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Qiu Wanran almost knelt down for him.

He was so shocked that he didn't know the appearance of the north, south, south, east and north, and he forgot to be angry for a moment, and asked tremblingly, "Brother Shen, how did you know!?"

"It's pretty easy to guess." Shen Budu sat down next to him, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, "The surname is the same, and the facial features are also somewhat similar, so it's strange if there is no blood relationship. Looking at your face, it looks like you have taken your wife and killed you." It's like a father's revenge—but given your obsession with refining weapons, I'm more inclined to the previous guess. Besides, Qiu Mingyuan doesn't look like a person who can develop household puppets for the common people."

Qiu Wanran was unable to speak for a long time, and sighed and smiled after a while: "That's right, you guessed it all...Speaking of it, there is another similarity between the two of us - in the Qiu family, I was also a bastard who was not valued." .”

If the Shen family is a well-known family of cultivators in Pingyuan County, the Qiu family is a well-known family of craftsmen in Qingfeng County.The Patriarch of the Qiu family is obsessed with refining weapons, but after studying for a lifetime, he is only a master who can refine rare weapons.He pinned his hopes on his four sons, and hoped that the Qiu family would produce a master craftsman, so that he could feel proud and honor his family.

It's a pity that the most talented among the four is Qiu Wanran, who owns Zilin Tianhuo, and Qiu Wanran is the son of a maidservant who can't stand on stage.The head of the Qiu family looked down on this son, so he ignored his ability intentionally or unintentionally; the other two elder brothers never took him seriously, only the third brother Qiu Mingyuan treated him very gently, and often encouraged him to persevere in the refining. Go on, I believe he will make great achievements one day.

In such an environment, Qiu Wanran naturally trusted and relied on Qiu Mingyuan a lot.He often discusses with Qiu Mingyuan about the skills and experience of refining weapons, and he will share with Qiu Mingyuan unreservedly his experience and thoughts on refining weapons.

One day, when he came back from the outside, he held Qiu Mingyuan in high spirits, and said excitedly, "I just went to the teahouse to listen to books, and I heard that Master Shen of the Upper Spirit Realm has refined a magical puppet, which is similar to human beings." , can do all the work like cooking and cleaning, and even play with the children, teaching them to read and write some simple words! There is a switch on the puppet, which can be converted into a combat mode, and its force value is not inferior to that of elite generals. It can be placed at the door to guard the house without sleeping! The most amazing thing is that the puppet is only a top-grade treasure. I heard that the head of Shen deliberately used ordinary materials to make it popular at a low cost. Monks, even mortals can operate and use it!"

He said a long list in one breath, and Qiu Mingyuan was also very surprised after hearing it: "Is there really such a miraculous thing? Why have I never heard of it before?"

"We are too far away from here!" Qiu Wanran said, "I heard that it has been widely used in the upper spirit world, and the Jingping world has also become popular. Only a little news has come from our Beihuang side!"

He remembered something, with a look of disappointment on his face: "Speaking of which, the Northern Wilderness is a forbidden area. I'm afraid this kind of puppet cannot be passed on. It may be difficult to see him with my own eyes..."

Qiu Mingyuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Since we can't see it, why don't we do it ourselves?"

Qiu Wan had an expression of "you're kidding me": "Third brother, are you kidding me? How do we make such a magical thing?"

"Maybe I can't, but I think you can." Qiu Mingyuan patted him on the shoulder, "Wan Ran, you are the most talented person I've ever met, you have to believe in yourself."

Maybe it was inspired by motivation, or because of the courage of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, Qiu Wanran really plunged into the house and started researching.

He refined day and night, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep; excessive use of Zilin fire made his body exhausted, his arms were so sore that he could hardly lift them, but he still refused to stop.

But even so, he couldn't make that magical puppet.

He thought a little desperately: Forget it.That was something Shen Budu refined, how could he have that kind of ability?

But just when he was about to give up, another idea popped up: he really couldn't reach the level of Shen Budu, but what if he lowered the difficulty and made a simple puppet?

He researched in another direction, and it really succeeded—the household puppets he made could not fight, cook, or teach children to read and write, but they could chop firewood and fetch water, which also played a role in facilitating the lives of ordinary people!

He danced and ran to share his success with Qiu Mingyuan, talked endlessly about his failures and inspirations in refining, and then made a demonstration for Qiu Mingyuan himself.

Qiu Mingyuan's face was full of surprise and disbelief, and he kept praising him for being great, but there was something else in his eyes besides joy.It's a pity that he was so dazzled by success and excitement that he didn't notice those details.

He was exhausted and fell into a coma for three days and three nights. When he woke up, everything changed.

Qiu Mingyuan became famous, and the threshold of the Qiu family was almost broken by visitors. In just a few days, all the common people in Qingfeng County knew that the third son of the Qiu family had made a remarkable household puppet, and wanted to see it for themselves. magical stuff.

After being confused, Qiu Wanran became extremely angry, and immediately rushed to Qiu Mingyuan to question her.The other party did not rush, and replied with a smile: "This puppet was originally made by the two of us, right? If I hadn't encouraged you to persevere, how could you be where you are today?"

