I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

One thousand spirit crystals, Fang He gritted his teeth and paid.

The light blue light of the formation shrouded Fang He's body, and the muscular cultivator next to him was obviously taken aback for a moment, and then took out 1000 yuan of spirit crystals from his storage utensils and put them in his palm.When the brilliance faded, Fang He and the other party appeared together in an extremely wide square.

Seats are placed all around the square.Led by the muscular monk, they found a seat in the front row and sat down.When Fang He looked up, he could see the equipment of the craftsman.

He looked around, but he didn't see Tao Lele.

Looking at these refining equipment, the muscular cultivator next to him couldn't help showing a bit of excitement on his face.He glanced at Fang He, and knew what he was looking for, and said to Fang He in a low voice:

"It's still early. Mr. Tao, he probably won't show up until the seats are full."

Everyone is full?

Fang He glanced around, most of the vacant chairs around were already occupied, but there were still quite a few monks coming out of the teleportation array, looking for places to sit down.It didn't take long for the seats on the square to be filled.

But even so, there are still many people who insist on squeezing in the aisle.

The scene was very hot.

Fang He raised his eyebrows slightly, swallowed, the scene in front of him must have been too exaggerated.

Perhaps the expression on his face was too obvious, the muscular monk said to Fang He proudly:

"Don't look at our teacher Tao as small, but none of the utensils he smelted is rare from the Nascent Soul. There are so many people here, except for me who is a smelter, the rest of the people are all here to stare at what Mr. Tao is about to do. Refined rare utensils."

When he said this, the muscular cultivator pointed to the cultivator sitting in the front row.These monks are full of energy, and the robes on their bodies do not have any material, but they hang down naturally and fit on their bodies.

"Have you seen these monks? They are all the arrogance of the first and second-class sects. But even these people have to spend a lot of money to buy the utensils of our teacher Tao."

Fang He nodded, and his eyes lingered on one of the disciples in the front row for a while.The disciple was wearing the costume of the Imperial Brush School, and the profile of his face was slightly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

At the moment when Fang He lowered his eyes to think, an exclamation sounded in their ears, and all kinds of noises converged into one sentence at this moment——

"Teacher Tao is here!"

Tao Lele is here?

Fang He was startled, and his eyes widened to the center of the square.There, Tao Lele was walking towards the refining platform step by step with her little tiger leather shoes on.

I haven't seen her for more than a year, and Tao Lele seems to have grown a little bit. The face that was originally fat as a baby is now slightly elongated, and the contours are beginning to appear.

On that fair and translucent face, there is a pair of almond eyes.But at this moment, those almond eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a bit perverted in the eyes, it seems...

Very bad.

Fang He felt his hands were slightly itchy.He hadn't seen Tao Lele playfully and arrogantly for a long time, but the muscular monk sitting beside him, when he saw Tao Lele for the first time, he stood up unconsciously from his seat, his eyes flickering With excited light.

Tao Lele's red shoes stomped on the ground, making a "slapping" sound.He slowly took out a small round stool from his storage utensil, and stepped on it, so that he was just half a body taller than the refining platform.

The flames were already blazing, and the boiling heat rushed towards the face.Tao Lele's cheeks were red from the smoke, but he still took out the utensils unhurriedly and placed them beside him.

Finally, in front of everyone, he took out the last thing - a hammer.

The moment the hammer lightly hit the refining platform, all the people in the square fell silent and looked at the refining platform with serious expressions.

Although the knocking sound just now was slight, it echoed repeatedly in their minds, and even the spiritual power in their bodies vibrated because of this simple knocking sound.

But Tao Lele didn't seem to notice the eyes of everyone, he yawned lazily, and threw the forging materials placed next to him onto the forging table one by one.

Tao Lele's hammer fell on the materials of these forging tables like a violent storm.Under the frenzied beating of the hammer, the material is constantly thinning, and impurities are slowly spilling out from it.

The air fluctuated faintly due to the heat wave, and the surroundings became extremely dry, but even so, no one turned their eyes away.

Their eyes were fixed on the materials on the forging table, watching the materials miraculously fused together under the hammer, slowly revealing the outline of the utensil.

"This time, what kind of utensils can Teacher Tao make?" Many people's faces were full of expectations.

Fang He's heartbeat couldn't help speeding up because of the violent hammering sound.His eyes fixed on Tao Lele's body, watching his techniques and movements carefully, he couldn't help but nodded in relief.

During this period of time, Tao Lele's basic skills in forging have not fallen, and are more solid than before.

The time for the refiner to forge is uncertain.The more senior the craftsman is, the longer he will forge.In the blink of an eye, the sky above his head dimmed. Fang He couldn't help standing up and moving his body.

After working at high altitude for a long time, Tao Lele's attention was still very focused, and the sound of the hammer falling was powerful and never stopped.

Three hours passed, and Tao Lele's knocking sound gradually slowed down until the dawn dawned in the distance.

Fang He raised his eyes and looked over, and saw that the utensils under his hands were beginning to take shape.His hammer landed more steadily, and every blow of the hammer produced a chain reaction and tremor with the surrounding breath.

