Longevity: Starting from the Talent of Infant Growth

The next day happens to be a holiday.

Zhou Ling got up early in the morning and started repairing the Fire Mark Alchemy Furnace.

First, after [primary analysis], the main problems of the Ninghuo Imprint were determined.

However, long-term use will cause the inscription to wear out and the effect of the spiritual ink to fail.

It's not a big problem to repair.

After redrawing the inscription, Zhou Ling checked it carefully again to make sure there were no other problems.

Then with a satisfied look on his face, he wrapped the alchemy furnace with clean linen cloth and put it into the medicine basket.

After breakfast, I carried a medicine basket and went to Old Man Zhao’s stall in Xida Fang Market.

Old man Zhao was sitting on a low stool, eating fried dough sticks and shouting, wiping the sweat on his face with a yellowed towel from time to time.

Zhou Ling handed him the repaired pill furnace.

Seeing the alchemy furnace, Old Man Zhao stuffed the remaining half of the fried dough stick directly into his mouth. With his mouth bulging, he said excitedly, "Boy Ling, have you really repaired this alchemy furnace?"

Zhou Ling nodded and said, "Yes."

Old man Zhao was even more energetic and his eyes were shining. If the alchemy furnace was really repaired, in addition to paying Zhou Ling the repair fee, he would also be able to earn a lot of spiritual stones.

You know, he only earns more than a dozen low-grade spiritual stones a month by setting up a stall here.

This alchemy furnace is big business to him.

Then he took a towel, wiped his hands, and carefully took out the alchemy furnace from the medicine basket.

He looked carefully and looked solemn.

Zhou Ling was originally very confident, but looking at Old Man Zhao's demeanor, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, "Is there any problem?"

After watching for a moment, Old Man Zhao exhaled and said with joy, "No problem, it's really fixed!"

Zhou Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Although it had been judged many times by [Primary Analysis], this was the first time to repair a low-grade magic weapon.

He didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Old Man Zhao carefully put the alchemy furnace into the sack, and then took out ten low-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag and handed them to Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling happily took the spirit stone, carefully put it into the spirit stone bag on his body, and then asked with a cheerful face, "Uncle Zhao, do you still have this kind of inferior and inferior magic weapon in your hand?"

Zhou Ling has finally tasted the benefits. He can earn more spiritual stones from repairing this fire-marked pill furnace than his parents earn in a month.

And it's easy.

Old Man Zhao rolled his eyes at him and couldn't help but laugh, "You think low-grade magic weapons are just cabbage!"

"I only get it once every one or two years."

Zhou Ling thought about it, too.

But when I glanced over, the items placed on the linen cloth of the stall were all ordinary magic weapons, with a few defective items.

Even if it is repaired, it will only earn more than a dozen broken souls.

Zhou Ling is not very interested at this time, and it is one thing to earn less.

The key point is that it is a waste of time, and it does not help improve your weapon refining skills and talents.

Old Man Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "If you want to earn spiritual stones, I can introduce you to them!"

After hearing this, Zhou Ling became more energetic and asked, "What kind of connections does Uncle Zhao have?"

Old Man Zhao glanced at Zhou Ling and said, "The inscription master from the Lujia Workshop left last month, and they are short of manpower."

"If you can refine the imprint, you can go over and give it a try."

"But let's make a deal first, saying that I introduced you."

"From now on, only defective products from their workshops will be sold to me first!"

"Where is the Lu Family Workshop?" Zhou Ling asked after thinking for a while.

Workshops are the main source of magical artifacts.

If you can take the order from the workshop, you will not only be able to earn more, but your weapon refining level will also be greatly improved.

After all, most of the training in the Taoist Academy is theoretical classes, and there is very little actual weapon refining.

The Taoist Temple's weapon-refining courses also include practical courses for weapon-refining, including tool tempering and inscription drawing.

However, since there is no underground fire in Xixia Branch, if you want to take this kind of practical class, you can only go to the North Campus.

But it was twenty or thirty miles away, and Zhou Ling couldn't go there at all.

Nowadays, if you can get an order from a workshop for internship, it is also a good opportunity.

"On Xiyun Third Street, when you get there, you can see the signboard of Lujia Workshop."

"Remember to say it was recommended by me!"

Old man Zhao warned again worriedly.

Zhou Ling nodded.

After thanking Mr. Zhao, he left Fangshi.

Walking towards Xiyun Street where Old Man Zhao mentioned.

After Zhou Ling walked straight along West Street for a while, he turned two intersections.

Arriving at Xiyun Street, I soon saw the Lu Family Workshop that Old Man Zhao was talking about at the end of the street.

A simple and spacious courtyard.

From time to time there were jingling sounds coming from inside.

There is a flag sign in front of the workshop, with "Lu Family Workshop" embroidered on it. The flag is a little dark, stained with soot, and looks a bit old.

According to Mr. Zhao, the Lujia Workshop has been open for almost ten years.

The workshop's weapon refiner, whose surname is Lu, is a tempering master. He is very skilled in tempering.

It’s just that the level of the inscription artists hired is limited.

As a result, the workshop yield is not high.

Therefore, they cannot afford to hire real weapon refiners, and can only hire some casual weapon refiners.

When Zhou Ling entered the courtyard, he saw a burly middle-aged man drinking tea.

Not far away, at the stove, several disciples were shirtless, swinging sledgehammers, and banging iron.

"Please work harder, I'm here. You are forging iron, not embroidering!"

Master Lu put down the tea bowl, stretched out his hand to wipe off the tea dust on his beard, pointed at his disciple and shouted loudly.

He was shirtless, muscular, dark-skinned, but with piercing eyes and a loud voice.

After scolding several disciples, Master Lu leaned over to pick up the towel hanging on the side and wiped his sweat.

Turning around, he saw a strong, handsome, and bright-eyed child walking in.

He frowned and waved his hand impatiently, "Little guy, we don't recruit apprentices here! Go back, go back!"

It's not easy for casual cultivators to survive, and casual cultivator children have to learn how to make a living from an early age.

Once they leave the Taoist temple, they can only find a way to learn a craft.

So almost every day, casual cultivators bring their children to the workshop to learn to refine weapons.

Master Lu saw Zhou Ling carrying a medicine basket and wearing simple clothes, so he naturally regarded him as a casual cultivator who was studying.

Zhou Ling shook his head and said, "Master Lu, I'm not here to learn to refine weapons. I was introduced by Shopkeeper Zhao to draw inscriptions."

"Shopkeeper Zhao?" Master Lu looked at Zhou Ling, "You are a child, can you draw inscriptions?"

"Shopkeeper Zhao Yixi."

"I mainly practice weapons in the Taoist temple, and now I can draw first-level lower-grade inscriptions."

Zhou Ling said seriously.

Master Lu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and his expression eased a little, "So it was Old Man Zhao who introduced it!"

After a pause, he asked with a little doubt, "Can you really draw a first-level low-grade inscription?"

"I know a little!" Zhou Ling nodded modestly.

"It's not enough to know a little. Our workshop refines complicated artifacts, and there are many types of inscriptions involved."

Master Lu looked at Zhou Ling and narrowed his eyes.

Zhou Ling replied seriously, "If Master Lu doesn't believe it, you can bring the tools and let me try it!"