Su Ming was only sixteen years old, and he didn't want to die!

Retract your thoughts.

Su Ming lowered his gaze to the black spiritual ore the size of a fingernail on the desk.

He stretched out his hand and picked up this fingernail-sized spiritual ore, this spiritual ore was called Iron Essence, which was a common material for refining first-order magic weapons.

This piece of iron essence the size of a fingernail has a net weight of only one tael, and it costs about 100 broken spirits.

In the past two years, in addition to the 10 spirit stones that Su Ming paid for rent last year, most of the remaining 40 spirit stones have been invested in the purchase of iron essence.

Counting the spirit stones spent on renting the fire room, Su Ming had refined a total of 25 magic weapons in the past two years.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out once.

After thinking about it, Su Ming took out the iron essence from the package, counted out 50 broken spirits, and then put the remaining broken spirits back into the dark compartment behind the bookshelf along with the two jade slips.

Later, he found a small cloth bag in the room, put 50 broken spirits and iron hardware into it, and stuffed it into his arms.

Getting ready, Su Ming finally took down a thick notebook from the shelf.

What is recorded in this notebook is Su Ming's experience of refining magic weapons for two years.

Due to the limited number of spirit stones and the lack of teaching, Su Ming especially cherished every opportunity to refine weapons.

In the past two years, every time he failed to refine a magic weapon, he would review all the problems encountered in the process of refining the magic weapon and think of a clear way to solve them, so that he would carry out the next refining.

It was also with this kind of tenacious perseverance that Su Ming was able to overcome the three major difficulties of refining, fusion, and shaping in the process of refining first-order magic weapons in just two years.

Now what stands in front of Su Ming is only the last difficulty, the carving array!

This is also the most difficult of the four steps of refining.

So far, Su Ming has failed thirteen times.

Although he would summarize the reasons for his failure every time, he still couldn't see any hope until he successfully refined the Qingguang Sword, a first-order low-grade magic weapon.

Su Ming sat at his desk and carefully looked through the notes he had written in Chinese.

This kind of writing is unique in this world, and it is not afraid of revealing anything.

After a long time, Su Ming closed the thick note and sighed: "Although the Qingguang Sword only has four formations, I can only engrave two layers, if only I could break through to the fourth layer of Qi training."

With the help of divine sense, it must be much easier to refine the weapon. ”

Shaking his head and throwing the unrealistic thoughts out of his mind, Su Ming's eyes became sharp.

"The last refiner, no matter what, you have to fight!"

Su Ming said secretly in his heart.

......

"Squeak!"

The door of the T-19 shop opens.

Su Ming, who was dressed in a silk gown, with a thin figure and a slightly immature face, walked out of the door.

"Yo, isn't this the little daughter-in-law of the Su family? What's the matter, it's out of confinement? ”

As soon as he went out, a sneer rang in his ears.

Su Ming raised his head, and a middle-aged monk with a tall and thin figure and a narrow face was standing opposite the Su family's shop.

At the feet of the tall and thin monks, there is a basket of spiritual rice like golden beads, which is the golden bead rice, which is most suitable for monks in the Qi refining period.

The tall and thin monk, like the Su family's previous business, opened a grocery store that mainly sold spiritual rice.

In addition, the two stores are door-to-door, and there are often disputes.

It's just that Father Su's cultivation is the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, which is two layers taller than the tall and thin monk in front of him, and the disputes between the two sides mostly end with the Su family taking advantage.

This also made the tall and thin monk hate the Su family's father and son even more.

When Su Ming heard this ridicule, he only glanced up at Yang Laoliu, then lowered his head again, closed the door with his back, and walked towards the street.

Yang Lao Liu saw that Su Ming ignored him, and the evil fire in his heart boiled, and the words on his lips became more and more presumptuous: "Little lady of the Su family, your heart is really ruthless, your father died outside Qingshuifang City, and you don't even give your father a corpse?" Gee. ”

As he spoke, Yang Lao Liu clasped his hands and mocked him, "Oh, I forgot, your father was eaten by a demon beast, and there is no corpse to collect, haha......"

Hearing this, Su Ming paused.

An irrepressible violent emotion rose from the bottom of Su Ming's heart, he slowly turned his head, his eyes stared at Yang Lao Liu, and he didn't say a word.

Yang Lao Liu looked at Su Ming as if he was about to eat people, and his heart was shocked at first, and then his anger rose.

Little cub!

Yang Lao Liu was about to continue his foul language, when a cough interrupted his next words.

"Yang Lao Liu, everyone is a neighbor, if you make such a fuss, will you still be able to do business?"

This time, it was an old man who was thin and over sixty years old, and unlike ordinary mortal old men, this old man's eyes were very bright and bright, and his temperament was extraordinary.

Next to the old man, followed by a girl about ten years old, the girl wore a pair of pigtails, wore a big red gown, and a red skirt underneath, jumping and jumping, very innocent and lively.

"Gong Lao!"

Seeing the old man, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of Yang Lao Liu, who was still arrogant just now, and he hurriedly arched his hand towards the old man.

The old man surnamed Gong nodded, then looked at Su Ming, and said, "Xiao Su, if there is any difficulty, just tell Grandpa Gong, don't die alone." ”

Hearing this, Su Ming's heart swelled with warmth.

These two grandsons of the Gong family are one of the few good people he has met after crossing over.

On the side, the granddaughter of the Gong family drilled out a small head from his grandfather's side, tilted her head and said, "Brother Su Ming, come to my house for dinner in the evening, my family has braised lingbeard fish tonight, it's delicious!" ”

Hearing Gong Xiaomei's kind and soft words, Su Ming's heart warmed, but he still shook his head and refused: "Gong Lao, Xiaocai, I have something to do at night, next time." ”

With that, Su Ming dragged his thin body and slowly walked out of the T-shaped street and walked towards Dongfang District.

......

Qingshuifang City was established thirty years ago when the Moyun Master killed a Mojiao entrenched in Chiyun Peak.

Su Ming raised his head and looked at the towering Chiyun Peak in the east.

Qingshuifang City was established at the foot of Chiyun Peak Mountain, and the entire Fang City was shrouded in the formation laid by the people of Moyun, and was not disturbed by external evils.

Backed by the mountain of the Venerable Moyun, the development of Qingshuifang City has been booming in the past 30 years.

Not only the loose cultivators of Shangyang County, but also the scattered cultivators and family monks of other counties often come to Qingshuifang City to buy and sell goods.

It seems to have developed into a small trading city for monks.

Because of this, the rental of shops in Shimizubo City is becoming more and more popular.

However, the Venerable Master Mo Yun was very nostalgic for the past, and he decreed that the first batch of monks and their heirs who followed him to set up a shop in Qingshuifang would enjoy the right of first refusal to lease the shop for life.

Su's father was one of the first monks to open a grocery store in Qingshuifang City.

Now that Su's father is dead, this preferential lease naturally falls to Su Ming.

Dongfang District is about a dozen miles away from Xifang District, where Su Ming lives, and with Su Ming's foot strength, it takes less than half a pillar of incense to arrive.

When Su Ming came to Dongfang District, he didn't pay attention to the streets with a large number of bustling shops, but walked to a workshop that operated a fire room on leased land.