This sound was like wooden beads mixed with steel balls, which aroused everyone who was addicted to gossip and woke up in an instant.
Especially those who talked the most indulgently, they didn't know whether it was true or not, they hurriedly coughed, and then pretended to work seriously. It seemed that they were not the ones who had excited the crowd just now and wanted to cheer when they reached the climax.
"Ahem..." It is true that they were too forgetful in their words, and even named them by name, forgetting for a moment that those in high positions are the most proud. One of them, in particular, is so narrow-minded that he can't even insert a needle into them. If it reaches their ears, there will definitely be no good fruit.
They were so excited when they talked that they forgot for a moment that no one here knew if there were any of those people working under them. If you meet someone with a bad heart and are treated as a meritorious deed, then you will die unjustly.
No one wants to be the first person. After all, it's just something people at the bottom talk about in a boring way, so there's no need to burden yourself with it.
And some people secretly glanced at the person who made that sound, exchanging glances with each other, with a certain emotion floating in their eyes, which was even more excited than before.
Ning Xia didn't seem to notice those people who were secretly observing her. She took out the basically formed spiritual weapon from the slot, put it aside to cool down, and squatted down to carefully observe the lines of the thing.
It took many days to finally suppress this thing. She did it all by herself. Even the patterns were designed and arranged by her after hard thinking. It can be regarded as her debut work. This is really not an easy thing for handicapped people.
Before she finished it, she was worried that she'd screwed it up. After all, plans cannot keep up with changes, and there is always a gap between ideal things and actual operations. Facts have proved that her careful operation was somewhat effective, and she was also lucky. She actually produced a good finished product, which was beyond her surprise.
This newly "baked" scabbard still needs to be coated with a special layer of glaze and fired with spiritual fire to be completely finished.
However, as for the glaze, Ningxia has not yet prepared it, and there is still a long process to complete. She found out this kind of glaze from the notes at the back of the general outline of the formation. It was interesting and practical, and it was also a secret technique that was rarely used in Ningxia nowadays.
It’s funny to say that after receiving this inheritance, she learned less than ten formations and mastered only three or four. The others either failed again and again, or she couldn’t make a move at all. These are the top The formation at the grassroots level is really a bit frustrated. However, I found a lot of interesting little secrets and anecdotes in the thick stack of notes at the back.
Therefore, Ningxia will definitely not be able to complete the last step of the scabbard today. Will have to come again in the future.
Ningxia felt quite happy when she saw the scabbard showing a beautiful gradient color under natural light after cooling. Handicap Party is lucky enough to have this effect, and to create such a super-level thing, please allow her to expand a little.
The blue-gold scabbard showed several different lusters under natural light, and the transition was very natural. When you shook your head slightly, you found that it had turned into another color.
"Little friend, your scabbard is so beautiful. Those fairies will definitely like it when they see it." The person next to him was also one of the people listening to the gossip. When he came to his senses, he saw Ningxia's scabbard cooling on the stage. , couldn’t help but admire.
He had never seen such a scabbard before, and thought it was very beautiful. He was a handyman who accepted the task to help Duobao Pavilion forge fine iron. He actually didn't know much about materials and spiritual weapons, but he didn't have any eyesight to see that the scabbard was really beautifully made and the material was not. What ordinary refined iron.
He didn't think much about it, thinking that Ning Xia was the new apprentice of Duobao Pavilion, so he started talking to her.
"Duobao Pavilion is really full of talents. If you, a fellow Taoist, can make such a finished product at such a young age, you will definitely have a bright future."
"Thank you for the compliment." Ning Xia stood up and smiled at him, knowing that this person had misunderstood: "But I am not a disciple of Duobao Pavilion. I made this scabbard for myself, and the technique is quite rough. Very impressive."
Hearing this, the man was surprised and said: "I'm sorry, I bumped into you hard. I thought that fellow Taoist was a disciple who studied under Duobao Pavilion. How can you say that fellow Taoist's technique is rough? I admire you very much."
Ning Xia could tell that this person was expressing his appreciation purely and openly, without any intention of prying. She was always happy to accept this kind of kindness.
"Haha, I really like this scabbard too. I got it by accident. I don't have any skills, so don't praise me..."
…
Ningxia chatted with the other person for a few times, and found that this guy was not very good at cultivation, but he had a really good temperament and he could talk. He made her feel close to him with just a few words.
Seeing that the scabbard was almost cold, it was almost time, and it was time for Ningxia to leave.
She simply packed her things, put the newly cooled scabbard into a sealed box and stuffed it into a storage bag. Then she said goodbye to the friend who had been chatting with her for a long time: "Then I'll leave first. Very soon. it's happy to meet you."
"I haven't asked my Taoist fellow yet what his name is?" The man touched his head sheepishly, looking a little honest: "I am Zhu Zhaofeng, a handyman disciple of Yunguang Peak."
"Ning Xia, an inner disciple of Baiji Peak."
What?
Zhu Zhaofeng's mind was stuck and he became confused for a moment. Inner sect...disciple?
When he woke up, the person was gone. There was a lot of discussion in the huge weapon refining field, everyone was talking about what happened just now, and many people pointed at him.
Only then did he realize that he was not dreaming. He really met an inner disciple and talked to her for a long time.
Oh my god? ! What did he just do? And he said such rude words. Really...
Someone tapped him on the shoulder, and it turned out that it was the cousin who was boasting just now.
"Brother, you were so brave just now. You even took the initiative to strike up a conversation. We have been here so many times and we haven't been able to strike up a conversation with this person, but you did it in a daze. I'm so proud of you."
"But, but isn't this the outer refining field? Why don't the inner disciples practice in the inner chambers? The outer field is here and here..."
The other party shrugged: "I heard from the disciple at the front desk that it seems to be too expensive or something...how is that possible?"
"I finally know what my name is. It seems that no fairy has this name... Could it be that he was recently promoted?"
Zhu Zhaofeng's eyes widened in confusion as if he had thought of something: "Is it possible?"
"...That one is at least in the early stage of foundation building or above. We don't know the details. When she first came, we were still guessing whose disciple she was or which fairy she was? Unexpectedly, she was neither. But. The inner disciples are already people we can’t come into contact with on a daily basis.”
"Brother, it's good to have another chance to make friends. Let's see if we can find a way out. It's really hard to be a handyman."
"well……"
