Geng Qiaoer has a unique talent.

Without any systematic training, she mastered extremely professional mechanical knowledge simply by recycling scrap parts. There was not a single scrap of copper or iron sent for recycling that she could not recognize.

You know, even her father, Lao Geng, would make mistakes every now and then, and lose a day's meal or a drink.

Geng Da got married to the patrolman's sister, and the next year, he had a big fat boy.

Geng Er was in love with the daughter of a minor official in the city.

Geng Qiaoer still stays in the yard every day, keeping company with gold, iron, wood and stone.

Countless montages flashed before Lu Qing's eyes.

He saw Geng Qiao'er checking scrap in the yard, comparing the amount to Geng Er, and then letting him bargain. He also saw Old Geng and Geng Qiao'er being invited by officials to the city to inspect a metal road network leading to the outside world. And she alone in the warehouse, using various scrap parts to assemble a stylish two-wheeled motor vehicle...

The following year, a monk who came here on official business heard about Geng Qiaoer's unique talent and came to ask for advice.

The two talked in the yard for a day and a night.

Geng Qiaoer's eyes were sunken, but she seemed to have endless things to say.

The monk looked excited and regarded Geng Qiaoer as a close friend.

At dawn, the monk saw the drowsy Geng Qiao'er and realized that she was just a mortal. Then, he hurriedly took out a magic pill and asked Geng Qiao'er to take it.

After Geng Qiaoer took it, she felt relaxed immediately, and the fatigue accumulated over a day and a night was swept away within a few minutes.

Another day and night passed.

The two of them served as master and apprentice to each other, and both of them broadened their horizons.

It was not until someone from another immortal sect came to look for the cultivator that the cultivator reluctantly left.

Lu Qing noticed that the person who came to see this cultivator was wearing a green Taoist robe. This cultivator must have been invited by the Cangxia Sect.

After communicating with the monks, Geng Qiaoer was greatly inspired and directly pieced together several mechanical skeletons.

But the core of these machines is empty.

As a mortal, Geng Qiaoer could not understand the operation of spiritual energy.

Therefore, Geng Qiaoer could only sigh in despair.

Half a month later, after finishing his official duties, the monk found Geng Qiaoer again and invited her to work in his sect.

The cultivator explained very clearly that Geng Qiaoer did not have the qualifications to cultivate immortality, but she had a very high talent for mechanics. If she went to the sect, her status would not be too low, but her upper limit would also not be high.

Although there are a series of clauses, if Geng Qiaoer joins the sect, her family will be able to live in peace and have no worries about food and clothing. Her family descendants, if they have the qualifications to cultivate immortality, will also enjoy the privilege of joining the sect first.

It's impossible to say I'm not moved.

But there was one clause among these that made Geng Qiaoer give up the idea.

After joining the sect, one is not allowed to leave without the sect leader's order.

As a sect, for the sake of safety, mortals who are involved in core technology projects within the sect must be strictly "protected". This is reasonable.

But Geng Qiaoer developed a fear of this life that she could see the end of.

She refused.

The monk was not angry at Geng Qiaoer's refusal.

He promised Geng Qiaoer that as long as she was willing, the door of their sect would always be open to her.

Before leaving, the monk gave Geng Qiaoer a jade pendant.

After the monk left, the reputation of Geng's courtyard soared!

But after Geng Qiaoer's parents knew that their daughter had rejected such an opportunity, they could not sleep all night. Although they were not angry with Geng Qiaoer, they could not help but lament beside her from time to time.

After hearing this so many times, Geng Qiaoer had no other way to deal with it except to feel helpless.

Apart from machinery, Geng Qiaoer's only hobby is watching the stars at night.

To this end, she also made several telescopes with extremely high magnification.

Her eyes were so bright when she looked at the stars.

Lu Qing also began to become curious about how this predecessor of the Cangxia Sect embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.

Could it be that she has always been a mortal?

While Lu Qing was thinking, the montage stopped.

evening.

While the family went out for a walk, Geng Qiaoer was counting the goods.

"Excuse me, is this the Geng family?"

Two young men in ordinary clothes appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Geng Qiaoer looked up and agreed.

As soon as the words fell.

Geng Qiaoer saw the two men, jumped lightly, and stepped into the yard. One of them rushed into the house, and the other one, holding a shiny machete in his hand, chopped at her.

She was completely terrified.

But her instinct made her subconsciously dodge sideways.

A muffled sound.

Geng Qiaoer only felt a sharp pain in her left arm, and a warm feeling gushed out along her left arm.

Her left arm left her body and fell to the ground.

Geng Qiaoer turned around, and all she could see was the arm that had fallen to the ground and the young man who was chasing after her. For a moment, she didn't know which one to look at.

She wanted to scream, but her throat felt like it was frozen and she couldn't move.

So she fled towards the pile of waste in the yard.

"There's no one in the house! Leave someone alive first!"

A man's voice came from inside the house.

"good."

The man who chopped off Geng Qiaoer's arm responded, took out a talisman, and ignited it with his spiritual energy.

A thin film spread out and covered half of the yard.

Both of them are monks.

Geng Qiaoer covered her arm and moved around like a headless fly.

Her thoughts began to become confused.

There was nothing she could do.

She felt weak all over.

She fell beside a piece of scrap and became motionless.

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