Chapter 32 Lingzhuzi is so handsome! Fuli is a hand...
Fu Li put one hand on her waist and pointed at his flustered back with the other and laughed.
Lingzhuzi ran for a while before realizing that this was a new place. He didn't know where his room was, so he came back with his arms folded and a sour face.
"Hey, are you angry?" Fu Li leaned over and pinched his face. Ling Zhuzi turned his head away and gave her a blank look to show that he didn't want to pay attention to her.
Fu Li was completely unfazed by his cold expression. Ignoring his superficial resistance, she untied his folded arms and held his left arm, shaking it. "Lingzhuzi, dear Lingzhuzi, I was just joking with you. Don't be angry, will you?"
Before long, Ling Zhuzi couldn't hold it in any longer. He glared at her unhappily and frowned, saying, "Aren't you going to take me to see the room? Why don't you hurry up?"
Fu Li's eyes lit up, and she said with a grin, "Let's go, let's go, let's go now."
Of the thirteen houses in that row, the one in the middle was used as an inner hall for receiving guests, the one on the left was Hua Jing Yuanjun's residence, and the one on the right was Fu Li's room.
The room left for Lingzhuzi is on the right side of Fuli. The two rooms are next to each other, and you can see them every time you look up or down.
After entering the door, there is a screen in front of you. It was made by someone when Fu Li was in Boyi. It was originally placed in Lingzhuzi's room in the Grand Tutor's Mansion. It was specially cleaned out when he left, and now it is placed here again.
Outside the screen was a lacquer table, with a seat on each side, each with a wooden support.
On the left side of the screen was a small weapons rack with several popular weapons on it. On the right side was a long table with several bamboo scrolls on it.
Lingzhuzi went forward and flipped through the books. They were the same volumes he had read before leaving the Grand Tutor's Mansion.
Around the screen is the inner room, which is relatively small and only contains a low wooden couch covered with a half-worn bamboo mat.
At that time, most people used straw mats, but this bamboo mat was specially made for him by Fu Li. The craftsmen were skilled in crafting the red thread through the bamboo strips to form the Chinese character "万" (wan) in the center of the mat, in accordance with Fu Li's requirements.
"Wan" means many and large, which means perfection at this time, and is also Fu Li's blessing to Ling Zhuzi.
In fact, she wanted the craftsmen to weave the word "Fu", but this word did not exist at that time, so she could only use the word "Wan" which had the closest meaning.
Looking at the house that was no different from the residence of the Grand Tutor, Lingzhuzi's face showed a rare gentle expression.
Fu Li asked proudly, "How is it? Are you satisfied? I personally watched them set it up."
Lingzhuzi said: "You are thoughtful."
The tone of this sentence was so gentle that it scared Fu Li.
Her eyes widened in shock, and she pointed at Ling Zhuzi and shouted, "Who are you, a monster? How dare you pretend to be Ling Zhuzi?"
Lingzhuzi: “…………”
He performed a smile-disappearing trick on the spot, waved his hand at her with a sneer, and Fu Li flew out involuntarily.
The next moment, with a "clang", the wooden door of the stone house closed tightly.
Fu Li was greatly relieved: "It tastes just right, this is the Lingzhuzi!"
Ling Zhuzi, who could clearly hear it through the wooden door: "…………"
——You little bitch, you make me want to bite you to death!
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After arranging accommodation for everyone on the first day, Fu Li took a group of porcelain craftsmen and marked out a piece of land near the mountains and rivers on the second day, preparing to burn bricks and build kilns to resume their old business.
As for farming and harvesting, Hua Jing and others were used to doing them. Fu Li just helped build a few curved plows and did not interfere with anything else.
After working hard for half a month, Zhao Gongming, who was waiting anxiously on the mountain, could no longer bear it and went down the mountain himself to capture the man and bring him back to learn magic.
In fact, it can be seen from the last time that Fu Li learned the art of escape that he is extremely talented in this area. It can be said that he can understand it at once, which inevitably makes his teacher very happy.
With the careful guidance of Master Zhao Gongming, Fuli went from knowing nothing to mastering the art of cultivation in just seven days.
Zhao Gongming danced with joy, sending out several jade slips in a row. From his mumbling to himself, Fu Li could tell that these jade slips were meant for his close fellow disciples.
What surprised Fu Li was that Zhao Gongming was friendly not only with Jiejiao disciples but also with several Golden Immortals from the Chanjiao. Even the only disciple of the Taiqing Sage from the Human Sect, the Great Master Xuandu, was not spared from being dazzled by Zhao Gongming.
After he had sent the message to everyone he could, Fu Li asked, "Teacher, are you also familiar with Master Xuandu?"
"Of course." Zhao Gongming didn't hide it from her. "We used to be from the same tribe. I was accepted as a disciple by the teacher because of my extraordinary talent, and he was accepted as a disciple by the master uncle because of his hard work and perseverance. How come you know him too?"
Fu Li said shyly, "Actually, I know that the Great Purity Saint is skilled in alchemy, and the Nine Transformations Golden Pill is the finest among all elixirs. I heard that taking one pill can instantly elevate one from a mortal to a Daluo Golden Immortal. Teacher, is that true?"
She looked up at Zhao Gongming, her big watery eyes flashing with longing.
Zhao Gongming understood that his disciple was eyeing the master's golden elixir.
