The smoke is warm, the water is clear, the wind is gentle, and the sun is bright. Mei Xianzhang is wearing a brand new light green smoked 'coat', with two round buns on his head, and two thin jade belts to hold up his black hair. together.
Three days have passed since the last beating in front of Qingxiaguan's gate. Fang Jianhao persuaded Mei Xianzhang to agree to go to the city to make clothes for this new outfit.
Or the child is stubborn. She feels that she will definitely be beaten in the future, so there is no point in making new clothes. They will all be rotten anyway, so it is better to mend the old ones and wear them.
Mei Xianzhang was lying on the wooden table in the yard, holding his chin in his left hand and holding the brush in his right hand. The handshake end of the brush was still in Mei Xianzhang's mouth.
There was a stack of white paper on the table in front of Mei Xianzhang, with a dozen words written crookedly on the top white paper.
But Mei Xianzhang has stopped writing now. She can't concentrate at all because there is an old guy wearing a monk's robe and a Buddhist hat who keeps wandering outside her fenced yard.
Mei Xianzhang bit the end of the pen in his mouth, his eyes moving left and right following the old guy outside.
After looking at it for a long time, Mei Xianzhang put the brush on the inkstone and shouted outside the fenced yard: "Old man, come in and drink water."
When Li Laodao heard Mei Xianzhang's voice, he immediately stopped and turned to look into the yard. When he saw Mei Xianzhang, he immediately smiled and said, "No, I'm not thirsty."
"Oh." Mei Xianzhang nodded, then pointed at Cunxi and said, "Then if you don't come in, can you just hang around over there? You're wandering around outside and disturbing my calligraphy practice."
"Oh." Li Laodao laughed when he heard this: "You are a little girl and you still practice calligraphy? Why do you still want to take the top prize?"
Mei Xianzhang did not answer. Taking the imperial examination was the legacy of his father Mei Qing, and it was also a little secret in her heart. How could she tell a stranger casually?
"This has nothing to do with you." Mei Xianzhang said: "If you come in, there is a place for you to sit here, but you just don't wander around outside my yard, okay?"
Li Laodao chuckled, waving the whisk in his hand and jumping twice on the spot, "I'm going to go here, the feng shui is good here, hehe."
Mei Xianzhang stared at Old Li who was laughing and dancing outside. Her face was expressionless, but her cold eyes showed that she was very unhappy now.
After sitting there and thinking for a while, Mei Xianzhang still couldn't bear the anger. She stood up from the bench, then bent down and picked up a prismatic stone from the ground without leaving a trace, which was as big as half an adult's palm, and grabbed it with her right hand. Carrying the stone behind his back, he quickly walked out of the yard.
Mei Xianzhang stared at Laodao Li, while slowly turning his steps towards Laodao Li, and soon walked around behind Laodao Li.
But just when Mei Xianzhang raised the stone and was about to throw it at Li Laodao's back, Li Laodao suddenly turned around and said, "Haha, I caught you! You want to hit me with a stone!"
Mei Xianzhang was startled by Li Laodao who suddenly turned around, but she reacted immediately. When Li Laodao opened his mouth to speak, a stone hit Li Laodao's face.
There was only a "bang" sound, and Li Laodao staggered back. His face was not seriously injured, but Li Laodao still covered his nose and rubbed it. Then he looked at Mei Xianzhang and said, "Baby is so young and doesn't do martial arts." Virtue, will you still have it when you grow up in the future?"
"I'll beat you to death when you grow up," Mei Xianzhang said.
Li Laodao shook his head, and then said to Mei Xianzhang: "Actually, I came to see your master."
"Dad is not at home." Mei Xianzhang said coldly.
Li Laodao continued to shake his head and said: "No, no, no, I'm not looking for your father, I'm looking for your master..."
As he spoke, Li Laodao specifically pointed to the third prince nesting in the wooden shed in the yard and said, "He is the owner of this horse."
Mei Xianzhang said: "That's my father."
"..." Li Laodao's eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on his face, "No way? This kid... Is Mei Qing just a cover? Are you that kid's daughter?"
As he said this, Li Laodao counted on his fingers. If this was really the case, it would be huge news.
But after calculating with his fingers, Li Laodao was immediately disappointed, "Ah...it turns out he just calls Master as dad..."
"Your master...well, where has your father gone?" Li Laodao asked.
Mei Xianzhang shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I won't tell you. You can leave." After saying that, Mei Xianzhang raised the stone in his hand again.
"Okay, okay." Li Laodao said quickly: "Don't fight, don't fight, I'll just leave. Hey, these kids nowadays really don't respect the elderly more and more."
Shaking his head and saying that, Li Laodao turned around and left the fence courtyard and walked towards the outside of Luer Village.
As he walked, Li Laodao continued to calculate Fang Jian's whereabouts, but the more he calculated, the more confused he became, "It's strange, this guy is just a Taiyi Xuanxian, why can't I calculate his whereabouts? Who gave him Covering up the secret?"
Seeing Li Laodao walking further and further away, and finally disappearing completely, Mei Xianzhang threw away the stone and returned to the courtyard to sit down and practice calligraphy again.
Mei Xianzhang knew where Fang Jian had gone. Fang Jian went to refine the magic weapon for her. She said she wanted a weapon a few days ago, so Fang Jian went out to find materials for her to refine the magic weapon yesterday.
