Chapter 54
"I have never seen a girl like this. This is the first time I have seen a girl perform charm since she practiced Pure Yin Wuji Gong."
A figure appeared silently behind Sang Yuqi. The person who came was a middle-aged Taoist nun, who was the Master Yaxian, the Master of Xianfu Guanguan.
Sang Yuqi's face suddenly turned cold, "What do you want to say? Do you think I will drown in Deng Shenxiu's small puddle? It's okay, if you think there is something wrong, you can report to the Lord. Didn't the Lord give you the right to report it?"
Master Yaxian smiled and said, "Miss is so serious. I am now under the girl, so naturally I only obey the girl's orders."
But Deng Shenxiu has been suffering from blood since she became famous. When a girl deals with him, she should be very cautious."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"Don't dare."
Master Yaxian left the door.
Sang Yuqi's clear starry eyes suddenly emitted a cold light, and she waved her hand gently, and the snow satin paper of the poem fell into pieces.
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Just at the stall where Master Yaxian came to the door, Deng Shenxiu went down the mountain.
He knew very well that since Sang Yuqi had made up her mind, she would never let her take her mother away.
He also guessed that Sang Yuqi would do a big move by praying for blessings, and also recalled her previous life.
However, he had been in Huaidong for a short time in his previous life, and only knew that it would be around April next year, when Shenghui would uprising, which would set off a lot of momentum in Huaidong.
It's still early now until April next year.
He couldn't figure out what Sang Yuqi sold in the gourd, but he knew that the more at this critical moment, there was nothing else to save his life, but only strength.
He has now been promoted to the third realm of driving objects, able to drive hundreds of pounds of objects, and can use multiple uses in one spirit.
With this basic foundation, he has a lot of stuff to do.
The journey of the jujube horse was very good. In the evening of that day, he returned to Hanyang County.
He saved the jujube horse at Yuanlai Inn and said goodbye to his overly enthusiastic boss, and returned home.
As soon as I got home, I was about to move the bag of purple sun sand back to the attic when a guest came to visit. It was Mr. Liu.
No matter how anxious Deng Shenxiu was and inhumane, he could only invite Mr. Liu to come in.
Without him serving tea, Liu Yuanwai led the team himself and started working in Deng Shenxiu Courtyard.
Deng Shenxiu was about to ask why, but another guest arrived.
For only half a stick of incense, the small courtyard of Deng Shenxiu's house was built with seven or eight tables borrowed from Sanjiang Restaurant, and dozens of people sat in full.
There is no way. Now all Changwu and Deng Shenxiu are absolutely hot topics, not to mention his hometown Hanyang County.
The celebrities, officials and Confucian scholars who came to congratulate Hanyang all showed twelve enthusiasm for Deng Shenxiu.
He was very grateful for what he did in Changwu Mansion.
During the whole banquet, the guests rose up and returned with great pleasure.
When Deng Shenxiu lay back on the bed, it was already three o'clock.
He slept until noon the next day before finishing his washing. He suddenly remembered what he asked everyone for instructing him at the banquet yesterday, and hurried out to go east of the city.
When he arrived at the wild cemetery in the east of the city, the open space of hundreds of square meters was entangled with white gray.
The open space was filled with all kinds of black bricks.
Seeing him coming, many people rushed over.
"I am Liu San, the servant of Liu Yuanwai, and my servant contributes two kilns."
"Wang Wei'an, the butler of the villain, contributed three kilns."
"In the second year of Zhang Juren's wife, my brother-in-law is too late to start, and the kiln has been sold out. He went to Jiangxia, neighboring county, and bought two kilns for the young master, and pulled them back overnight..."
Everyone reported their homes one after another.
Deng Shenxiu bowed, "Thank you all, I'm also asking you all to thank you for your wise brothers for me. He said that Deng is deeply grateful and will give you a drink to thank you later.
By the way, this is the cost of purchasing the kiln this time..."
He took out the silver notes, and the leaders were like avoiding snakes and scorpions, leading their respective teams and fled in panic, leaving only the black bricks piled up like hills.
It turns out that these black bricks have extraordinary origins and are all fire bricks from the kilns of blacksmith shops for more than three years.
Deng Shenxiu's purpose is of course not these fire bricks, but the essence of iron accumulated in the fire bricks.
When a blacksmith makes a blacksmith, the iron filings will fall off and fall into the fire mouth. Over time, a considerable part of these iron filings will be integrated into the fire bricks.
With the long-lasting accumulation and repeated calcination, the essence of fine iron will form in the fire bricks...
Of course, the longer the kiln, the richer the accumulated essence of iron.
Deng Shenxiu brought these fire bricks from the kilns for more than three years in order to refine the essence of iron in these fire bricks.
It is worth mentioning that there is a fine iron essence in the iron kiln. This secret will be first revealed in the north four or five years later.
It will take seven or eight years to extract the essence of iron and essence in these kilns to explode.
At that time, Deng Shenxiu had already achieved high cultivation and had long looked down on this iron spirit.
But at present, this thing has a very effective effect on him.
This time he returned to Hanyang County, and was here for this thing.
This thing is also available in other places, but if you want to get so many blacksmith shops, you must have a strong influence.
Only in Hanyang County, when Deng Shenxiu had such influence, could this matter be accomplished.
Of course, he asked everyone to build a kiln and made up a suitable excuse, saying that if he wanted to participate in the cultivation of Haoranqi, he needed this gathering of objects from the stunning sun.
No one looked at what he wanted these broken bricks for, but he took the opportunity to get these broken bricks as a chance to make friends with him.
Facing this fire brick like a hill, Deng Shenxiu sat cross-legged and slowly released his clear spiritual energy.
The essence of essence iron belongs to the strong yang, and the clear spiritual energy can be easily perceived.
It took two hours to pick up nearly 800 fire bricks with strong yang aura and entrusted a few civilians. Without much effort, they moved the eight hundred fire bricks into the attic of their home.
As soon as the eight hundred fire bricks were moved in, the already vast attic was so crowded that it could only accommodate one person.
Deng Shenxiu took out the bag of purple sun sand, poured it into a large iron pot, and then poured it into three fire bricks, sank the waist and started thrusting.
After half a stick of incense, the whole casserole began to burst out with green smoke, and the three fire bricks suddenly burst into seven or eight pieces.
Deng Shenxiu activated his spiritual power to move the broken fire bricks out. At the same time, several crystal objects the size of sugar were moved into an empty sea bowl.
The spiritual power was activated, and after a moment's notice, three more fire bricks fell into the casserole. Deng Shenxiu continued to fuck and stir-fry.
As time passes by little by little, Deng Shenxiu seems to be tireless.
After five days and nights, nearly eight hundred bricks of fire turned into a house of broken soil, and half a bowl of crystal clear became more than a bowl.
At the same time, a pot of purple sun sand turned into black black, and there was no warmth in the tentacles.
Obviously, during this thrust, Zi Yang Sand has died.
Deng Shenxiu was not worried but happy. He was cautious and poured all the small bowl of iron essence into a pocket and tightly sealed it.
Chapter completed!