A tall, ornate painting boat is slowly moving slowly on Yingyue Lake very untimely. Wherever the ship passed, the long-frozen lake melted away. Accompanied by strings and pipa, several dancing girls danced like butterflies in the ship's main cabin. Leng Manyun, who was on the main table, was in a rare mood at the moment, and Danfeng, who had never been angry and self-assured, also had a rare smile in his eyes.

Gently shaking the gold bottle in her hand, she from time to time saluted the distinguished guests on the table under her hand. For a while, they were staggered, smiling and laughing, and they were really happy with the guests and hosts.

Zhao Ying landed in the study and paced back and forth, walking around casually. In this way, the discomfort caused by sitting in front of the desk for a long time and dealing with everything in the shop has improved slightly.

"Shopkeeper Yin, can I ask you a question about refining?" Lan Er leaned over and asked while beating Zhao Yingluo's back.

"Tell me, if I knew any problem, I would have taught it to me. Zhao Yingluo made a cross-eye, but pretended to be serious.

Lan'er's face was a little deformed because of her smile. "Why are you so serious? A small repair in the cold dew period gave another small shrimp in the atomization period, and said some experiences and experiences in refining. It's so serious, and it's called teaching. Oops, I'm laughing to death. The little girl bent down and covered her mouth, but finally couldn't hold back her laughter.

Her good mood also infected Zhao Yingluo. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he kicked her little boots, and he asked seemingly casually: "What's the matter, do you still ask? If you don't ask, hurry up and clean up the reception room, can you see if you can still pick up people there?"

"Ask, of course you have to ask" As she spoke, the little girl pressed Zhao Yingluo and sat in the tall Taishi chair behind the door.

"Hey, what is this?" he asked, looking at the new, poorly handmade coarse cloth cushion on the back of his chair.

Obviously, this should be Lan'er's handiwork, and at the moment she was blushing, as if she wanted to explain something.

"Tomorrow, no, take it now. The quality is so poor, I don't have to make people laugh at it, I have to taste it. “

"If something is beautiful, it must be good? As everyone knows, a witch in the eyes of one person may be a fairy in the eyes of another. And vice versa. “

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, and Zhao Yingluo's shock at this moment is beyond measure. In the past, when the old grandmother was there, she often said a sentence on her lips, but now it is coming from the mouth of such a little girl, how can he accept it at this time?

Lan'er's question made him think deeply. When refining the weapon, it is necessary to start fire, whether it is the fire of the center of the earth, the alien fire of heaven and earth like the soul of the assassin, or the natal fire ...... cultivated by the monk after the cultivation of the cold dew period. This group of fire flames controlled by the monks is used to refine fire attribute spiritual materials, especially those heavenly and earthly treasures that contain powerful fire attribute spiritual power, how to better integrate and coexist with the fire spirit power in these spiritual materials is indeed a major matter that has always plagued the refiners.

"Countering violence with violence". This is the solution that my grandmother gave before. From her old man's point of view, this method may be understandable. After all, she is a great cultivator who has cultivated to the highest level, and she also has the alien fire of heaven and earth such as the soul assassination. The refining of idle spiritual materials is not a problem for them. But at the moment, Lan'er's problem was for a group of ordinary refiners, so at this moment, Zhao Yingluo didn't have it at all, and it was impossible to find a perfect solution.

"Don't think about it, the servant has already solved it for you. In the blink of an eye, Lan'er casually handed Zhao Ying an old album.

"That, the slave found it from the middle of a book this morning. As he spoke, his slender jade pointed to a corner of the study.

"Yinluo, come over here. Yu Wenshuang shouted at the door.

There is also a little girl like Lan'er in her house, pouring water and serving tea. As the big shopkeeper, Yu Wenshuang has to do everything himself. This really didn't make him understand, but the explanation she gave was: "I'm not used to it, I'm not comfortable." “

When people say it, he just listens to it. There is no need to be too serious.

Looking at the two condensation pills, Yuwenshuang smiled happily, as if this was her own alchemy harvest that she hadn't slept all night. She took out a white jade bottle with her backhand, and after incorporating two of them into it, she casually handed it to Zhao Yingluo.

"One is your reward, and the other is that the firm needs you to break through the bottleneck in the late stage of Cold Dew, so that you can start refining the Soul Nourishing Pill. As Yu Wenshuang spoke, he handed over a few packets of materials for refining condensation and soul nourishing pills.

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Before it was time to finish work, Yuwen Shuoyue waited in Zhao Yingluo's reception room in advance. As soon as he could leave, they went out to dinner together. At this moment, he was leisurely drinking the hot tea handed over by Lan'er.

He still has a good impression of this little girl who treats people and receives things quite decently. So, under the influence of his heart, an azure porcelain vase with a thin neck and a bulging belly was stuffed into Lan'er's hand for him.

When the cork opened, a strong medicinal fragrance spread. In her clean and clear apricot eyes, a flash of joy flashed at the moment.

"What's the matter, how does Young Master Ben's shot compare to your Yin shopkeeper?"

"This is a comparison between the rich man's spending and the poor man's last copper plate. The servant did not dare to speak, nor did he want to speak. However, thank you, thank you, Second Young Master. “

"Collusion, collusion. It's boring, little girl, it's boring for you to do this. “

"Does the second young master want to say, 'If there is a master, there must be a servant'? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the servant is like this. “

"You...... Hey, but Master Ben likes it. Isn't it like me to him?"

Xu was on an errand beside the great monk of the Jiji period, and he was too depressed. Now when he faced Lan'er, an innocent and innocent little girl, he couldn't help but talk more.

When night fell, Zhao Yingluo, Yuwen Shuoyue and Lan'er were sitting in a tavern called "Drunken Love" in Giant Lane at the moment. Yuwen Shuoyue likes the leisure and tranquility here, and Zhao Yingluo and Lan'er are also happy. After a busy day, make an appointment with three or two friends, sit here comfortably, look at the moon from the window, write poems and poems, and conspire to get drunk, which is also a kind of beautiful enjoyment.

At this moment, Yuwen Shuang is sitting in the study of his father, who is also the eldest master of the Yuwen family, Yuwen Changfeng.

"Shuang'er, this is what you want, although this thing is not very valuable to the Terran monks, it is also quite rare. What makes the father puzzled is that it is rare, but it is only beneficial to the monks who are close to the monks in the thinking period, I don't know what you want to do? Alas, the father does not ask much, this is all, remember that this thing must not fall into the hands of the people of the sea clan. Speaking of which, his good-looking and somewhat excessive eyes showed a little solemnity.