How can a super obedient daughter-in-law be the devil?

The two walked on the opened path, neither of them spoke.

Zhan Yin lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, clenched his hands tighter and tighter, and didn't even know that his nails were deeply dug into his flesh.

When Tan Jiayong saw it, he felt distressed immediately. He took his hand and opened it, and saw a row of crescent moon marks on his palm. Such marks could be pinched out with his bare nails, which shows how much effort he put in.

Tan Jiayong rubbed his palms with heartache, then hugged him tightly, and gently stroked his hair over and over again, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, brother will not force you. Xiao Yin is good, don't be afraid, Brother is here!"

In the past, when Zhan Yin couldn't stand the pain, he just hugged him tightly and comforted him over and over again. No matter how uncomfortable the boy was, he could calm down little by little under his comfort.

Surrounded by the familiar embrace, listening to the familiar and powerful heartbeat, Zhan Yin really calmed down a little bit.

The boy buried his head in his brother's arms, and after a while, he said hoarsely, "Brother, I had a dream..."

Tan Jiayong's heart relaxed at first, then tightened again, but the tone of his mouth relaxed, "It's just a dream, so it scared you like this? Brother is here, don't be afraid!"

Zhan Yin twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to force a smile, but he couldn't.He rubbed against his brother's arms again, and after a while, he seemed to find his voice, and whispered, "I dreamed that he killed brother..."

Tan Jiayong burst out laughing, "Fool!" The movement of patting the boy was lighter, "It is said that dreams and reality are opposite, don't you think your brother is alive and well?"

The boy finally raised his head, his eyes were a little red, "Really?"

Tan Jiayong nodded, "Of course it is true! Fool, have some confidence in your brother! Your brother is amazing!"

The young man finally smiled through his tears, like the sun that suddenly appeared after the rain, bright and brilliant.

Tan Jiayong rubbed his face with a smile, and said casually, "Xiao Yin dreamed about Jiang Baizhan?"

He thought of Xiao Yin's killing intent when he saw Jiang Baizhan for the first time, and this time because of Jiang Baizhan's appearance...

Zhan Yin sniffed, showing a slightly embarrassed look, "It's not Jiang Baizhan, it's Jiang Haitao."

Tan Jiayong: "Ah..."

Zhan Yin secretly glanced at his brother, and said in a low voice, "They are in the same group..."

Tan Jiayong thought for a while, then nodded, "Well, since they are in the same group, they must not be good people!"

Zhan Yin was immediately happy, "Then let's stay away from them in the future!"

Tan Jiayong nodded, "Okay, listen to Xiaoyin."

When the two talked, Zhan Yin seemed to have really forgotten that nightmare, and stayed happily beside Tan Jiayong, and Tan Jiayong seemed to have completely ignored the matter, rolling up his sleeves to help organize the crops when he was free .

Originally, he wanted to take a good rest for a few days, but a sound transmission paper crane flew in front of Tan Jiayong.

Tan Jiayong clicked on it, and Shen Changjun's voice came out, "Disciple, come here if you have nothing to do."

Tan Jiayong had no choice but to wash his hands and pat the ashes off his body.The Ruyi clothes are indeed a good thing, the plaster just now was shaken off by him.

He rubbed the boy's head again, telling him to rest at home and stop thinking about it. Seeing that the boy nodded obediently, he stepped on his big knife and flew towards Tianding Peak.

Tianding Peak is the place where the head of the Artifact Refining Sect lives.Oh, by the way, the head of the Artifact Refining Sect is Tan Jiayong's uncle, and Yun Teng, who took him around the first few days when Tan Jiayong came here, was the head's apprentice.

Tan Jiayong came to this place only once, and his master who didn't know where he went brought him here.

Now he was suddenly asked to go to Tianding Peak, which made him feel a little surprised.

From a distance, I saw a lot of people gathered around the gate of the main hall, and among the crowd, a young man was concentrating on refining weapons there.

The movement of Tan Jiayong flying over shocked many people, Yun Teng raised his hand and waved at him.

Tan Jiayong greeted Shen Changjun who was lazily standing aside, and after seeing that the master didn't respond, he walked to Yun Teng's side and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

There are so many people gathered here to watch a young man practicing weapons, how strange it looks.

And this young man looks very familiar to him, isn't it the young man refining weapons on the street that he saw yesterday when he was shopping, why did he come to them after practicing?

Could it be which fellow?

Hearing his question, Yun Teng seemed to curl his lips, but he held back when he thought of something, and leaned into his ear and whispered, "Here, that genius wants to join my Artifact Sect!"

Tan Jiayong looked at him suspiciously, not understanding why Yun Teng had such an angry expression.

Yun Teng blinked, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him also came in through the "back door".

Yun Teng was a little discouraged.

Tan Jiayong: "???"

Seeing that he was still puzzled, he said in a low voice, "Generally, major sects have a fixed time for accepting apprentices every year, and disciples who want to enter the sect must pass the sect assessment before they can become disciples of the sect."

Tan Jiayong: "..." He doesn't seem to be like this.

Yun Teng patted him, "Of course, there are exceptions. If the elders of the sect want to recruit true disciples, if they are very qualified, they can also make an exception."

