Alchemy! Control the beast! The good-for-nothing lady kills the three worlds madly

A childish and anxious voice sounded, and Nan Wanye saw a short figure appear in the tower. It only came up to her thighs, and the figure was half ethereal and half solid, as if it could disappear at any time.

This instrument is actually ice-cute, white and tender, and looks like a three or four-year-old boy. It has a small knot on its head, and a small wooden tower-like headdress tied to it. The wooden tower happens to be nine stories.

Nan Wanye put away the sickle in her hand and circled her waist to look at it at leisure.

"Pagoda weapon spirit?"

"It's me, grandpa! This tree can't be cut down, do you hear me?"

The weapon spirit put its hands on its hips and said arrogantly, but when it saw Nan Wanye's face clearly, it was stunned for a moment, and then hummed: "You look so similar to my former master, but you are much stupider than her. I don’t even recognize the Holy Peach Tree of Ksitigarbha!”

She raised her eyebrows slightly: "So, you accept me as the master because I look like your former master? Who is she?"

"She is the strongest person in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!" Then it suddenly said in a low tone: "But I can hardly remember her appearance."

Nan Wanye looked at its weakened figure and its eyes that seemed to be unable to open for a short while. The bottom of the eyes were drooped, like a poor repair dog.

She remembered that the spirit of a powerful magic weapon could swallow spirit stones. After thinking about it, she took out a pile of long-cherished spirit stones from the storage ring and placed them on the wooden table that she took out easily.

Qi Ling's eyes suddenly lit up. He took the spirit stone and stuffed it into his mouth. In a moment, hundreds of low-grade spirit stones were rolled into his mouth by it, and his stomach didn't even swell at all.

This time Qi Ling looked at her with a more friendly look, and opened his mouth to call "Master": "Do you have any more spirit stones? Xiaota is hungry! The rich woman has food!"

Nan Wanye:......

"How long has it been since you took a spiritual stone?"

Xiaota counted on his fingers: "One, two, three...that's about 5,132 years."

...No wonder Xu became like this.

Although Nan Wanye was a little reluctant to give up, he still continued to give the small pagoda spiritual stones to eat. It was not in vain. The nine-story pagoda was not simple at first glance. Only when the weapon spirit is powerful can he, the master, be able to exert his full potential. The strength of the pagoda.

She is reluctant to part with spirit stones, not because she is stingy, but because she is a person who always likes anything shiny, and spirit stones fall into this category.

As a result, most of the spiritual stones she piled up like a hill were eaten by Xiaota, and the other party's figure solidified a little.

But Xiaota exhaled a sigh of relief and said happily: "After all these years, I finally had a full meal. New owner, thank you!"

The little guy is quite polite.

But... 20% full, even if she took out all the spirit stones, Xiaota wouldn't be full.

"New master, if you can give Xiaota some natural treasures, Xiaota will be even happier!"

"My heavenly materials and earthly treasures have all been refined into elixirs. Do you want to take them?"

She took out a few pills she had refined while on Earth.

After Xiaota saw it, he shook his head crazily: "No, no, there are too many impurities. Xiaota, my pure body cannot eat food with impurities!"

Nan Wanye looked at the crystal clear elixir speechlessly, doubting herself for the first time: "Are there many impurities?"

As the number one alchemist on earth, her elixirs are famous for being free of impurities!

"Master, don't feel inferior. After all, your alchemy furnace is of poor quality. No matter how good your alchemy technique is, you can't produce impurity-free elixirs."

Xiaota jumped up and led her forward: "I'll give you something good!"

The first floor of the pagoda suddenly opened. As soon as Nan Wanye entered, he saw a blinding alchemy furnace. It was studded with all kinds of gems, densely packed without any gaps. It was... so beautiful!

Nan Wanye's pace involuntarily quickened, her pupils tightened with excitement, and she walked around the alchemy furnace again and again.

There was no dust at all on the alchemy furnace, and the gems were wiped clean.

"As soon as I wake up, I will come and clean. My master is cute and clean. You can quickly identify the master with a drop of blood. This is an immortal cauldron, but it has not been used for thousands of years, so its rank may have declined."

Nan Wanye's eyes widened: "Immortal product?"

There is an immortal magic weapon in Lingze Continent?

Doubts flashed through her mind, but before she asked, her finger suddenly hurt. She lowered her head and saw Xiaota cutting her finger with a dagger and dripping blood on the alchemy furnace.

As soon as a few drops of blood fell, they melted directly into the furnace. Immediately afterwards, she felt the mental connection with the alchemy furnace.

"Great! The recognition of the master was successful!"

Xiaota was actually more excited than she was, and something strange arose in her heart.

She asked: "Isn't this your former master's alchemy furnace? Why did you let me claim it as your master so quickly?"

"You are destined to be my former master, so you can successfully recognize the master. Otherwise, no matter how much blood you drip, it will be useless!"

Xiaota sounded happy, raised his hand and yawned: "It's a pity that only the alchemy furnace appears, you can't take away the other things."

She only saw the alchemy furnace in the huge first-floor pagoda, and nothing else. According to the small pagoda, there may be other treasures revealed in the future, and she can take them away.

"Small tower..."

She wanted to ask more questions, but when she turned around, she saw Xiaota huddled in the corner and asleep. It lay like this on the ground, looking really pitiful.

Nan Wanye took out a mattress from the storage ring, hugged the little tower and lay down. It was light and had only a very low body temperature. She covered it with a quilt, put away the alchemy furnace, and walked out of the tower. .

The peach trees growing on the land outside seem to have grown a little taller, with lush branches and leaves, exuding green vitality.

She explored the surroundings and couldn't see anything when she walked into the fog. She turned around and came back and saw an underground spring. She took a sip. The spring water was sweet and had a hint of aura. This pagoda space has been silent for too long.

After pouring some spring water on the peach tree, she thought, and the person appeared in her dilapidated house again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the bracelets on my wrists seem to be a little brighter.

the other side.

Han Feng was reporting to his master the news he had found out in the deep mountains and old forests.

"I didn't expect that Miss Nan was the one who saved Prince Yaoguang. Her stepsister took a token to replace the life-saving grace. Prince Yaoguang was still kept in the dark. Everyone who knew about it at the time was given amnesia medicine and sold it. Yes, my subordinates are searching for the soul of the old housekeeper of Nan Mansion, and he is the only insider. The others really think that Nan Bingqiong saved Prince Yaoguang."

He couldn't help but ramble: "Miss Nan is pitiful. She has lost her mother since she was a child, and her younger brother who was dependent on her was kidnapped by someone. She has been abused by others all these years, and everyone calls her a waste. She relies on going to the mountains to collect herbs. Live life like this..."

As he spoke, Han Feng realized that in the past, his master would look over at him coldly when he would say a few words. Why are you so patient today?

Could it be that Miss Nanan is really going to become the mistress of her family?

Cang Wanchen had already taken off the mask on his face, his face was stern, and he was pressing his hands on his temples.

"Master, you have a headache again?"

"Why don't you continue?"

The master and servant both spoke at the same time.