The mountain cultivation is extremely lonely and hard, but fortunately, with the El family to communicate with, Lexia will not feel that he has been abandoned by the whole world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sister Zaoye's belly is also getting bigger and bigger, and as a third-rate cook in the Holy Land, Lexia is naturally obliged to help make a lot of nourishing soups for her to supplement her nutrition.

The inexplicable disgust that El subconsciously felt for Lexia was also in the health soup, and it slowly disappeared.

When the fetus is eight months old, it is the Spring Festival of the Chinese lunar calendar.

In a happy atmosphere, everyone had a quiet and peaceful New Year.

After Lexia came to this world, it was also the first time that she felt the happy atmosphere of the family. When I was in Lushan before, when it came to the Spring Festival, there were only two sisters and brothers, who burned piles of paper money at the foot of the mountain to mourn their relatives.

Watching Al and Hayaba get together and discuss what name to choose after the birth of the child, Lexia suddenly felt a strong sense of nostalgia.

There are parents in the previous life, and there are also thoughts about spring flowers, and when I think of the depths, I can't help but shed tears.

Hayaba gently poked Al, who was still thinking about his name, "Is Xiao Xia homesick?" ”

Al was silent, they did snub him a bit.

"Let him stay tonight." Early leaf pleads.

Al thought about the Pope's arrangement, looked at the sky outside, and finally sighed and nodded.

"Yay!" Early leaf cheered, interrupting Le Xia's thoughts, secretly wiped away her tears, turned her head and asked with a smile: "Sister early leaves, what's the matter, so happy." ”

Hayaha didn't tear him down, but held Al's hand, "We just said that when the child is born in the future, we will give it a name, called - Mu, how about it?" Listen to it! ”

"Mu?" Le Xia thought for a while and said, "Well, the word Mu is good." The ancients said that the beauty of words, Emperor Mumu. Mu Zi...... Solemn? ”

Looking at Al's familiar appearance, Lexia sighed in her heart, I should have thought of it a long time ago.

Al and Saoba are happy that their ideas will be praised, and Lexia is also very happy, a heroic figure is about to be born under his nose. It's like, you have traveled to the past, if you can witness the birth of Liu Tianwang and be good friends with his parents, will you be excited?

After the excitement, life will pass.

After returning to the stone tower, Lexia began to pound his broken copper again. Sneaking on those heroic martyrs, practicing his maintenance skills, and striving to become an eighth-level fitter with excellent skills and both virtue and art as soon as possible.

In the past few days, Shi Ang has been to the stone tower several times, and each time he came with a tattered holy robe, in front of Le Xia, knocking and mending, not shying away from his peeking and stealing from learning, and even occasionally talking to himself.

After reading Shion's three theoretical textbooks, Lexia finally had a certain understanding and attainment in the repair of sacred clothes, so at the request of readers and friends, he felt that he could start making an exclusive set of sacred clothes for himself.

There are three main types of sacred garments: Orehagang, Gamanion (stone), and silver star sand.

The reason why the Jamil Plateau was chosen as a habitat by the descendants of the Mu Continent is because it is rich in silver star placer mines, and the two remaining materials, the fragments of the holy clothes, are there.

Everything was ready, Lexia sat in the hall on the first floor of the stone tower, facing the pile of materials in front of him.

It doesn't matter what the drawings are, anyway, it's just an experimental operation, it doesn't matter if it's exquisite, just like the first generation of steel clothes, being able to play endurance is the key, and the design is all floating clouds.

However, the most important point is that Le Xia did not consider it before, he learned three handbooks and there is nothing wrong with it, "Types and Styles of Holy Clothes", "Materials and Composition of Holy Clothes", and "Repair and Maintenance of Holy Clothes".

Now that I think about it, these three books don't talk about how the holy clothes are made at all.

As the unique alchemy of the Mu Continent, the art of refining the Holy Clothes has been lost with the sinking of the Mu Continent.

"Oh my God! Am I the protagonist or not? ”

Le Xia grabbed his head and fell to the ground with a thud, rolling in all directions of 3,600 degrees, spinning and jumping, still with his eyes closed, and he couldn't see the hustle and bustle.

Finally, after enough tossing, Lexia got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and cheered up his tired spirit.

I still have to live my life, put aside all impossible delusions, face reality, as long as I can't kill me, it will make me stronger.

Packing up the pile of materials in front of him, Lexia began his daily routine cleaning.

Sunlight shines through the window, reflecting a golden ray.

Lexia raised her hand to cover it for a moment, and then looked in the direction of the sunlight, where the gold chest, which had been buried in the debris, was reflecting an alluring light.

"What lamp? So bright! ”

Dropping the rag in his hand, Lexia finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and walked towards the box.

Although he found the box when he first came here, the active Le Xia couldn't resist his curiosity and didn't touch the box, after all, putting a big lump of gold in a pile of broken copper and iron is too much like an angel's test or the devil's temptation.

As a caretaker, the guard stole by himself, became greedy for the guard's treasures, used or possessed them privately, and as a result, he made a big mistake, became a villain, and was shouted and killed. Since writing the four words of gentleman Shendu, Le Xia has warned himself that he must control his curiosity, and resolutely do not touch things that should not be touched.

Just now, perhaps because he was tossing on the ground too much, the fragments and residues of the pile of buried gold boxes swiped down a little, revealing a large piece of the box, and with Le Xia's skills, it was easy to judge the identity of the box - the Cancer Golden Holy Clothes Box.

"How is it that Cancer's golden garment is here?"

Walking up, Lexia looked at the holy clothes box and muttered to herself.

Behind him, at the gate of the stone tower, at some point, a tall figure appeared, Shi Ang stood there quietly, watching Lexia walk over, without speaking.

A hand gently stroked the holy suitcase.

"It's!"

A look of surprise appeared on Le Xia's face, as if she had suddenly discovered something incredible.

"This, this turned out to be just ......"

"Just what?"

Lexia retracted his hand like an electric shock, turned around, and looked at Shi Ang in a wry voice, "Hehe, that, that Pope, I just cleaned up here, look at that, there is dust, so I want to wipe it." ”

"Whatever you find, I will not punish you for your sin." Shi Ang looked directly at Lexia condescendingly, and the mountain-like sense of oppression made his back tense for a while.

"Yes, I found out that this box, like, seems to be empty."