When the meeting is over, yesiwen comes forward to meet her. Murong Ling talks with her for a while, and then asks her to take her to yejiadan room.

She didn't expect to go out before, so she gave all the pills to Uncle Huang, so that she had no pills to use in Ziwu mountain. Now she decided to go to Qingyun secret place, and she was bound to refine some pills. The temperature at the top of the mountain was too low and the humidity was heavy, which greatly reduced the rate of making pills.

Although the night family is a swordsman, they all have the utensil room and the alchemy room. Because they all need fire, the utensil room and the alchemy room are closely connected. When Murong Ling passes by, she can still see the ironsmiths with bare arms sweating like rain. Their faces are red by the fire, and their arms are full of strong muscles, full of a sense of strength.

Worried that she would be offended, yesiwen quickly explained, "this is what grandma and the weapon refiner are all like. Because of the blazing fire and the need to refine the equipment, he often bares his upper body and looks rough. "

She is a disciple of the night family. She is used to seeing a group of men who are big in three and thick in five. Sometimes when the martial brothers fight fiercely, their clothes are not neat. She doesn't think it's a big problem. She was worried that Jiao Didi's grandmother would feel dirty and pay attention to these rules - all of which were based on the temperament of the nuns of other big families in the seclusion world. Their rules and manners were more exquisite than those of ordinary ladies, and they mocked their nuns for their slovenness more than once.

"Well, it should be."

Murong Ling doesn't think much about it. These repair tools are not exhibitionists. She deliberately wants to show her body. She always respects professional rules. Besides, she hasn't seen men's bodies. Why make a fuss?

Seeing that she had a natural attitude and had no angry look on her face, Yesi Wen was relieved and happily said hello to a man with black beard who was looking inside, "Uncle Hu, you've been refining weapons so soon."

Uncle Hu put down his hammer, wiped the sweat on his face with a towel on his waist, wrapped up a piece of clothes and hurried out to salute Murong Ling, "I've seen my grandmother."

"You're welcome." Murong Ling waved him up and asked curiously, "are you casting swords?"

Uncle Hu saw that she was friendly and nervous. He nodded and said, "yes. Every disciple of our night family only practices one sword all his life. He never cultivates his sword at the beginning. When he can cultivate his sword, he needs to put it in the elixir field and then travel around looking for high-quality equipment to improve his sword level. The better the equipment, the more powerful the sword will be. And what our workshop is responsible for forging is the lowest level sword. In the future, we need our disciples to cultivate the sword slowly. "

Worried that Murong Ling didn't understand, uncle Hu explained it in detail, and Murong Ling nodded. For example, Li cangmin's Bingpo sword heart is the best equipment for his soul root, but only Bingpo sword heart is far from enough. He needs to find other equipment to smelt it to make his Benming sword, In this way, you don't have to use Yuanli to condense the shape of the sword every time.

The heart of Bingpo sword is very rare. There are very few matching equipment, so it has been delayed. The power of Bingpo's sword heart is so powerful. If there is a great achievement of Japanese Ming FA sword, Li cangmin's strength will be even higher.

The reason why Murong Ling is so concerned about refining utensils is that she is prepared to forge her own magic weapon in the future. She has no idea what kind of magic weapon she will use, so she has to accumulate more for later effect.

Seeing that she was thoughtful, yesiwen said, "Uncle Hu is right. It's a big project to raise the sword. The disciple's Benming sword has been kept for more than 20 years, and now it's the inferior spirit sword. All the good things from the calendar have been folded in, and the whole person is very poor. "

It's not only her, but also the whole night. No one is rich in Jianxiu, so it's not unreasonable to say "poor Jianxiu, rich Dan Xiu" in Xiuxian world.

Aware of Ye Siwen's envious eyes, Murong Ling can guess what she thinks. She coughs. It's common sense to cultivate Fu Dan Xiu with a poor sword. As a Dan Xiu, she has a little hatred value. After all, she can't be a successful Dan Xiu without Yuan Shi. Although the investment in the early stage is huge, the income in the later stage is very considerable,

Among the monks in the world, which one doesn't use drugs.

Although Murong Ling was gifted, he wasted a lot of spirit grass when he studied alchemy, but compared with other alchemy, the amount of waste was negligible. She was born to eat this bowl of rice, others simply can't envy it.

As an elder, she still wanted to comfort her grandchildren who were hurt by poverty. She said earnestly, "don't be sad. Although I'm a Dan master, I've never sold pills and I'm very poor."

Her expression was very sincere. Her simple night thinking was soon cheated by her. Her sense of responsibility burst out and she assured her, "grandma, please don't worry. I'll pick a lot of spirit grass for you in this Qingyun secret place, so that you can use it for Alchemy to earn yuan stone."Murong Ling could not laugh or cry, but also felt heartfelt.

Although the monks are old, they practice all the year round, and they don't experience as many things as ordinary people who live a short life. Most of them are simple minded and have no worldly knowledge. Among them, sword cultivation has the straightest mind and most of them have no heart and eye.

As for yesiwen's good intentions, she has learned from Li cangmin's experience. She doesn't trust yesiwen to harm things. She even says, "don't bother. You can find the natural resources and treasures that you need to raise swords. Different spiritual grasses have different requirements for picking and storage, so you don't have to work in vain."

Yesiwen immediately wrinkled her face. It's not that there are no books like "lingcao illustrated book" in her family. It's just that she was dizzy every time because of those complicated demand procedures, and she couldn't remember them at all. As a result, she gave up collecting lingcao for the first time every time. She really didn't know how to deal with them, and she couldn't sell Yuanshi even if she picked them casually, It's not like spending time looking for something else.

"Forget it. I'll take care of my grandmother."

Murong Ling couldn't help laughing, "it's a matter of time. I don't know what's going on inside."

After comforting his listless grandson, he asked Uncle Hu for some knowledge about weapon refining. He secretly noted that he could expand his knowledge in the future, not only in alchemy, but also in weapon refining and array knowledge. Otherwise, he would not miss rare equipment or know how to crack array.