Unnamed Peak, inside the cave.

Looking at the fragrant spirit fish carcass on the plate, Qingsu thought silently in her heart.

'There is no greater suffering for living beings than this. This also shows how precious the fruit of immortality is... I'm offended.'

Qingsu took a small mouthful of steamed fish with bamboo chopsticks, put it between her lips and chewed it carefully, her eyes suddenly became a little brighter;

She picked up another piece of fried fish skin and stuffed it into the tip of her teeth. With a crispy click sound, two doors seemed to appear behind her, and behind them there was a colorful secret world;

When Li Ping'an brought the squirrel mandarin fish, the two doors that had just opened a gap were kicked open.

"tasty!"

Qing Su didn't even raise her head, holding the fish in small mouths, and said happily:

"Everyone in Caiyun Peak is busy practicing, but very few people use such ordinary food."

Li Ping'an took off his homemade apron and poured some fruit juice for his master with a smile.

"Master, all food has the pleasure of ordinary food. Immortals are not stained with dirt. They just taste all kinds of flavors, find freshness and tenderness, and enjoy crispness and smoothness. This is the so-called pleasure of oneself."

"Well," Qing Su said softly, "no wonder they always like to get something to drink with when they drink."

"Master, please take it easy. I gained some insights while cooking. I will go and practice for a while. I will take care of the dishes later."

Li Ping'an walked to a corner and closed his eyes in concentration.

He only cooked to make his master happy, and he didn't have much appetite.

Qing Su turned her head and glanced at her apprentice. When she picked up the dishes, she would clean up the dishes on her side, leaving the other half neatly.

…

Inside Wanyun Palace.

A group of old immortals gathered around the twelve strange-looking magic weapons, discussing something intensely.

Li Dazhi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and kept explaining something, his lips threatening to smoke.

A corner of the main hall, behind the screen.

The head of Wanyun Sect, Taoist Yunmo, along with three inner sect elders and two deputy heads, were drinking and chatting with several heads of friendly sects.

These leaders of the Friend Sect should have left long ago;

But they all saw the beauty of the 'assembly line' production of magic weapons, and they all wanted to shamelessly talk about friendship and strive for some future financial resources.

The head of Wanyun Sect, Taoist Yunmo, is now...

Regret, very regret.

What tricks did he think a Condensing Light Realm disciple could do?

He really just wanted Junior Brother Dazhi's son to show off his skills in front of several heads of friendly sects.

The more outstanding the disciples are, the more prosperous the sect will be in the future.

Taoist Yunmo never expected this.

Li Pingan came up and gave him a big job!

Seeing that the twelve magic weapons could refine magic weapons by themselves, Taoist Yunmo concluded that the world of weapon refining would soon change.

For ordinary magic weapons, the biggest cost is the 'human head'. The magic weapons need to be made piece by piece by Qi practitioners. The production cycle is long and the quality is unstable.

If these twelve ugly-looking magical instruments are reproduced in hundreds of sets, and combined with the spiritual mineral resources controlled by Wanyun Sect itself, we can continuously produce ordinary magical instruments with very little manpower...

The great prosperity of Wan Yun is right before our eyes!

A middle-aged female headmaster sighed: "Senior brother Yunmo, we are wise people and don't tell secrets. For such a matter of refining weapons, you should tell us whether it is successful or not. At least give us accurate information."

"

"Hey, junior sister, I don't dare to speak out loud."

Taoist Yunmo said seriously:

"Pindao really needs to consider this matter. Whether this set of magical instruments can be used, Pindao is not sure about it. The power of the flying swords and other ordinary magical instruments produced also needs to be carefully examined.

"Please also ask Rong Wanyun Sect to be more prepared."

The head of the Wei Yuan Sect, who looked tall and handsome, started shouting directly: "Yun Mo! Your Wan Yun Sect is so powerful now, you can't just leave us unhappy old brothers aside! It's not like we are taking advantage of you! You can set any conditions you want.

!”

"Everyone, you and our sect have made a contract. If we encounter foreign enemies, we should rush to each other's aid. These long years have passed, can you still not trust Pindao?"

