Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 150

Jun Guling was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

"Is this illusion too realistic?"

I remember that it was not like this the first time I came in. At that time, the old man had a serious look, but no matter how you look at it now, he is quite spiritual.

"What are you doing in a daze? Bring wine, cough, no, did you bring a gift?"

Jun Guling:
How can this one ask the disciple to offer the ceremony of worshiping the teacher?
As a master, shouldn't you reward me with something?
Jun Guling secretly rolled his eyes, and directly saluted the unreliable Elder Xu Yun.

"Disciple Jun Guling, pay respects to Master."

Regardless of whether it was a wisp of consciousness left behind by the other party or what, as a disciple, she still had to have the rules she should have.

"I'm in a hurry today, Master, don't blame me, next time I must remember——"

Now it was Elder Xu Yun's turn to be dissatisfied, he stroked his beard and pouted, and cast a disgusted look at her.

"Humph--"

He doesn't even inquire about his master's hobbies, and doesn't distract himself.

So he turned around directly, gave Jun Guling a back view, and said in a cold voice, "Tell me, what do you want to ask this time? But is there anything you don't understand about the exercises?"

"That's right, it's not easy to practice the "Nine Layers of God's Hammer Judgment". As a female disciple of yours, you are already at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength. Let alone a superposition, you may have never even entered the gate, right? However, there is no good way for you to find me. There is no shortcut to find, you'd better get down-to-earth—"

Before he could finish speaking, Jun Guling's eyes moved slightly, and he interrupted him solemnly.

"Master, the disciples are not here to seek shortcuts, but the disciples are here to seek the method of casting."

Elder Xu Yun:
After hearing this, his face turned black, and he reprimanded with a serious face: "The method of casting? Have you entered the first stage of the exercise? You have never even started, and you still want to swallow a fat man? Little girl, Don't aim too high, be too greedy, be careful that you will spoil your stomach—”

Elder Xu Yun blew on his beard with a displeased expression on his face.

It's really not polite for this stinky girl to interrupt the old man's speech.

And Jun Guling frowned when he saw this, straightened his waist and said, "Does the first level count as a beginner? But I have already practiced to the third level—"

puff---
Elder Xu Yun spit out the wine in a gulp, and raised his head to look at her in some embarrassment.

"You what? You practiced to the third level?"

Seeing Elder Xu Yun's surprised appearance, Jun Guling smiled, "Yes——"

While speaking, his consciousness moved slightly, and a piece of top-grade black iron appeared in his hand instantly.

Then he respectfully offered both hands, "The disciple is poor and has no possessions, but the disciple's self-motivated heart can be learned from the world. This piece of top-grade black iron should be regarded as a meeting gift prepared by the disciple for the master——"

Jun Guling leaned slightly, very respectful.

But half a day later, the black iron in her hand was still there, and she raised her head in confusion.

result--
"what--"

She was taken aback, looking at the people close at hand, she didn't notice it at all?

What kind of cultivation is this?
Elder Xu Yun, who had been watching for a long time, gave her an angry look, "What's all the fuss about?"

But he said this on the lips, but he was shocked and excited in his heart.

He tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart, pretending to be serious and said, "Did you really hit this?"

"certainly--"

Jun Guling looked helpless, is it necessary for her to cheat on this matter?

Elder Ke Xuyun obviously didn't believe it.

"You're playing a blog and see——"

Jun Guling:
"At this?"

This is an illusion, how——
As a result, before she finished thinking, she felt fascinated, and when she regained her senses, she had already returned to the refining room.

Just when she was at a loss, Elder Xu Yun urged her, "What are you thinking? Hit—"

She was slightly taken aback, followed the voice, and saw that Elder Xu Yun was already standing beside her, but it looked a little illusory.

Jun Guling was a little confused.

She is sure that this is not a spirit, nor an environment, it is very similar to the feeling of a photo stone.

But the photo stone can only record a segment of the picture, and the picture is dead, but the Elder Xu Yun in front of him doesn't look like a dead thing in terms of his sanity?
She was a little confused.

However, with doubts, she still started to strike the iron skillfully.

Sparks splashed in all directions, and the sound was endless.

Not long after, a black iron ingot glowing with silver light was forged.

The so-called practice makes perfect, the magic hammer has been superimposed three times without knowing it, hit one hammer, three powers superimposed, constantly acting on the black iron ore, impurities are quickly removed, this is the key to her ability to hit the best black iron.

Elder Xu Yun beside him was already dumbfounded, and then became excited.

"Okay, great—"

"Hahaha, I have Xu Yun's successor, hahaha, hahaha——"

That sound raised his head to the sky and screamed, which made Jun Guling baffled.

There are successors, isn't that what you said?

But Elder Xu Yun didn't care about this, and immediately said after laughing, "From now on, you will be the only closed disciple of this seat, inheriting the mantle of this seat——"

After saying this, Jun Guling was dumbfounded.

"Huh? I——, this—"

The reason why she wanted the method of casting soldiers was mainly to create an ordinary soldier, so that she could become a first-grade craftsman, and passed the test, and her status as a direct disciple would be firmly established.

But she never thought that she would be Elder Xuyun's closed disciple.

What is a closed disciple?

That is to give the master to the end of his retirement and take charge of the sect.

For example, her identity as the owner of the God of Medicine Valley is not because she is the biological daughter of the old man of the Medicine Sage, but because she is the closed disciple of the Medicine Sage.

The identity of this closed disciple is even more honorable than that of the first disciple who was passed down directly.

But the problem is, she didn't want to spend her whole life working as a blacksmith, she——
But Elder Xuyun didn't give her a chance to refute at all.

"What is this? Are you crazy about being happy? Hahaha——"

Elder Xu Yun stroked his beard, smiled into a chrysanthemum, and then said proudly, "Hmph, everyone wants to use this exercise of mine, I really think I'm so poor that I won't be able to stand up for the rest of my life, right?" Bar?"

"Hmph, I'm not as good as they want, my dear disciple, practice hard——"

Jun Guling:
Do some knitting?
Who's crazy about it?
"I--"

As a result, before she could finish speaking, the screen turned, and she came to the previous illusion again, but the previous scenery was changed. There was no longer a big tree in front of her, but a big open-air stove.

Elder Xu Yun changed his sloppy image just now, and now he stood in front of the stove, holding a big hammer, and said with a serious face: "If you want to train soldiers, first forge your soul—"

While speaking, he shot out a spell with his left hand, and there was a sound of fire in the furnace, and the flames rose instantly.

Jun Guling took a step back in fright, joking, can the temperature of the flame temper her, okay?

But what she never expected was that there was no heat——
She froze for a moment, then took another step forward, but still not, she stretched out her hand carefully——
"Okay, there's no need to test it anymore, you're useless, haven't you even seen the Chuanyingyu?"

"What? Shadow Jade?"

Jun Guling was a little confused, what is this?
(End of this chapter)