so he did not dare to get too close. Xiao Yu was sensitive and thought that the master was not so good.

Being far or not is an attitude, and he cannot be proactive and enthusiastic.

It was just tepid, and I thought it would just go on like this.

Who would have thought that ever since Xiao Yu made good friends, the steady person would look like a child and start fighting in groups.

God knows that Master Di Yuan rushed to the scene with his heart in mind and saw that his disciple bravely faced off against two disciples who were taller than him, beating him with his hands and kicking his feet. How happy he was to watch.

My own apprentice also has a cute side.

Now I came to ask for advice on some trivial matters between children. Master Di Yuan felt like raising a child, and his dull heart seemed to be relieved.

Xiao Yu also breathed a sigh of relief after turning around, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

This was an agreement between the three of them. No one in the class knew about it. After experiencing the group fight, Hu Nuan finally understood that good things and good deeds should be hidden. Proper reality teaches life.

At this time, there was news that the Chaohua Sect was welcoming a distinguished guest, namely Xianyin Pavilion and Changjimen.

Leng Ruo clenched his fists and his eyes were full of sneers. This time, he would never make the same mistake again.

The news slowly spread to the Fang City at the foot of the mountain with the actions of Chaohua Sect personnel stationed in Fang City, and the entire Fang City became lively, including the mortal area.

Hu Qing also heard this and was puzzled: "Does it have something to do with us?"

Tiesheng was envious and disappointed: "Of course. Master said that Chaohua Sect, Xianyin Pavilion, and Changji Sect are all big sects, and the sects have contacts with each other." There was reminiscence on his face: "Ten years ago,

The Chaohua Sect also held a grand event among the sects, and the place was lively. The master sold a lot of magical artifacts."

Hu Qing understands, exchange event, business opportunities.

Tiesheng's eyes dimmed: "Master is gone, my craftsmanship is so poor..."

Hu Qingxin said, your master's craftsmanship is not as advanced as you think. The blacksmith shop has a fixed customer base here, and your craftsmanship can completely cope with it.

Hu Qing said: "Isn't it still a month? Let's hurry up."

This week, Hu Qing spent all his time at the blacksmith shop after being busy at home, and even brought Hu Huahua for the first time.

Huhuahua is in the corner next to the stove where sparks can't splash, and it's very comfortable to nestle there.

He could adapt, so Hu Qing just kept guarding the stove day and night, and the results were obvious. According to Tiesheng's instructions and the old master's notes, Hu Qing finally made the first finished product in her life.

A...dagger over a foot long.

"The length is a bit too long." Hu Qing waved the long dagger made of fine iron in his hand, glowing with cold light, low-key and simple without any trace of pattern.

The point is not the dagger, but the technique. She finally knows how to refine the weapon.

Well, it is an exaggeration to say that refining weapons is an exaggeration. This method of refining weapons is actually closer to ordinary people, laborious and cumbersome.

It is recorded in the old master's notes that the master refines the weapon, melts gold into water, and forges it with the consciousness of the mind.

It's a pity that Hu Qing's current conditions can't even move to the other side of the river where the spiritual energy is slightly stronger, so he can't get involved in the industry of burning spiritual stones or charcoal.

Somewhat frustrated: "If we can make some exquisite little things, such as fragrant balls, we may not be able to deceive little girls and young people out of their hands."

It's a pity that neither she nor Tiesheng has that exquisite craftsmanship.

Tiesheng scratched his head: "What's the use of those things? Swords and weapons are more powerful."

Hu Qing has a cold face.

He said to him: "You haven't rested all day and night, go and have a rest."

Tiesheng: "What about you?"

Hu Qing said: "I'll think about it some more, and I'll go home directly later."

Tiesheng went to the back, and Hu Qing looked at the sky outside the door. It was noon.

She turned to look at the furnace. The flames in the furnace were quiet and well-behaved at the moment, but once ore was put in, the flames would rush towards her like crazy.

She wanted to... put her hand in.

This is really a terrible thought. Although her cute little hands are no longer soft, delicate, or white, they are still very precious and fragile. How could she reach into such a dangerous fire?

But - the flames jumping like red seedlings in front of me seemed to be attracting me - this wonderful attraction started a day ago.

When Hu Qing had this idea, he was startled and suppressed it. But now, the idea sprouted in the corner, grew up, and could no longer suppress it.

She thought, give it a try.

The flames without metal were clean and neat, like a wheat field blown by the breeze. They only moved occasionally, and when Hu Qing was possessed by the magic and brought his hand in, the flames suddenly swooped.

"Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss me." Hu Qing Lightning withdrew his hand, and a blister appeared on the back of his hand. In the blink of an eye, the blisters swelled up and turned red inside.


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