Under the influence of seven villains, he devoted himself to cultivating immortality.

But Luo Qingyan was already excited: "Stew in an iron pot, Senior Brother? I think it's so exciting!"

Dongfang Che: "..."

Junior sister is also a bit perverted.

Suddenly I felt that this hilltop was quite scary.

Luo Qingyan dragged Dongfang Che to Qi Peak to ask for pot. Dongfang Che had cold sweat on his forehead: "Little junior sister, promise me, if one day I am seriously injured and fall into coma, please hide me secretly and never let Master find me. , I don’t want to be stewed by him..."

The two came to Foundry Peak.

The business of Foundry Peak is mainly focused on making weapons. All kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds. Most of the weapons of Wenxian Sect disciples come from here.

The most important thing among them is sword forging, which requires forging iron. There are sparks on this hill all day long. Most of the male disciples along the way are strong and muscular.

The weapon builders here are all violent types, the kind who can lift an eight hundred kilograms sledgehammer with one hand and a thousand, six hundred kilograms with two hands.

Walking into the sword forging field, several large steel-making furnaces were blazing with flames, and the air was filled with the smell of hot metal.

A slim and beautiful young woman wearing fierce red clothes was teaching the disciples to polish weapons.

She is the master of Qi Peak, Zhu Hongyan.

There are no female disciples in Qi Peak, only a beautiful peak leader who leads a group of bachelors to wield a sledgehammer.

Dongfang Che cupped his hands and said, "Hello, Master Hongyan, we are from Happy Peak."

"Happy Peak?"

Zhu Hongyan turned her head and looked at Luo Qingyan and Dongfang Che with confusion.

Dongfang Che nodded and said, "Master asked us to come. We have something to ask for."

Zhu Hongyan was surprised: "Mr. Shuiyue? Isn't he dead?"

Dongfang Che said: "I came back to life yesterday."

When Zhu Hongyan heard this, she was furious and slammed the hammer in her hand on the ground: "This is unreasonable! This person died well, how come he is alive?"

Dongfang Che was a little embarrassed and explained casually: "Well, because our master was pretending to be dead before, that is, he was not completely dead..."

Zhu Hongyan: "Tell him, please be more brutal next time."

Dongfang Che: "Okay, received."

Dongfang Che said: "In addition, master asked us to come today and want to ask uncle for help in making an iron pot."

Zhu Hongyan sneered: "Why do you want an iron pot? What kind of monster do Shuiyue Lord want to be?"

Dongfang Che replied: "There is no meat in Happy Peak, so Master wants to stew our senior brother."

Zhu Hongyan: “…”

Luo Qingyan quickly explained: "No, our senior brother has been unconscious. I guess the master wants to wake him up by stewing him in an iron pot."

After a pause, she added in a low voice: "If you really can't wake up from the stew, eat it again."

Zhu Hongyan was speechless for a long time.

I couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you shocked that Mr. Shuiyue wants to eat his apprentice?"

Luo Qingyan replied shyly: "Master crawled out from under the ground. It's normal for the taste to be a bit strong. There's no need to be shocked."

Zhu Hongyan: "Then you are not afraid?"

"I was a little scared at first," Dongfang Che said honestly, "but then I thought about it, it's not my turn yet, and I have my senior brother in front of me, so I'm not so scared anymore."

Zhu Hongyan: “…”

The three masters and disciples at Happy Peak are all seriously ill.

Luo Qingyan rubbed her little hands and said with a smile, "Uncle, you are kind-hearted, please help me make a pot!"

Zhu Hongyan snorted: "It's useless to just say nice things. Mr. Shuiyue asked you to come here to ask for pot. How many spiritual stones did you bring?"

"Spiritual stone?"

"Of course, do you think casting is free?"

Dongfang Che said: "Master didn't give us the spirit stones. We thought we didn't use the spirit stones for his sake."

"Your master's face?" Zhu Hongyan sneered: "That evildoer is a shameless drama queen, and his face has been completely exhausted a long time ago. He asked you to come to ask for the weapon, but he didn't give you the spirit stone. He is clearly trying to make things difficult for you. You go back!"

"This..." Dongfang Che was in a dilemma.

If you don’t have money, you won’t be allowed to make pots. What can you do?

Luo Qingyan rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Master, since this disciple has come to ask for pot, I naturally don't dare to be empty-handed. Although I don't have any spiritual stones, I have brought other gifts. I hope Master will like them."

Zhu Hongyan: "Oh?"

Luo Qingyan took out a small bottle with a bow tie from her storage bag and handed it to Zhu Hongyan.

"This is?"

Zhu Hongyan took it and opened the cork, and a refreshing cold fragrance hit her face.

Luo Qingyan said: "This is cedar essential oil. We do not have spiritual trees in Happy Peak, but there are many natural cedars. The disciples use this as raw material to refine it."

There are many incense refining methods in "Gou Ming Dafa", which can drive away or confuse specific monsters. Luo Qingyan imitated and refined some. Thanks to her five spiritual roots, she can control many elements. Anything can be made.

I originally made this essential oil to deal with a kind of monster in the secret trial, but I used it in advance today.

Zhu Hongyan sniffed, raised her eyebrows and said, "You are really good at making incense, but you can't buy me off with just this little gadget."

Luo Qingyan smiled and said: "Master, please look at-"

She raised her hand to lay out a small circular formation on the ground, and then placed cedar essential oil on the center of the formation.

In an instant, the very light and cold fragrance flew up like snow mist, carrying the cool wind, blowing evenly to every corner of the sword forging field like a smart air conditioner. The disciples who were sweating profusely could smell it. A light fragrance that makes you feel refreshed.

"What kind of fragrance is this?"

"I don't know, the light one smells really good, and I feel a lot cooler!"

Zhu Hongyan was slightly surprised.

The sword-forging field is burning with spiritual fire all day long, and it is indeed very hot. However, most of the disciples practice fire spiritual roots. If water-based spiritual techniques are used to cool down, the mutual repulsion of the attributes will affect the practice, so the heat can only be endured.

"Senior uncle, don't worry. This cedar essential oil is cold in nature, but it is an inert substance and will not affect the fire spirit roots of our senior brothers."

Luo Qingyan's smile was dog-legged but sincere: "Our Forging Peak is the treasure land of the Supreme Sun. Disciples dare not use water spells. The formations we set up also use fire spiritual power. We only hope that this pure rosin can be used for our senior brothers." Relieves the heat and brings some peace and refreshment.”

Zhu Hongyan was stunned for a long time.

Once you have cultivated to a certain level, you will become accustomed to using your spiritual power to deal with all problems. If your spiritual power cannot solve it, you will be helpless...

And this little girl actually used ordinary trees that cultivators disdained to make spices that could soothe the mind and calm the mind, and then used small formations to cleverly spread them throughout the sword-making field!

He was so smart and well-spoken that Zhu Hongyan fell in love instantly.

"Little girl, why don't you stop being that crazy Shuiyue-kun and come to my mountain, so that I can have a female disciple!"

Zhu Hongyan raised her eyebrows and promised: "If you come, you don't have to forge like the brothers. You only need to refine light and mysterious magic weapons. Our Qi Peak is short of talents in this field!"