If it were an ordinary customer, he would probably turn around and leave when he enters the store.
Ling Muyun first learned from the shopkeeper that the potter had a weird personality. He became interested but had no intention of leaving: "Then how can you make one for me?"
"I'm in a bad mood today, so I won't do it!"
"What about tomorrow?"
"If the weather is bad tomorrow, I won't do it."
Ling Muyun didn't know how to deal with the potter's stubbornness.
Just take a look at the interior layout here.
Simple furnishings, no decoration, only trivial patterns on the ceiling.
Ling Muyun pursed his lips and smiled.
He sat down on the small bench and stared at the potter with interest.
The potter felt uncomfortable being looked at, so he turned sideways, but was staring at him, feeling on pins and needles: "You little kid, just sitting in the shop, do you think I will make it for you?"
"Potter, when you see the military advisor of Great Qin protecting the country, you are still not polite!"
Ling Muyun slapped the shelf, and the porcelain clinked.
"I don't know what you are talking about about Great Qin and Great Zhao, let alone any side business." The potter said, but turned around with sharp eyes.
"Master Yao gave me the position of military advisor to protect the country of Great Qin, but I am so neglected by you! Do you know your guilt?"
Ling Muyun's eyes were equally sharp.
The potter stood up hesitantly, still speaking stubbornly, but his voice was much softer: "Young master, if you want to buy porcelain, you can discuss it. Why should you accuse us unjustly?"
"My gold medal object has the same pattern as your ceiling. There is also a leaf missing on the right corner. You wouldn't say it's a coincidence, right?"
Ling Muyun narrowed his eyes and watched the potter's expression change several times in an instant, which confirmed what he was thinking.
It is common for countries to send detailed contacts to each other.
It is not unusual to meet people from the Later Qin Dynasty in Xinping.
"Old servant Potter, I have seen the military advisor."
The potter bowed his head and saluted.
Someone in contact had long ago reported that the military advisor protecting the country had come to Jin Dynasty, but his whereabouts were uncertain.
Seeing him overnight, he turned out to be so young.
The reason why he dared to identify Ling Muyun's exact identity was because the pattern on the ceiling was drawn by Yao Chang himself.
Except for people sent to other countries to ask for information, few people know it as a secret code.
"No need!" Ling Muyun helped the potter up with one hand, said a few words of sympathy for his hard work, and then turned to the main topic: "Make me a good porcelain, preferably a set of tea cups."
The potter was stunned for a moment, with hesitation on his face.
The military advisor came to Jin Dynasty and found him. Is it really because of a few pieces of broken porcelain?
"The military advisor has an order, and no potter dares to disobey it. But firing porcelain takes some time. I wonder if the military advisor can wait?"
"You can wait, why can't you? I'll be here in a few days." Ling Muyun was about to walk out of the store, then turned back and warned, "Make something different!"
The potter bowed his head again: "I dare not neglect the military advisor's orders. Three days ago, the master came and ordered a set of porcelain. The old servant was working on the glaze decoration. During this time, he had some ideas."
Yao Chang is in Dajin!
Ling Muyun was horrified.
If it was known to those who only saw military achievements, such as Long Kanghuan, wouldn't it be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?
"The military advisor doesn't know?"
"Why don't you know? I'm just worried about the safety of my lord. Aren't you going to Longhu Mountain to protect me?" Ling Muyun turned away to cover up his embarrassment.
"That's true. With the military advisor accompanying me, the old servant was overly worried." After saying that, he took the porcelain jar from the bottom of the shelf and smashed it on the spot.
Three or five gold-plated jade and orbs rolled out: "I don't know what the military advisor likes. I hope the military advisor will accept such vulgar things."
Ling Muyun was wondering what Yao Chang was doing in Longhu Mountain when he was attracted by the Runyu in front of him.
"According to Huan Wen, this thing can calm the mind and avoid evil, so it should be of some use to military advisors."
"Don't burden me with anything. I will accept the moist jade for now. Other gold and jade are of no benefit to me."
When they met for the first time, Ling Muyun deliberately refused to accept the gift from the potter. He only took the Runyu and tied it around his waist: "I accept your gift, and I will express it myself."
Regardless of the potter's refusal, he handed him the exercises that Tong Dan had practiced, pretending to be profound: "I got this by chance, and it contains the essence. How much you can practice it depends on your understanding."
After Ling Muyun stepped out of the shop, the potter's face turned red.
He didn't know how to practice the practice method given to him by the military counselor: "Is it possible that he still needs to find a male prostitute? If the neighbors know about it, where will he put his face..."
Ling Muyun couldn't care less.
The exercises practiced by the Tong brothers are not simple. Otherwise, how could they have achieved the level of great masters?
Returned to the inn and took out Runyu.
His face turned the color of bitter melon.
"Is this really edible?"
I have heard of people who use pearls and jade to maintain their beauty, but I have never heard of people who are willing to use jade.
Jade Jade, in the final analysis, is a stone.
But the blue water droplets in his dantian seemed to be seeing the underworld fruit, urging him to swallow it as soon as possible.
"No need to grind it?"
Ling Muyun licked the moist jade, it was cool and had no other taste.
"I'm a little full today, let's eat again tomorrow."
At this point, the blue water droplets trembled humanely, and the thunder buzzed.
"do not care!"
Feeling the movement of the water droplets, Ling Muyun gritted his teeth and put the runyu into his mouth to chew.
With a clicking sound between the teeth, it was like swallowing a jujube, and he drank the tea and swallowed it.
"It tastes like chewing gum, but the underworld fruit is more delicious."
While he was sighing, the coolness of Runyu penetrated straight into his heart, and then exuded an extreme coldness.
"not good!"
Ling Muyun hurriedly sat cross-legged, mobilizing the energy in his body to resist the cold air.
And the entire Xinping Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was also shaking at the same time.
Dragging her spear and holding her belly, Yue Ji looked up.
"Who made such a big fuss? Are you going to open the Heavenly Gate? Have you collected all the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi?"
dripping with blood, Yue Ji staggered and fled towards the city.
Ling Muyun, who was stirring up a whole world, didn't know anything about it.
I just feel that the energy between heaven and earth is rushing in like an empowerment.
Fortunately, due to physical reasons, there is no need to deliberately concentrate, otherwise, this energy would probably have shattered the meridians when it came down.
"boom!"
A muffled sound exploded in Ling Muyun's dantian.
The water droplets from the Invisible Spring dispersed a dense aura downwards, and it took three hours to stop.
Looking inside, the water droplets have long disappeared, but underneath, a real spring has formed.
The black energy is lingering, with the energy of the underworld, and the green energy is the pureness of moistening jade. Under the bombardment of thunder, they slowly merge together.
The water in the spring is white and translucent, without a trace of ripples.
"I don't know what this thing is. It has no harm but no benefit at all."
Ling Muyun frowned.
Fortunately, Youbai said that the things in Dantian are good for him.
But the word "ye" is worth pondering.
"Huh? Any cultivators were injured?"
While he was thinking to himself, a strong smell of blood floated in the air.
Or in another person's nose, inaudible.
But under Lao Liu's guidance, Ling Muyun's sense of smell had already become extremely sensitive.
"Rose?"
Rose likes to wear rose purses, which taste elegant and fragrant.
After twitching his nose twice, Ling Muyun put the package on his back, picked up the ink blade, and jumped away in the direction of the smell.
"Can't help but take action?"