Although I don’t know what the magic weapon is, it should be a very powerful weapon. If I have a very powerful weapon, I can directly grab the Kuixing Inkstone.
Therefore, Mei Xianzhang was looking forward to the magic weapon that Fang Jian refined for him.
"It's useless to worry or think about it. You'll know when dad gets it back. The most important thing now is to practice calligraphy." Mei Xianzhang muttered, got up and ran to the kitchen to grab a ladle of cold water and wash his face, then sat back at the table. I suppressed the anxious emotions in my heart, picked up the brush and began to calm down and practice calligraphy.
...
Light the incense in the south of the mountain and ring the green lake.
Thunder struck down from the sky one after another, and the "rumbling" sound of thunder resounded throughout Dianxiang Mountain.
Fang Jian sat cross-legged on a green cloud, which was floating ten feet high in the center of Mingcui Lake. In front of Fang Jian, there was a real fire burning fiercely, and there was a silver-white light and shadow in the center of the real fire. In the shaping of Fang Jian's magic power, it is constantly taking shape in the burning of real fire.
Fang Jian's right hand formed a magic formula to continuously control the real fire and the treasures in the real fire, while in his left hand he held a jade slip. On the outside of the jade slip, there were six immortal seal characters: "General Guide to Refining Weapons" .”
Fang Jian carefully compared the refining methods in the jade slips to control the real fire and shape the shape of the magic weapon to be refined.
Watching the shape of the magic weapon in the real fire gradually take shape, and there is a faint power emanating from the real fire.
But just when the magic weapon was about to take shape, the real fire suddenly flickered, and then the magic weapon embryo inside the real fire suddenly exploded with a "boom" without warning.
The power caused by the explosion spread out instantly, and the entire Mingcui Lake was instantly evaporated into a white mist. The mountains and forests around Mingcui Lake were directly ignited by the energy of the explosion, and the mountain fire spread rapidly.
Fang Jian was not hurt, but he looked at the mountain fires spreading around him and immediately used his magic power to suppress it. In an instant, the fire all over the mountain was extinguished, and even the smoke was extinguished by Fang Jian's magic power.
'Snapped'
A red carp weighing five or six kilograms fell into Fang Jian's arms. Fang Jian was speechless for a moment, but when he was about to pick up the red carp and release it, he realized that the carp was a green carp. The reason why it was red was because it was a green carp. Already cooked.
"..."
Fang Jian thought for a moment, then raised his hand to create a piece of oil paper, wrapped the red carp and put it into the cloud pattern Qingfeng sleeve bag, and took it back to Zhang'er to eat.
There is no doubt that Fang Jian failed to refine the weapon this time. He wanted to refine a true immortal level magic weapon for Mei Xianzhang, but he has never learned to refine the weapon. If it is to refine a magic weapon below the true immortal level, then for Mei Xianzhang, For a Taiyi Xuanxian, he only has one
Regarding tea, if you want to refine magic weapons above the True Immortal Realm, you need professional refining skills.
Fang Jian had never learned how to make weapons, so he had no choice but to go to heaven and borrow a book called "Introduction to Weapon Refining" and practice while he wanted to learn.
But he didn't expect that he would continue to fail in refining weapons according to the "General Guide to Refining Weapons". He had failed three times in a row in the past two days, and the treasure materials in his hand had also been consumed a lot, which made him feel quite distressed.
"It shouldn't be?" Fang Jianzi carefully read the "General Guide to Refining Weapons", "I followed it and controlled the heat and materials exactly. Why did it still fail?"
Fang Jian frowned and turned the jade slip in his hand over and over again. Finally, when he saw it for the thirtieth time, he discovered that there seemed to be a line of small words at the end of the jade slip. , No, saying 'small' is an insult to the word, because according to the expression on earth, the words are almost as small as the 'molecule' level, and it takes one's magic power to be focused on the eyes to see clearly.
Because Fang Jian had just looked very carefully, mana subconsciously flowed into his eyes, and then he discovered this line of writing.
Fang Jian immediately looked at this line of small characters and saw it read: "From getting started to exploding the furnace, Taishang Laojun teaches you how to waste precious materials."
"Fuck!" Fang Jian yelled, and a burst of real fire burst out from his hand, instantly burning the "Introduction to Weapon Refining" to ashes.
Just when Fang Jian was livid with anger from Taishang Laojun, a spiritual light flew from the Dianxiangshan Mountain Temple to the sky above Mingcui Lake.
Then, a tall Yang Shen realm man wearing a sixth-grade immortal official robe, a feather crown, and a curly beard and beard appeared from the aura.
This person was Hu Meng, the God of Dianxiang Mountain. I saw Hu Meng stepping on the breeze, looking down at the Mingcui Lake below and saying, "Where is this fellow Taoist who is frying fish here?"
When Fang Jian heard this, he immediately felt like adding fuel to the fire, and his anger went straight to Tianling Gai. His eyes turned cold, and he raised his head to stare at Hu Meng.
Hu Meng felt enveloped by a cold air, his heart felt hairy, and his Taoist heart was beating loudly.
This is not a good sign. This person must be an unusual monk, Hu Meng thought in his mind, and stopped putting on airs, and quickly rode the breeze towards Fang Jian.
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It's too hot during the day, and I feel stupid all over. Only at night can I code quietly... But I'm going to sleep, good night, readers.
