Chapter Twenty-Five: Cultivating Little Shuang
Xiaoshuang was a little flattered, the movements in his hands stopped, he didn't slow down for a while, and hurriedly said: "Yes, Shuang'er has been by Miss's side since she was a child, and Shuang'er has long regarded Miss as her own relative." ”
"The task I have arranged is very heavy, if you choose this path, you will no longer be as comfortable as before, and even your life will be in danger, can you think about it?" Mu Qianqian asked seriously again.
"Yes! Shuang'er's life was given by Mrs., Miss treats me like a relative, as long as I can be by Miss's side, I am willing to suffer anything! There was a determined look in Shuang'er's eyes.
Mu Qianqian nodded and said, "That's good, you haven't had any cultivation resources with me over the years, and now you are only the strength of the second order of the spirit disciple, from today on, you will exercise as I did before I cultivated, your qualifications are not high, but you can rely on the acquired cultivation." ”
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After lunch, Mu Qianqian was busy in the room with a charcoal pencil, constantly calculating, measuring, drawing, and measuring prices. The layout of the whole house, the chairs, cutlery, beds, cabinets, etc., all need to be measured.
With the improvement of Mu Qianqian's strength, the space of the fall of the stars has also become a lot larger, and there is an additional spiritual spring behind the medicine field, but the space still seems to be a little empty, and Mu Qianqian decided to add something to it.
A few days later, Mu Qianqian, who was disguised as a woman, took the drawings and took Xiaoshuang out, and after selling some elixirs in exchange for gold coins, she first went to buy some elixir materials, then went to the construction shop to buy some building materials, and invited some craftsmen and masters to a remote suburb of the city.
"This little boy, are you sure you want to build a house here?" A master craftsman asked incredulously.
Mu Qianqian also knew that such a request was indeed a bit incredible, after all, this place was too remote, and it could even be said that she couldn't even see a living person, but she had to do it, so she had to say, "That's right, is there any problem?" ”
Another short master replied: "There is no problem, you paid the money, naturally do what you want, we just want to confirm." ”。
Mu Qianqian handed them the drawings and said, "I'm in a bit of a hurry, how long will it take to finish?" ”。
Since almost everyone in the Douling Continent cultivates spiritual power, cultivators can build houses much faster than ordinary people. Although the level of spiritual power of the master craftsman is not high, it is still more than enough to build a house.
"Your drawings are very well designed, they are not difficult, and they can be completed in just one week!" The leading craftsman reassured.
Mu Qianqian nodded with satisfaction, paid them a part of the gold coins first, and said, "I will give you the rest of the gold coins after I have checked them in a week." ”
After returning to Mu's house, Mu Qianqian closed the door of the room, this time she didn't ask Xiaoshuang to go out, took out the Dan furnace, and began refining after processing the spiritual herbs she bought.
Half an hour later, with a "hum" sound, the foundation building liquid was successfully refined. Mu Qianqian had been promoted to a second-order alchemist during the retreat, but not all second-order alchemists could refine the foundation building medicinal liquid, the foundation building liquid was not only a scarcity of medicinal materials, refining it also required strong mental power to control it to completely remove impurities, and the slightest deviation would lead to refining failure, so even if there were medicinal materials, it was difficult to invite a good alchemist, which was the fundamental reason why the foundation building liquid was priceless and not marketable.
Mu Qianqian put the cultivated foundation building liquid into the jade bottle and handed it to Xiaoshuang, who was puzzled: "Miss, is this...?" ”