He was a little embarrassed. "Forget about refining the Nine Transformations Golden Pill. Ever since the war between the wizards and the lich, the Great Desolation was destroyed, and many fragments fell into the chaos. The herbs needed to refine the Nine Transformations Golden Pill are no longer available."
"Oh." Fu Li was disappointed, but quickly cheered up. "It doesn't matter. I have such a high talent. It won't take me many years to reach the Golden Immortal level."
Zhao Gongming agreed with this point, and his confidence in Fu Li was even greater than her self-confidence.
"That's right, my disciple is the most powerful!"
At this moment, Nazhen Tongzi came to announce: "Master, the Immortal Guangchengzi from Jiuhua Mountain has arrived."
Zhao Gongming cheered up and said to Fu Li, "Come on, I'll take you to meet your uncle-master Guangchengzi."
——Sending the jade slip to show off is not satisfying enough. Now that someone has delivered it to his door, how could he let it go?
As the two of them walked out of the quiet room, Zhaobao Tongzi came to announce, "Master, Senior Sister, Fairy Jinning from the Wa Palace has arrived. She said she is under the order of Goddess Nuwa to ask fellow Daoist Lingzhuzi to return."
Fu Li paused, feeling very reluctant, but also knew that she couldn't delay Ling Zhuzi's future.
She said to Zhao Gongming, "Teacher, please go and entertain my uncle first. I have to go see Lingzhuzi first."
Zhao Gongming felt very sorry, but still waved his hand: "Go ahead."
Fu Li asked Nazhen Tongzi to invite Jinning Fairy, while he went down the mountain to look for Lingzhuzi.
These days, Lingzhuzi's practice seems to have reached a bottleneck. He spends most of the day standing in front of the porcelain kiln watching the porcelain craftsmen control the fire and burn porcelain.
Sometimes he seemed to have some inspiration and asked the potters to step aside while he used magic to control the flames in the kiln.
After all, he was not a professional at this. Even though he was born with a fire spirit, he didn't know when to use what temperature and broke several kilns in a row.
The leading porcelain craftsman quietly went to Fu Li, who simply said it was okay and asked everyone not to mention it in front of him, and to just do whatever he wanted.
After receiving the instructions, the porcelain craftsmen had an idea in mind and let Lingzhuzi do his best.
Kaolin is rare, and the porcelain craftsmen were reluctant to throw away the porcelains that were damaged by it. They simply smashed it into powder, washed it repeatedly with water, recolored and shaped it, and then fired it again.
The objects fired in this way are even more crystal clear. If Fu Li hadn't known that they were firing porcelain, she would have mistaken them for glassware at first glance.
She picked out the best ones and sent two sets to the Grand Tutor's Mansion, one for Wen Zhong and one for the family elder.
When the delivery person came back, he brought a box of gold cakes and a scroll of bamboo slips.
That was a letter from the family elder, telling her not to put herself in a difficult position when she was away from home, and if she didn't have enough money, she could just ask someone to go back and get it.
Fu Li was deeply moved and wrote a long letter back, repeatedly emphasizing that Zhao Gongming treated her as a disciple very well and that she had never suffered any grievances in Mount Emei, so that the family elders could rest assured.
When she arrived at the kiln and asked the craftsmen who were moving the soil, she found out that Lingzhuzi was indeed there.
A total of five kilns have been built in the entire kiln factory. The fourth one to be opened today is controlled by Lingzhuzi.
Fu Li went over and saw him standing in front of the cave with his arms folded. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his brows were as calm as water, as if he had become one with this world.
Subconsciously, she didn't dare to disturb him, so she stopped not far behind him and waited with bated breath.
I don't know how long it took, but Mingzhuzi suddenly said, "Open."
The porcelain craftsmen who had been waiting for a long time immediately started to open the kiln. After the temperature dropped slightly, they used iron pliers to take out the objects one by one.
As the porcelain at the back is taken out, the temperature of the porcelain at the front cools down and the color becomes very different from when it was first taken out of the kiln.
This kiln does not produce white porcelain, but celadon, which is the result of craftsmen repeatedly adjusting the formula.
Several kilns had broken down before, but after this one came out, the color was clear and blue, like the lush green mountains after the rain. At first glance, it seemed as if a gentle and cool spring breeze had blown by.
All the porcelain craftsmen subconsciously held their breath, fearing that even the slightest breath would blow away the breeze, leaving it impossible to find it again.
Ling Zhuzi laughed and said, "I understand, I understand!"
Red flames flew out from his body, becoming more and more condensed as they flew away, and even turned into a faint blue color.
Looking at the color of the flame, the temperature is extremely high.
But whether it brushed past people or circled among the grass and trees, it did not leave any damage.
Fu Li was curious, and when she saw a ball of fire flying towards her, she subconsciously reached out to stop it and held it in her palm.
The flame mirror danced playfully in her palm like a gem. She instinctively felt that the fire was extremely hot, but she could not feel any burning sensation on her palm.
"Lingzhuzi, what's going on?"
Ling Zhuzi snorted complacently and said, "The fires here are all under my control. I can make them hot or cold. How can I allow them to disobey my will?"
This sentence was really arrogant, but Fu Li listened with a burning gaze, thinking that at this moment, Ling Zhuzi, who was so arrogant and naughty, was simply so handsome!
He was so handsome that she wanted to rush over, hug him and kiss him.
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