Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 811 Bash
Looking at Aunt Mo's expression, it seems that she is unwilling to teach others

An Qingli lowered her head, kicked her feet on the ground, and said distressedly: "Actually, I don't want to learn too much. If it wasn't for paying off the debt early, who would want to sweat profusely by the furnace, from fair and beautiful to ugly and dark."

When Aunt Mo heard the words, she sneered, grabbed An Qingli's arm, and immediately gave An Qingli a name that suited the occasion: "Okay, sledgehammer, hold the iron egg, and my aunt will teach you."

An Qingli was pulled to the fire.

The temperature of the fire is extremely high, even one meter away from the fire, it feels hot.

An Qingli's snow-white face was flushed red and hot.

Little Pegasus complained, this is really not what little fairies should do.

Aunt Mo took out another big hammer. The big hammer was still rusted, obviously it hadn't been used for a long time.

"Look, you can strike as I hammer." Aunt Mo squinted at An Qingli, who had creamy skin, and said with a sneer, "If you can't forge a decent sword embryo in three days, stand at the In front of the store, use your face to solicit business!"

An Qingli raised the unpretentious Wanjun hammer and said "yes" straightforwardly.

The "ding bang" sound began again in the blacksmith shop.

Aunt Mo was used to lifting the Wanjun Hammer, which was as heavy as a mountain, and when she replaced it with other hammers, it was more than a little bit easier.

Two pieces of the same size, freshly smelted red iron juice were poured onto a special chopping board.

"Bang bang bang!"

Aunt Mo raised the hammer and smashed it violently, as fast as pounding rice with wood.

"Bang bang bang!"

An Qingli heard the sound, and then slammed it violently.

The speed is also extremely fast.

And if you listen carefully, you will find that An Qingli's "Kang Bang Bang" sound, each pitch is almost the same as Aunt Mo's pitch.

An old man and a young man were beside the stove, and the blow was so hot that their arms were turned into afterimages.

Aunt Mo frowned and said "Hey", she turned her face and asked An Qingli, "Have you practiced?"

An Qingli shook her head: "It's true that I haven't practiced before. But you live next door, Madam, I have heard of it."

"Have you heard?"

Aunt Mo thought about it for a while, even if An Qingli had heard of it, she had only heard of it for less than two years.

And what I heard was still the boring hammering sound that was so slow that it made people yawn again and again.

In such a short period of time, with such a slow pace, An Qingli could strike the hammer together at this moment.

Aunt Mo squinted her old eyes, and quietly released the consciousness of Da Luojin Wonderland, and checked An Qingli, who was working hard, inside and out.

She is indeed a little girl in the middle stage of Earth Immortal.

"It's not easy!"

Aunt Mo's heart was shocked, but the speed of the falling hammer increased by three points. Is it really a genius from the lower world who has ascended to the sky? !

After the speed of the falling hammer increased, An Qingli didn't dare to be distracted at all, and focused on following.

Sparks splashed everywhere.

Aunt Mo suddenly asked loudly: "What kind of skills did you have before!"

An Qingli knew that she couldn't be fooled, so she replied in the sound of "Kang Bang Bang" hammering: "I know how to make alchemy!"

The sound of falling hammers, like drums, became more and more urgent.

"Alchemy? No wonder, it's all about eating furnace ashes and dealing with fire!" Aunt Mo dropped the hammer faster and faster, veins burst out on the back of her hand, and then she recalled something, and said angrily, "How dare you lie to me! What did you do before?" He also said that your alchemy skills are very poor!"

"It's bad!" An Qingli raised his hammer like flying, and said loudly in a hasty "ding bang", "I arrived at the immortal grade in the lower realm, and since I came up, I haven't continued!"

"boom!"

Aunt Mo's heart trembled violently, she lost control of the strength in her hand, and directly hammered down, breaking the thick chopping board made of fine iron underneath into two halves.

A burst of great power exploded from the cracked chopping board.

An Qingli hurriedly raised the hammer to protect her body, frantically blocking the powerful impact.

Aunt Mo stood still, crossed her hips, looked at An Qingli in disbelief, and reprimanded in a trembling voice: "You stupid thing! You have that talent for alchemy, and you still follow me to do nothing, you are so stupid!"

An Qingli, who is a Dharma and Sword Cultivator, had no choice but to explain: "It's not that I'm not doing my job properly, I'm..."

"Shut up, let me scold!" Aunt Mo closed the shop door again, raised the restraint again, put her finger on Qingli's forehead, and cursed, "You are a talented alchemist, just work hard on alchemy! An elixir of the sixth and seventh grades can be bought by the whole street, let alone this little thing owed to my mother!"

Furious, Aunt Mo said in a rough voice: "Stop refining weapons, and pay off debts by refining alchemy!"

An Qingli looked puzzled: "There is no pill formula, no master, so there is no progress."

"No prescription, no master, find it yourself!" Aunt Mo paced around the room with a frantic expression on her face, she was more worried than An Qingli, the righteous master. "Aren't you quite capable? Even such a trivial matter is difficult for you? If you don't have a prescription, go buy it, and if you don't have a master, go find it. The solution is always more difficult than the difficulty. Why waste it in my blacksmith shop!"

An Qingli carried the hammer, looked up at Aunt Mo in front of her, and suddenly said with a smile in her eyes: "The master I want to find is right in front of me."

Aunt Mo was startled again, took half a step back, and said uncertainly, "Me?"

An Qingli nodded quickly: "It's you."

"What is your background?" Aunt Mo was all on guard, and looked at the young An Qingli carefully, looking at her as if she was a possible enemy.

"Ms. Mo, don't misunderstand." An Qingli immediately explained again, "I was attracted by your seemingly invisible Dao rhyme when hammering iron, so I wanted to visit for a while. But when I was choosing the fairy artifact, something went wrong again. , so I simply, willingly work as a handyman with you."

"Willingly?" Aunt Mo raised her voice to question.

An Qingli said with a sneer: "It's true willingness, and it also means following the trend."

"Dare to love my old lady, but you have been tricked by this little girl!"

Aunt Mo grabbed a handful of gray hair, full of rage, walked around the room, put her fingers on the green fence, and said in a rough voice: "Didn't you say that you have touched such a trace of Dao rhyme when you practice alchemy... Then you practice alchemy, now Just practice, I want to see, you little girl, what you say is true or not!"

An Qingli said with a serious face: "If I can make an elixir, can I learn how to make weapons from my aunt?"

"What are you studying?" Aunt Mo said with a weeping expression on her face, "Follow me and learn more about Dao Yun, then hurry up and go to alchemy. The old lady is still looking forward to asking you for alchemy in the future."

"Why do you need to say the word beg?" An Qingli thought to herself, "Mother, you are modest, you have stripped the skin of the immortal weapon master, and you are still a Da Luo Jinxian."

But don't tell the truth, An Qingli bowed to Aunt Mo, and said seriously: "Then I will make alchemy first, and I will ask you to take care of me from now on."

As soon as the words fell, a bottle of phoenix-carved growth-type immortal pill furnace landed firmly in the middle of the blacksmith's shop.

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