The night fog gradually dissipated, and the morning light flowed on the other side of the sky above the mountain, dyeing the east a clear, fish-belly white. Before long, the morning light would pierce through the clouds, casting a series of auspicious rays across the sky.
"Why hasn't Bingtuozi gotten up yet?"
"It's rare for her to sleep in, so I'd better not call her..."
Li Mo didn't get up early, he just didn't sleep.
As we all know, male players are more irritable in the morning, and he was also very irritable last night. He couldn't even turn over until early in the morning.
I'm already in the fourth realm, so not sleeping for a day isn't a big deal.
Anyway, he was in high spirits, so he planned to go to Shenbing Peak to repair the hammer after breakfast.
"What do you want to eat for breakfast today?"
Shang Qinqing came out of the room yawning, with a lazy tone, not considering himself a guest at all.
"Chief Shang, why are you still here?" Li Mo was stunned. Hadn't everyone in Southern Xinjiang already returned?
"I, Shang Qinqing, a pure-blooded Qingluan, how can I leave?"
Shang Qinqing raised a finger, looking very authoritative:
"You may not know what a pure-blooded Qingluan is. Back then, my ancestors did not even allow the royal family to witness their marriages. They had to appoint a queen as their empress. Every Shang emperor got married under the witness of a Qingluan. Although I am no longer a demon saint, it is not a problem for me to arrange marriages for you and Xiao Bing'er."
Shang Qinqing said a lot.
In fact, I just wanted to stay and have some sweetness.
But Patriarch Shang probably never expected that Xiao Li ate alone last night and missed the movie she wanted to watch the most.
"Have some glutinous rice balls in the morning. Mother made them."
Li Mo thought this thing was sweet and sticky, very suitable for Shang Qinqing.
After a while, he cooked a pot of black sesame dumplings. Shang Qinqing took a bite and said with shining eyes:
"It's delicious, sweet, soft and a little elastic. Why didn't I realize that glutinous rice balls taste so good before?"
"good."
Li Mo sucked it, then smacked his lips and shook his head.
"Huh? Have you eaten better?" Shang Qinqing had never seen anyone eat glutinous rice balls like this, and she felt that Xiao Li's eyes were impolite, as if he was looking at her as someone who had never seen the world.
"That's natural."
"Great! You have something good but you still hide it to yourself. I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, Xiao Li. Give me some to try."
"No, that's only for me to eat, at least for now."
Student Li bared his teeth, looking serious yet a little fierce.
"How can you be so protective of your food? Isn't that too much?"
Shang Qinqing narrowed his eyes and watched Xiao Li eat the glutinous rice balls in one mouthful. He felt something was wrong and raised his eyes to look towards Bingtuozi's room on the third floor of Qiu Shui Pavilion.
Could it be the glutinous rice balls made by Xiao Bing’er?
That's not right. If Xiao Bing'er knew how to cook, she wouldn't be the one who couldn't cook at all. At that time in the Qingluan tribe's territory, everyone thought that a disaster beast had poisoned the food. Later they found out that it was Xiao Bing'er who had poured out the food.
Can this be delicious?
No, I have to ask Xiao Bing'er later.
As a lustful person, Shang Qinqing sensed a hint of something unusual. She wondered if she had missed the quarrel between Li Mo and Xiao Bing'er.
But this bold idea is not bold enough after all.
Not long after Li Mo went to Shenbing Peak, footsteps were heard on the stairs. Ying Bing also had not slept all night, but he did not dare to be stared at by Xiao Li, so he waited until he left before coming down.
The Empress suddenly became timid.
After making a bowl of glutinous rice balls, Ying Bing sat down and ate them in small bites, his eyes and thoughts drifting to who knows where.
"Xiao Bing'er?" Shang Qinqing suddenly greeted.
"Hmm? Chief, when did you come?"
“…I’ve been here the whole time.”
Shang Qinqing narrowed her eyes, feeling more and more that she might have missed something. She asked tentatively:
"Xiao Mo said this glutinous rice dumpling is not tasty."
"It's quite good." Ying Bing said after taking a bite.
"He said he had something better yesterday. Did you have it?"
"I should have eaten what he ate too..."
The more Ying Bing spoke, the softer his voice became, until it turned into a whisper, and his eyes gradually lost focus.
She had finally suppressed the thought of Xiao Li that was rolling around in her mind, and the feeling that went straight to the bottom of her heart, but it was now surging again.
"Just tell me quietly what it is, and I will never tell anyone else." Shang Qinqing breathed rapidly.
"I don't know either."
"Humph, Xiao Bing'er, you are also learning to be a stingy person like him!"
If Shang Wu hadn't come back, Shang Qinqing would have rolled on the ground.
"How is the formation under Qingyuan going?"
Ying Bing changed the subject and asked.
“It’s different than it used to be.”
Shang Wu shook her head, yawned and said, "That's probably the final cycle of life and death in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Even if there's a problem, I can't fix it."
"I'll go down and take a look later." Ying Bing put down the bowl.
It would be fine if the formation just dissipated, but I’m afraid it will get out of control.
Just like in the previous life.
......
In the scorching summer at Shenbing Peak, the underground fire is at its peak. Under the surging heat, even the craftsmen of the third realm cannot work all the time.
"Is it possible to sell popsicles in front of the forge?"
Li Mo patted his head, suppressed the urge to eat ice, went down into the fire vein, took out the anvil, then took out the dim hammer, and the fire stick.
The Ruyi Jingu Bang, as one of the Monkey King's armors, is somewhere between a divine weapon and a magic weapon.
Genuine Taoist instruments are all derivatives of Tao, or carriers of Tao.
It has no spirituality, probably because its "Tao" does not exist in the nine heavens and ten earths.
This is good too. If it is really a Taoist weapon, even the soul weapon embryo cannot make the two merge.
"Melt the hammer and add other materials to repair it, but only make the hammer head. Replace the hammer handle with the Ruyi Jingu Bang. Then the hammer will have the characteristic of 'Ruyi' and its own indestructibility..."
Li Mo thought for a while and formulated a route for recasting.
He clapped his hands and was about to heat the oil in the pan, but then he was stunned.
etc.
"If I don't have a hammer, what can I use to forge a hammer?"
Student Xiao Li fell into deep thought.
At this moment, familiar conversation was heard at the door.
"Master Du, you are so kind to come to Qingyuan in person after such a long journey."
"Hahaha, I also want to see the place where the gods forged weapons. Maybe I can find some insights."
"That's right, Xiao Mo's forging skills improved by leaps and bounds only after he came to the Fire Vein Cold Pond. This shows that this place..."
"My brother, if he had been born a few years earlier, I'm afraid this 'no peck' wouldn't have fallen into my hands."
A few years ago, a highly respected master craftsman passed away, and his hammer was about to be passed on to a fellow warrior who was most accomplished in the art of weapon making.
Du Wufeng gained the other party's recognition for his record of forging the Heavenly Sword.
But as everyone knows, Li Mo recast the sword in front of everyone in Dijing, making it even more powerful.
"Well, it's not too late now, brother."
"Well, who's talking?"
Du Wufeng's smile froze on his face and he leaned back slightly.
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