Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 809

An Qingli was stunned on the spot, with her palm facing up and a big hammer lying on it.

The big hammer was so powerful that half of An Qingli's body was still numb, and the rejuvenation formula was running rapidly in her body.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

If An Qingli remembered correctly, Mrs. Mo was holding this big hammer just now, "ding gong" to forge those red iron blocks.

That's the guy Mrs. Mo eats!
But the guy who was eating, now betrayed his master and came to An Qingli's hands.

commit a sin!

Aunt Mo, who has always been indifferent to people's answers, instantly turned red in her eyes.

Heartless Hammer!

Hateful stinky girl!

"Uh……"

An Qingli held the hammer and looked around again.

The embarrassment was more than that, the mess all over the room, as well as the damaged fairy artifacts, according to the rules, had to be borne by An Qingli.

But today's An Qingli can't compare to the time in the Lower Realm. The property only has a [-]-mu medicine garden, which can earn some fairy crystals every year. However, the number of those fairy plants is large, but the grade is not high, and the fairy crystals earned are limited.

Originally, he intended to take care of the business of the aunt next door, but unexpectedly, things backfired, and he carried a huge debt on his back.

"How are you going to pay?" Aunt Mo rolled up her sleeves, clenched her fists on her hips, and got out like a golden bell.

Others couldn't see it, but An Qingli knew that the aunt in front of her was a genuine Daluojin fairyland.

An Qingli made a mistake again.

Holding the hammer back half a step, An Qingli said with a sneer: "Don't be impatient, ma'am, you can pay whatever you can."

When Aunt Mo saw that An Qingli was still holding the hammer tightly, she couldn't help burning with anger and jealousy, she sank into her dantian, and yelled: "Hammer——return—come!"

An Qingli seemed to be deaf in her ears, but luckily there was Xiao Jintan.

The shop was already in a mess, but because of Aunt Mo's lion's roar, it became even worse.

Amidst the loud roar, An Qingli couldn't help but backed up a few feet, and hit the ground with a hammer, only then was she able to stabilize her figure.

Aunt Mo's eyes were even redder. That unconscionable hammer was still in An Qingli's hands.

But once the celestial artifact is made, it does not belong to the craftsman, but to the person it should be destined for.

This hammer is also from her handwriting.

And accompanied her for six thousand years.

Although my hands were itchy in the middle, I tried to remake it, but it failed the first time, so I never tried it a second time.

Immortal artifacts have spirits, and this hammer has extremely high spirituality.

But now this hammer has chosen newcomers and forgotten the old ones, it's so heartless!

Moreover, this seemingly ordinary big hammer also incorporates a piece of unknown bright gray material, which was brought out by her from a secret place to reach the current grade.

Aunt Mo couldn't help feeling sad when she thought about the six thousand years of company she had been with her, and her easy-to-eat meal.

At this time, the little ones really want to send a sentence: Aunt Mo, condolences.

But saying this is like adding fuel to the fire, so it's better not to say it.

An Qingli also saw Aunt Mo's resentment, and knew that the fairy weapon had spirits to choose its own owner, but in the end it was her An Qingli who won people's favor, and this big hammer was still someone's food, not for sale.

But then again, Big Iron Hammer has already taken the initiative to recognize An Qingli as the master, so he will no longer be driven by Aunt Mo.

Even if Aunt Mo forced her to go back, she only got a hammer with a changed heart, a pure blacksmithing tool.

Why bother.

"Look, how about this." An Qingli spoke out after deliberation, thankful that she was in the Qian Empire with strict laws, otherwise she was afraid of being yelled to pieces by the Da Luo Jinxian in front of her.

"What do you want?!" Aunt Mo put her hips on her hips, gritted her back molars bitterly, stared at the heart-breaking hammer, and stared at An Qingli.

The hammer, which was originally extremely heavy, became extremely light after recognizing its master.

An Qingli lifted the hammer easily, and tentatively discussed: "I will use the fairy crystal to pay off the debt, and at the same time, I will forge iron in your shop to pay off the debt, and strive to pay off the debt as soon as possible, is it okay?"

Aunt Mo covered her eyes in grief and wailed. What better solution is there now? It seems that there is no more.

She has to pay back her money as soon as possible, buy new materials, and forge new fairy weapons.

An Qingli, who owed a huge sum of money, was forced to sign an employment contract until all the [-] high-grade immortal crystals she owed were paid off.

An Qingli was dejected on the face, but joyful in her heart. Finally, she could observe the master's forging up close, and find the resonance in the Taoist rhyme.

The sledgehammer has been taken into the dantian by An Qingli for nourishment. The sledgehammer chooses the owner because it has the same material as the Haotian stone book.

They all have that kind of bright gray extraterrestrial god stone.

Haotian Shishu was half asleep and half awake, and yawned, the proprietress probably didn't know the goods, otherwise the three million high-grade fairy crystals would have been sold.

So this time the hammer chooses the master, it seems a bit unimaginable, but it happened suddenly, but there are causes and consequences behind it.

The enchantment of the blacksmith shop was finally removed.

It was still dusty inside.

Aunt Mo held up a big iron stick in her hand instead of a hammer, her eyes stared like copper bells.

An Qingli was wearing a handyman's uniform thrown over by Mrs. Mo, with a blue cloth wrapped around her head, and she was doing her job, bowing down to clean up the broken things.

"Miss, are you okay?!"

The old man selling inferior fairy talismans hurried in at the fairy talisman shop next door.

An Qingli turned her head in search of the sound and saw that they were really a family. She said that these two people lived close to each other for thousands of years, and the expressions they showed occasionally were very similar.

"What are you looking at?!" Aunt Mo yelled and cursed, waving a long iron stick thicker than her arm.

"Don't be angry, lady, you'll hurt your body." The little old man selling talismans hurried forward, stopped the tall and strong lady, squinted his small eyes and smiled, "Be careful, don't break her!" Otherwise, why would she still owe us the fairy crystal?"

An Qingli lowered her head, and silently cleaned up the mess on the ground.

Xiao Lingxi let out a "huh" and said: "Qingli, that little old man is indeed an Earth Immortal. The Earth Immortal and Da Luo Jinxian are far behind his wife. How could they come together?"

An Qingli didn't respond for the time being, and just concentrated on doing chores, so as not to be spotted by Da Luo Jinxian.

But the little tiger said wantonly in the mustard space: "Why not. Just like Uncle Li and the master, maybe one will be strong and the other will be weak in the end. After a long time, you will get used to it and you will be fine."

An Qingli lowered her eyes slightly, Shangshan's water spirit body, even in the upper realm, is one in a million, how can a little tiger say it so unbearably.

You don't need to rely on any chance, and you can ride the dust in cultivation.

The super-good water spirit body and extreme understanding are the greatest opportunities he has innate.

"However, the great Luo Jinxian lived in seclusion in this small blacksmith's shop?" Little Pegasus was puzzled again, "Accompanying my not-so-great husband for the last journey?"

"Probably not. The dignified Luo Jinxian wants to be famous and profitable, perhaps to avoid enemies." Xiao Jintan analyzed the scripts that An Qingli had read before, and pondered, "And I heard that these two people Not native."

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(End of this chapter)