I’m Really Just A Mortal

Of course Jianyi knew that her husband's maid was the orphan of the Qingluan clan.

However, only after exiting the small courtyard where the laws of the Great Dao are extremely strong, can Jianyi notice that the breath on Tsing Yi's body is no longer an ordinary Qingluan.

Thinking of this, Jianyi couldn't help but curiously said: "I haven't asked for advice yet, what kind of Cultivation Base is the girl in Tsing Yi now?"

"Cultivation Base..."

Tsing Yi smiled lightly and said: "Since following my husband, I have not cultivated. At that time, I just transformed into form, which is not as good as the Qi refining period."

Not cultivation.

Jian Yi was a little surprised.

Tsing Yi said again: "Whether it is cultivator cultivation or martial arts study for mortals, in the final analysis, the higher the level, the enlightenment. In that case, why bother to abandon the roots and not concentrate on enlightening the Tao and pursue the Cultivation Base? "

The goal of cultivation is Tao!

Whether it is Kendo, Martial Dao, or even the literary doctrine that is literally sacred, they can't escape this word.

Jian Yi said ashamed: "Mr. Realm, it is really elusive for me."

Tsing Yi just smiled.

Immediately, he said: "You have a chivalrous spirit in you. My husband likes you very much, so he is willing to associate with you."

"However, if this chivalrous spirit is shaken in the future, I am afraid..."

Tsing Yi stopped talking.

As for the second half of the sentence, without Tsing Yi speaking, Jianyi could guess it faintly.

A few days ago, he had heard some rumors that the once-in-a-lifetime Southern Demon Emperor came to Tianyuan City and eventually died under Heavenly Dao's thunder because of offending her husband.

The reason for the thunder robbery was only because the husband frowned.

If you have failed your husband's high hopes, I am afraid that you will not be able to spare yourself by that time.

You don't even need to go out of this yard to let yourself have no fewer than tens of thousands of ways to die.

Jian hurriedly cupped hands and said, "Be sure to keep this in mind!"

As they spoke, the two had already reached the place.

This is the largest inn in Tianyuan City. Tsing Yi walked to the counter. The accountant raised his head, with a smile on his face, and said, "Is this another customer coming from Mr.'s house?"

Tsing Yi nodded slightly.

On weekdays, those who make friends with Chu Ming will be temporarily placed here by Chu Ming.

Therefore, Mr. Accountant got acquainted with Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi said, "Please also open a room for this young man. It's still the same as it is, so it's on your husband's account."

"okay!"

After making a few entries in the account books, Mr. Accountant took a bunch of keys and handed them to Jian Yi: "Tianzi Room No. 3."

"Thanks a lot."

As soon as Jian took the key, he bowed slightly.

After setting up Jianyi, Tsing Yi left.

Not long after, the sword came down from the stairs again and put a piece of Spirit Stones of excellent quality on the counter, and said: "What the girl in Qingyi said just now is not counted. It is good to count the room money on my own."

This Spirit Stones, even if it bought most of the mortal city, was not unsuccessful.

However, Mr. Accountant didn't even look at the Spirit Stones, and shook his head, "Here we are, we only accept gold coins. The husband has also ordered that as long as it is his guest, it must be credited to his account in any case. How can there be any reason for guests to spend money?"

After several resignations, Jian Yi was finally stunned by the old man who settled the accounts, so he had to put away this Spirit Stones in an anguish.

From Jianyi's point of view, there are many strange things in this Tianyuan City.

It stands to reason that even mortals should know how precious Spirit Stones are.

In this Tianyuan City, Spirit Stones can be seen everywhere, even the fairy stones are hung on the trees, no one picks them.

What is even more strange is that the ones circulating here are not those Spirit Stones and fairy stones, but gold coins.

Presumably all of this is because your husband is savoring the life of the world, right?

Jianichi could only think so.

Tsing Yi returned to the courtyard. At this time, Chu Ming was biting his pen, sitting in front of the book table, frowning thoughtfully.

In front of him, was a draft of a long sword.

Tsing Yi approached slowly, looked at the draft on the table, and then at the epee on the side, and knew what was going on.

"Tsing Yi, do you think that a big man with this sword is a little bit petty?"

What was drawn on the draft was a soft sword, and the heavy sword used by Jianyi earlier, in two completely different styles.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are two extremes.

The width of the blade is not even as great as one-fifth of this epee.

Tsing Yi said: "Sir, you never cared about these things before. Whether it looks good or not, fit is the most important thing."

"The truth is such a truth, but if he doesn't like it, wouldn't he waste such good materials?"

This is troublesome.

If you are an own apprentice, Chu Ming doesn't need to care about these things.

But this sword, he promised Jian Yi to help him change it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he was not satisfied with the change?

Tsing Yi chuckled and said, "Sir, I don't know, now Young Master Jian Yi is facing the five bodies you admire! How can you be dissatisfied with what you gave?"

That's how it is said.

But Chu Ming couldn't, really follow his own ideas completely.

In the end, Chu Ming decided to take a compromise method to create a Mother-Child sword!

The so-called Mother-Child sword is to cast a blade in addition to the original rapier. At a critical moment, abandoning the outer blade and relying on the inner rapier can often achieve unexpected results.

Such weapons have been seen many times in the movies of the Earth in the last life.

This thing is not easy to build.

However, for Chu Ming, who had already filled all the attributes, it was nothing at all. There were still a few Mother-Child swords piled up in the backyard.

"This is the sword a knight should use!"

The final draft is a long sword.

It's not delicate, but it's definitely not rough. With a sword, it's just right.

Looking at own's work, Chu Ming nodded with satisfaction, then plunged into the backyard without looking back, bulged the bellows, and began to beat.

Chu Ming is impatient.

Tsing Yi knew it a long time ago, and didn't ask much, just silently slapped on the side.

In addition to the original heavy sword, Chu Ming also found a small piece of meteorite iron from the inventory at the bottom of his press box and melted it in.

Let the material of this sword take it to the next level.

This time, Chu Ming worked hard until midnight to build the Mother-Child sword.

After all, the casting of the Mother-Child sword is much more complicated than ordinary weapons. Even Chu Ming has to take a lot of work.

Look at own works.

Chu Ming flicked the blade lightly, and a buzzing sound came into his ears. Chu Ming was quite satisfied and exclaimed: "It's not bad, it's really good material."

This time, when there is no daylight, the feeling of playing that epee is no longer.

At that time, Chu Ming was even scared, and he used a little harder to snap the heavy sword off.

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