That's right, he was indeed grateful for Qiu Mingyuan's encouragement - but could it be that because of just one encouragement, the other party could be so confident and steal away his hard work of several months without saying a word! ?

He was so angry that he beat Qiu Mingyuan severely, and then was restrained by his family and turned to the head of the Qiu family.

The head of the family asked him why he shot his brother, and he angrily presented all the truth in front of everyone.

But no one believed him.

In other words, no one wants to believe him.

Perhaps everyone knew in their hearts that this puppet was indeed created by Qiu Wanran.But so what?When it was spread outside, did it mean that the third son of the Qiu family, Qing Chulan, was nice to hear, or was it that the puppet was actually made by a bastard who didn't deserve much attention?

The answer is self-evident.

Qiu Wanran finally felt completely chilled by this family.He didn't bring anything with him that night, he left Qiu's house alone, and left Qingfeng County.Later, by chance, I came to Zhenshanzong, and I have been living there.

"...That's how things are." Qiu Wan said hoarsely, "Later, as household puppets spread in the Northern Wilderness, Qiu Mingyuan became more and more famous. It is inevitable to hear his name. Who would have thought that it would happen this time."

"It's also because of this incident that I was so resistant to you at the beginning." Qiu Wanran apologized, "I thought... no one would treat others well without purpose."

"Drink some water first." Shen Budu pushed the cold tea over, "The corners of his mouth are almost bubbling."

Qiu Wanran gave a wry smile, picked up the teacup and drank it: "So I don't want to participate in Naluo Shizi's meeting. With Qiuming far away, I'm afraid I'll spit it out in front of my disgusting face."

"Then you got cold feet, didn't you?"

"..."

"Or," Shen Budu looked at him indifferently, hitting the nail on the head, "Are you afraid?"

Qiu Wanran trembled, slowly covered her face with her hands, and exhaled hot air tremblingly.

"That's right. I'm afraid, I don't really have any confidence at all..."

"Qiu Mingyuan has become a master respected by everyone, but I, who vowed to make a great achievement back then, have remained the same for a few years. I can't refine sacred artifacts. This conference is full of talents, and I must be able to refine precious artifacts There are not a few people. What is the difference between me and them?"

The former genius boy is now lost to everyone, even though he maintains a flamboyant and arrogant appearance on the outside, he can't hide the inferiority complex and fear in his heart.

He was anxious, embarrassed, angry, and powerless.

He didn't want to expose his exhausted and stagnant embarrassment in front of the thief who once stole his glory.

That would make him feel even more like a complete failure.

Shen Budu: "How old were you when you made your household puppet?"

"...Eighteen." Qiu Wanran raised her face and smiled with slightly red eye circles, "I remember very clearly that day was my birthday. I always thought it was the best gift God gave me. "

It's just that he didn't expect that the gift later turned into a nightmare, a shadow he couldn't get rid of for many years.

"Don't say you have no talent. You are better than when Shen Budu was."

Qiu Wanran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she only thought he was comforting herself: "Brother Shen, there is a limit to making me happy."

Shen Budu didn't say much, just asked: "Do you know why you haven't been able to refine the holy weapon?"

Qiu Wanran wanted to say that her talent was exhausted, but she thought of Shen Budu's consolation just now, so she put it another way: "...it should be that the ability is not enough."

"Your ability level is fine." Shen Budu bent his index finger and tapped on the table, "The problem is your state of mind."

Qiu Wanran was taken aback.

"Do you still remember how you felt when you refined your household puppets?"

"...Of course I remember." Qiu Wanran murmured, "At that time, I thought that Beihuang needed that kind of thing more than going to the spirit world. Because there are many poor people in Beihuang and life is not peaceful, if every family can With a puppet, life will definitely be much smoother than before..."

As for how much honor and praise he would receive after successful refining, he really didn't think about it at the time, and he didn't have time to think about it at all.

Shen Budu: "Then what were you thinking during these two years of refining?"

"I want to..." Qiu Wanran's throat was dry and sore, "I want to refine a holy weapon."

In his dreams, he wanted to forge a sacred artifact, to prove himself with his works, to shut up those who looked down on him, to make those villains look astonished...

But the more he longed for it, the more he fantasized about avenging his shame, the more he failed, even to the point where he couldn't stand it...

Qiu Wanran covered her face, hot tears suddenly gushed from between her fingers.

"You should have figured it out." Shen Budu stood up, and patted Qiu Wanran's shoulder, "You have been putting the cart before the horse all these years—refining artifacts is a very pure thing, why is there lingering around you when the sacred artifacts are born? Clear Qi? Because it reflects the state of mind of the craftsman. You treat it with sincerity, and it will respond to you with sincerity."

"Wash your face and come back with me to sign up." Shen Budu said, "It's not a man's job to flinch and escape. It's to make those shameless people who don't care about human affairs cry bitterly and regret so much that they want to go back to their mother's womb."

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