Encounter Taotie by chance at the beginning and practice longevity skills

It is already May 15th.

The moon in this world is also full in the middle of every month.

The round moon sheds silver light, illuminating the earth in the night.

On the night of May 15th, the air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, and the breeze blew by, bringing a touch of coolness and blowing away the scorching heat of the day.

But it couldn't blow away the haze in Lu Mengyun's heart.

Lu Mengyun walked to the iron tree outside the mountain range again, and she made three tombstones for Shangguanze and the others.

Under the iron tree, the moonlight is like water, shining on the three simple but carefully crafted tombstones, reflecting the sadness on Lu Mengyun's face. She gently touched each tombstone, as if in this way she could once again talk to her lost friends.

Lu Mengyun laughed at herself: "Am I really a lone star in the sky? My father and mother don't like me either."

"I finally came to the academy. I thought I could always find some friends here."

"Those friends from the school are no longer paying attention to me, saying that there is something wrong with my brain. Brother Li Fang doesn't know where he is."

"Even Mr. Shangguan and Miss Shangguan are dead."

"why."

"My brain is really not working well. If Brother Li Fang hadn't taught me the knowledge of the world of immortality, I don't think I could even pass the third grade."

Lu Mengyun touched the iron tree again and smiled: "Fortunately, I have you with me, Xiaotie."

A breeze blew by, causing the small iron to sway up and down, as if in response to Lu Mengyun's words.

Time is like the breeze, taking away old troubles, but also blowing away yesterday's hope.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In mid-June, the weather in the academy has become hot. The sun is high in the sky, and its blazing rays shine on the wide courtyard and bluestone-paved paths. The temperature makes people feel a little anxious.

Mo Changfeng sat on the roof of the alchemy room, looking at the dean's building in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey, it's such a hot day, Lao Mo, you're still here basking in the sun. It seems like you're really stupid."

A familiar voice interrupted Mo Changfeng's contemplation. He turned around and saw that it was his old friend and a teacher in the foundation-building stage of the academy, Jin Wu. He is stepping on the flying sword and talking to him.

This person is the director of the Weapon Refining Hall, and the person who conveyed the dean’s decree to Xian Meng and the General last time.

Mo Changfeng smiled and scolded: "Fuck you, Lao Jin. If you have something to say, you will fart if you have something to say."

When Jin Wu saw Mo Changfeng talking like this, he was not used to it: "Old Mo, it's not because you don't have a few years left to live. My brothers are going to eat your meal in advance. Remember to come in the evening."

When Mo Changfeng heard this, a fireball appeared in his hand. When Jin Wu saw this, he quickly escaped with his flying sword, cursing as he walked: "Old Mo, don't forget it."

Mo Changfeng looked at Jin Wu's fleeing back with a smile on his lips.

As the sun set, Mo Changfeng walked to Jin Wu's house.

Jin Wu looked at Mo Changfeng and smiled and said, "Hey, Lao Mo is here. Sit down quickly. If you hadn't come, we would have thought you died suddenly."

A tall woman next to her said, "You are the only one who talks a lot. Sit down quickly and don't listen to Lao Jin's nonsense."

Mo Changfeng sat down with a smile and looked at the people at the table. They were all here.

A rich and powerful woman, Zhen Ling, the foundation-building teacher of the spiritual beast profession. A gentle and scholarly man, he is the formation instructor of the academy, Zhou Lianshan. And the meanest Lao Jin.

Zhou Lianshan poured a glass of wine for Mo Changfeng and said, "Old Mo, I heard that you bask in the sun in the summer. What kind of secret book is this for alchemy? Share it with me."

Mo Changfeng took a swig of wine and said, "Hey, it's not over, isn't it?"

Zhou Lianshan laughed and said: "Hahahaha, you can't help but be funny. Just kidding."

Jin Wu said: "All the fellow Taoists are here, let's get started."

As soon as Jin Wu finished speaking, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became joyful. Everyone started to exchange cups and cups.

All worries and stress were let go at this moment. Laughter and cheers filled the space, making this summer night extremely lively.

After three rounds of drinking.

Jin Wu said jokingly: "Have you noticed that something is wrong with the dean recently?"

Zhou Lianshan asked: "I haven't seen him much in the past two months, I don't know."

Jin Wu thought for a moment and said:

"That was not when I went to report to work last month. He asked me to build a hairpin and gave me a drawing. It was very cleverly designed and could hide poison. There was also an air tank and a poison tank inside."

"Normally, these two slots are not connected, but if a monk injects Qi into them, the Qi slot will be connected to the poison slot. It just so happens that the switch of the Qi slot is also connected to the outside of the entire hairpin. Just enough Qi can be used to push the poison out."

"This ingenious idea really opened my eyes. When did the dean become so smart?"

Zhen Ling scolded: "Old Sepi, how did this old guy meet his sweetheart? That's not right. He usually calls them over and rapes them. He even gives them a feather hairpin."

Zhou Lianshan also said: "Hey, be careful what you say, the dean may be listening somewhere."

Zhen Ling said: "Just listen, we have Lao Mo."

Mo Changfeng also sighed: "Hey. Now this old man has made a mess in this academy. This is not an academy. I think it is a chicken courtyard."

"Bah, bad luck, who told Tang Yunting first."

"That's what Lao Jin said."

"Let's have three drinks, Lao Jin."

At the same time, Dean Building.

Lei Ze looked at the hairpin in his hand and smiled.

Xianmeng looked at the hairpin in Lei Ze's hand and praised: "The people in the Weapon Refining Hall are really skillful. They are much better than me."

Xianmeng looked at the hairpin in her hand again.

Lei Ze said: "Hahahaha, it's okay. Take your time. Weapon refining is also a slow job. You have to study it."

Xianmeng nodded: "Yes, many of the techniques here test proficiency."

"Generally, weapon refining requires quenching, forging, cooling, and inscription formation."

"Item refiners usually increase the weight of metal through constant quenching and forging, making the same volume of metal heavier."

"This is the density you mentioned before, Brother Immortal."

Lei Ze nodded.

"After that, it will be cooled and shaped, and the formation will be engraved."

"But black copper iron essence is different. Its quenching temperature is too high, and no mold can withstand its temperature when it is cooled. Therefore, it cannot be molded well when it is shaped."

"So you see, the weapons made by Sister General are all twisted. That's why."

After hearing this, Lei Ze had some questions: "Isn't it enough to just use Qi to fix it and let it cool down naturally?"

Xianmeng smiled slightly after hearing this: "Brother Xianren, you don't know."