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    Outside Fenglin City, Jiujing Mountain.

    Two men were walking on a rugged mountain road carrying a large wooden box.

    Both of them were wearing gray robes, with rulers stuck around their waists and whisks stuck behind their backs. One was tall and the other was short, one was thin and the other was fat. The tall one was like a bamboo pole and the short one was like a winter melon.

    With the winter melon in front and the bamboo pole behind, they were walking as fast as they could while talking in a low voice.

    Zhugan: "Brother, why don't you cry this little girl? She's suffocated to death, right?"

    Dong Gua turned around and glanced at the box: "It's so easy to die because there are air holes. Most likely he fell asleep due to tiredness from crying."

    Zhugan then said: "Senior brother, is this little girl really worth a hundred thousand spiritual stones? The fragrance is so weak, Master will not miss it"

    Dong Gua chuckled: "What do you know? This kind of top quality product has an inner wind door. It usually doesn't reveal anything, but then hehe"

    Zhugan swallowed his saliva and said openly: "I really want to taste this ecstasy"

    Dong Gua spat: "Bah, calm down as soon as possible. With your cultivation level, you won't be able to bear this for another thousand years of practice. I don't know if you pick her or she picks you. But"

    He changed the subject: "When you get to a resting place, you can have a good time. Just don't let it go to waste. If you can't sell it, you won't be able to explain it to the master later."

    As soon as he finished speaking, there were several muffled "bang bang" sounds in the box.

    The bamboo pole licked his mouth obscenely: "Hey, little girl is awake."

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    Xiao Ding woke up and found that the surrounding area was dark, small and cramped, and was still shaking.

    She was a little confused.

    A moment ago, she was an alchemy furnace in the ninth level of the sky. The spirit of the weapon was functioning well. She was about to take a human form. She somehow triggered the thunder calamity, and a thunder struck her almost out of her mind.

    Fortunately, her master, Qingming Immortal Lord, was very smart and managed to stuff her into the Three Thousand Small Worlds for refuge at the critical moment.

    "Every small world is a book. There was a voice urging her to pick one. She didn't have time to pick it carefully. She caught a glimpse of a stove painted on the cover and plunged in.

    Then she was dumbfounded - wasn't she supposed to become an alchemy furnace?  How did it become a living thing?

    The voice just warned her not to reveal the "secrets" in the book, and then there was no more sound.

    Xiao Ding sneaked into the Ling Mansion and found his original body, shrunk to a small size and scorched by lightning, and a book.

    The title of the book is "I am Master's Ultimate Furnace".

    She picked up the book and prepared to study.

    But before I even turned to the first page, I encountered a difficulty - there were nine characters in the title of the book, six of which I didn't recognize.

    As a stove, her cultural level is a bit low.

    Except for the dozens of seal inscriptions on her original body, she only recognized a few dozen commonly used characters, which she recognized by the way when the immortal king told her stories.

    Who would have thought that one day the stove would also need to read!

    This book is also very strange. Not only is it written horizontally, many of the words are missing arms and legs.

    Xiao Ding read it for a long time, guessing and confused, and finally figured out that the Xiao Ding in the book is a mortal.

    How can a mortal be a stove?

    She continued to read while wondering, until her eyes turned into mosquito repellent, and she finally caught an important point: to change back into a stove, she first had to find the "Shikou" in the book - she didn't recognize the word after "Shikou".

    Anyway, as long as you find this "teacher's mouth", you can live a happy life of being burned by the sun.

    Xiao Ding put down the book and let out a sigh of relief.

    No matter whether you are a person or a stove, as long as you can return to your old profession, it will be fine.

    Having solved the biggest problem, she feels a little relieved and plans to adapt to this new body.

    When she was a weapon spirit, she had no body, just a mist of light. Her original body could not move at all. This was the first time she had a body.

    She tried raising her hand and felt it was very novel. She touched her face again. It was slippery. When she poked it, it felt soft and bouncy. It was not bad.

    At this moment, her stomach made a series of "gurgling" sounds.

    She patted her stomach and froze, almost crying "Wow".

    Her belly is gone!

    What Xiao Ding likes most is her belly, which is round, thick, bulging, and shiny. When the Samadhi True Fire is illuminated, it will emit brilliant colorful lights!

    She made up her mind early in the morning that when she has a baby, she must have a beautiful round belly, like that of Maitreya Buddha, which is very suitable.

    &nbp; He has white clothes and dark hair, a pale complexion, and a light color on his thin lips. The corners of his eyes seem to be the only color in his entire body.

    The man in white took a breath, raised his slightly drooped eyelids, and said in a voice like the melting glacier water in early February: "Borrow some lamp oil from the two of you."

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    Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if a cool breeze was blowing by. The man in white in front of him, together with the door frame he was leaning on, suddenly flew up together.

    At some point, there was a sword in his hand. The blade was as thin as anything, and silver light could be faintly seen flowing on the sword, as if it had intercepted a section of moonlight.

    Donggua quickly understood that it was not the man who flew up, but his own head that fell off his neck.

    With a "plop", his head fell to the ground, his wide-open eyes full of fear and unblinking eyes.

    It was only then that his bodyless head fell forward, and blood spurted out from the broken neck.

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