Tan Jiayong was thoughtful, so there is such a saying?

Yun Teng coughed dryly, and said hastily, "Little junior brother, of course a genius like you can break the rules!"

Tan Jiayong: "..." So he can be called a genius?

He looked at Yun Teng, then at the young man who had already begun to wrap up, rubbed his chin and fell silent.

Finally, under the attention of everyone, that small flying sword gradually took shape. Just by looking at the aura, it is undoubtedly a high-level magic weapon.

The man who had been following the young man took the magic weapon, walked respectfully in front of the high-level members of the Artifact Refining School, and presented the flying sword, "Please take a look at the master and all the elders."

The magic weapon waved around in front of the elders, and finally fell into the hands of the gentle and elegant master.

Compared with the entire Craftsmanship Sect, Tan Jiayong felt that his uncle's lineage was the most special.

The other cultivators who refine weapons have a somewhat unkempt feeling, but whether it is the master or Yun Teng, they all like to dress up and clean up more than the other, and they look so different.

Thinking about it again, it seems that his master ancestor is also the same. Speaking of which, maybe it's not him and his master who are out of place?

Thinking of his master's informality, and looking at his own clothes, Tan Jiayong fell silent.

The master finished looking at the magic weapon, and put on a smile on his face, "Young master Bai is really talented, and he can indeed make an extra income..." He said and glanced at the elders.

Immediately, an old man with a gray beard stroked his beard, "I wonder if my little friend would like to come to Zhu Huofeng?"

Immediately, an old man said, "Little friend, come to my Black Tie Peak!"

"I think it's more appropriate to come to my Xuanqing Peak..."

Several elders fought over it, it was obvious that this commoner's youthful talent was really amazing.

Faced with the warm invitation of the elders, the young man didn't feel moved at all. Instead, his eyes fell directly on Shen Changjun who was standing aside, then he walked up to him and knelt down, "I don't know if the elders are willing to accept me as a disciple." ?”

Looking at the boy kneeling on the ground, Shen Changjun's expression became a bit playful, "Oh, you know my criteria for accepting apprentices."

The young man knelt straight, "I know a little bit. I won't accept people who are not from Huotian Linggen, and those who are not talented."

"Oh." Shen Changjun's expression became more playful, "How about this, you compete with my grandson, if you can be better than him, then I will consider it."

He wanted to be someone's apprentice, but he asked his apprentice to compare him... I have to say, this is quite hurtful.

Tan Jiayong saw that the boy's face was obviously pale.

I saw Shen Changjun pointing his finger casually, pausing on Yun Teng for a moment, then pointing to Tan Jiayong, and heard him say in a calm voice, "Ah Yong, come here." Then he turned to the young man, "My disciple just came this year , Calculating the time, it will be less than half a year since entering the sect. I think it can't be regarded as bullying you."

With a swipe, the eyes of the audience all fell on Tan Jiayong.

Tan Jiayong: "..." What's the matter?

Yun Teng, who has no fellowship, has already silently retreated, leaving him with a self-seeking expression.

Tan Jiayong always thought he was here to make soy sauce.There is no way, although his master only has him as an apprentice, but his master uncle has several apprentices, among other things, there is a cloud like a peacock in front of him, why his master suddenly turned his head to point at him.

Tan Jiayong pointed to his nose uncertainly, and after getting a sharp look from Shen Changjun, he had no choice but to take a step forward.

He cupped his hands at the boy, "I'm Tan Jiayong, I've met fellow Taoist."

Baili looked at the person standing in front of him, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his facial features were not bad, but his skin color was considered dark in the cultivation world.He was about a head taller than him, and he was wearing a cotton bunt. He didn't look like a cultivator who was indifferent to fame and fortune, but a nimble mortal warrior.

There was some doubt in Baili's eyes, but he still cupped his hands, "Please enlighten me."

How can Tan Jiayong give advice, he is a half-assed himself.

Just like what Shen Changjun said, he has only been here for less than half a year, and even if he uses all twelve hours a day, there is still a limit to what he can learn.

Fortunately, Shen Changjun just asked him to refine the weapon.

Tan Jiayong went to the stove again, looked at the materials, and found that it was more than enough to make a flying sword.

It just so happened that under the recommendation of Ren Shanshui recently, the most refined sword was Feijian.

Tan Jiayong, who was still a little apprehensive at first, walked up to the stove, and after the materials were put into the stove and the hammer was in his hands, he completely calmed down.

I have to say that pain is really a very refreshing thing.

With the fall of the first hammer, the aura around him completely changed immediately, and he couldn't see anything except the pile of melting iron in the furnace.

If it is said that Baili gives people the feeling of being graceful and skillful, then Tan Jiayong gives people the feeling of calmness and grandeur.Every time the hammer fell, it made people feel that he had exhausted all his strength, but when he swung the next hammer, he could feel that his swing was two points stronger.

A hammer is more powerful than a hammer, and a hammer is swung faster than a hammer. Even the sound of clanging hammers and irons has gradually become a unique charm.

An elder couldn't help standing up, and said in disbelief, "This is... the art of refining?"

Shen Changjun slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, my disciple and grandson have just started practicing, so I'm not very familiar with it."

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