Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Jiang Su hasn't seen Shi Qiuxian much these days. Most alchemy cultivators like to stay in the alchemy room with a big stove burning.

The two of them had refined elixirs together before. Based on my understanding of her, she was pretty good and could indeed be a teammate.

But if there is only one winner...it would be quite interesting.

Sunset West Mountain.

Jiang Su carried his son up to the fifth floor of Huichun Hall without crossing the underworld.

She wanted to return some books, and Zai Zi wanted to get some more novels to read.

"Girl Jiang, you haven't been here for a while. I thought you didn't plan to return the book."

The bookkeeper made a cold remark.

The next second, he immediately showed his true colors, with a smile on his face and deep wrinkles on his face. He waved to the little boy and took out a book of mostly popular stories in the upper world recently.

"Hey, look, I have collected several new books today. The stories they tell are quite good, especially this one, "On the Day of the Second Master's Wedding Banquet, the Third Master of the Jin Family Invited Me to Come to Marry Me." Do you want to stay a little longer tonight? Grandpa will tell you."

"..."

Jiang Su stepped forward, snatched the book from the keeper's hand, and opened a random page.

"Third Master, after signing this letter of divorce, from now on you and I will go back to the bridge and go back to the road. The water in the well will not interfere with the water in the river. I, Hua Ling'er, will never pester you again."

"Ling'er, you and I have worshiped heaven and earth and entered the bridal chamber..."

"Stop talking! I clearly wanted to marry your brother, but who knew it was you who took his place?"

"Ling'er, you are pregnant, please consider your child!"

"..."

Jiang Su turned over the first page, and sure enough, there were three words written after the author's name, "Bai Xiaosheng".

Only an organization like Bai Xiaosheng can drive out such a book that follows current affairs. Hua Ling, a person who couldn't love his senior sister, was actually changed into a woman by them and got together with Jin Huayu, the ruthless Taoist.

It was so scary. After this picture appeared in his mind, Jiang Su felt that he should go to Kongtong Mountain for a stroll.

She put the book in her storage bag, "Meng Hui is still young and cannot read such things."

The little boy pursed his lips, stared at Jiang Su with his big watery eyes, and said in a milky voice, "Sister..."

"No use calling me."

"Old man, please find him some books like "Father of Immortals", "Mortal Immortals' Cultivation Biography", and "Watchmen in the Upper Realm". I confiscated every one of these books written by Bai Xiaosheng."

Jiang Su was indifferent and ruthless. He quickly entered the mountain of books and closed his eyes lightly.

The spiritual consciousness once again turned into an eagle soaring in the nine heavens, flying with wings, circling among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, sometimes holding flowers in its mouth, sometimes pulling leaves, and finally returning to the green pine.

a long time.

When Jiang Su opened his eyes again, he already held many books on medicine, alchemy, and weapon refining in his arms.

The books on medicine and elixirs in Huichun Hall are more professional than those in the cabinet.

As for this weapon refining book, she just saw it and wanted to read it.

This book is called "Big Sword, Special Sword", and it is a book specifically about how to refine swords.

Jiang Su still remembered that the stupid sword he made was laughed at no less than five times by the group of swordsmen. She happened to have nothing to do recently, so she thought of practicing some swords to avenge her shame!
She wanted to see Senior Brother Liu and Jiang Feng and those people from the Seven Kills Hall begging for her!

Jiang Su picked up the kid and went straight downstairs to the cave without checking the books he put in the storage bracelet.

At a certain moment, the bookkeeper blinked at Meng Hui, and the two of them cooperated tacitly and smiled at each other.

……

Bamboo House.

Jiang Sushou was beside the alchemy furnace, flipping through the book "Big Sword, Special Sword" and reading it carefully.

"The sword is an ancient holy item. It is the ancestor of short-range weapons and a weapon used for close combat. It has become a legendary weapon due to its profound Taoist skills."

"Those who want to refine a sword must have the heart of a gentleman, and those who want to refine a great sword must have the heart of a great gentleman."

...Jiang Su read half of the book in a daze, and finally she discovered that in the final analysis, if she wanted to refine a big sword, the sword embryo must be large enough.

She doesn't understand now, why does this book use "big" to describe swords? What is the heart of a great gentleman?
Jiang Su looked through his storage bag and happened to have a sword embryo that he bought at Jin's Trading Company a few days ago. It was three feet long and one and a half feet wide.

"If this thing is made into a sword, I can lie on it and sleep."

Now she felt that she was full of theoretical knowledge, and she just needed to practice it. She was gearing up, enlarging the alchemy furnace with some tricks, and then threw the sword embryo into it.

The flame enters the fire door, and the spiritual consciousness enters the alchemy furnace.

Jiang Su took out the Jinghu Yuanmai that he had prepared long ago and took a big gulp, and the flames suddenly climbed up the furnace wall.

There were constant bursts of sparks in the alchemy furnace, and other immortal materials turned into juice and dripped on the sword embryo, making a "sizzling" sound.

Jiang Su stayed awake longer than usual this time. She could clearly feel that her cultivation was being washed away by the pure energy pulses one after another, and the upper limit of her energy capacity was increasing.

At a certain moment, she suddenly felt an electric current-like sensation all over her body, followed by the energy that was swept away from her veins.

She could no longer hold on and fell backwards.

……

The next day.

Jiang Su opened his eyes and saw his... jawline like a puppet's knife.

"My spirit is so powerful. It can not only automatically control the alchemy furnace and refine the weapon while sleeping, but it can also make the puppet act as a pillow for me."

Inexplicable self-confidence always comes from strength!

Jiang Su got up from the ground, walked to the alchemy furnace, and carefully lifted the lid.

"boom--"

Her whole body was hit by the heat wave against the window of the bamboo building. If she hadn't been holding the puppet's collar tightly, she would have flown out of the window and fallen off the cliff.

Cold sweat broke out slightly on Jiang Su's back.

She had not yet considered whether she would explode and die from choking on a few mouthfuls of water if she fell off the cliff and fell into the sea composed of Yuan Veins.

"Oh, it happens every time, like a furnace exploding. Fortunately, it's normal when refining alchemy. Could it be that my alchemy furnace is not suitable for refining weapons?"

Jiang Su muttered to himself, completely ignoring that the alchemy furnace was called an alchemy furnace, not a weapon refining furnace.

She climbed onto the three-foot-high stove and looked at the finished product inside.

"It is indeed a big sword!"

Putting away the alchemy furnace, the sword fell to the ground.

I saw that the sword was two and a half feet long, with dragon patterns engraved on it. A faint golden light shone in the patterns, and the hilt was a dragon head lying on a plate.

"This is so...so cool."

Jiang Su used all her strength to pick up the sword, which was half a head taller than her. She was just about to use a sword technique she had learned and swung it casually. She never thought that she would follow the sword and was directly hit by the heavy sword. Sword, dragged to the ground.

"..."

Jiang Suren was still confused and could only put it away first and planned to go to the black market to find a buyer.

"It looks good this time, but I can really sleep on this sword. No ordinary swordsman can use this sword. At least someone with Fang Zhe's body type can handle it."

She left the cabinet and went to work with her son in hand.

Medical clinic.

"Dong dong dong."

"Enter."

The visitor has black hair tied up, dressed in fur clothes, with sharp eyebrows and a heroic appearance. He is sitting cross-legged on a big green turtle.

"Medical Immortal, Duhua is going to die."