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However, this road is still condescending, and after he fixed his eyes, he followed the scattered collection and laughed loudly at the man in white: "Haha, Miss White, Brother Xiao is here." ”

When Bai Aiting's body was bumping, there was an exciting color between her eyes. Soon, a white spirit beast appeared in the sky. It gradually gets bigger. Bai Aiting saw very clearly that there was a person on the white spirit beast, and he had been concerned for several days.

A quarter of an hour later, Bai Aiting's longing Xiao who didn't worry about speeding them up every day. He jumped forward and jumped off the snow beast. He glanced at Bai Aiting gently: "Let you wait for a long time." ”

There were tears in Bai's dream, but he bit her lip and whispered, "Little Dati, you're okay, no matter how long I wait for you." ”

"Haha, Brother Xiao, sure enough, it's easy to get rid of the pursuit, down, I really admire. Xia Xuan laughed. Xiao wasn't worried that Xia Xuan was a true friend, so they all said his name.

"Brother Xia, I can't thank you enough. Xiao said, don't worry about your fists. Shaw doesn't worry about himself. "No help? No tips for taking pictures. "Even if a strong man from the Jindan period came to visit him in person, he would have to walk very quietly, let alone an ordinary tourist.

"Haha, little thing, what's wrong? Brother Xiao, let's go. You suddenly disappear into the big city. I'm sure a lot of people already know," Xia Xuan said.

"Well, I'll go to Ayutthaya later. "Hua and Brother Xia drank 300 cups. Again, Shaw said, neither worried nor reasonable.

"Okay, Brother Xiao, we'll have time later. ”

"After a while. ”

Xiao wasn't worried that Bai Aiting's corpse photo would soon disappear from his sight. Xia Xuan smiled bitterly and walked back to Dachang City. The world is too big to see each other again. But the meaning of life is something that everyone has to determine.

Xiao Wuyou and Bai Aiting rode the snow spirit beast and walked in the direction of the innocent rice.

"Brother Xiao, do we really want to go to the hammer gong? If he has a different temperament, he deliberately embarrasses you...... Bai Aiting said worriedly.

Xiao shook his head without worry and said, "Anyway, I have to go to this clean rice field." Lian Shen Bing Sect didn't go in the same direction as mine, so it was still too late. I just hope these old people feel better. ”

"Yes, the little brother looks so smart, and I'm sure the public will love you too. Bai Pingting smiled. And in the hazy moonlight, I don't know if he was worried about Xiao's delusion or other reasons, he felt that Bai Pingting's birthmark seemed to become very bright, and his beautiful face was like water.

In the middle of Jindan, the monk Hammer Gong developed rapidly and had the ability to refine. However, Hammer Gong is a low-key person who does not socialize with people. He lived in this green rice for a long time and was unknown.

His name gradually became known, and once, he directly took eighteen metaphysical three spiritual tools to the Eight Great Chambers of Commerce to sell, and then there was a box of hammer-shaped markers, which made the Eight Great Chambers of Commerce very curious. We should know that eighteen metaphysical spiritual weapons can be issued at once, not as an alchemist, but as a high-ranking adult, of course. In any case, the eight chambers of commerce and dynasties all need to pay attention.

Under the visit of the Eight Great Chambers of Commerce, it was known that hammer gong was just a kind of meditation, and meditation was only in the early days of Jindan. Although the meditation is not very high, there are very few people in Kagawa who can master the art of meditation. This kind of meditation without a background, but it can refine a metaphysical spiritual weapon, which immediately attracts many forces around him. Note that they are used directly to commemorate the ceremony, hoping to invite you to your own clan door.

You know, even if it's a small family, there are thousands, and among so many people, most of them are monks with a spiritual realm or a spiritual realm. There is a huge demand for spiritual tools in such a group. If only through purchase, it will have many uses, if it can be specially invited. A superficial alchemist can spend a lot of money on his family door and even train his own alchemist. Under this temptation, few clans can endure it.

However, in the face of the invitation of many forces, Hammer Gong remained unmoved, and still insisted on living in an innocent rice field, lonely and happy. However, he offered to make weapons for the upcoming monks at a low price. The only thing is that every monk will meet his own conditions if he can't do it. Since the raw materials in the refinery are not all collected, it is necessary to limit them to clean rice for convenience.

Such a request may seem like nitpicking, but they still can't stop the monks from endlessly coming to ask for help, some of whom come here not for the refinery, but for hammers and hammers. They want to come and visit the teacher. They study art. But the hammer master doesn't care. The person who came here had to meet one of his requests. These requirements are all done by them. Strangely, there is no law to speak of, but generally speaking, three or five of the hundred monks who come to ask for help cannot do it. The probability of failure is so low that the upcoming monks will continue to follow.

In this strange situation, Qingmei has formed a slightly notable force.

But I don't know why one day, the hammer gong suddenly disappeared. Three months later, he returned, without any reason to be anyone's refinery. Every time he came back, he stayed for a while and then went out again. He didn't stay in clean rice all day. The monks who were imprisoned in the Qing palace for not being able to complete their tasks would not care.

In this way, the original popularity gradually dissipated, and the interned monks gradually slipped away, and today, there is only a hammer.

Hammer was not a true disciple of Hammer, he was one of those who visited the master. Monk, who had worked with Hammer Gong for more than three years, the crowd was scattered, no one came to ask for help, but Hammer Iron himself was a person who lived all over the world, so he did not go, but still lived in the clear rice.

"So, brother, you didn't go anywhere this time," Hammer sighed.

"Brother Xiao, what should I do now?" Bai Duting asked, who called Xiao Wufei in front of others, so no one knew that Xiao Wu was Xiao Erxiao.

"Don't you know Brother Hammer, you know, Hammergong, why don't you stop refining?" asked Xiao carefree.

"Well, I don't know. "His old man didn't say anything," said the hammer timidly.

Xiao didn't need to worry about silence, and then quickly exchanged words with Xiangling in his heart: "Xiangling, can you hear me? The hammer is not here, and there is no refining machine. Do you know if there is a spiritual artist nearby who can make high-level spiritual tools?"

Shaking his head, he said, "Others, you won't think about it." This will bother you a lot of time. Let's put aside the expression of thunder for a moment. Even if you don't play someone else's role now, it's not as powerful as your Yellow Spirit Sword. ”

"Where does that mean we're going?" asked Shaw fearlessly.

"No, we're going to stay here," Xiangling said.

"Stay here, what can you do here?" Shaw didn't worry about being confused by this cold thought.

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