Xia Pingsheng turned around and said lightly: "Young Master Han is polite, and he personally sent it out." ”

Han Fenglai said: "The younger generation passed by Yujing on a study tour, and I didn't dare to disturb the peace of the seniors. But since you're lucky enough to meet it, how can you not come to see it?"

Xia Pingsheng smiled meaninglessly, "'Yetian' is interested in this small place thousands of miles away?"

Han Fenglai immediately said: "Everything depends on Lord Yan's decision." His words to make his position clear were said quickly and did not leave any room for ambiguity for himself, so loyal and honest that even Xia Pingsheng couldn't help but glance at him.

After Xia Pingsheng and Yan Kaiting left, Han Fenglai stood in place for a while before turning back to the "Gathering Courtyard".

Qian Bo was cleaning up the cups in the room, neither of them had any shelves, most of their daily lives were done by themselves, and they rarely let the Yan family's guest house servants enter the house, and the people were happy to be lazy.

Han Fenglai walked to the table and sat down, his divine sense turned around for a while, and then he said, "The one sitting in the 'Heavenly Craftsman' is really a master of forging heaven!"

More than 30 years ago, there was a brilliant figure in the refiner, called "Forging Heaven", although he only appeared in front of people for a short year from fame to complete disappearance, but he has been remembered by the industry to this day, that is the same person who can be respected as a master as the owner of "Yetian Workshop".

Qian Bo's expression froze, and he said suspiciously: "Shouldn't it? In the past two days, the craftsmanship of 'Tiangong Kaiwu' is exquisite, but there are few sets of its own drawings, and it can only be regarded as a tool-making workshop." Isn't the 'Forging Heaven' planning to pass on the mantle here?"

Han Fenglai shook his head and said, "Let's wait and see, I always feel that the current state of the 'Heavenly Creation' is a little weird, I'm afraid it's not just the servant who betrays the master." ”

The small courtyard where Xia Pingsheng lives is in the most secluded corner of the guest courtyard, called "Snow Domain", and there is only one plant inside and outside the courtyard, which is Bingling pine. The trees are leafless all year round, and the pine needles are covered with a mist like ice flowers all year round, making it look as if you are in a snowy area.

After Xia Pingsheng moved in, the nearby road was adjusted, and there was only one path leading to the courtyard. And Xia Pingsheng's life is extremely simple, even the sprinkling and sweeping are done by himself, and there are almost no people here.

From the outside, the scale and area of the houses in the "Snow Courtyard" are similar to those of other courtyards, but the furnishings are minimal. However, almost no one knew that if the owner led it, it would be another world after stepping through the door.

Before Yan Kaiting landed, there was still a wooden floor under his feet, but after stepping in, he stood on the light cyan jade ground. This is the so-called Ritual Cave Mansion, and the entrance is connected to the study of the Snow Courtyard.

This cave is not big, just a main hall, two side halls, and a small scale, complete refining workshop.

Yan Kaiting has become more and more estranged from Xia Pingsheng in recent years, and he hasn't been here for a long time. As soon as he stood still, he subconsciously looked around, and the hall was still the same as in his memory, and even the color of the cushions on the collapse had not changed.

Xia Pingsheng said as he walked towards the passage on the left: "In recent years, the 'Yetian Workshop' has expanded extremely strongly, and it has brought most of the monks and craftsmen in the four southern states under its command, but I didn't expect them to turn their target to ordinary workshops so quickly. ”

Yan Kaiting followed Xia Pingsheng through the corridor and entered the refining workshop, silently, only listening carefully.

Xia Pingsheng said: "For the Craftsman Mansion, having a strong sect master is not a bad thing, but it is not all a good thing. The little guy from the Han family stayed here, it was arranged by Qi Xiong, you just know it. ”

Yan Kaiting said slowly: "You still don't have any suggestions at all?"

