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Chapter 25: Chapter 25
Xia Pingsheng turned around and said indifferently: "Young Master Han is very polite and sent it out in person."

Han Fenglai said: "The younger generation passed by Yujing on a study tour, so I didn't dare to disturb the peace of the senior. But since I am lucky enough to meet you, why don't you come to see me?"

Xia Pingsheng smiled inexplicably, "'Yetian' is interested in this small place thousands of miles away?"

Han Fenglai immediately said: "Everything is up to Lord Yan to decide." He spoke quickly without leaving any room for ambiguity, so honest and honest that even Xia Pingsheng couldn't help but glance at him.

After Xia Pingsheng and Yan left the court, Han Fenglai stood there for a while before turning back to the "Jihui Courtyard".

Qian Bo was tidying up the cups and cups in the room, neither of them had any pretensions, and they mostly did their own work in daily life, and rarely let the servants of Yan's guest house into the house, and the servants were happy to be lazy.

Han Fenglai walked to the table and sat down, his spiritual consciousness circled around, and said: "The one who sits in the 'Tiangong Kaiwu' is really the master of forging the sky!"

More than 30 years ago, there was an astonishingly talented person named "Jiantian" among the craftsmen. Although he only appeared in front of people for a short year from becoming famous to completely disappearing, he has been remembered by the industry until now. That is a person who can be honored as a master just like the master of "Yetian Workshop".

Qian Bo's expression froze, and he said doubtfully: "Shouldn't it? Looking at it these two days, the workmanship of 'Tiangong Kaiwu' is exquisite, but there are few sets of its own blueprints, so it can only be regarded as a workshop. God's not planning to pass on the mantle here?"

Han Fenglai shook his head and said: "Just wait and see what happens, I always feel that the current state of 'Tiangong Kaiwu' is a bit strange, and I'm afraid it's not just the servant who betrayed the master."

Xia Pingsheng lived in a small courtyard in the most secluded corner of the guest courtyard, named "Snowland". There was only one kind of plant inside and outside the courtyard, which was Bingling pine.This tree has no leaves all year round, and the pine needles are covered with mist like ice flowers all the year round. At a glance, it seems like you are in a snowy field.

After Xia Pingsheng moved in, the nearby roads were adjusted, and there was only one path leading to the courtyard.And Xia Pingsheng's life is extremely simple, even cleaning is done by himself, and there are almost no people here.

Seen from the outside, the scale and area of ​​the houses in "Snowland Courtyard" are similar to those of other courtyards, but the furnishings are minimal.But almost no one knows that if there is a master leading the house, it will be another world after stepping into the door.

Yan Kaiting landed on the wooden floor, but after stepping in, he stood on the light blue jade floor.This is the so-called Dharma Artifact Cave, and the entrance is connected to the study of Xue Yu Yuan.

This cave is not big, just a main hall, two side halls, and a small but complete refining workshop.

In recent years, Yan Kaiting and Xia Pingsheng have become more and more alienated, and he hasn't been here for a long time.As soon as he stood still, he looked around subconsciously. The hall was still the same as he remembered, even the color of the cushions on the collapsed floor hadn't been changed.

Xia Pingsheng walked to the passage on the left, and said: "In recent years, the 'Yetian Workshop' has been expanding rapidly, and has already included most of the monks' mansions in the four southern states, but I didn't expect them to take the target so quickly. Turn to the ordinary workshop."

Yan Kaiting followed Xia Pingsheng through the corridor and entered the refining workshop, without making a sound, just listening carefully.

Xia Pingsheng said: "For the Craftsman's Mansion, having a strong suzerain is not a bad thing, but it's not all a good thing. Qi Xiong arranged for the little guy from the Han family to stay here, you just need to know."

Yan Kaiting said slowly: "You still don't have any suggestions?"

Xia Pingsheng stopped in front of a black stone platform with stars and silver dots on it, and said: "'Heavenly Creation' is your property, you can decide for yourself. I can't be here forever."

Yan Kaiting suddenly raised his head and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Xia Pingsheng's palm brushed across the surface of the stone platform, and a layer of blue flame rose up, and gradually vermilion light flickered on the edge, dyeing Xia Pingsheng's white hair a layer of crimson.

Xia Pingsheng didn't answer, he just said to himself: "My Taoism has a master's inheritance, I don't want you to get started, so I can't teach you. But refining is a method I got by myself, and I have given all seven stages. You. How much have you learned?"

Yan Kaiting didn't know how to answer for a moment.

From the perspective of others, Xia Pingsheng's words are a bit knowing, since he took over Yan Kaiting's upbringing from the first day, the naughty children at that time didn't learn well.

Xia Pingsheng's attitude was always lukewarm. When the class time came, the children would be pulled out from all over the world, and they would push the children to the desk to finish the class.Under such circumstances, almost no one believed that Yan Kaiting could learn anything.

And when Xia Pingsheng taught the basics of weapon refining for the first time, even Yan Kaiting himself was surprised.As the young master of the craftsman's mansion, his father never mentioned the workshop to him in a single word. Instead, Xia Pingsheng, who never touched "heavenly creations" on weekdays, wanted to give him the enlightenment of refining.

As for what Xia Pingsheng taught, whether Yan Kaiting has learned it, and how much he has learned, only Yan Kaiting himself knows.It seems that Xia Pingsheng has always been in charge of teaching, not meeting.

Yan Kaiting suddenly realized that he had clenched his fists at some point. He exhaled, relaxed his fingers, and asked, "Why did you teach me how to refine weapons? Is it because I have talent?"

Xia Pingsheng smiled and said: "You can't see the talent, but don't you like refining weapons?"

Yan Kaiting was dumbfounded, Xia Pingsheng's answer was far from what he had always imagined, but it left him speechless.Could it be that as early as when the child was still complaining about others, someone saw his longing?

Xia Pingsheng tapped lightly on the stone countertop, full of urging intentions.

Yan Kaiting let out a soft breath and said, "No need for that."

He picked out a Gengjin stone and a crystal stone from the shelf next to it. These two materials are very easy to refine and are most suitable for quick shaping.

Then Yan Kaiting's fingertips burst out a group of bright red flames. It was Chiyang Earth Fire, a top-grade fire, and it was also the basis for Yan's family to become a famous craftsman's mansion in Yongzhou.

At the core of the workshop in the main mansion, the fire spirits collected by the ancestors of the Yan family have been collected for years, and are transmitted to various important nodes through the fire dragon channel, supplying the huge workshop for forging and smelting.And as long as the blood of the Yan family has the fire attribute, they can obtain a ray of earth fire power from the fire spirit and use it for their own use by practicing the secret method.

Obtaining at least one kind of strange fire is a necessary condition for a refiner to get started.For those monks who do not have ready-made fire spirits, the first step in their practice is to travel through mountains and rivers to find fire seeds that they can use.This is the natural convenience of learning to refine weapons after the craftsman's mansion.

For Yan Kaiting to be able to produce Chiyang Earth Fire, Xia Pingsheng did not show any surprise, he just watched carefully as he refined the two stones into juice, which floated in the palm of Yan Kaiting's palm.

Then the mass of stone fluid quickly stretched out various shapes, as if an invisible big hand was kneading and shaping it.At the same time, the transparent liquid gradually turned grayish white, as if it was about to solidify again.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of purple lightning appeared from Yan Kaiting's fingertips, only the size of a soft pen usually used to draw talisman formations.

After a while, the stone liquid took shape, an arrow the size of half a palm, with several engraved lines of light flowing on it.

(End of this chapter)