After Xingyi's injuries were basically healed, Ma Lao took him down the mountain.

Walking in the Cangxu Academy, looking at the vigorous and high-spirited Cangxu students who walked by him, there was a trace of envy and yearning that could not be hidden in the depths of Xing Yi's heart.

I saw that they were all dressed in green clothes, not monotonous, but gave people a refreshing feeling, the men were handsome and handsome, and the women were beautiful and eye-catching.

Along the way, there were constantly students greeting Ma Lao, which created an illusion for Xing Yi that "Ma Lao is still a highly respected and deeply loved elder by the students".

After a few bends and turns, they finally reached their destination. This is a courtyard located on the south side of the college, and the plaque of the main house reads "Craftsman's Workshop", and at this time, a group of young people are discussing something around the door.

I only heard one of them say, "What's wrong with Ma Heixin lately, I haven't seen him for a month",

Someone answered, "It can't be a hiccup."

"It's possible, the other day I passed under the mountain where he lived, and it was gloomy",

A little man asked, "Hey, if he's really hiccuping, do you think we should raise a glass or mourn together",

One of the fat men immediately said, "Of course it's a toast to celebrate, his heart is so black, how many people's fat and people's ointment have been hung from us."

The person standing next to him looked up by chance, and accidentally saw Ma Lao standing not far away, and he immediately pulled the fat man's sleeve,

The fat man flicked his sleeves, "If you pull me, I will also say, you go and ask, Tsushima Blackheart, which Cangxu student does not have some bloody complaints, you go and listen, where is there no wailing in the academy......",

At this moment, he turned around excitedly and saw Ma Lao standing behind him with a smile, and the fat man was startled, "Mom."

When the man reminded the fat man, a group of people next to him gradually noticed Ma Lao's arrival, but they all hated that they didn't remind the fat man, but quickly made a way and asked Ma Lao to come over and listen to the fat man's impassioned speech, and then they put on a good show next to them.

"Fatty, it's useless for you to call your dad now", after the fat man was scared and called his mother, the person next to him laughed,

The fat man swept around the people next to him with his resentful little eyes, and then turned around and explained, "Old Ma, don't get me wrong, I'm joking."

Ma Lao smiled meaningfully, and then stepped forward to open the door. Seeing this smile, the fat man suddenly felt cold behind him,

After Ma Lao entered, the fat man pointed to everyone and whispered, "Okay, if you don't save you when you die, is there a fellow disciple like you?"

The little man stepped forward and quipped, "You open your mouth wide to speak, who can stop you",

The fat man strangled the little man's neck and said, "I'm embarrassed to say, Li Donggua, it's the pit you dug for Lao Tzu."

After entering the house, a group of people asked "Ma Lao, what's wrong with you lately, you haven't opened the door for a long time, and you want to kill us",

Ma Lao said angrily, "I want to die."

People immediately defended, "Ma Lao, that's Zhang Fatzi, we really miss you, if you don't come again, we plan to go up the mountain to visit you",

"It's up the mountain to send me",

The crowd was speechless for a while.

"I haven't seen you for so long, Ma Lao's mouth is still so damaged",

Ma Lao said, "Okay, don't be poor, if you have something to say, you can get out of the house if you have nothing to do",

At this time, people couldn't wait to take out all kinds of weapons, tell the problems, and seek solutions.

"Ma Lao, look at my Zichuan sword, a few gaps, you can help",

Ma Lao, who was standing behind the counter, glanced at it casually, and said with a smile, "Small problem, fifty cangyuan",

"A small problem will cost fifty yuan."

Seeing that the fat man next to him finally had a chance to make up for what he said before, he immediately said, "Ma Lao is the fairest, and he won't pit you", the man hated the fat man,

After a while, I saw a man take out a spear and ask Ma Lao to help him repair it, Ma Lao took it in his hand and weighed it, "There is a place inside that has been broken and distorted."

"How many coins, how many coins, to fix it", "a hundred",

Hearing this number, the man immediately exclaimed, "It's so expensive, at most sixty cangyuan in other places."

At this time, the fat man completely incarnated as Ma Lao's protector, Ma Lao was questioned, and he immediately jumped out to defend it, "Do you think Ma Lao can be compared to those half-hung refiners?"

A group of people next to him shouted in unison, "Fatty, you get me out."

After the people finished narrating the problems with their weapons and negotiating the price, they saw that the fat man who had been helping them and causing them to pay one-fifth more than usual maintenance fees did not move.

At this time, someone "kindly" asked, "Fatty, if you don't take out your weapon, let Ma Lao and his old man give you two looks."

