After passing the steaming soup spring, I soon saw a house made of stones and clay built on the hillside. Several medicinal fields were also reclaimed nearby, which looked about four or five acres, and surrounded by a fence nearly one person high. Some fresh vegetables were planted around them.

Several chickens were bowing their heads in front of the house and pecking at them, making pleasant sounds from time to time.

At first glance, it seems to be almost no different from ordinary farmers.

But more than ten feet away, the strong fragrance of herbs came to my face, just like the unique fragrance of medicine smelled in the "thaturated cottage" in Qixia in Tianjing City, and even more intense.

A little girl walked out of the house with a wooden basin and poured the water from the basin into the shallow ditch in front of the door. When she saw Manager Liu and others, she ran back to the house without looking back.

"Miss! Miss! My uncle is here! He is still bringing people!"

"These two girls are always so rough!" Manager Liu shook his head with a wry smile, turned around and apologized to Li Xiaobai and Qingyao, "Sorry, this is a little girl born in the family. She has never seen any strangers."

The children raised by their own servants and maids are more reliable than others, and it is more reassuring to place them in the secret place of Guigu Cliff.

"It's okay!"

When Li Xiaobai heard the little girl shouting, he knew why the "thatured hut" could be based in Qixia. The alchemist and the shopkeeper were actually relatives. This elixir shop turned out to be a family and a workshop. No wonder no one could dig a corner.

At this time, a young woman with a tired face walked out of the house and bowed to Manager Liu who came to the front of the house.

"Uncle, I'm lucky! Who are these two?"

The woman set her eyes on Li Xiaobai and the witch.

“Below…”

Li Xiaobai's face suddenly changed, and with a wave of his face, the flying sword on his body was deshewn out, and he heard two flying swords hit each other hard, making a loud noise.

"Where did the monster come from? He dared to step into the Ghost Valley Cliff!"

A light shout came from afar, and a green cow was slowly coming along the path of sheep intestine.

"Who is this person?"

Li Xiaobai asked in two ways, and pointed his sword as he turned his sword, and the flying sword attacked again, and the flying sword that was attacking was two feet away.

Compared with the sorcerer who was killed on the way back, the impact of the flying sword released by the female sorcerer in front of her was obviously much higher, and she seemed to have the cultivation level of the first level of knowledge.

He barely resisted the opponent's attack by relying on his mind that was not inferior to the other party and his perfect control of spiritual energy.

Manager Liu's niece, the alchemist at Guiguya, quickly dissuaded: "Stop, He Xianchang, the two are guests brought by my uncle."

"There is such a huge demonic aura brought by the young master. Isn't it the demon clan that has turned into a human form? He has all come here, probably because he has ulterior motives!"

Although the woman riding on the green cow sided, she still had no sheath to return to the sheath, she still looked at Li Xiaobai and the witch beside him with vigilance.

The demon clan who can turn into a human form is already a transformation realm. With her first realm of knowledge, it will be very bad if she wants to deal with it, not to mention that there is a difficult opponent next to the other party.

"If I have bad intentions, do I have to wait until now?"

Li Xiaobai took the initiative to show sincerity and first took back the flying sword and returned to the sheath.

"The hearts of people in the world are sinister, who knows!"

The middle-aged sorcerer has come close to him and is still vigilant.

"It's all my fault that I didn't explain it clearly in time. Xiao'er, this is the weapon refiner I invited. He may be able to help you repair the medicine cauldron. Now our 'thatured cottage' is in big trouble..."

Manager Liu explained Li Xiaobai's origin in a few words, and at the same time he also expressed the dilemma of the "thatured cottage" being about to be driven out of Qixia.

"Young Master, are you a weapon refiner?"

Just now, when he saw Li Xiaobai's slight control of the flying sword, He Rui was already half convinced.

All weapon refiners are warlocks without exception.

The sorcerer suddenly inserted in and said, "It's probably a liar! Isn't that old guy Wang Shuoan who broke your medicine cauldron before knowing people but not the heart?"

Guigu Cliff was originally protected by two sorcerers. The medicine cauldron of the "Taolu" alchemist Yan Xiao was destroyed by one of the old male sorcerers. Fortunately, the female sorcerer in front of him was discovered in time, so it did not cause any greater damage.

The sorcerer named Wang Shuoan fled in panic, and he was nowhere to go, leaving only the sorcerer named He Rui still guarding here.

"This flying sword is being refined!"

Li Xiaobai held the sheathed flying sword in his hand. After a fierce battle, this mediocre flying sword was already scarred. Fortunately, he had mastered the skills of making flying swords, so it was not difficult to repair it again.

"You said you made it yourself, so you made it?"

The sorcerer still didn't believe Li Xiaobai's words, and his suspicion was not reduced at all.

"What about this?"

Li Xiaobai condensed spiritual energy at his fingertips and drew spiritual energy arrays in the air in front of him. The faint light gathered but did not dissipate, and it lasted for a while before it disappeared.

"It's really a weapon refiner!"

Alchemist Yan Xiao looked surprised. Isn’t gathering spirits and setting up formations one of the methods of weapon refiners?

Some sorcerer He Rui, who couldn't get out of the stage, said sourly: "Maybe it's just a half-toned!"

"Qingyao! Take out your stove!"

Li Xiaobai knew that there was a magic porcelain stove in the witch's storage snake scales.

The weather is getting colder and the snake's nature is already a fan of warmth.

It happened that Li Xiaobai made a batch of magic porcelain furnaces for heating. A demon fireball could continuously release heat and last for a day and a night. The demon girl left one by her side and no longer had to sneak into Li Xiaobai's bed to seek warmth.

Qingyao held his hands and a colorful porcelain stove appeared in the air. A small green demon fire was placed inside, and the heat spread around.

"Is this a magic weapon?"

Yan Xiao looked at the stove with a dimple in his eyes, looking incredible.

Magic tools should not be either attacking, defense, or tools. People in the art of art are usually not afraid of the cold and heat, so how could they make such useless magic tools?

"It is not charcoal-toxic for heating at home, and there is no need to add charcoal. It is very useful."

Li Xiaobai was very proud of this work that he used to practice. He succeeded in his first attempt. This was also the confidence that he could call himself a weapon refiner. Even Old Man Gan could not make such a thing.

You won’t get charcoal poison, and you don’t need to add charcoal. Do you know how much money you will consume to raise a demon slave?

But it’s more than just having to eat!

The sorcerer glanced at her green bull and was speechless. Even though he refused to admit it, he believed it halfway.

Yan Xiao, who was originally worried, asked with anticipation: "Can the young master repair the little girl's medicine cauldron?"

"This?" Li Xiaobai shrugged, "I have to see it in detail!"
Chapter completed!