But when he saw Gu Qingxi's look, his eyes widened and he was stunned.
Why is the image of this stall owner so strange? There are three long thin strips of paper on his forehead.
Gu Qingxi turned to look at the monk, lifted the strips on his forehead, and said faintly: "This is a hairpin."
Why are there several long thin strips of paper on Gu Qingxi's forehead? That is the punishment for playing chess with junior brother Lu Tianyu.
Whoever loses will have a piece of paper stuck on his forehead.
Gu Qingxi has three strips of paper on his forehead, and Lu Tianyu has nine strips of paper on his forehead.
The monk came back to his senses a little, and was stunned again when he heard Gu Qingxi's answer. He looked at the hairpin in his hand, and then looked at Gu Qingxi's serious face, and twitched his mouth: "Sorry, I, I really didn't see it."
He really thought it was a spoon! He was still wondering how someone could refine a defensive magic weapon into the shape of a spoon. It turned out that this is not a spoon at all. What
Gu Qingxi put on the table were all the things she refined when she first learned to refine weapons.
Many of them are yellow-grade magic tools, and there are also a few black-grade magic tools.
The style is not very good, but the defensive effect is still good.
Gu Qingxi thought that after explaining it this way, the monk would definitely dislike it and not buy it, but the monk continued to ask: "How much is this hairpin?"
"Do you really want to buy it?" Gu Qingxi asked in surprise.
The monk laughed: "Although the refining technique of this magic tool is a little rusty, the quality is not low. It can be seen that this should be a very talented refiner who just learned to refine. The defensive effect of this magic tool is definitely better than ordinary black-grade magic tools."
The monk was holding a black-grade defensive magic tool.
"Master, this person has a good eye, he is praising you." Wan Ling quacked. Isn't it true that his master is not only a genius, but also a versatile one!
"Daoyou, how much is this hairpin?" The monk asked again.
Gu Qingxi directly quoted the cost price.
The monk thought he had heard wrongly: "Daoyou, did you say it wrong? Or did I hear it wrong? Although this hairpin is not so good-looking in appearance, its quality is not low."
The price quoted by Gu Qingxi is probably not enough to buy a yellow-grade defensive magic weapon, right?
Why is she selling it at such a low price?
"You are right. Pay the money and take it away." Gu Qingxi said with a smile.
This is also fate. After so long, a customer finally came and took a fancy to the hairpin she made for the first time. Although this hairpin does look a bit like a spoon.
After the monk made sure that he had not heard it wrong, he happily paid the money and took the hairpin away.
After that, there were no more customers.
Gu Qingxi continued to play chess with Lu Tianyu.
After half an hour, the monk who bought the spoon, no, the hairpin magic weapon came back panting, and there was an old man who was also panting beside him.
"Master, here, here." The monk pointed at Gu Qingxi and said.
The monk and the old man stopped in front of the stall. The old man didn't say anything and eagerly picked up the magic weapon on Gu Qingxi's stall and observed it carefully. The more he looked, the more excited he became.
Gu Qingxi and Lu Tianyu turned their heads at the same time to look at the person who appeared in front of their stall. Guessing that the monk just now brought customers again?
Then the actions of Gu Qingxi and Lu Tianyu scared the monk and the old man.
Because Gu Qingxi and Lu Tianyu's foreheads were covered with notes, their faces could no longer be seen.
"Daoyou, what's the matter?" Gu Qingxi calmly lifted all the notes on his forehead and revealed his face. He asked politely, "Is there something wrong with the magic weapon?"
"Yes." The monk nodded, then came back to his senses and shook his head, "No, no."
"What exactly is it?" Gu Qingxi was puzzled.
"It's like this, young lady, I want to ask, who is the person who refined this magic weapon? If it's convenient, can you introduce him to me?" The old man who came with the monk asked politely.
Gu Qingxi was even more confused: "Who are you? What's the matter?"
The cultivator also knew that his master's behavior was too abrupt, so he immediately explained: "Daoyou, I am a disciple of Xuanchuan Sect, and this is my master, Tang Yuanxu, the master of the seventh peak."
Gu Qingxi understood instantly.
Xuanchuan Sect is also one of the ten heavenly sects. This sect has many weapon cultivators, and the weapon refining skills are also superb.
The cultivator who bought the hairpin just now did not wear the sect's clothing, so Gu Qingxi did not know that he was a disciple of Xuanchuan Sect.
It seems that this cultivator bought the hairpin and took it back to show his master, so his master came to the door.
This Tang Yuanxu, Gu Qingxi has heard of his name, is a master of weapon refining, and he is best at refining various defensive magic weapons.
And his wife is also a master of weapon refining, and it is said that she is the master of the sixth peak of Xuanchuan Sect. Good at refining weapons, she is the hammer cultivator with the highest strength requirements among weapon cultivators.
She heard Yun Jiuya say that the love story of these two people is a typical old man and young wife, and Tang Yuanxu is a henpecked husband.
Yun Jiuya was also planning to write a sweet love story based on these two people.
"Why do you want to see the person who made the hairpin?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"I want to take him as my apprentice. Although his refining skills are unfamiliar, it can be seen that he has excellent talent. If he doesn't have a master, I want to take him as my apprentice." Tang Yuanxu said excitedly.
"Thank you for your compliment, senior. However, there is no need to take him as my apprentice." Gu Qingxi smiled and politely refused.
"Daoyou, you didn't even ask my master, but you just rejected my master directly. Isn't that good? What if your friend wants to become his apprentice? My master's refining skills are definitely in the top five in the current cultivation world, not to mention the top three. I think you should ask your friend and listen to your friend's own wishes." The cultivator frowned and said
, "If it was made by my friend and Master Tang appreciated it, I would definitely ask him. But this is not made by my friend."
The cultivator was confused and didn't react to what Gu Qingxi meant.
Tang Yuanxu was even more excited: "You mean you made it? You made this hairpin?"
Gu Qingxi nodded and smiled: "So, I'm sorry, senior. I do have a master, and I will only have this one master in my life."
After hearing this, Tang Yuanxu did not lose his composure, but calmed down and asked, "Little girl, who is your master? Is it the head of the weapon-refining family, the Li family? Or the head of the weapon-refining family, the Zhao family?"
Both families are weapon-refining families, and they are famous. The weapon-refining technique naturally occupies a place in the world of cultivation.
The heads of the two families are both famous weapon-refining masters.
This is why Tang Yuanxu guessed that it was the apprentice of these two big guys.
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