Only then did the fat man twist and take out his weapon, "Ma Lao, take a look",

Ma Lao didn't even look at it, stretched out five fingers, and the fat man was happy "fifty",

Ma Lao shook his head, "Five hundred."

The fat on the fat man's face trembled twice, "You go directly and grab it",

Ma Lao said with a smile: "This is more cost-effective than robbing."

When the people next to him heard this number, they immediately clapped their hands and shouted, "Ma Lao is really fair."

The fat man cried and said, "Old Ma, your old man can't retaliate."

Ma Lao looked at him with a smile, "Do you have any blood complaints, come, tell me."

The fat man was about to cry "Ma Lao, I was wrong",

In the end, Ma Lao still confiscated his 500 cangs and only collected 100 cangs from him.

A group of people were busy with their own business, and only then did they pay attention to Xing Yi, who had nothing to do, helping to clean the house and sorting out materials, they looked at Xing Yi's clothes, not like the people in the academy,

At this time, someone asked, "Ma Lao, who is this child, he is quite delicate",

Someone next to him answered, "I see, it's Ma Lao's grandson",

"Oh, no wonder Ma Lao has been away from the store recently, so he went to take care of his grandson",

"Well, a black-hearted profiteer like Ma Lao, oh no, a conscientious conscience refiner, asked him to put down his business and not do it, it was Ma Lao's grandson who didn't run away."

Listening to their words and me, Xing Yi said with a dark face, "I'm not his grandson", but obviously, this statement was not convincing.

It's no wonder that they guessed that inside, outsiders can't come in at will. Looking at Xing Yi's appearance, he is obviously not a disciple of the academy, and then looking at his relationship with Ma Lao, it is extraordinary.

You must know that Ma Lao never needs an assistant, he doesn't need help from others, and he won't let people touch the refining materials he regards as treasures.

Several times the dean personally transferred people over for free for Ma Lao's call, but he refused, and some people speculated that Ma Lao was afraid that his skills would be learned.

But whenever someone comes to ask for advice, he knows everything and says everything. Don't worry about that. In this regard, the students can't figure it out even if they break their heads.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that Ma Lao is a black-hearted and eccentric old man. It's the black-hearted refiner they love and hate.

Looking at the justified punishment, someone teased and said to Ma Lao, "Ma Lao, your ability to clean up your grandson is not as strong as ours." Xing Yi's face darkened even more when he heard this.

After they all left, Ma Lao smiled and said, "These stinky boys."

Xing Yi was helpless, thinking back to the people who were complaining about the hardships just now, he finally understood a little about the old man in front of him. It's purely a black-hearted refiner who squeezes students.

As for the word ingenuity on the plaque, Xing Yi didn't see it at all, but Hei Xin saw it, but at the same time, Xing Yi could also see that the students used were all willingly "squeezed" by Ma Lao.

After cleaning up the front, Ma Lao led Xing Yi to the backyard, which is a large quadrangle, in which the main room is Ma Lao's refining room, the west wing room is used to stack various materials, and the east wing room is used to rest.

Ma Lao led Xing Yi to visit around. Let him be familiar with this place, and when he came to the west wing, Xing Yi was shocked by the various refining materials stored inside, all kinds of everything, and Xing Yi was dizzying.

"A thousand-year-old silver mine hidden deep in the seabed, a thunderstone with the power of thunder and lightning, a 10,000-year-old iron branch, and a three-striped beast horn ......",

Here, Xingyi even saw a pegasus carved from purple jade, of course, this was not a refining material, but it was more precious than any other refining material in the house.

Jade, a treasure that the whole continent is crazy about. Not only can it automatically attract the source qi from outside the nine heavens into the wearer's body, but it also has the divine effect of warming the soul and leading people to enlightenment.

Among them, the best jade, almost comparable to the fairy root Bodhi tree, is a fatal temptation for the monk.

Over time, jade has evolved into a status symbol, and the more dignitaries of the family wear, the higher the grade of jade.

Looking at the three-grade purple jade Pegasus and the various refining materials stacked in the house, Xing Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "The refiner is worthy of being the most lucrative profession on the mainland."

The weapon is called the second life of the cultivator, and its effect on the monk. It is immeasurable, under normal circumstances, a cultivator will only have one weapon with his own name in his life, and this weapon will continue to run in with the monk and grow together.

And in battle, the natal weapon will inevitably be damaged. That's where the refiner comes in. It is said that the refiner forges only 20% of his income by forging new weapons, and more than 70% of his income comes from repairing weapons.