"Don't let people go, women are mothers-in-law and mother-in-law, and it's getting dark!" On the carriage, a sullen Lan Yingwu shouted.
General Lan was annoyed.
That disappointing daughter, you said everyone was leaving, she knew how to hold her mother to cry and cry, why no one came to hold him to say a few words, no one was afraid that he would be overly sad, suffer from depression or something Well.
Also, the one named Yan Jiu.
Earlier, he was the third and fourth child in front of him, but when he met Mrs. Lan, he became like a good grandson.
It was as if he had become a bad guy by himself, the more Lan Yingwu thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.
Lan Cai'er watched the carriage carrying her parents leave, but her father, Lan Yingwu, didn't even look at her. She hugged Yan Jiu and cried like a child.
"Yan Jiu, Daddy really doesn't want my daughter anymore."
Seeing Lan Cai'er crying until her nose and eyes were red, Yan Jiu felt as uncomfortable as an ant biting her, he said softly.
"Cai'er, I promise you, after I finish my work, I will personally bring our children to the door to seek forgiveness from Mr. Yue Zhang." Yan Jiu tightly held Lan Cai'er's hand, he only hoped , that day will not be too long.
"Who wants to have a baby with you." Lan Cai'er smiled through tears, and hit Yan Jiu several times.
It's just that Yan Jiu and Lan Cai'er didn't expect that Yan Jiu's words came true.
Many years later, he really visited Lan Mansion, but at that time, what he had to face was not Lan Yingwu, but...
Another month passed after Lan Yingwu and the others left.
With the help of Yan Jiu, Mercenary City has gradually entered the right track.
During this period, a small episode also occurred.
Due to the disappearance of elder Gu and many disciples of the outer sect, Hunyuan Sect sent people to investigate the matter.
Fortunately, Ye Lingyue and Yan Jiu had already made preparations.
The results of the investigation by the people of Hunyuanzong showed that Elder Gu and others were ambushed by Qinglei and Ban from Qinglei Daomen accidentally, and an unprecedented battle broke out in the Zizhuling area.
In the end, both Hunyuanzong and Qinglei Daomen were defeated, and Elder Gu and Huang Daxian, the head of Qinglei Daomen, fell in this battle.
And in Ye Lingyue's Hongmengtian, the seven or eight Qiankun Zijin Bamboos transplanted in have also undergone transformation.
That night, due to the rush of time, Ye Lingyue just transplanted the shoots of Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo into it.
The flow of time in Hongmengtian is much faster than the outside world. Qiankun Zizhu is inside, but within a month, it has broken through the ground several times.
Due to the influence of Hongmengtian's aura, Qiankun Zijinzhu also underwent some changes.
The Qiankun Zijin Bamboo, which was originally only half a person tall, has grown to a height of several feet for the first time, and the bamboo body has become much stronger, with bamboo knots growing on it. Ye Lingyue is very suspicious of that posture. After a few months, Qiankun Zijin Bamboo is about to grow to the size of moso bamboo.
Ye Lingyue also heard from Long Baobao earlier that the higher the age of Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo, the better the quality.
The Qiankun Zijin Bamboo that grew in Zizhu Ridge earlier was generally between one hundred and two hundred years old, and the bamboo joints were only one or two joints at most.
But after being transplanted into Hongmengtian, the knots of the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo became three or four knots, and the most wisdom reached five knots.
This means that it has been five hundred years of Qiankun Zijin Bamboo.
Not only that, but some cute little bamboo shoots grew one after another on the ground.
Moreover, the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo planted in Hongmengtian doesn't need to be cut down with a weapon that has melted the fire spirit. It only needs Ye Lingyue to control the divine sense, and it can be cut down easily.
Everything is ready, the rest is refining.
Ye Lingyue pondered for a while, and planned to cut down some Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo in the near future, and try to use them to refine Qiankun Bags.
Long Baobao taught Ye Lingyue how to refine the Qiankun bag, but Ye Lingyue suffered from lack of materials earlier, so she never refined it.
Now that the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo is growing very well, Ye Lingyue decided to collect the first batch first for refining.
If the refinement is successful, Ye Lingyue intends to use the Qiankun bag to anonymously participate in the world's number one refinement.
Ye Lingyue has a temper of doing what she says.
That night, she brought Xiao Zhi yo to the refining room of the City Lord's Mansion.
Since the eradication of the Mercenary Alliance, Ye Lingyue has moved all the refining materials from the small refining shop to the City Lord's Mansion, and only Long Baobao will use them on weekdays.
After nightfall, Long Baobao has also gone to rest.
Ye Lingyue took out three sections of Qiankun Zijin Bamboo that were about the length of an arm. It was a whole 500-year-old Qiankun Zijin Bamboo.
Ye Lingyue was afraid that she would fail in her first refinement, so she said goodbye to the third stage.
With a movement of consciousness, the dry cauldron in Ye Lingyue's palm flew out.
Inhale a section of Qiankun Zijin Bamboo into the dry cauldron.
Due to the high purity of the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo grown in Hongmengtian, the first step of purification can be almost omitted.
Ye Lingyue directly started the second step, refining the weapon with pill fire.
Even though Ye Lingyue had other experience in refining weapons, it was the first time that she could use her natal pill fire and ashes fire to refine weapons.
When that little gray fire in the dantian jumped into the cauldron, Ye Lingyue's heart couldn't help but lift up.
Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue smelled a burnt smell before the ashes burned for a long time.
The first five hundred years of Qiankun Zijin Bamboo was burned directly into coke.
Ye Lingyue felt distressed and frightened at the same time.
"What kind of will-o'-the-wisp, what a prodigal, the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo, which couldn't even be harmed by Yuanli and Spirituality, was directly burned."
Little Huihuo was still inside Ye Lingyue's cauldron, moving back and forth, like a naughty child.
Cursing is scolding, Ye Lingyue understands very well in her heart, it is the first time to use the natal pill fire to make alchemy, and she blames herself for not being proficient in controlling it.
Ye Lingyue was depressed for a while, but after thinking about it again, the ash fire seemed to be more powerful than she imagined, otherwise how could it have scorched a piece of Zijin Bamboo in the blink of an eye.
Ye Lingyue adjusted her breath, and took out a second piece of Qiankun Zijin Bamboo.
This time, Ye Lingyue learned to be clever, she carefully controlled the ash fire, and did not throw the Zijin bamboo directly into the fire.
The Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo was quickly burned as red as iron, and hair-like purple-gold bamboo fibers were pulled out from the bamboo body. As the ashes burned slowly, the bamboo fibers became There were red-hot silk threads.
Those silk threads are as slender and soft as spider silk, and Ye Lingyue continues to use her consciousness to control those silk threads.
In her mind, the appearance of the universe bag was sketched, and those silk threads seemed to have eyes, criss-crossing, like a weaver girl weaving with invisible hands.
A quarter of an hour later, a beautiful purplish-gold pouch shaped like a sachet fell into Ye Lingyue's hands.