The pill was perfectly round and translucent, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance, similar to the aroma of his alchemy furnace.
Good heavens, what an incredible genius! She can even refine pills in a clay pot, and she succeeded on her first try!
Wu Changquan was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, and tears streamed down his face.
"Xiao Xi, please take the alchemy furnace with you. I, an old man, have spent half my life pursuing a realm that is hard to define, but I am no match for a young girl like you, Xiao Xi."
Wu Changquan felt unworthy; he couldn't bear this treasure.
“I can’t just take Grandpa Wu’s money for nothing. I’ll ask Brother Du to transfer the money to you.”
"Xiaoxi, stop saying that. Is your Grandpa Wu short of money?"
Xiaoxi knows that this is Grandpa Wu's treasure. If she takes it away like this, it will be bad and cause problems. What should she do to have the best of both worlds?
"Grandpa Wu, shall we exchange our treasures for each other's treasures?"
Xiaoxi reluctantly took her little turtle shell out of her crossbody cartoon bag.
Wu Changquan's eyes lit up again, ignoring the fact that Xiao Xi's small bag looked deflated and couldn't possibly hold a tortoise shell.
My darling, the turtle's shell has been polished until it shines, and the grid pattern on its back is incredibly mysterious.
Wu Changquan couldn't help but touch the tortoise shell with his fingertips, when suddenly it felt like an electric shock, making his whole body shudder.
Wu Changquan immediately felt heartbroken.
He wasn't fortunate enough to have such a treasure.
Moreover, he could tell from the fact that Xiaoxi's eyes were glued to the turtle's back that it was the little girl's beloved possession.
The little girl was no ordinary person; he dared not take the tortoise shell.
"Xiaoxi, where did you get this tortoise shell?" It would be better if you could buy one yourself.
"I found this in a junkyard before. I picked up a lot of treasures back then."
"What? A junkyard? You can find this divination artifact in a junkyard?" Where's the junkyard? I really want to go!
Wu Changquan felt terrible. He had spent a lot of effort getting his alchemy furnace from a friend.
"Oh, Grandpa Wu, you can just ask Brother Daqiang. I was picking up trash before my family found me."
Wu Changquan sighed deeply: "The so-called 'heaven-sent-person' is bound to..."
Xiaoxi was worried because Grandpa Wu didn't want the tortoise shell. She couldn't just buy it for free, could she? That would create too much karma.
"Xiaoxi, how about this? Your Grandpa Wu has been pursuing that inexplicable state of being his whole life. Can you help me understand it?"
Wu Changquan turned around and took a brocade box from the bookshelf.
When Xiaoxi opened them, she found two old, incomplete books, neither of which had covers and some pages were missing.
She laughed.
"So this is what Grandpa Wu was talking about, that indescribable state of being that he pursued his whole life?" She was very familiar with it.
"This is a book on the method of absorbing qi, and this is a book on divination and deduction."
It turns out that Grandpa Wu was also passionate about repairing chains, but he just couldn't find the right approach.
"Ah! Xiaoxi, you actually knew?" Wu Changquan was so excited that he scratched his head and ears, completely losing the composure of a martial arts school director.
"Not only do I know, I can also help you fill in the gaps in your knowledge. This book is good, but it's too verbose. From now on, Grandpa Wu can just practice according to what I wrote for you."
Without wasting any words, Wu Changquan immediately went to find his notebook to take notes.
As a result, I saw that Xiaoxi had already picked up the wolf-hair brush and Xuan paper on the desk and started writing.
She wielded her brush with incredible speed and power, her characters penetrating the paper—clearly the work of a master calligrapher.
Wu Changquan's understanding was shattered once again.
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