Xia Pingsheng stopped in front of a black stone platform with stars and silver dots, and said, "'Heavenly Creation' is your thing, and you can decide this matter yourself." I can't be here all the time. ”

Yan Kaiting Huo Ran raised his head and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this?"

Xia Pingsheng's palm brushed from the surface of the stone platform, and a layer of blue flames rose, and gradually the edges flashed with vermilion light, dyeing Xia Pingsheng's white hair with a layer of crimson.

Xia Pingsheng didn't answer, but said to himself: "My Dao has a master's inheritance, and I don't want you to get started, so I can't teach you." But the refining tool is a method that I obtained on my own, and I gave you all seven stages in total. How much have you learned?"

Yan Kaiting didn't know how to answer for a while.

If you look at it from the perspective of others, Xia Pingsheng's words are a little knowing, since he took over Yan Kaiting's upbringing from the first day, the naughty child at that time had not studied hard.

Xia Pingsheng's attitude has always been tepid, and when the class time comes, the children will be pulled out from the sky and the earth, and the class will be finished by pressing them in front of the desk. In this case, almost no one believed that Yan Kaiting could learn anything.

And when Xia Pingsheng taught the foundation of refining weapons for the first time, even Yan Kaiting himself was surprised. As the young master of the craftsman's house, his father never mentioned a word-by-word workshop to him, but Xia Pingsheng, who didn't touch the "heavenly creation" at all on weekdays, wanted to give him refining enlightenment.

As for what Xia Pingsheng taught, whether Yan Kaiting learned it or not, and how much he learned, only Yan Kaiting himself knew. Xia Pingsheng has always seemed to be only responsible for teaching, not knowing.

Yan Kaiting suddenly found that he had clenched his fists at some point, he exhaled, relaxed his five fingers, and asked, "Why did you teach me refining in the first place? Is it because I have talent?"

Xia Pingsheng smiled and said, "I can't see the talent, but don't you like refining weapons?"

Yan Kaiting was dumbfounded, Xia Pingsheng's answer was far from what he had always imagined, but it left him speechless. Could it be that when the child is still complaining about the age, someone sees his longing in his eyes?

Xia Pingsheng gently knocked on the stone countertop, full of urging.

Yan Kaiting exhaled lightly and said, "Don't use that." ”

He picked out a heptogem stone and a crystal stone from the shelf next to him, both of which were very easy to refine and were most suitable for quick shaping.

Then a red flame appeared from Yan Kaiting's fingertips, which was the Chiyang Earth Fire, which belonged to the high-grade fire, and it was also the foundation for the Yan family to become a famous craftsman in Yongzhou.

At the core of the main mansion workshop, the fire spirits collected by the ancestors of the Yan family have been transmitted to various important nodes through the fire dragon channel for forging and smelting in the huge workshop. And as long as the Yan family's bloodline has fire attributes, it can be used by cultivating the secret method and getting a wisp of earth fire power from the fire spirit.

Obtaining at least one type of Alien Fire is a prerequisite for the refiner to get started. For those monks who do not have ready-made fire spirits, the first step in their cultivation is to trek through mountains and rivers to find the fire that they can use. This is the natural convenience of learning refining tools after the craftsman's house.

Xia Pingsheng did not show surprise at Yan Kaiting's ability to take out the Chiyang Earth Fire, but only watched carefully as he refined the two stones into juice, which was translucent and did not scatter, floating in Yan Kaiting's palm.

Then the mass of liquid stone quickly stretched out into various shapes, as if an invisible hand was kneading and shaping. At the same time, the transparent liquid gradually turned gray, as if it was about to solidify again.

Immediately after, a wisp of purple lightning erupted from Yan Kaiting's fingertips, only the size of the tip of the pen that is usually used to draw the soft pen of the rune array, like a flexible pen tip, drawing the magic circle on the liquid mass of stone that will not be condensed.

After a few moments, the stone liquid was finalized, and it was an arrow half the size of a palm, with several carvings of flowing light on it.