Chapter 14 Luo Ming!

The God King Ding said, sighing again, "If my benefactor hadn't been strong, I would have been killed by me."

"So did you break it after the accident of the wedding, or did you fall into the mortal world and break it?"

Mu Qingling asked half-believingly, and gently touched the God King Cauldron, then she found that her palm was actually covered with a layer of black, which was charcoal black!

"It was in that accident that was accidentally injured by the wrath of destiny. In fact, it was not so serious at that time. Even the Red Lotus Fire burned for hundreds of years..."

The God King Ding suddenly stopped talking because he didn't want to tell Mu Qingling that his benefactor's head was too hard, and the God King Ding was cracked, and the benefactor's head was just a bag.

"The red lotus fire burns and leaves so much black and gray like ordinary charcoal fire."

Mu Qingling rubbed her palms with some disgust.

"This black and gray...hehe, it's nothing. You little girl, I'm a god king tripod. Don't underestimate it. The old man has chosen to follow you because you have excellent spiritual power and are familiar with pharmacology."

The God King Ding coughed a few times, obviously very embarrassed, and he was unwilling to talk about why he was covered in black and gray.

"It seems that your vision is not bad."

Mu Qingling said as she headed towards the nearest blacksmith shop, where she needed to forge silver needles.

"Little girl, where are you going?"

The God King Ding looked at the direction Mu Qingling was heading, a little confused, and seemed to be reluctant to go there.

"Forged silver needles!"

Mu Qingling simply responded that she had already passed Xiaokong and knew that there was a relatively defeated blacksmith shop in front of her.

Although it was a failure, its craftsmanship was good.

"You are not going to the defeated blacksmith shop, are you?"

The God King Ding asked in confusion and surprise.

“That’s right.”

Mu Qingling responded.

"The craftsmanship of that family is indeed very good. The boss is now a good person. It's a pity that the family's burden has led to his dignified inner disciples of the Ling Sect falling into a worse than a beggar."

The God King Ding sighed lowly, full of emotion, as if he had a very good understanding of the blacksmith shop.

"Do you know the owner of the blacksmith shop?"

Of course, Mu Qingling discovered something strange about the God King Ding at the first time.

"Oh, I'm ashamed to say that my benefactor is the boss. The boss is young and promising. He has an old mother of 160 and a wife who is nearly 30 years old. A few years ago, he should have been upgraded to the guardian of the Lingzong, but he did not expect that the family would be in trouble, and his mother and his wife would get sick together."

God King Ding said, "I found countless doctors and spent endless money, but none of them could cure them."

"Girl, you can actually treat those two people." The originally decadent God King Ding suddenly felt energetic.

"I?"

Mu Qingling was about to speak when she saw a man wearing a black cloak, holding a pile of medicinal materials and elixirs, entering the desolate blacksmith shop.

The stove outside was deserted and covered with dust and spider webs, which showed that it had not been on fire for a long time.

"Stop it, boy."

God King Ding shouted at the back of the man in black.

The man in black immediately turned around and looked over when he heard this, with a look of surprise at first, followed by helplessness and confusion.

"You, why are you back?"

This is a thin man, and it is not difficult to see his handsomeness.

There was waves flowing in a pair of black eyes, and they tried their best to endure the tears rolling down.

"My owner may be able to cure their illness."

The God King Ding said seriously, but there was a faint light flashing in his eyes.

After all, I have lived together for a long time and have some feelings.

"Owner?"

The man then looked at Mu Qingling carefully, looking at Mu Qingling, who was thinner than him, full of doubts.

"Is the young master who bought this tripod?"

Mu Qingling actually had doubts. What she was confused about was not the man in front of her, but the communication between the God King Ding and the man.

"Yes, I heard that the young master continued to use money, so I bought this tripod-breaking tool."

A tripod breaker!

The God King Ding frowned, but he didn't dare to get angry.

"Little girl, haven't the old man explained the origin to you? Why is it still a tripod-breaking weapon? I am the God King's Ding!"

"Okay, the broken God King Cauldron." Mu Qingling chuckled, then looked at the man again, "I wonder if the young master can forge a pair of silver needles?"

"Silver Needle?"

The man hesitated and murmured, "Yes, I don't know what kind of silver needle the little girl wants?"

The man originally wanted to talk about the little boy, but just now he clearly heard the God King Ding call Mu Qingling little girl.

"Obsidian, silverstone!"

Mu Qingling said readily, not panic about knowing her daughter.

"Obsidian, silver stone?" The man was obviously frightened by the obsidian silver stone. Such precious stones may not be available often even in Linglong Pavilion.

There is actually this inconspicuous little girl in front of me, and this little girl is still destined to buy the God King Cauldron.

"Yes, I wonder if the young master can forge it for me?"

Mu Qingling didn't want to say anything more, she knew that this blacksmith shop was powerful.

"able!"

The man said loudly.

"Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. The God King Ding has already told me about your situation."

Although Mu Qingling did not look at the medicine in the man's arms, she could tell that it was a very precious medicinal material, part of which came from Linglong Pavilion and part of which came from Tianyi Pavilion.

After buying 800,000 gold coins, after buying so many medicinal herbs and elixirs, I am afraid there is nothing left.

"Girl, I don't want your money. This senior Dingqi said that you have excellent medical skills and ask the girl to treat her mother and beloved wife."

As he said that, the man knelt on the ground, "If you don't dislike it, Luo Ming is willing to follow the girl."

Mu Qingling didn't expect that Luo Ming would make such a decision.

"You help me temper the silver needle. This is obsidian. Try to temper a few more pieces. Now take me to see your mother and wife."

"Thank you!"

Luo Ming took the obsidian with both hands, and his arms were filled with precious medicinal herbs, but he did not hand them over to Mu Qingling.

The dark room emits a strong smell of dampness and mold, as well as an indelible smell of Chinese medicine.

The sun shines in at the door, sprinting towards alternative warmth, giving a feeling of severe winter and warm sunshine.

"Please, girl."

Luo Ming also knew that his family was sloppy, but he couldn't care about so much at this moment.

"Ming'er..."

A weak and hoarse voice came from the bed, and it was not difficult to imagine that this was Luo Ming's mother.

From a distance, Mu Qingling saw the thin and thin hand that had been on the edge of the bed.

The hand twitched gently, trembling slightly, which showed how weak the master was at the moment.

"Mother, I'm back, I've brought back a girl who can cure her mother's illness."

Luo Ming hurried forward and held the old and thin hand with excitement.
Chapter completed!