Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

However, as a menial disciple, one is not entitled to receive a storage bag.

There aren't many places on the market that sell storage bags; it seems like they're specially issued.

They are rarely circulated in the market.

That's why Li Ping'an shamelessly asked.

Upon hearing this, Qingyue casually waved her hand:

"Tch, I thought it was something big, but it's just a storage bag! Don't worry, it's nothing!"

Qingyue touched her pocket, her cheeks flushed, and she whispered:

"I didn't bring anything with me today. I'll definitely bring it to you another day."

"Okay, thank you then, senior sister."

Li Ping'an was overjoyed upon hearing this. If Qingyue could really get him a storage bag, he would be making a fortune.

"Alright, little brother, I'm leaving now. You must cultivate diligently and reach the Qi Refining stage as soon as possible. Maybe then I can introduce you to a master or something."

Qingyue gave a few instructions and then skipped away.

I'm very happy today because I've gained something again.

Watching Qingyue's departing figure, Li Ping'an pondered Qingyue's last words. Indeed, he needed to break through to the Qi Refining stage as soon as possible!

However, he didn't want to become an apprentice. It would be best if he stayed in this abandoned hall, because this abandoned hall was the source of his cultivation!

"Okay, I'll cultivate all night tonight and won't rest."

Li Ping'an waved his hand and uttered some bold words to motivate himself.

In the evening, Li Ping'an, who was diligently cultivating in his room, suddenly heard a commotion outside.

All I heard was someone saying:

"Brother Zhang, congratulations! Your son has found such a powerful master, and your whole family has moved into a new house. I'm so envious!"

"Hey, what are you envious of? You can have it too!"

"Come, come, Brother Zhang, let me toast you!"

Outside, Zhang Meng was hosting a banquet for his disciples, and it was quite a lively affair.

Li Ping'an smiled slightly. Having been in the Abandoned Hall for some time, he had gradually integrated into the life there.

Overall, the disciples of the abandoned hall are very united. Although they are very tired from working every day, they get along well with each other and there is much less infighting compared to other halls.

However, he was focused on his training today and had no time to go out for a drink at Zhang Meng's wedding.

But at this moment,

"Knock knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

Helpless, Li Ping'an went to open the door.

Zhang Meng stood at the door with a big smile on his face, holding two glasses of wine in his hand.

"Uncle Li, today I'm treating everyone to wine and meat to celebrate my son becoming an apprentice of Elder Yude. Please do me the honor of drinking this cup of wine!"

He then handed over one of the glasses of wine.

Li Ping'an cupped his hands in congratulations and said:

Congratulations, Brother Zhang!

He took the wine glass and skillfully pulled out two pieces of silver from his pocket.

"This is my gift of money; I wish your son a speedy success in his cultivation of immortality!"

Zhang Meng was taken aback, not expecting Li Ping'an to actually give him a gift of money. He immediately burst into laughter and said:

"Uncle Li, you're too kind! I'll thank you on behalf of my son. Cheers!"

Then Zhang Meng downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Li Ping'an didn't refuse; a small drink wouldn't hurt.

However, just as he brought the wine glass to his lips, the Heaven-Forging Hammer within his body suddenly began to move.

Ok?

Li Ping'an's heart sank; he never expected the Heaven-Forging Hammer to move at this moment.

Doesn't that mean the wine glass is poisoned?

Li Ping'an glanced sideways at Zhang Meng and saw that he was staring intently at him, as if waiting for him to drink the wine.

Li Ping'an did not choose to alert the enemy.

Moreover, this wine might be terrible to others, but to Li Ping'an, it was a good wine with added tonics.

So he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

"Haha, Uncle Li, you're so generous! I admire you!"

Seeing Li Ping'an drink the wine in his cup, Zhang Meng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, said a few flattering words, and then turned and left.

Back in his room, Li Ping'an continued to sit cross-legged on the bed, but at this moment he had no intention of cultivating, and his mind was filled with thoughts.

Why would Zhang Meng want to harm him?

If he remembered correctly, Zhang Meng was just an ordinary handyman disciple, and he had no grudge against him. Why would he suddenly give him a cup of poisoned wine?

Suddenly, Li Ping'an thought of something.

Why is it that Zhang Meng, an ordinary handyman disciple, suddenly had his son become a disciple of the outer sect elder, Master Yu De, and then the whole family moved to a new house?

There's definitely something fishy going on here.

Or could this be the work of Senior Brother Zhang, the chief disciple of the inner sect?

Countless possibilities flashed through Li Ping'an's mind, but he couldn't figure it out.

He then shook his head and chuckled softly:

"So be it, let's just deal with whatever comes our way. Let's see what tricks Zhang Meng is up to. Anyway, this poisoned wine won't do anything to me."

After figuring it out, Li Ping'an continued to sit cross-legged and begin his cultivation.

Li Ping'an opened his eyes in the middle of the night, his eyes filled with joy.

"I've reached the ninth level of Body Tempering! I can start Qi Refining soon."

Just as he was hesitating whether to take the Qi Refining Pill now to break through to the Qi Refining stage, he suddenly heard someone moving outside the door!

Now that he has reached the ninth level of body tempering, his physical fitness far surpasses that of ordinary people, and his hearing is incredibly sharp. Although the person outside was being extremely cautious and tiptoeing, Li Ping'an still managed to hear him.

Who is it?

Li Ping'an muttered to himself, then quietly walked to the door and looked outside. He saw a figure tiptoeing around in the abandoned hall, seemingly moving something.

That figure looks like Zhang Meng!

What is this guy trying to do?

Li Pingan muttered to himself, wondering what trick Zhang Meng was up to this time.

However, if it was merely Zhang Meng who wanted to harm him, he wouldn't panic at all.

After all, this guy was only at the fourth level of the Body Tempering stage and posed no threat to me.

Back in his room, Li Ping'an dared not cultivate any further.

So he sat quietly cross-legged on the bed, waiting for Zhang Meng's next move.

Time passed by, minute by minute.

Everyone in the hall was asleep at this moment, and all was quiet. Even the chirping of insects and the rustling of the wind could be heard clearly.

Li Ping'an was sitting on the bed with his eyelids drooping. Was Zhang Meng not going to make a move today?

As he was thinking, he suddenly saw a raging fire burst into flames outside the window.

Moreover, the fire spread extremely quickly, instantly engulfing the entire area where Li Ping'an lived.

Fire!

Li Ping'an suddenly realized that what Zhang Meng had been moving around was actually an attempt to burn him alive!

This guy really wants his life!

However, while his trick might work against an ordinary person, Li Ping'an is now at the ninth level of Body Tempering, which is a master-level expert among mortals. How could he be burned to death by this fire?

Li Ping'an easily leaped out of the window.