"Thank you for the teachings of the High Priest!"

Prince Baru lowered his head and remained silent like the other Di people.

Before there is enough force and confidence, temporarily dormant is the best way to survive. The endless Cangyuan taught these Di people how to judge the situation instead of just doing it recklessly.

The Di people occupied Cangyuan outside the northern border of the Dawu Dynasty, and grazed with water and plants. The resources were scarce, and the Rong people who were not as rich as the business roads in the extreme west. If they were like the unlucky Fengxuan Kingdom envoys, they would let the evil people of the Dawu Dynasty knock out 100,000 yuan, they would probably have to drink the northwest wind.

Wealth does not fight against poverty, and wealth does not fight against madness.

The Dawu Dynasty and Feng Xuan Kingdom are rich, and the Huangxu Kingdom is poor. The Nanman named Li Xiaobai is simply crazy.

The Rong people could withstand blackmail, but the Di people couldn't stand it. Although they were unwilling to give up, they could only keep their eyebrows honestly at this critical moment.

Outside Hanguang Gate, several censors who participated in the welcoming of the Huangxu Kingdom looked at each other and were furious at the same time.

"Sir! Damn!"

"Can there be a court in your eyes?"

He was obviously a white man, but he made the guests of the Dawu Dynasty hide aside and avoided him in a silence. Where is the majesty of the Dawu Dynasty, the prestige of the court, and the imperial power of His Majesty!

Really a troublemaker!

However, all the adults in Wutai are all professional verbal parties. You can't ignore the court and individual decent deeds and fight a crazy man, right?

I guess these censors have this intention, but they don’t have the courage!

Even if you do it, you may not be able to do it!

Li Xiaobai ignored the envoys of the Huangxu Kingdom who took the initiative to give in. He leaned halfway in the carriage with his eyes closed and rested. In addition to the five senses of reality and the sixth sense of emptiness and ethereality, the state of glazed heart that he always maintained became his seventh sense. He had understood the current state of Di people and did not take such a large area of ​​northern Di man on the street to heart.

He is the same as the tiger driving force. If he doesn't accept it, he will force him to do it.

The two sides interspersed without any danger in a solemn atmosphere. They had just pulled each other for more than ten steps, and the whole street seemed to suddenly come alive, filled with noise again. Many people, especially the Jinwu Guards who maintained order on the street, all wiped their cold sweat secretly.

If they were like yesterday, they would probably have to lose all their lives. The general was confined to a blessing in disguise and escaped.

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Because of Xiao Huandan, Old Man Gan, who had spent a lot of energy yesterday, has completely recovered. When he saw the tiger power following Li Xiaobai carrying two baskets of black mud stoves, he immediately glared and shouted: "Where did the stove come from? Isn't you good at studying skills, but you're fiddling with these crooked and evil things? Are you going to change to a bricklayer? Or are you planning to be a potter?"

This bad-tempered old man is also one of the iconic figures in the Anvil Lane where blacksmiths gather. Li Xiaobai laughed and said disrespectfully: "Old Gan, I haven't slept all night. I'm thinking about what you always taught me."

As soon as I entered the door, I was scolded and was really wronged.

"Hmph! You guys are so silly, don't coax me. How can you get this jar of jars and jars have something to do with Fei Jian!"

Old Man Gan snorted, Jiang was so hot that he could see through Li Xiaobai's essence at first glance.

"Qingyao! Come with a demon fire!"

A mud stove was selected from the tiger's basket, and Li Xiaobai pulled out the green snake that was hiding in his purse to make up for his sleep. He was just a first glance at the art, which was not enough to condense the spiritual fire, so he could only rely on the help of this witch.

When she was always caught and touched like this, Qingyao had long lost her temper. She lazily spit out a bright red snake letter and opened her mouth to spit out a green fire bead, which happened to fall into the center of the mud stove held by Li Xiaobai in his hand.

Red marks immediately lit up inside and outside the furnace, forming a fine rune array, which was exactly the same as the stone furnace where Old Man Gan refined a flying sword.

Immediately afterwards, a heat different from the stove inside the pavement spread out. In order to compete for the space inside the pavement, the two heat currents confronted each other, triggering a breeze that blew Mars and dust everywhere.

"This, this is!"

