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The next morning, Wang Changsheng took Wang Qingze out and headed to Lingbing Pavilion.

Wang Ruyan warmly received Wang Changsheng, and gave Wang Changsheng a drawing and two refining materials.

Wang Changsheng brought Wang Qingze to the backyard. Wang Shuchong had already drank it. He smelled of alcohol, but he was still sober. He was supervising several apprentices refining the materials.

"Old Wang, this is my nephew Qing Ze, you can give him a little work. I'm in the refining room. Qing Ze, learn from Mr. Wang, you know?"

It stands to reason that it is not too much for Wang Changsheng to call Wang Shuchong Wang Xiaoyou, but he intends to draw closer to Wang Ruyan. Wang Shuchong is Wang Ruyan's uncle, and it is appropriate for Wang Changsheng to call Wang Lao.

"Senior Wang is polite, since it is your nephew, I will take good care of him, you are busy!"

Wang Shuchong agreed repeatedly, grabbed a few peanuts with his hands, and threw them into his mouth.

Wang Changsheng told Wang Qingze a few words, and strode towards the refining room.

After starting the soundproof array in the room, all the noise disappeared.

He took out the drawing of the refiner and checked it carefully.

What he wants to refine is a low-grade magic weapon, the Golden Moon Knife. Of course, with the crafting blueprint, if there are enough materials and the level of the crafting is high enough, it is not a problem to make a top-grade magic weapon.

He patted the storage bag, and the Ziyang Furnace flew out of it.

Wang Changsheng flicked with his ten fingers, and hit several magic tricks on the Ziyang furnace. The furnace cover automatically flew up and slowly landed on the ground.

He threw two fist-sized golden ore into the Ziyang furnace, closed the furnace cover, and the magic formula changed.

With a muffled sound, a purple flame appeared out of thin air at the bottom of the Ziyang Furnace, and the temperature in the room slowly rose.

One day passed quickly.

In the refining room, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a green futon, his face slightly pale.

A large purple flame flooded the Ziyang Furnace, and the heat wave was billowing.

After a while, Wang Changsheng's tactic was pinched, and a tactic hit the Ziyang furnace.

With a muffled sound, the furnace cover flew up, and a large piece of golden liquid flew out from it.

Under the control of Wang Changsheng's consciousness, the golden liquid twisted and deformed for a while, and slowly condensed into a golden knife that was three feet long.

Wang Changsheng took out a blue porcelain bottle and tossed it forward. A magic trick hit the blue porcelain bottle, and a large black liquid flew out from it, and it rolled around, wrapping the golden knife.

As soon as the black liquid touched the golden knife, there was a muffled "puchi" sound, and a burst of white smoke rose.

The white smoke dissipated, and a pale golden long knife was suspended in mid-air.

Wang Changsheng made a move with one hand, and the golden saber flew towards him and landed firmly on his hand.

This golden knife is just a model now, not even a spiritual tool. The sword-like magic tool needs to be hammered thousands of times to drive out the impurities in it, then tempered again, forged again, and finally successfully engraved with the spiritual pattern. Call it a magic weapon.

As soon as he pinched the magic trick, the flame at the bottom of the Ziyang Furnace dissipated and disappeared, the Ziyang Furnace shrank rapidly, and the storage bag that flew back to his waist disappeared.

Wang Changsheng put the golden knife into the storage bag and left the refining room.

At this time, it was dusk, and the sunset put a red shirt on Canglan City.

Next to the stove, the sound of "kengkeng" metal colliding could be heard endlessly. Wang Qingze and Wang Shuchong sat together drinking and chatting.

Wang Changsheng frowned slightly, and asked with a stern face: "Qingze, didn't I ask you to follow Wang Lao? What are you doing?"

"Senior Wang, don't blame him. I'm boring to drink alone, so let him accompany me. If you want to blame, blame me."

Wang Shuchong defended Wang Qingze.

Wang Changsheng's expression softened, and he said, "For the sake of Mr. Wang, forget it this time, leave, and come back with me."

Wang Qingze responded, greeted Wang Shuchong, and walked out with Wang Changsheng.

When they came to the hall, Wang Ruyan just walked downstairs.

Wang Ruyan smiled at Wang Changsheng and asked, "Fellow Daoist Wang, how is it? Are you still used to it?"

"It's alright, Fairy Wang, Wang will go back to bathe and change, see you in Baixianglou."

Wang Ruyan smiled and agreed, and watched Wang Changsheng leave.

