I fought back after reselling my engagement

Su Zhen returned to the refining room and began to think about refining an audio-visual magic weapon. She felt the special charm of music and literature from the Liyuan Yuanjing she found. She took out a little and added it to the material refining, blending the shark gauze and fairy paper, just like the pages of her "Shuzhen Collection". She then added music stones and photo stones, and a low-grade audio-visual magic weapon was made. She used the magic to copy the Huangmei Opera onto the audio-visual magic weapon, and it was done.

She continued to refine the second and third audio-visual magic weapons. The higher the level, the more dramas it could store, just like a modern tablet, which is related to the storage capacity.

Although the first audio-visual magic weapon was of a low level, it was the first one she refined and could only hold one drama, while the second one could hold five, and the third one was even more powerful, being able to hold as many as fifteen.

She put all the dramas she had stored into the top-grade audio-visual magic weapon.

She had just finished recording when the communication bell on the rockery pavilion rang.

This bell is a pair with the one on the training platform pavilion. If anything happens, Xue Heng will activate the communication bell, and she will go out when she hears the bell.

Su Zhen came out of the space, holding the "tablet" of the world of immortal cultivation in his hand. It was like a mirror that could be held in the hand, but the difference was that there were pictures of people on it, and it could move, with sound and images.

The three of them stood in a pavilion outside Wumeng City.

The chess king asked, "Did you finish it?"

"The audio-visual magic weapon can store fifteen dramas. I have put all ten dramas I have on hand here. Master, if you don't like Kunqu Opera or Peking Opera, you can delete them!"

She held the magic weapon and taught Xueheng how to use it, where to record, where to delete and clean up, and where to choose the repertoire...

The chess king was extremely shocked. This magic weapon was of top-grade immortal level, yet she was able to make it. She finished it in just one day.

Xue Heng smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. The chess king and I are not suitable to go in. We will wait for you outside the pavilion."

"Master is not going into the city?"

The Chess King said with disdain, "Half of Wumeng City was allocated to Wanxianmen, but the formation that restricts spiritual practitioners and spiritual immortals is still there. I really don't like the internal energy emitted by martial practitioners..."

The true qi of a martial artist seems a bit vulgar, and to a Confucian practitioner it is a kind of rudeness.

The chess king is unhappy, it has been the same since ancient times, that civil and military affairs have been incompatible.

Xue Heng didn't particularly resist, but she and the chess king were on the same side, so she had to respect the chess king's character.

The chess king rubbed his hands, "Zhenzhen, do you have a gift for you?" He glanced at the magic weapon in Xueheng's hand, "I have another medium-quality one, which can only store five plays. If you don't mind it being too little, I'll give it to you."

"Okay, very good. Give it to me and I will only collect the dramas I like the most."

Su Zhen gave the middle-grade audio-visual magic weapon to the chess king.

The chess king took it in his hand, which contained five parts recorded in it. Su Zhen made it completely to test the capacity. Since that low-grade magic weapon was the first one, there was a lot of room for advancement. If she refined it again later, she could still advance.

Xueheng said: "Zhenzhen, go quickly and come back soon."

The two men sat in the pavilion, holding their magic weapons and watching the play. They really had nothing to do. This play was a new type and was very popular in Qi and Liao. Peking opera and Errenzhuan were popular in the capital of Liao, and these were both northern operas.

Peking opera is mostly watched by aristocrats, while Errenzhuan is very popular among the common people.

Su Zhen entered Wumeng City and transformed into his modern appearance. Not long after he walked, someone asked him in a flattering way, "Miss, do you want a car? It's ten lines for a short distance, fifteen lines for more than three miles, and twenty lines for far places within the city."

“How much is Da Bing Xiang?”

"Fifteen lines!"

Su Zhen got on the rickshaw. The strong man pulling the rickshaw walked very fast. As I was a martial artist, I ran very fast. In less than an inch of time, I arrived at Da Bing Lane. She stopped at the door of Rong's house and paid a silver coin. "No need to change."