Taoist Yunmo said in a deep voice:

"You can just wait for the news from Pindao. If this road can be opened, Pindao will never forget our ten thousand years of sect friendship!"

Several heads looked at me and I looked at you, but no one stood up to say goodbye.

"Senior Brother Head."

Deputy head Mo Yi suddenly said:

"There are still a lot of troubles here, such as how to stably produce magical artifacts of average quality, how to sell these magical artifacts, how to earn spiritual stones while maintaining the name of our Wan Yun Sect, we can't let people

Saying too much is not.

"Junior Brother Dazhi has indeed made great contributions to the sect this time..."

Taoist Yunmo turned to look at Deputy Head Mo Yi, his eyes full of meaning.

But Mo Yi changed the topic and ignored the leader's eyes;

Although he knew that this was too forward, he still said the following words:

"In my humble opinion, this matter is of great importance.

"The reward can be more generous for Junior Brother Dazhi, but in the future, the weapon refining should be included in the scope of Yangyun Hall according to the sect rules, and should be under the jurisdiction of the elders of the outer sect.

"This will not delay Junior Brother Dazhi's cultivation. He has just entered the Immortal Realm and should focus on cultivation."

The leader Yun Mo closed his eyes, his expression getting colder.

Mo Yi looked at the head senior brother with a smile. Today he was uncharacteristically like an old-looking 'stupid green man'.

The atmosphere above the Immortal Banquet was a bit solid.

How could the heads of the Youzong here not understand that Mo Yi was taking advantage of their presence to beat around the bush and suppress the limelight of Li Dazhi, the son of fate?

But these leaders really don't understand a bit.

This Mo Yi... was carried away by his great luck?

Our sect has finally acquired a great luck person. This great luck person is fast in cultivation, has good character, and has actually made great contributions to the sect. Instead of praising and coaxing, the top leaders of the sect are actually trying to suppress him?

"Deputy Leader Mo Yi!"

An elder from the inner sect frowned and said, "Several heads of the Friend Sect are here. Let's discuss internal affairs later!"

"Elder Sun, it doesn't matter. Junior Brother Mo Yi is also thinking about the sect."

Taoist Yunmo raised his hand to signal and said:

"These fellow Taoists are not outsiders and have deep feelings with our Wan Yun Sect, so it's okay to talk about this directly.

"In my opinion, Junior Brother Mo Yi, how can we share this good life of earning spiritual stones with our friend sect?"

Mo Yi said with a smile: "It's up to you, senior brother, to make the decision. Pindao's responsibility is only to be responsible for the transfer of martial arts to all the disciples in the sect."

"Yeah?"

Taoist Yunmo nodded slightly:

"We might as well invite Junior Brother Dazhi over directly and ask him what he thinks.

"After all, this magical weapon and this method were thought up by Junior Brother Dazhi and his son. Junior Brother Dazhi's opinion is the most important.

"Come here, please ask Junior Brother Dazhi to come over."

There was a deacon outside who respectfully accepted the order and left quickly.

After a while, Li Dazhi's voice came from outside.

"...The two steps of engraving and inlaying are the key. The first few processes are actually melting the materials and using some methods to bring out the properties of the materials. This is the way of refining weapons, and the elders in the sect all understand it.

"The technical work of engraving is the core. I debugged it dozens of times before I barely succeeded!

"In the future, as long as we master the core craftsmanship, there is no way we will lose spirit stones... I will go to the head brother first, and everyone will wait for me to come back to chat!"

Li Dazhi wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and hurriedly turned to the screen.

He glanced at the immortals, bowed his hands to the headmaster, and said: "I have met the headmaster, senior brother, and all the fellow Taoists."

Taoist Yunmo narrowed his eyes and his voice became much gentler.

"Junior Brother Dazhi, please sit down and rest for a while."

"Hey, okay."

As soon as Li Dazhi was about to sit down at the last table, he saw the head brother waving at him. He was not polite and sat directly next to the head, rolled up his sleeves, and drank several gulps of spiritual spring water.
To be continued...