"Ruyan, this kid invites you to dinner so soon, it should be interesting to you."

Wang Shu rushed over, hiccupped, and joked.

Wang Ruyan heard the words, her beautiful cheeks were covered with red glow, and she blushed and said, "Uncle Eighteen, what nonsense are you talking about, I have nothing to do with fellow Daoist Wang."

"I know you have nothing to do with him, so he won't be so. This kid calls me Mr. Wang. He is so polite and shows that he is interested in you. If I hadn't been your eighteenth uncle, he wouldn't have been so polite to me. Open your eyes, don't be deceived by him, men are afraid of going into the wrong profession, women are afraid of marrying the wrong man."

Wang Shuchong reminded kindly.

"Got it, Uncle Eighteen, don't drink all day, it's not too late to drink after you're done."

"Hey, I'm drunk at the moment, who knows what will happen tomorrow, I'm measured."

Back at the residence, Wang Qingze honestly reported to Wang Changsheng what he did today.

"You have to have a good relationship with this Wang Shuchong, it will be of great use in the future, you know?"

Wang Qingze nodded honestly and said, "I see, Ninth Uncle, are you pursuing Wang Shuchong's niece, Senior Wang?"

"Who told you that?"

"No one told me, I guessed it myself, and Wang Shuchong probably saw something. He asked me about your situation, but I kept your advice in mind, and I didn't know if I asked three times. I wanted to say good things to you. But on second thought, we are uncles and nephews, Wang Shuchong may not believe what I said, it may have the opposite effect, so I won't say it."

Wang Changsheng showed a look of approval, took out a blue jade slip, handed it to Wang Qingze, and said, "This is some basic artifact refining knowledge, you can take a look! Don't spread it, if there is anything you don't understand, ask tomorrow. I."

"Uncle Xie Jiu, I'll go back to my room to read first."

After bathing and changing clothes, Wang Changsheng went straight to Baixianglou.

He booked a private room yesterday, and when he arrived at the private room, he ordered a pot of spirit tea and waited for Wang Ruyan to arrive.

At the time of the guard, there was a knock on the door outside, and Wang Ruyan's voice suddenly sounded: "Wang Daoyou, you have been waiting for a long time, the little sister is here."

Wang Changsheng had a happy expression on his face, walked over quickly, and opened the door.

Wang Ruyan changed her outfit, she was wearing a cyan skirt with light makeup and no makeup.

Wang Changsheng invited Wang Ruyan into the house, handed Wang Ruyan a thick menu, and said with a smile, "Fairy Wang, I don't know what you like to eat. I haven't ordered yet. What would you like to eat?"

"Young Daoyou Wang is polite, little sister has nothing to hide, you can order food!"

"Okay, then Wang will order a few dishes first. If it's not enough, Fairy Wang will order more."

Wang Changsheng called to the store's second, and ordered seven dishes and one soup, with four flavors, sweet and sour, bitter and spicy.

Before the dishes came, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan chatted.

Wang Ruyan said very few words, and responded with a few words from time to time, as if he had dealt with things.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng turned the topic to the refining tool, and Wang Ruyan said more.

It didn't take long for the dishes to arrive.

Wang Ruyan said very few words. Wang Changsheng knew that it was not easy to act too hastily, but she noticed that Wang Ruyan's dishes were relatively bland, steamed and boiled dishes were mostly chopsticks, and spicy dishes were not touched.

After half an hour, Wang Changsheng saw that Wang Ruyan was not interested in chatting more, and said with a smile, "Fairy Wang, let's be here today! We will continue to refine tools tomorrow."

"Okay~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I'll be free another day, my little sister will be the host."

When the two walked out of the private room, a joyful voice suddenly sounded: "Fairy Wang, are you here to eat too?"

Wang Changsheng looked at the source of the voice, and saw a gentle scholar in white clothes walking over quickly, his face full of joy.

"Well, have a light meal with Daoyou Wang, Daoyou Song, are you here to eat too?"

Wang Ruyan smiled and nodded, her tone relatively flat.

"I met Li Daoyou, an old friend of Baiyunguan, and I ate here with him."

The Confucian scholar in white pointed to a middle-aged man behind him who was carrying a blue wooden sword.

Wang Changsheng saw the middle-aged man, and a look of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The middle-aged man was none other than the Foundation Establishment cultivator who was arguing with Wang Qingze in Tianyun Pavilion.