"It seems to be coming from around here."
Someone twitched his nose, sniffed and searched, and then found the area near the shop where Ning Zhishui was.
The smell around here is the strongest, but I can't tell which one it is from.
But soon, someone found it.
It was so easy to find. All the other shops were open to welcome customers, and I could see what was going on inside at a glance. It clearly didn't look like anyone was refining weapons.
The door of Ning Zhishui's room was half open. When he got closer, he could smell a very strong smell, but there were no guests coming in or out.
“It’s here!”
"Hey, it looks like a little girl?"
"This little girl is actually refining weapons on her own?!"
Everyone was amazed.
Ning Zhishui could naturally feel people stopping and whispering, but she didn't have time to care about these things and just focused on the magic weapon.
The magic weapon she chose for her aunt was needles, a set of nine needles.
At the beginning, my aunt was not familiar with the use and could not control it well, so she could only use one or two.
Later, as her strength increases and she becomes more proficient in magic tools, the number of roots will gradually increase.
The needle is as thin as a cow hair, and it is difficult to be noticed even if it flies towards you.
There are also disadvantages, that is, it cannot be too far away from its owner, and cannot be controlled and attacked at a super long distance.
But for example, ordinary swords are still much farther away.
This kind of tiny magical weapon is a great test of the weapon refiner's level, so Ning Zhishui was also very focused.
Everyone outside the door was stunned.
Watching an expert do something, especially this kind of "handmade" work, is actually very aesthetically pleasing.
It's not that refining equipment itself is beautiful, but the process of making it is somewhat addictive.
Watching it transform from imperfect to perfect, step by step into something you never expected, this sense of accomplishment is something even bystanders can deeply feel.
People in the world like to follow trends, and so do monks.
As more and more people stood at the door, stretching their necks to look inside, those passing by would also stop and try to find out what was going on.
"What's going on in there?"
"Don't you smell it? This is a weapon for refining!"
"Practicing in the store? Who is it?"
"I don't know, a little girl...very powerful!"
"Fellow Daoist, can you please give way for a moment and let me take a look?"
"I want to see it too. I can refine weapons too!"
There was even a small commotion in order to compete for the best viewing spot.
When Gao Yue bought Qingling Essence for Ning Zhishui and was about to return to the shop, he saw that his shop was blocked by a crowd of people.
At first he didn't know it was his own store, and he was wondering why the medicine store next door became so popular that people lined up outside the store.
But as he got closer, he felt something was wrong.
When Gao Yue confirmed that this was not the store next door but his own store, his heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, is something wrong with Ning Zhishui?
He quickened his pace and ran over, reaching out to push away the people who were watching the show.
"...It's amazing! The prototype has even emerged."
"It looks like a hidden weapon, quite small."
"I can't believe she's so talented at such a young age!"
"Don't be impatient, wait and see, it's not done yet."
"I think it will definitely work. I've seen people refine weapons, and the process was nowhere near as smooth as hers."
"The future is limitless."
Gao Yue's outstretched hand paused.
Why does he feel like he doesn't understand something?
It turns out that there was no problem with Ning Zhishui, but that the weapon was refined too well?
But isn’t it a bit too exaggerated to have so many people watching?
"Excuse me, what are you looking at?"
Gao Yue heard a clear voice speaking from behind him.
"There's a little girl refining weapons inside. Her technique is quite sophisticated and she's quite skilled." An older male cultivator nearby turned around and answered after hearing this.
Gao Yue turned around and saw a blue-clothed male cultivator with an outstanding temperament standing there. It was he who asked the question.
"Really? Excuse me."
Gao Yue clearly saw the male cultivator's eyes light up, and then he squeezed forward.
Although he is tall and the place is crowded, he is surprisingly agile and reached the door in no time.
Dongfang Jing stood at the door and looked inside.
The girl in green sat in front of the refining furnace, her eyes focused and her hands moving non-stop.
One person, one stove, one utensil, there is an indescribable sense of fusion and harmony.
Dongfang Jing was a little dazed, and in a trance he seemed to see the dazzling woman at the weapon refining conference again.
She single-handedly fought her way through the siege of so many masters and their disciples, which was a huge surprise and shocked everyone.
She was the same at that time, walking slowly towards the platform, as bright as the daytime sun, making it impossible to look away.
At that time, her temperament was colder, like a sharp sword, who would be hurt if anyone approached her, and that was her weapon for self-protection.
Dongfang Jing came back to his senses. The girl in front of him gradually merged with the cold and beautiful woman's face, and the expression on his face became softer and softer.
only--
Could she have mastered refining equipment so early? This seemed to contradict what he knew.
Gao Yue frowned.
He watched the man in blue staring into the room in a daze, his eyes showing complex expressions of nostalgia, regret, attachment, and remorse.
I don’t know if it was directed at Ning Zhishui, or if he was thinking of someone else through her.
Well, it must be the latter.
"Move aside."
Gao Yue pushed away the person in front of him.
His actions were a bit rough and the person being pushed was a little unhappy, but when he turned around and saw his cold face, he shut up.
Gao Yue walked to the side of the man in blue, glanced at him, and then opened the half-closed door.
Ning Zhishui didn't even raise his eyes, but kept looking at the ten needles whose shapes became more and more refined.
Dongfang Jing saw Gao Yue walk into the store in a familiar manner, and try to close the door with his backhand, as if he wanted to block out all eyes, so he guessed that he must be the shopkeeper.
"I'm looking for Ning Zhishui." He stepped forward and said in a low voice.
"Do you know each other?" Gao Yue was surprised.
"right."
"Then come in and wait."
After letting Dongfang Jing in, Gao Yue closed the door regardless of the wailing outside.
It's so noisy, aren't you afraid of disturbing Ning Zhishui while he's refining his weapon?
There was only one chair in the room. Dongfang Jing had no intention of sitting down after coming in. He just stood at the door and looked at Ning Zhishui quietly.
Gao Yue approached Ning Zhishui and quietly placed a bottle next to her, which contained the ingredients he had just bought.
Ning Zhishui started using it after a while, wrapping the needle evenly, but then stopped.
"Why didn't you continue refining?" Dongfang Jing asked, feeling a little unsatisfied.
"It's still a long time. It won't be finished in a short time."
Ning Zhishui put away the semi-finished product.
It’s just a prototype now, but the more detailed and troublesome parts are still to come and cannot be completed in a short time.
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