Under Tao Lele's percussion, the shape of the utensil became more and more obvious, it turned out to be a curved bow.The arc of the bow is just right, and you can feel the smooth arc of the line even from a distance.

Tao Lele raised the hammer in his hand high, and the hammer fell again, with a "boom", the moment he landed, the sky suddenly lit up, and lightning bolts pierced the sky, attacking Tao Lele.

At the same time, the dull thunder sounded in everyone's ears.

Shrouded in lightning, Tao Lele took a step back, and the short figure got off the small round stool, letting the swift lightning strike the bow and arrow.

"Why is it all right?" Apparently, among the crowd, there were also many monks who watched Tao Lele's crafting for the first time like Fang He. Seeing Tao Lele's actions, they couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Even if they are not refining masters, they also know one thing, that is, when the refining equipment is about to be completed, they must not leave.

Because the aura of the newly refined utensils is not yet stable, a lightning strike can split them into pieces.

Therefore, every time the sky thunder appeared, every craftsman would try his best to protect the utensils he had just refined, and he would never hide aside as easily as Tao Lele.

However, the doubts of these new monks were quickly solved.All I saw were bolts of lightning falling from the sky, striking the curved bow, but all of them were absorbed by the curved bow.

Every strike of lightning made the materials on the bow more harmonious and intimate.

When the last thunderbolt dissipated in vain, the whole picture of the curved bow appeared in everyone's sight.

Before it was picked up, the surroundings were covered with thin ice, and the light blue mist was steaming, with carvings carved on it, and the whole bow looked extraordinary.

"This is simply too beautiful!" The muscular cultivator next to Fang He's eyes fell on the bow with fascination at the moment. He was holding two pages of paper in his hand. Fang He glanced down and recognized this His viewing notes.

Looking around, the expressions of the surrounding craftsmen were exactly the same as the muscular cultivator next to him.

Under the adoring gaze of the crowd, Tao Lele put away the hammer in his hand, glanced lightly at the bow placed on the crafting platform, and said:

"It's still a rarity, a rare item of Nascent Soul, starting at [-] spirit crystals."

As soon as Tao Lele's words fell, the monks sitting in the front row rushed to quote the price.

"What is [-] spirit crystals? I will give you [-] spirit crystals!"

"Eighty thousand!"

"15! We will offer 15 spirit crystals to buy this bow."

A series of encouraging bids came and went, and Fang He felt his throat a little dry when he heard the price.Even the muscular cultivator beside him had his hands trembling slightly, and his eyes revealed a bit of doubt.

The usual quotations for Mr. Tao's appliances don't seem to be as fierce as they are now!

In just a few breaths of time, the price of that curved bow soared all the way, exceeding 15 spirit crystals in an instant.

"20 spirit crystals."

When the bid sounded, no one followed up.Fang He raised his brows, and his eyes fell on the man——

It was the disciple of the Imperial Brush School he had just seen.

Tao Lele's eyebrows were curved, and he just walked forward holding the newly refined bow.

Xiaohutou shoes walked up to the person who just made a bid, and threw the bow in his hand into the other party's arms without hesitation, took the spiritual crystal that had been prepared earlier, and was about to go back, I was called.

"Teacher Tao, I wonder if you are interested in joining our Imperial Brush School?"

The disciple of the Imperial Brush Sect stood up, bowed slightly towards Tao Lele and said:

"Our Imperial Brush Sect will show all sincerity, 30 spirit crystals a month. We don't ask Teacher Tao to do anything, we just need Teacher Tao to refine the utensils and let us buy them first."

"We are too, we are too." Just as the disciple of the Yubi Sect finished speaking, a disciple stood up beside him and said,

"Our sect is too."

"And us, and us!"

A lot of voices rang out, and the disciples sitting in the front row all issued invitations on behalf of their own sects, like Tao Lele, among which were also invitations from several first-class sects.

Each sect enshrines its own exclusive refiner, and they can give priority to getting some good-looking utensils from each other.

A young craftsman like Tao Lele was not in the scope of their selection of talents.After all, Tao Lele is too small, I'm afraid she can't even handle the refining hammer.

But soon, they were slapped in the face.

They saw that Tao Lele kept beating the material with that heavy hammer. Every time a rare instrument was born from his hands, these sects couldn't sit still.

What kind of young craftsman is this? He is clearly an old monster.

The cucumbers are painted green, the old monster is pretending to be tender!

They sent outstanding disciples from their sect to invite Tao Lele.

At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but feel a little moved when they heard such a high price of remuneration.Seeing Tao Lele's stature pause, they all thought that the other party would agree.

After all, this is no loss to Tao Lele.

Under everyone's gaze, Tao Lele frowned slightly, stepped on the small round stool with his red tiger-toed shoes, grinned at the disciple of the Imperial Brush School and said:

"Do you think I'm short of 30 spirit crystals?"

A simple sentence directly blocked back.

He glanced casually at the crowd, as if seeing something, his eyes suddenly lit up.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he stared in one direction and said:

"Besides, I haven't left my teacher yet! My master just came to see me now!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned.

Wait, Tao Lele is an old monster, he still has a teacher?

How old is his teacher!