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He glanced around and landed on the wooden building. He pricked up his ears and listened. He didn't hear any breathing coming from the wooden building. His eyes fell on the piano that was picking up the bison by the stream with its back to him. Looking at the two figures from behind, he secretly said in his heart:
"Could this girl be a disciple of the sacred weapon master? Otherwise, how could there be a hoe and spade of the tenth-grade sacred weapon?"
He lowered his head and looked at the hoe and spade in his hand again, and he didn't know what it felt like.
"He actually refined a hoe and a shovel into a sacred weapon..."
He stood up with a hoe and spade and walked towards Qinshuang. Qin Shuang heard the footsteps and came to her side, looked up at the old man and said with a smile:
"Senior, don't worry, we'll have a barbecue soon."
The old man grinned and thought to himself: "Am I in a hurry to eat? What delicious food have I not eaten before?"
"this and that… "
He looked at Qin Shuang, who was squatting by the stream to collect the bison, and then looked at the hoe and spade in his hand. The always strong old man actually stuttered a little at this time.
Qin Shuang looked up at the old man and found that the old man was holding his own hoe and spade in his hands, so he couldn't help but smile:
"Senior, I'll treat you to a barbecue. You don't have to work. Besides, I've just finished cleaning up the medicine garden."
The old man almost staggered.
Who wants to work for you
ah
I'm Tangtang... Why don't you just eat your rotten barbecue? I only eat it to give you face. When others line up to treat me, I don’t even give face to you. He took a deep breath and let his voice sound casual.
"Qinshuang, this hoe and spade..."
"Oh!" Qin Shuang had already finished dissecting the cow neatly and started cleaning the beef: "That one is for cultivating medicinal gardens and weeding."
"I... know!" The old man breathed unevenly again, and then he revealed the urgency in his heart and said, "Where did you get this hoe and spade?"
"I cast it!"
"Did you cast it?" The old man's voice suddenly rose an octave higher.
"Ouch..."
A roar louder than the old man's voice came from the entrance of the valley, and then he saw the earth bear carrying a big tree and slamming in. He glared at the old man fiercely, and then slammed the big tree. He threw it to the ground, slapped his hands, and chopped the big tree into pieces of wood.
Qin Shuang had already cleaned the bison, picked up the beef, and walked towards the house. The old man followed behind with hoes and shovels in his left and right hands. Qin Shuang put the cow on the rack, piled the wood chopped by the Earth Bear into a bonfire, and then lit it. Qin Shuang sat on the wooden pier beside the campfire, cupped his hands towards the old man and said:
"I haven't asked the seniors for their surnames yet."
"Just call me Mu Lao. Qinshuang, were you really the one who forged this hoe and spade?"
"Yeah!" Qin Shuang nodded and said, "Mu Lao is a caster, right?"
"how do you know?"
"You can tell that hoes and shovels are sacred weapons. How could you not be a caster? And Mu Lao's skill in casting must be quite high, right?"
"You know that I see that hoes and shovels are sacred weapons?"
Qin Shuang showed a look of dumbfounding, and Mu Lao's face turned red, and he immediately realized that he was so anxious. If he didn't recognize it as a sacred weapon, how could he have that expression
"Did you really cast it? Not your master?"
"Of course I cast it."
"Your master?"
"My master went away and said he had nothing to teach me anymore, so he left me alone. I haven't seen my master for a year."
Qin Shuang's face showed a look of longing, and Mu Lao looked speechless for a while. Such an apprentice just threw it away.
besides…
This guy is a sacristan!
A sacred weapon master actually ran to Tiandan Peak of Tianjianmen, and he was still in the assessment stage. Why do you think this is so unreliable
"Qinshuang, why do you want to come to Tianjianmen?"
"Because I'm learning swords!" Qin Shuang said matter-of-factly.
"But... you are the sacristan!"
"I know!"
"You know you still went to Tiandan Peak? You should go to Tianwei Peak!"
"No!" Qin Shuang shook his head and said: "Why go to Tianwei Peak? I am already a sacred weapon master, and I can't learn anything from going to Tianwei Peak."
"You can teach others if you can't learn!"
Qin Shuang looked at Mu Lao like a fool, and said leisurely: "My master said that the art of casting cannot be passed on lightly."
"oh!"
Mu Lao's expression froze, and then his face turned red. Of course, the art of casting weapons cannot be taught lightly, especially the art of casting weapons from a Saint Artifact Master. Currently, there is only one Saint Artifact Master in the mainland, Zhong Wuji, and even Zhong Wuji is only a sixth-grade Saint Artifact Master. Let alone want to compete with him. Learning to cast weapons, or even asking him to cast weapons, is a very difficult task.
"Huh? Endless species?"
"Qinshuang, is your master a kind of infinite?"
"Boundless species? No!" Qin Shuang shook his head.
"Then what level of caster are you now?"
"Can't you see?" Qin Shuang pointed to the hoe and spade in Mu Lao's hand.
Mu Lao's face turned red. In such a short time, he had blushed more times than in his whole life.
"Look... I can't tell. I can only tell that it's a sacred weapon."
"Tenth grade holy weapon!" Qin Shuang said proudly: "That's why my master said there is nothing more to teach me."
"Tenth grade!"
Mu Lao was so excited that the muscles on his face were trembling. He carefully put down the hoe and spade in his hands. When he thought of Qin Shuang using a sacred tool to remove weeds, he felt that it was ridiculous for him to be so cautious. Two big hands rubbed in front of him and said:
"Qin... Holy Master, can you teach me the art of casting weapons?"
"No!" Qin Shuang shook his head and said, "My master said that it can only be taught to his own disciples."
"Then... I will worship you as my teacher!"
Qin Shuang glanced at Mu Lao with disgust and said, "You are too old and inappropriate."
"I… "
Mu Lao touched his gray hair, helplessness appeared on his face, he tried his best to look humble, and said in a soft voice:
"Master Qin, although I am a little older, I don't need to learn from scratch. I am now a ninth-grade artifact master. Under the guidance of Master Qin, I will definitely learn faster than those young boys. ! This way you won’t lose the face of Master Qin!”
"That's it!" Qin Shuang scratched his head and looked like he was thinking, Mu Lao looked at Qin Shuang nervously.
"Ouch..."
The Earth Bear barked, and then pointed its thick fingers at the beef on the campfire. It turned out that it was time to apply the seasoning.
"Just wait a minute!"
Qin Shuang said to Mu Lao, while taking out various seasonings and began to apply them on the beef. At this moment, Mu Lao wanted to stab the Earth Bear to death with one sword. At the most critical moment, he was interrupted by the Earth Bear. If he hadn't been unable to defeat the Earth Bear...
Mu Lao glared at the Earth Bear fiercely.
"Ouch!" The Earth Bear roared at Mu Lao.
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