Kong Qiuchen glanced at him: "A small matter will be resolved in half an hour."

As he said that, he pulled a flat wine pot from his waist and gulped two gulps of wine.

I feel so happy and comfortable.

Then he picked up Zui Liuxia and started to fuck her.

Among the dingdong, ten brand new black dragon needles were soon released!

The needle melted into the ancient alien iron and added an eighth-level wood-attribute magic core. The moment he was born, the laws were turbulent and the turbulent natural power overflowed.

This is……

Divine weapon?!!

The willows are withered and prosperous, holding needles, and they sense something strange.

The Black Dragon Needle now has obvious energy and is even more terrifying!

It is the product of the natural way of heaven, and it is one step away from becoming a god.

Now after transformation, he has become a magic weapon!

The willows are full of excitement.

He is worthy of being the number one forging master in the world!

Qin Kong said in surprise: "Chief Kong, your casting technique is becoming more and more amazing!"

Kong Qiuchen smiled and said, "No. It's just that he has been awkward for thirty years of craftsmanship, and I slowly found the feeling. This time the artifact was refined so quickly because the Black Dragon Needle was originally a divine weapon, so it's not difficult to transform it on this basis."

Willows are grateful for their kindness.

...

Come out of the Sword Forging Tower.

Liu Kurong was allowed by Lu Fengyun and selected ten people from the escorts who were interested in medical skills.

Prepare to train to become a doctor.

Qin Kong was also quite interested in this, so he started to take classes.

In the Wushuang Sect, the disciples of the personal teachings have great freedom. They are not subject to the jurisdiction and constraints of each department, and have a slightly lower status than elders, and can practice without restrictions.

For example, Qin Kong can go to the Martial Arts Department to study, the Dandao Department, and the Medical Arts Department.

As long as he has enough time.

The power of the Holy Son and the Saint Maiden is equivalent to that of the elders, and even represents the sect's presence to a certain extent.

They are not restricted to the greatest extent.

Other disciples have been strictly classified and assigned to different divisions according to their expertise since they entered the sect.

but……

It's not completely confined.

For example, if a martial arts disciple shows outstanding talent in alchemy, he is also allowed to practice both alchemy and martial arts.

It is said that—

A mediocre versatile talent is not as good as an outstanding professional.

…………

The disciples have returned since the wasteland.

Each practices in an orderly manner.

Zhang Lingchuan went to Chunfeng in seclusion and was preparing to sprint for the middle stage of Linghuang.

Li Xingchen and Ye Zong went to Wanbeast Mountain to challenge the seventh-level monster.

Yue Ran is also devoted to practicing.

That day.

Zhou Hanqing came to Meifeng.

The summer is hot and the leaves are stacked with a cool scent.

When I stepped into the courtyard, I saw no one, and a scent came first.

But under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, there was a white stone table filled with various fruits, jerky, dried fruits, melon seeds, etc.

A graceful figure was sitting at the table, holding a scroll in his hand, looking down at him.

She was still holding an apple in her hand.

The moon is burning!

Zhou Hanqing saw that she was fully focused on studying, but she did not disturb her.

I stood still for a long time, but I couldn't turn the pages.

He looked closely and said, "What a guy, that little girl was sleeping!"

He coughed.

Yue Ran woke up from her sleep, and she raised her beautiful eyes and looked around in a daze.

She saw Zhou Hanqing.

She then stood up and asked in confusion: "Elder Zhou, do you have something to come to me?"

Zhou Hanqing stared at her: "I need your help."

Yue Ran was even more confused. How could she, a little disciple, help the elder?

Let's talk about it...

This is still a spiritual saint!

Zhou Hanqing pointed to his head: "You are thunder-attributed, are you? You're striking me."

"ah??"

"I'm not kidding."

Zhou Hanqing said with a serious expression.

Yue Ran suddenly remembered that Qin Kong once said that this elder had lost his memory before Baihe Mountain!

Could it be that he wants to stimulate his brain with lightning strikes?

Yue Ranjun frowned slightly, and she said, "You can go and find your master!"

Zhou Hanqing shook his head.

He had accepted Lu Fengyun's demigod heart and was unwilling to have too much trouble.

Swordsmen all have almost stubborn and arrogant attitude.

no way.

Yue Ran's thoughts slightly changed, causing the thunder in the sky to slash towards Zhou Hanqing!

That's lightning that's enough to kill people!

Zhou Hanqing was hit hard and didn't remember anything except his head buzzed.

"Come again!"

He said in a deep voice.

This time, Yue Ran used a loud voice and a thundering sound.

“Not enough!”

Zhou Hanqing covered his head, his eyes gradually turned red.

boom!

Two transcendent silver thunderstorms are coming!

Zhou Hanqing was hit by this terrible lightning with his body. He took a two-step back slightly and shook his head in disappointment.

His mind is still blank.

It seems that the thunder and lightning stimulation method is not effective.

Yue Ran took over Lei Neng and said, "By the way, isn't there Director Liu in the sect? He is the number one doctor in the world!"

Zhou Hanqing nodded, and he took out a piece of paper and pen and wrote it down carefully.

"My memory is getting worse and worse, and now I only have five hours of memory."

Seeing this.

Yue Ran's peach eyes turned slightly, and she said, "Can I write something?"

Zhou Hanqing handed over the paper and pen.
To be continued...