The old guy was stunned and stared at the mud stove containing the demon fire beads. Then he looked up and down at Li Xiaobai in disbelief.

In just one day and one night, the other party made such a thing!

It seems to be something extraordinary.

Even though it was hard to accept, Old Man Gan finally let out a long sigh and said dejectedly: "Have you learned to refine weapons before?"

This method is no longer just about refining flying swords, but about refining magic weapons.

"Refining the weapon?"

Li Xiaobai was confused and shook his head immediately.

"What a pity!"

Old Man Gan's tone was full of regret.

Refining flying swords is only part of the way to refine weapons. This young man can not only learn from one example, but also understand the art of refining weapons from refining flying swords. If such talent is limited to the flying swords and cannot be guided by a wise master, he may be completely abandoned.

"Old Gan, what a pity?"

Li Xiaobai stuffed the green snake back into his wallet and looked at the mud stove that was emitting heat in his hand. He didn't feel that it was a pity for the heating device he designed all night.

"It's okay, let it go! Let it go!"

Old Man Gan, who was already a little numb, did not expect that he would encounter an unexpected impact again, but this surprise had exceeded his ability to bear it, and he was helpless.

I thought I had found a inheritor who was very satisfied with, but now I seemed to be a little worried about whether these inherited skills would delay the other party's future. As for the way of refining weapons, if I only refine flying swords, I would be more biased than science, and would only waste those amazing talents in vain.

The old man sighed again, walked back with his hands behind his back, and his hunched back seemed to be even more hunched.

"Oh!" Li Xiaobai blinked at the three apprentices and said, "Let me lend you a crucible!"

The sword weapon was smelted with gold and iron, and there was never a shortage of crucibles. He found nine crucibles and put the other nine clay stoves in them.

Then a large pit was dug out in the furnace, and the crucible containing the mud furnace was stacked in the flames in turn, allowing the turbo-type bellows to send air to the wind and turn into blue-blue flames on all sides. Soon, not only did the crucible become red, but even the mud furnace placed inside began to turn red like red jade.

A blacksmith stove that can melt gold and iron into a guest-made pottery stove is more than enough. Perhaps it will take not long before the clay stove placed in the crucible will complete the entire process of ceramicization or even porcelainization.

After Li Xiaobai put the crucible and walked towards the backyard with the mud stove that still emitted heat. The giant man Huli took out more than a dozen oval mud balls as big as watermelon from the bottom of the basket, and placed them flat by the stove to receive the roasting. He bared his teeth at the puzzled three brothers and said honestly: "Hehehe! I will treat you to chicken later!"

There is a fat chicken inside each mud ball.

The 7 or 8 kilograms of rooster were cut off and plucked the hair and washed it. After washing it, it sprinkled with thin salt, stuffed with rice wine, and filled it with onion, ginger, garlic, star anise, mushrooms and a little cornus into the belly. It wrapped several layers with lotus leaves, and then wrapped a thick layer of mulberry paper to isolate the earthy fishy water. In just one or two hours, the flesh can be separated. The meat is crispy, tender and smooth, and the chicken is fragrant and does not dissipate, making people feel excited.

Li Xiaobai casually taught Hu Li how to make a beggar chicken, which had completely conquered the man's stomach. Before leaving in the morning, Hu Li asked the kitchen to prepare these mud balls wrapped in chickens, and at the same time opened foreign meat for Teacher Gan.

In addition to yesterday's red painted wooden box, mud stove and crucible, there is also an anvil, an iron hammer and a thick and short iron tongs in the back house.

Compared with the large anvil in the shop in front, this small anvil is only two-thirds of its size. It is black and shiny all over, without any dust or rust. It looks different from ordinary iron castings, as is the case with the hammer and iron pliers.

"Demon Fire!"

Old Man Gan gave Li Xiaobai a gesture of gaze. It would be better to save a little bit of fire crystal or something. The latter immediately poured the demon fire from the mud stove in his hand into the stone stove.

The heat was bound again and was introduced into the crucible above under the control of the old man. The sword embryo, which was basically shaped yesterday, gradually shining after a quarter of an hour.

Old man Gan picked up the iron tongs and clamped it out of the crucible, placed it on the anvil and swung the hammer and smashed it hard.
Chapter completed!