"If the immortal doesn't accept me, I will be a demon!"

"Brother!"

Li Xiaobai suddenly sat up from the bed and gasped heavily.

He had a nightmare and dreamed of his elder brother Li Mo.

As the blood light soared into the sky, Li Mo's face was ferocious and shouted loudly: "If the immortal doesn't accept me, I will be a demon!"

Replying from the nightmare, Li Xiaobai said to himself: "Brother! So what if you are a demon? You are still my elder brother. If the world cannot tolerate you, we will eliminate justice together!"

Boom!

A sudden lit up outside the window, and then a rumbling thunder came, followed by a crackling rain curtain on the tiles, forming a dense sound of rain.

I'm scared to death!

The sudden thunderous anger made Li Xiaobai think that God heard his ruthless words, and the heavy rain then made him breathe a sigh of relief.

A moaning sound suddenly sounded beside him, and he looked at him in confusion, and Li Xiaobai was startled again.

"Witch, why are you climbing onto my bed? Quickly change back to your original form!"

No wonder I felt that the quilt was not enough, so I was taken away by this witch who turned into a human form. Although the spring light could not be hidden, my cold body would make no one think about it.

"No! The young master is so warm here."

The witch who was greedy for the heat on Xiaobai's body tightened the warm quilt on her body again, yawning so lazy, with a satisfied expression on her face.

"Then you lie down!"

After being awakened by a nightmare, the quilt was occupied by a cold witch. Li Xiaobai had to put on his clothes and get up, blow the fire and light up the oil lamp in the guest room.

It was still a while before dawn, and the snoring of the gecko next door came faintly.

"Young master isn't there with you? I want your master to accompany you."

Qingyao was disappointed and shrank in the quilt and couldn't bear to get up.

The weather is getting colder, and the snake is more lazy, and even if it becomes a monster, it cannot escape its nature.

Li Xiaobai shook his head and took out the second half of the "Mahabhiran Sutra" given to him by Master Zhidu.

Like the first half of the volume, the Sanskrit texts can be read in full Sanskrit but cannot understand the meaning. Without Master Zhidu's chanting scriptures, Li Xiaobai could only rely on himself to understand the secrets through reciting them over and over again. However, with the foundation of the first volume, the second volume was very fast and he could vaguely realize something.

After a moment, he was immersed in the chanting of scriptures. The Sanskrit text on the first lotus petal of the chaotic green lotus in his heart, "Xihe", appeared and seemed to be about to have some new scriptures.

A faint spiritual energy gathered slowly and vaguely, surrounding Li Xiaobai, as if he treated his body as a playground, and he would drill in or out from time to time.

Even if the mystery of the second half was not imprinted into the "Xihe" lotus petals of the Chaos Green Lotus like in the first half of the volume, Li Xiaobai's mind still grew faster than when he had the mystery of the first half of the volume.

Even if an ordinary magic monk saw Li Xiaobai's mental growth speed, he would be so surprised that he couldn't speak. His mental strength was no less than that of a sorcerer at the beginning of the realm of knowledge.

After an hour, the thunder stopped, the pouring rain became sparse, and the sky gradually became brighter.

The roosters fed by folk houses in the market were celebrating their heads, and the Yizi Guild Hall became more and more popular. First, the guys called out the rooms that needed to be called early, and then the kitchen began to get busy. The steam and firewood smoke rose into the sky, and they used the stove fires of other folk houses to decorate the fireworks of the human imperial capital.

The Yizi Association provides not only food and accommodation, but also services such as ticket redemption, cargo storage, guarantee and commercial and store price announcement.

There is no profit to get up early. After a moment of effort, the entire guild hall seemed to have completely woken up, with people hustling and shouting incessantly.

The shop staff quickly brought hot water for Li Xiaobai to wash, and then served morning food.

Without orders, Huli held the porridge jar and grabbed the big steamed buns, and prepared the horse and carriage in advance. Although he no longer lived a life of fighting and killing, as a servant who gave his master the front and back the horse, he enjoyed it very happily.

It was not until before leaving that the witch recovered her body. Shi Shiran came out of the warm quilt and swam into Li Xiaobai's purse. She didn't want to be left alone in the guest room of the Yizi Association.

"Go to the Anvil Lane!"

Li Xiaobai tied his purse to his waist while entering the carriage.

"Young Master, don't you go to the Royal Secret Love Department?"

Huli has become accustomed to the schedule of his first stop to the Royal Secret Love Department.

"Let them go for a day first!"

The strange reaction of the Royal Secret Love Department made Li Xiaobai realize that the little girl of the Wu family was kidnapped by Widow Jiao, which was probably not as simple as she had imagined before.

But he couldn't understand why the royal secret love department was interested in a girl from a small town. Could it be that Wu Xiangjun's identity has another secret?

Li Xiaobai's guess has gradually reached the edge of the truth, but during this period, there is still an unbreakable window paper, which is very entangled.

What's more, Old Man Gan from Ganji Sword Store agreed with him about what kind of cooking stoves, which sounds very important.

Li Xiaobai planned to take this opportunity to test the attitude of the Royal Secret Love Department. If the other party still has no explanation, then he will give the other party an explanation.

Perhaps the other party was afraid of making a big deal, but Li Xiaobai would not care too much about his concerns, and the initiative was completely in his hands.

"Go away!"

Hu Li, who was simple-minded, no longer asked any more questions. He shook his whip and pulled the horse to pull the carriage away from the Yizi Association and walked towards the east city of the outer city.

The first door of the Fangmen opened, and at Fangkou, Dongshi, Li Xiaobai and Huli changed to walk again. Since the first stop was Tiejian Lane, there was no delay on the way. This time, Old Man Gan was not scolded by the bloody old man Gan, but instead called him a rare greeting.

"Come with me! There is still a lot of work to prepare!"

The old man led Li Xiaobai to the backyard again, threw him a shoulder pole and two baskets, pointed to the ore piles and carbon piles leaning against the wall and said, "Go, pick out the best-quality green charcoal and ore, fill the basket, and then look for me in front!"

After saying that, he carried his hands behind his back and took a square step, throwing Li Xiaobai there.

Charcoal? Ores?

Li Xiaobai couldn't help but smile bitterly as he looked at the things that were all over the ground.

I actually took it for granted, but I didn’t expect that the furnace was really just literal. This is about smelting iron!

Can you still be a blacksmith for the other party to customize the flying sword?

He shook his head helplessly, and had to squat down and pick it up in the ore pile.

There are very few masters who can create flying swords, and it is reasonable to have any strange rules. Therefore, if you want others, you have to accept the other party's rules first.

With a sharp perception that is far superior to ordinary people, we instantly calculate the specific gravity of the ore in our hands. If the metal content is high, the specific gravity will be greater and the quality will be better. As for the experience of discrimination, it will be second.

Li Xiaobai didn't even hesitate and quickly picked up a basket of ores made of color. The green charcoal on the side was also made in the same way, but the selection criteria were just the opposite. The lighter the proportional gravity, the better the carbon quality.

After a while, seeing Li Xiaobai easily picking a basket of charcoal and a basket of ore, Old Man Gan couldn't help but wonder whether this kid was fooling him. Even his three apprentices were a little surprised. The speed of the selection was too fast.
Chapter completed!