"It seems to be coming from around here."

Someone twitched their nose, sniffed and searched, and then found it near the shop where Ning Zhishui was.

The smell around here is the strongest, but I can't tell which one has the strongest smell.

But soon, someone found it.

It's so easy to find. All the other shops are open to welcome customers, and you can see what's going on inside at a glance. It doesn't look like someone is refining weapons.

The door of Ning Zhishui's room was ajar, and the smell was very strong when you got closer, but no guests were seen coming in or out.

"It's here!"

"Hey, it seems like a little girl?"

"This little girl is actually refining weapons alone?!"

Everyone was surprised to see it.

Ning Zhishui could naturally feel someone stopping and whispering, but she had no time to care about these and just focused on the magic weapon.

The magical instrument she chose for her aunt was a needle, a set of nine needles in total.

At first, my aunt was not familiar with using it and could not control it well. She could only use one or two sticks.

Later, as her strength improves and she becomes proficient in magical weapons, the number of roots will gradually increase.

The needle is as thin as a cow's hair, and it is difficult for anyone to notice it even if it flies towards you.

There are also disadvantages, that is, it cannot be too far away from its owner and cannot be manipulated and attacked from a super long range.

But for example, ordinary swords are still much farther away.

This kind of tiny magic weapon is a great test for the skill of the weapon refiner, so Ning Zhishui is also very focused on it.

Everyone outside the door was fascinated.

Watching an expert do something "handmade" like this is actually quite aesthetically pleasing.

It’s not that the weapon refining itself is beautiful, but the process of making it is somewhat addictive.

Watching it turn from imperfect to perfect, step by step, transform into something you didn't expect. This sense of accomplishment is something that even onlookers can deeply appreciate.

The world likes to follow trends, and so do monks.

When more and more people stand at the door and stretch their necks to look inside, those passing by will also stop and try to find out.

"What's going on in there?"

"Don't you smell it? This is a weapon refining!"

"Just practicing in the store? Who is that!"

"I don't know, a little girl... is amazing!"

"Fellow Taoist, could you please allow me to take a look at you?"

"I want to see it too, I can also refine weapons!"

In order to compete for the best viewing position, there was even a small commotion.

When Gao Yue bought Qingling extract for Ning Zhishui and was about to return to the shop, he saw that his shop was tightly blocked by black pressure.

He didn't know it was his own store at first, and he was still wondering when the elixir store next door became so popular that people lined up outside the store.

But as he got closer, he felt something was wrong.

When he was sure that this was not the store next door, but his own store, Gao Yue's heart skipped a beat.

Oops, did something happen to Ning Zhishui?

He quickened his pace and ran over, reaching out to push away the people watching the show.

"...It's really amazing, the prototype has come out."

"It looks like it's a hidden weapon. It's quite small."

"I can't believe that she can achieve such a level at such a young age!"

"Don't be impatient. Let's take a look. It's not done yet."

"I think it can definitely be done. I have seen people refining weapons, but the process is not as smooth as hers."

"The future is limitless." Gao Yue's outstretched hand paused.

Why does he feel a little confused?

So it turns out that it wasn't Ning Zhishui who was in trouble, but the weapon refining was too good?
But is it too exaggerated to have so many people watching?
"Hey, excuse me, what are you looking at?"

Gao Yue heard a clear voice behind him and spoke.

"There is a little girl inside who is refining weapons. Her skills are quite experienced and she is of a high standard." Hearing this, an older male cultivator next to him turned around and replied.

Gao Yue turned around and saw a very distinguished male cultivator in blue standing there. It was he who asked the question.

"Really? I borrowed it for a while."

Gao Yue obviously saw the male cultivator's eyes light up, and then he pushed forward.

Although he is tall and the place is crowded, he is very flexible and has moved to the door in a few seconds.

Dongfang Jing stood at the door and looked in.

The girl in green was sitting in front of the refining furnace, her eyes focused and her hands moving constantly.

One person, one furnace, and one vessel have an indescribable sense of fusion and are very harmonious.

Dongfang Jing was a little distracted, and in a trance he seemed to see the dazzling woman at the weapon refining conference again.

She single-handedly managed to break out of the tight encirclement among so many masters and famous disciples, which shocked everyone and shocked everyone.

She was the same at that time, walking slowly towards the high platform, the sun was so bright that it was hard to take her eyes away.

At that time, her temperament was colder, like a sharp sword, which would get hurt if she got close, and that was her weapon to protect herself.

Dongfang Jing came back to his senses, and the faces of the girl in front of him gradually merged with that of the cold and charming woman, and the expression on his face became softer and softer.

only--

Did she become proficient in weapon refining so early?This seems to be different from what I know.

Gao Yue frowned.

He watched the man in blue stare inside, with complex expressions such as nostalgia, regret, attachment, and regret in his eyes.

I don't know if it was for Ning Zhishui, or if he thought of someone else through her.

Well, it must be the latter.

"excuse me."

Gao Yue pushed away the person in front of him.

His actions were a little rough, and the person being pushed was a little unhappy, but when he turned around and saw his cold face, he shut up.

Gao Yue walked up to the man in blue, glanced at him, and then opened the half-closed door.

Ning Zhishui didn't even raise his eyes, and kept looking at the ten needles that were getting more and more fine-shaped.

When Dongfang Jing saw Gao Yue entering the store in a familiar manner and trying to close the door, as if he wanted to block all eyes, he guessed that he must be the shopkeeper.

"I'm looking for Ning Zhishui." He took a step forward and whispered.

"Do you know each other?" Gao Yue was surprised.

"Correct."

"Then come in and wait."

After letting Dongfang Jing in, Gao Yue ignored the wailing outside and closed the door.

It's really noisy, and I'm not afraid of disturbing Ning Zhishui's weapon refining!
There was only one chair in the room. Dongfang Jing had no intention of sitting down after he came in. He just stood at the door and looked at Ning Zhishui quietly.

Gao Yue approached Ning Zhishui and quietly put down a bottle next to her, which was the material he had just bought.

Ning Zhishui used it soon, coating the needle evenly, but then stopped.

"Why didn't you continue practicing?" Dongfang Jing asked, somewhat unfinished.

"It still takes a long time. It won't be finished in a while."

Ning Zhishui put away the semi-finished product.

It's just taking shape now, but the more delicate and troublesome parts are still to come, and it won't be completed in a short time.


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