Palm fairy garden

Chapter 2 Fire Cloud Square

Su Ming is only 16 years old, he doesn't want to die!
Take back your thoughts.

Su Ming's gaze fell on the black spirit mine the size of a fingernail on the desk.

He stretched out his hand and picked up this fingernail-sized spiritual ore. This spiritual ore is called iron essence, and it is a common material for refining first-order magic weapons.

This piece of iron essence, the size of a fingernail, only weighs one tael, and the price is about 100 broken spirits.

In the past two years, apart from the 10 spirit stones that Su Ming paid rent last year, most of the remaining 40 spirit stones were invested in the purchase of iron essence.

Including the spirit stones spent on renting the fire room, Su Ming has refined magic weapons 25 times in the past two years.

Unfortunately, it didn't work once.

After thinking for a while, Su Ming took out the iron essence from the package, counted out 50 broken spirits, and put the remaining broken spirits together with the two jade slips back into the dark compartment behind the bookshelf.

Afterwards, he found a small cloth bag in the room, packed 50 broken spirits and iron into it, and stuffed it into his bosom.

After making preparations, Su Ming finally took down a thick notebook from the bookshelf.

What is recorded in this notebook is all about Su Ming's experience in refining the magic weapon for two years.

Since spirit stones are limited and there is no one to teach them, Su Ming cherishes every opportunity to refine them.

In the past two years, every time he failed in refining the magic weapon, he would review all the problems encountered in the process of refining the weapon, and think of a clear solution, so that he would proceed to the next refining.

It was also because of this tenacious perseverance that Su Ming was able to overcome the three major difficulties of refinement, fusion, and shaping in the process of refining a first-order magic weapon in just two years.

The only thing standing in front of Su Ming now is the last difficulty, the moment of formation!

This is also the most difficult step among the four major steps of refining.

So far, Su Ming has failed thirteen times.

Although he would sum up the reasons for his failure every time, there was still no hope for him to succeed in refining the low-grade first-grade magic weapon, the Qingguang Sword.

Su Ming sat in front of the desk, carefully flipping through the notes he had written in Chinese.

This kind of writing is unique in this world, and I am not afraid of revealing anything.

After a long time, Su Ming closed his thick notes and sighed: "Although the Qingguang Sword only has four formations, I can only engrave two formations. It would be great if I could break through to the fourth level of Qi training.

If there is the assistance of spiritual consciousness, it must be much easier to refine the weapon. "

Shaking his head and throwing the unrealistic thoughts out of his mind, Su Ming's eyes became sharp.

"The last time to refine the weapon, no matter what, you have to fight!"

Su Ming thought to himself.

"Squeak!"

The door of the shop at T-19 opened.

Wearing a long silk gown, Su Ming, with a thin body and a slightly immature face, walked out of the gate.

"Hey, isn't this the little daughter-in-law of the Su family? What, she's confinement?"

As soon as he went out, a sneer rang in his ears.

Su Ming raised his head, and saw a middle-aged monk with a tall and thin figure and a narrow face, standing opposite Su's shop.

At the feet of the tall and thin monk, there was a basket of spiritual rice that looked like golden pearls. This is golden pearl rice, which is most suitable for monks in the Qi refining period.

The tall and thin monk, like the Su family's previous business, opened a grocery store that mainly sells spiritual rice.

In addition, the two shops are facing each other, and there are often disputes.

It's just that Su's father's cultivation base is at the seventh level of Qi training, which is two levels higher than the tall and thin monk in front of him. The disputes between the two sides mostly ended with the Su family taking advantage.

This also made the tall and thin monk hate the Su family father and son.

Who knew that Su Ming heard the sneer, he only looked up at Yang Laoliu, then lowered his head again, closed the door behind his back, and walked towards the street.

Seeing that Su Ming ignored him, Yang Laoliu felt an evil fire in his heart, and his words became more presumptuous: "Young girls of the Su family, you are really cruel. Your father died outside Qingshuifang City. Don't even give it to your father? Tsk tsk."

As he said that, Yang Laoliu folded his hands and mocked, "Oh, I forgot, your father was eaten by a monster, and there is no corpse to collect, haha."

Hearing this, Su Ming paused.

An uncontrollable violent emotion rose from the bottom of Su Ming's heart, he turned his head slowly, fixed his eyes on Yang Lao Liu, and said nothing.

Seeing Su Ming's appearance of wanting to eat people, Yang Laoliu was shocked at first, and then anger rose.

boy!
Yang Laoliu was about to continue swearing, when a cough interrupted his next words.

"Lao Liu Yang, we are all neighbors in the neighborhood, if you make such a fuss again, will you still be doing business?"

The person who spoke this time was a skinny old man over sixty years old. Unlike ordinary old men, this old man's eyes were very bright and energetic, and he appeared to have an extraordinary temperament.

Next to the old man was a girl about ten years old. The girl wore a pair of shofar braids, a red gown, and a red skirt. She jumped up and down, very innocent and lively.

"Gentlemen!"

Seeing the old man, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of Yang Laoliu, who was still arrogant and domineering just now, and he hurriedly bowed his hands to the old man.

The old man surnamed Gong nodded, then looked at Su Ming, and said, "Xiao Su, if you have any difficulties, just tell your grandfather Gong, don't carry it alone."

Hearing this, Su Ming felt a warm feeling in his heart.

The grandpa and grandson of the Gong family were two of the few good people he had met after traveling through time.

On the side, the granddaughter of the Gong family poked out a small head from beside his grandfather, tilted her head and said, "Brother Su Ming, come to my house for dinner tonight. My house has braised Lingxu fish tonight. It's delicious!"

Hearing Xiaomei Gong's kind and soft words, Su Ming's heart warmed, but he still shook his head and refused: "Mr. Gong, Xiao Cai, I have something to do tonight, next time."

After saying that, Su Ming dragged his thin body slowly out of the T-shaped street and walked towards Dongfang District.

Qingshuifang City was established 30 years ago when Master Mo Yun beheaded a Mo Jiao who was entrenched in Chiyun Peak.

Su Ming raised his head and looked at the towering Chiyun Peak in the east.

Qingshuifang City was built at the foot of Chiyun Peak, and the entire city was covered by the formation laid down by Master Mo Yun to prevent it from being disturbed by external evils.

Backed by the great mountain of Venerable Mo Yun, Qingshuifang City has been developing rapidly in the past 30 years.

Not only casual cultivators from Shangyang County, but also casual cultivators and family cultivators from other counties often come to Qingshuifang City to buy and sell goods.

This place seems to have developed into a small trading city for monks.

Because of this, shop leasing in Qingshuifang City is becoming more and more popular.

It's just that Master Mo Yun is very nostalgic for the old days. He issued a decree that the first monks and their descendants who followed him to open a shop in Qingshuifang back then will enjoy the priority lease right of the shop for life.

Father Su was one of the first monks to open a grocery store in Qingshuifang City.

Now that Su's father is dead, the first leasehold right naturally falls to Su Ming.

Dongfang District is about a dozen miles away from Xifang District where Su Ming lives. With Su Ming's foot strength, he can reach it in less than half a stick of incense.

When Su Ming came to Dongfang District, he didn't pay attention to the streets with a lot of bustling shops. Instead, he walked to a workshop that operated a leased fire room.

(End of this chapter)