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She poured out the old clothes from the space, and suddenly, she found that there seemed to be one missing inside, her face was hot, and she hurriedly returned to the medicine pool quietly, but the edge of the pool was clean and nothing was left.

Ji Yan scratched his ears, wondering in his heart, where did he go, can he still be blown away by the wind?

Although there has been a blue sky and white sky in the ancient ring, there is no violent storm, but occasionally a little wind will still blow, Ji Yan thought that the clothes that were close to the body, light and thin, may have really been blown away by the wind, this face is even hotter, in the next few days, she always turns around in the ancient ring when she has nothing to do.

Every day, at a certain time, the machine spirit would walk out of the refining pavilion, hold a large ding, and come to a certain open space.

Chu Moyu waited there early, sitting on a small stool, holding a paper in one hand and a pen in the other.

The machine spirit enjoys this kind of worship and attention very much, and will teach him a new refining technique every day, and even when he is in a good mood, he will personally guide him to refine the weapon.

After a period of time, Chu Moyu not only did not feel imprisoned, but lived a full and nourishing life, and even the alchemy technique improved by leaps and bounds, especially whenever he broke a new refining method, the machine spirit would squint and shake his shoulders very happily, and let out a hehehe, Chu Moyu was infected by him and also smiled.

Over time, he also learned a little bit of the signature smile of the machine spirit, as long as the old and the young laughed at each other, the laughter came and went, one after another, and this space was instantly filled with a cheap taste.

At first, Hu was still pestering the machine spirit, asking him to let him out, but then he was startled by this laughter and had goosebumps, and almost shook off his hair.

After Se Xiaobai woke up, he was also attracted by the movement here a few times, but he watched from a distance, there was no such thing as his favorite beauty here, nor the charming fragrance of green plants and flowers, and after watching a few times, he never came out of the medicine field again.

Ji Yan passed by here for the third time today, and every time he could hear a burst of laughter from afar.

Most of the laughter was instrumental, with his unique cheap tone, and the laughter trembled and trembled, Ji Yan couldn't help but be curious, so he glanced over there, and saw that the extremely prosperous Dading that was burned by fire, Chu Moyu was using a technique that even she felt strange and novel to forge a material that even she didn't know what material it was.

On the other hand, the machine spirit gave him detailed instructions on what to do this step and what to do next......

Ji Yan suddenly put aside the shame in his heart for the time being, coughed lowly, pretended to be very calm and approached step by step, and finally came to the side of the machine spirit to watch Chu Moyu's refining weapon, and also made the appearance of a senior, nodding his head from time to time.

But in fact...... Her lungs are exploding!

Ji Yan had always known that the machine spirit was teaching Chu Mo Yu to refine the weapon, after all, he had been alone for too long, and finally a young man born in the refining weapon came, and he accepted him as a disciple, so he should find something to do for himself.

However, he just passed the time on Chu Moyu, and this sect was inevitably too dedicated, right?

Not only to teach it personally?...... Still hands-on?

Who is the best and dearest disciple to him and often gives him precious ores?

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