"Jingle Bell!"

In the blacksmith shop in Zizhu Town, there was an extremely stable sound of forging.

The blacksmith Wang looked at Changqing, who was sweating profusely beside the stove, and his face was full of solemnity.

The treasure of the town store that has always been treasured is constantly knocked down by Evergreen at this time, and it is rapidly transformed.

There has never been such a hot and hot stove, and the roasting king dare not get too close.

At first, Changqing wanted to buy a sword.

Later, Changqing fell in love with Lao Wang's treasure of the town, a black and extremely hard ore.

"Can it be cheaper to forge it yourself?"

"Yes."

"Can you sell me this ore?"

"If you can burn soft and move, I can send you."

The dialogue was still vaguely resounding in the shop, accompanied by every hammer of Changqing, which continued to deepen the regret in Lao Wang's heart.

"Don't look at me like that, it's not a high-grade spiritual material, and it's barely able to build a fine blade."

Changqing was a little helpless, "I'll pay." ”

"It's not about money, and besides, my old Wang speaks, and he says nothing!"

Lao Wang asked tentatively: "Xiaoqing, have you considered changing careers?" ”

"I haven't thought about it."

Although the chicken killed the hemp, he changed his career to become a blacksmith?

Am I crazy?

Lao Wang breathed a long sigh of relief, and the urgent sense of crisis in his heart disappeared, "Who did you learn this forging technique from?" ”

"Self-taught."

"How do you manage to drop the hammer steadily, without a bad hammer?"

"Familiar."

Lao Wang was a little confused, he always felt as if he had heard this somewhere.

Dongfang Lan stood beside Changqing, and there was no longer surprise in her beautiful eyes.

Now as long as it's about Changqing, there's nothing that can make her heart ripple again.

Even if Changqing said that he had only learned to forge blades in an instant.

"Lao Wang, your stove is not very good."

"Woohoo!" The sound was accompanied by a puff of white smoke.

In the mist, Changqing held the pincers and held the blade of the cold light.

On the blade of the sword, the fine lines are like the light waves of flowing water.

The sword is completed, the reason is exhausted, the ripples are back, and the flow is illuminated.

"Make do with it."

Changqing began to prepare the hilt and scabbard.

In the blacksmith's shop, there is just purple and blackened bamboo.

After another half an hour, Changqing returned to the courtyard with a purple and black bamboo cane.

Immediately practiced the Qingyun Sword, and the sword light was cold, as if it could split the wind and break the waves.

"If you want to join the Prison Division, it's not difficult. With your understanding, as long as you go to the Imperial City, the assessment will be simple for you. ”

Dongfang Lan watched Changqing practice swordsmanship, and every time she looked at it, she seemed to have some new insights.

This is an extremely terrifying thing, because it means that Changqing's mastery of the Qingyun Sword may be beyond Dongfang Lan's understanding.

This is also an extremely rare opportunity, because at this time, the Qingyun Sword that Changqing used does not have the shadow of any other swordsmanship, and only in this way can she gain understanding.

"Just record, it doesn't matter if you join or not."

Changqing killed more than 100 chickens today, and guaranteed a life span of 700 years.

For Qingyun Gong, Qingyun Sword, and Qingyun Bu, Changqing will naturally not be stingy.

Of course, it also squeezed out hundreds of years, and felt other spells.

"I think that with your steady kindness, you should join the Prison Division, and the Prison Division also needs people like you."

Changqing continued to cultivate, and Dongfang Lan continued: "Joining the Town Prison Division, there are too many benefits, and it is also more convenient to get close to the Imperial City Underground Palace, of course, if you don't want to wait until you are promoted to the Heavenly and Human Realm to enter directly." ”

Changqing collected the summons and returned the sword to the sheath.

The bamboo sword shining with cold light is an ordinary bamboo pole at this time, without the slightest edge.

"I'm going to take the sword and ride the wind and slay the demons. Will there be any restrictions after joining the Prison Division? ”

"What do you mean by limits?"

"If you are a cell boss, you can't kill demons."

"You're thinking too much, the two you saw today are not the same as the Imperial City. I only hope that after you join the Imperial City's Prison Division, you won't want to give up because of the heavy tasks. ”

"That's great."

Changqing said, and had already come to the corner of the courtyard and fetched a few buckets of water.

"You're going to take a shower again?"

Dongfang Lan was puzzled for a while.

Changqing rubbed it in his arms and spread out his hand, showing a mud dragon.

Dongfang Lan was silent.

She knew what it was, but she didn't know why it was happening.

Changqing's body seemed to be constantly washing the meridians and cutting the marrow, even the most precious Tianji Pill on the continent did not have this effect.

Could it be that Changqing also has a special physique?

Among the spirits, there is a kind of unsullied body, which can make itself pure and pure.

Could it be that Changqing has really become a sperm?

"Why don't you practice the exercises? For cultivators, running the exercises is also equivalent to resting. Cultivators, be self-disciplined. ”

Dongfang Lan couldn't help but ask when she watched Changqing take a bath, eat and lie in the yard again.

"A true cultivator, when work and rest are combined, rest on time, eat a reasonable diet, and have a balanced match, this is called self-discipline."

The corners of Changqing's mouth raised, "Just kidding, in fact, I'm really cultivating now." ”

"Why do you always sleep in the yard?"

"For cultivation."

"Why are you ......?"

"For cultivation."

Dongfang Lan was speechless, Changqing's answer seemed perfunctory, but he always said it seriously.

When Changqing's faint snoring sounded, his body lit up with a white light again.

Oriental Orchid is confirmed.

What Changqing said may be true.

Because......

Evergreen has really become a sperm!

"There can't be a spirit cultivation method on the mainland, and even if there is, people don't need to learn it, and they can't learn it."

Dongfang Lan fell into deep thought.

"Unless, he can live like a spirit for hundreds or thousands of years."

"No, maybe not enough."

couldn't figure it out, so Dongfang Lan blamed this strangeness on the immaculate body.

Perhaps human beings will have such a special physique.

"Bang bang bang!"

A quick knock on the door woke Changqing up.

Changqing's sleepy eyes opened his hazy eyes.

"Oh no! Something's wrong, there's something big! ”

"Someone is cheating the corpse again?"

Changqing jumped up and grabbed the bamboo sword next to the recliner.

The person who came was a well-known bricklayer in the village, and at this time, he was holding a brick knife tremblingly in his hand.

"It's the chicken that has become a sperm!"

The bricklayer's face was frightened, and when he came to Changqing's side, his mood stabilized slightly, "Mayor Li asked me to call you over, that chicken has already injured more than a dozen people!" ”

"Take me there!"

Changqing hurriedly said, and then added: "Which chicken has become sperm, you tell me, I run fast." ”

"Chickens in Mayor Li's backyard! That chicken came and went without a trace, it was terrible! ”

Changqing stomped his feet and stepped on the green clouds.

The figure floated away in an instant, and disappeared at the end of the alley in the blink of an eye.

"Mortal Perfection?"

Dongfang Lan looked up at the sky, the moon was bright and clean, and there was no cloud.

"The aura tide should have passed, and if it didn't become a spirit before, then it is even more impossible now...... Odd. ”

Dongfang Lan hurriedly chased after him.