"Young lady, are you looking for this family?" Wu Xiu looked suspicious.

Granny Rong from this family had recently advanced to the Golden Elixir stage and became an elder of the Wanxian Sect, becoming famous throughout the city. Granny Rong practiced in her own home in addition to in the sect, and because of this, the Wanxian Sect designated the entire Dabing Lane as its own territory, and also asked the people on this street who were not disciples of the sect to move elsewhere. From then on, this street was called Wenhua Lane, where only Confucian practitioners lived.

Su Zhen nodded.

The driver looked back every few steps.

Su Zhen took out a communication talisman and was about to fold it into a paper crane when he raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Granny Rong! Skillful embroidery, skillful needlework——"

After calling several times, the gate opened and a pretty young girl, half grown, opened the door.

Rong's house used to be very small, but now it still has a grand courtyard with two entrances. There is a large hall in the front yard, and people are learning embroidery in the side halls on both sides.

The little girl asked, "Who are you looking for, girl?"

"I'm looking for clever embroidery and clever needlework!"

"My uncle, my aunt and my grandfather are not here." said the little girl.

Su Zhen entered the yard and said, "Where am I? I'm at the gate of your yard."

The communication talisman is released.

A slightly older young woman came over and bowed: "Daoyou, are you a spiritual practitioner or a Confucian practitioner?"

“It is both spiritual practice and Confucian practice.”

The woman said to the girl behind her, "Tea!"

Su Zhen was welcomed to the main hall, which was actually the former ancestral hall of the Rong family. There was an embroidered picture of immortals hanging in the middle. There were no chairs or stools inside, all of which were replaced by futons with low tables. There were three futons and three low tables in the center of the hall.

As soon as she sat down, she heard a familiar female voice: "Shuzhen, you are finally here!"

When Su Zhen raised his eyes, he saw Rong Qiaozhen and Rong Qiaoxiu coming, followed by Hua Ling'er.

When Rong Qiaoxiu saw Su Zhen, she was so excited that she almost cried, "Give me the double-sided beauty fan. I have picked out a hundred double-sided embroidered round fans. You can choose whatever you want."

Su Zhen took out the fan and tapped Rong Qiaoxiu's head again and again, "If I hadn't deliberately instructed you to embroider it and kept the fan, you would have come after me to get it back. Where has this first double-sided embroidered beauty fan ended up?"

"Yes, yes, the fairy taught me well. I was blind and did not recognize the great man back then. Please do not hold it against me if I have offended you."

Rong Qiaoxiu took out a large fan from her storage bag, which contained a hundred double-sided embroidered fans. "After my grandmother advanced to the Golden Core stage, she became an elder of the Wanxian Sect. The Wanxian Sect bought Wenhua Lane, and from now on this place will be Ruxiu Lane. Rongxiu Pavilion is full of female disciples, and they accept younger generations with talent in embroidery."

"My sister and I have been unable to advance to the Golden Elixir stage because we do not have a life-defining magic weapon. Our embroidery sect is different from others. We must create new and unique embroidery as our life-defining magic weapon in order to advance to the Golden Elixir stage. After my grandmother advanced to the next stage, we thought about it for a long time, and after much thought, we found that only the double-sided beauty embroidery you ordered could be used to refine a magic weapon."

Su Zhen readily returned the beauty fan and beauty screen to the two sisters, and chose a new screen and a new round fan from the two boxes.

"Since then, Rongxiu Pavilion disciples no longer dare to sell their works easily. Who knows if they can be refined into magic weapons."

Wanxianmen is the only immortal sect here. There are Jindan cultivators in the sect, and it has inherited elixirs, talismans, formations, and techniques. Recently, it sent disciples out of the sect to recruit disciples everywhere.

Granny Rong is now called Elder Rong and Zhenren Rong. As she is the descendant of an embroidery practitioner, many people come to her to become her apprentice and learn the skills. They only recruit those with talent.