The business idea of "Orchid's Secret" died in the womb very quickly. Yes, it died before it had time to become a fetus, just as an egg. Because Wang Qing felt that if he really did it, he would not be punished by the law, but the silk Tianluo hand that had been hidden in the spiritual world for decades - arranged in eighteen patterns and fed with twenty four kinds of poisonous insects. He was hung up for forty-nine days, burned with fire and thundered for eighty-one days, and finally the spirit was imprisoned until his soul was gone.
During this period, you may also suffer other inhuman insults.
Wang Qing feels that he must always remind himself that this is a world of immortality where killing people does not require disposing of corpses.
Be careful, be careful.
After unexpectedly making a fortune, Wang Qing did not stay with Zhou Jin for long. Instead, he went to the Foreign Affairs Palace to quickly buy the needed materials. In case of shortage, he was afraid that he would have to save money to buy them again. All the realms of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have been destroyed by the magic god Thunderbolt.
A piece of Yuan Magnetic Steel, a Double Heart Moon Stone, a piece of Earthly Evil Yin Qi, and finally a small piece of Cold Iron Elite.
There are also some bits and pieces of auxiliary materials. Adding one piece, the total contribution is 279 points. It can be regarded as a one-time expenditure of 7,788 on Wang Qing’s hard-earned contribution. In addition to the reward left to the weapon refiner elder , I only have one and a half bottles of Nine Yuan Qi Gathering Pills left on my hands, and one bottle of Foundation Establishing Qi Pills that I can’t use. These are common products distributed by the sect and are not worth much.
"I am poor and I am proud. I am poor and I am proud. I am a member of the people. The poorer I am, the louder I am." Wang Qing murmured a few words to comfort himself, amusing Senior Brother Li who was working as a study student in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Senior Brother Li is a second-generation disciple and will soon be promoted to the first-generation disciple. Unfortunately, there is little hope of forming pills. He also knows himself and has given up on making breakthroughs in the sect. Now he will save as much contribution as possible to the sect and exchange for some elixirs and magic weapons. With the magic of divine passage, if you go down the mountain to the fairy city realm in advance, you may not be unable to get the opportunity to open a new path.
"Junior brother Wang has a good way of gathering wealth. Even your senior brothers and sisters in the past may not be able to spend such a large amount of money."
Wang Qing lamented: "Senior Brother Li, you don't know that for this idea, I, Junior Brother, I...Oh, don't mention the past anymore, life has been full of storms."
Senior Brother Li is very curious, but he still has some taboos about working and studying in the House of Internal Affairs, so he can't say much. So when I saw this junior fellow student who was very generous and staggering out, I couldn't help but wonder what unspeakable painful past he had experienced. Could it be...
Oh~
Wang Qing subconsciously didn't want to stand out, so he didn't make up the story. Fortunately, Senior Brother Li didn't ask, otherwise his improvisation skills would have been tested.
After obtaining the materials in exchange, he did not go back to the Jingshe, but went directly to Jiuyuan Mansion. The teacher of Jiuyuan Mansion's weapon refining class, whose surname is Mo, has the same pronunciation as Mo Changchun but has a completely different personality. He is taciturn and dull. According to Chen Feng, he talks very little in class on weekdays. He teaches his disciples most of the time in a single tone. It's a big black stick, I don't know what it's made of, but if I get hit with it, it only hurts but doesn't hurt.
But, it was really painful. When Chen Feng said it, in order to describe the pain, he almost mobilized all nine holes in his body. It was called a distortion.
Wang Qing has asked Elder Mo before, and Elder Mo readily agreed. He always takes a high look at disciples who are willing to buy materials and hire people to refine weapons, because the core of his weapon refining ideas is that one person can use each weapon. Every magic weapon must be purchased from a person, and buying it off-the-shelf is very tasteless, and it also delays his ability to make contributions.
Low-grade magic weapon, twenty points each.
This time Wang Qing planned to refine two pieces. After various roundabout bargaining, he had to pay a total of thirty points. He still has thirty-seven points in hand. After paying this amount, he will officially return to the poor class and return to the poor class. Go among the people.
…
Mo Changchun was quite surprised to see Wang Qing coming to him. Could it be that he was here to settle scores?
"come in."
Life is boring, who would refuse a little change?
Unexpectedly, when Wang Qing came in, he saw, oh, that smile is like morning rain and dew, like the warm sun on a snowy day, like the lights on a cold night, it makes one feel comfortable and happy.
"Disciple pays homage to Deacon Mo."
"...is something wrong?"
Wang Qing's expression showed just a hint of nervousness: "Disciple, I don't know if I am being presumptuous, but this matter is of great importance, but I dare not not report it. If you are worried about it, please ask the deacon to remember me sincerely and pay more attention." Forgive me."
Well, I didn’t say anything. I avoided trouble first and later, very much like I did when I was young - Mo Changchun’s brows twitched slightly.
"you say."
Wang Qing then told the disciple's abnormality. Before he went to the Internal Affairs Hall to buy materials, he made a special trip to the Dharma Teaching Hall and found out that the disciple's name was Zhang Qiang. It was really ordinary, but if If you have a ghost in your heart, it is normal to choose an ordinary name.
"Not long after I went up the mountain, I didn't know if the sect had any rivals, so I came to report to the deacon without getting any evidence."
Mo Changchun frowned for a while, and suddenly remembered something. A few months ago, Sun Changkong led people down the mountain, and encountered a brat from the Earth Demon Sect three hundred miles away from the sect. He was the one who scared away when he was patrolling the mountain. In the end, it was Zhe He killed a sixth-generation disciple and injured several others.
Speaking of which, in the team last time, there were not only three sixth-generation disciples and two of the foundation builders, but also Chen Feng, the seventh-generation senior brother... The reward for killing the genius disciples of Siming Mountain in the Earth Demon Sect The golden order has not been withdrawn for many years.
Could it be...
"Okay, I will go and find out. No matter what, if you have this heart, you should be rewarded."
I'm coming!
Although Mo Changchun has dog coins, he doesn't seem stingy, otherwise Wang Qing wouldn't come to him.
"The sect is my family, it's up to everyone to take care of me!"
"..." Mo Changchun felt speechless when facing Wang Qing, who was so righteous and awe-inspiring: "After you broke through, it seems that you still don't have a magic weapon in your hand?"
"Uh, yes."
"That--"
"Deacon Rongzhen." Wang Qing said quickly. It takes effort to refine the magic weapon. He had no intention of wasting his energy on rubbish low-grade magic weapons: "The disciple has bought all the materials and is ready to invite Elder Qi Kemo. Help me make a suitable one, so...hehe."
Mo Changchun was not surprised. Although raising silkworms affects foundation building skills, it is definitely a good job. Junior Sister Ming is a loose person, but Wang Qing has a long mouth and a tongue three feet long. If he can save a little contribution, and Not surprisingly.
"In that case, then - well, what magic weapon are you going to refine?"
Wang Qing's heart moved, and he quickly decided to tell the truth frankly: "This disciple plans to refine two sets of needles."
"Needle?"
"yes."
Wang Qing explained his plan, how to refine it, what it would be like, how he planned to use it, etc., without hiding much.
This was the inspiration he got from the legendary stories he had read in his previous life. With his weak magic power and unexpectedly strong spirit, Yuzhen was indeed the best choice. Moreover, he did not plan to confront people head-on often. , the main thing is to assist the protagonist in fighting and cooperating. From time to time, he will sneak up and give people a shot, which is very enjoyable.
Mo Changchun was stunned. After a long time, he looked at Wang Qing with complicated emotions and said: "Old Mo takes you 30 points, and I really have to pay it to my grandma's family. That's all, I'll take you to find the master of the Weaponry Hall. Let's On the mountain, the magic weapon he refined is just okay, but your weird Qiankun, what is the Qiankun? Anyway, Lao Mo probably can't refine it."
Wang Qing was so happy that he completely forgot about Elder Mo and bowed profusely: "Thank you so much, Deacon Mo!"
