If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

Qing Yuan covered his head and said speechlessly: "No, buddy, you must be familiar with it, it's something from your previous life!"

"But the problem is, you have no memories or experiences from your previous life, just like you are familiar with Ji Ruoli, but you just can't remember him."

"In this life, can you refine weapons? If I remember correctly, you only refined a first-level peach wood sword, and you refined it in class."

Ji Mo nodded, "I remember correctly."

Qing Yuan said irritably, "Oh, I can't explain it to you, you pig. You've only been reincarnated once in this life, and you have no experience in refining weapons before. How could you possibly refine the [Listening Tongue] successfully? In the end, you still have to rely on me. How come you're so unreliable compared to your last life!"

Ji Mo remained silent, but became more curious about his experiences in his previous life. He sat cross-legged and recalled his four previous failures. The first time was because the temperature was too high, the second time was because he didn't grasp the timing well, the third time was because the spirit stone was placed too late, and the fourth time was because the silver was not completely melted.

Ji Mo looked down at the last set of materials and was about to pick them up when Qing Yuan appeared and knocked them down. She was furious: "What are you doing!"

"Refining weapons!" Ji Mo responded coldly.

This attitude made Qing Yuan laugh. "Good fellow, this stubborn temper is really passed down from generation to generation, and it will last forever."

Before Ji Mo's eyes, lines floated and a yellow book cover appeared out of thin air. Qing Yuan glanced at Ji Mo disdainfully: "Read carefully and learn well! I will only teach you this once."

The pages of the [Book of Destiny] were turned under the fair fingers, and soon reached the last page. There was a line written on the ink record, "Four times of refining, all failed." Qing Yuan's fingers brushed over it, and the ink notes flashed with light. Under the light, Ji Mo's mind went blank, and then he appeared in a space with white mist floating around him, and the layout of the room was reflected in the space.

Ji Mo was very surprised and asked in confusion: "Where is this?"

Qing Yuan said smugly, "How stupid! It must be in the space created by the Book of Destiny. Where else could it be?"

Qing Yuan didn't give Ji Mo time to ask, and then said, "Okay, this is the place recorded in the [Book of Destiny]. It's also something unique to you. The time here flows at a different speed than the outside world, about 1 to 30. One minute in the outside world is equivalent to thirty minutes. You can mobilize the records in it, summon those wasted materials, and practice here.

Wait until you are proficient, then go out and use the last batch of materials to refine it. However, you must manage your time well. After all, you have only set it for three hours. If someone comes in to look for you and can't find you, and searches for you and finds the Book of Destiny, no one can guarantee what the consequences will be.

Ji Mo nodded and said softly, "Thank you."

Seeing his expression, Qing Yuan was very unhappy and muttered to herself, "It's like raising a child. He doesn't know anything. It's so annoying. Where did Ji Mo, the decisive and intelligent man in his previous life, go? How did he become like this?!"

Qing Yuan disappeared decisively and hid in the empty space to peek, so as not to reveal her emotions if she stayed there for too long and be noticed by Ji Mo. Although Ji Mo is clumsy now and can't speak, his sharp intuition is the same as before, and he has a particularly deep understanding of people's emotions, so he can avoid being figured out by Ji Mo.

Feeling the novelty of the space, Ji Mo was very happy. He summoned the [Book of Destiny], opened it, placed his fingers on the words about the equipment, and gently stroked it. His heart was touched by an invisible force, and in an instant, the materials he had used before appeared in the space.

If what Qing Yuan said was correct, the time exchange rate was about 1 to 30. It took me an hour to refine the equipment four times just now, so there were nearly two hours left. Minus the last half hour for refining and cleaning up, there was still an hour and a half left, which was hours in this space.

With so much time, I will definitely be able to succeed in refining it! Accumulate experience.

Thinking of this, Ji Mo was very happy. Since this space could be used to refine magical instruments, perhaps it could also be used for cultivation. If it could be used for cultivation, then six months of neglect would be nothing. Thinking of this, Ji Mo suddenly sighed, "No wonder everyone wants to obtain the [Book of Destiny]. Even just seeing it once, such power is too powerful."

After the joy came doubt: "But what is the price of such power?"

Ji Mo pondered for a moment, then stopped thinking, "Never mind! Let's use it first!"

After that, we started practicing continuously at the end of the season.

Time passed quickly, and an hour and a half went by quickly. Ji Mo returned to the room as promised. He was hunched over, unable to hide his fatigue, and looked extremely exhausted.

"I was careless. The time in the space was indeed extended, but my body couldn't handle it. Dozens of hours of non-stop practice left me physically and mentally drained by the end of the season. It was like I was completely exhausted after a liver burnout."

"Fortunately, I have accumulated enough experience." Hundreds of failures made Ji Mo adept at refining [Listening Tongue] and he completely understood it.

Ji Mo cheered up and successfully refined the [Listening Tongue]. He was ecstatic looking at the silver sculpture shaped like an earlobe in his hand.

After the happiness comes boundless fatigue. It is impossible to fall asleep in the space, and once it starts, it will make people lose their fatigue. All the fatigue will accumulate on the body the moment it leaves.

Ji Mo put the [Listening Tongue] into his sleeve, threw the prepared [Cloud Mist] and [Blue Cloud Gauze] into the furnace, and began to refine the [Mist Gauze]. Without any experience and physically exhausted, Ji Mo failed in the refining process. The furnace was full of scrap residues, but the cover-up work was completed, and no one should be aware of what he was doing.

The three-hour deadline was about to end. Ji Mo dragged his tired body out of the weapon refining pavilion and unfortunately ran into someone.

Fang Xiang was strolling around the academy with his younger brothers at this time. He happened to pass by the Weapon Refining Pavilion and found Ji Mo, who had not been seen for many days, walking out of it in a half-dead state.

He sneered and pretended to be enthusiastic as he stepped forward to greet him: "Isn't this Young Master Ji? Are you feeling better? Come to the Refining Pavilion to refine something?"

Ji Mo ignored him and didn't care about the sarcasm. He just wanted to go home and sleep and replenish his energy. The refining in the space had exhausted his mind and he was about to fall asleep in the next second. "Next time I must be fully prepared!"

Fang Xiang was extremely angry at Ji Mo's indifferent attitude, but he didn't dare to act rashly in the academy. After all, the academy was jointly built by various families, and the elders were selected from various families. The Fang family had someone, but they didn't dare to be so arrogant as to "real" Ji Mo. Although Ji Mo was not favored in the family, his surname was there, and "real" Ji Mo would be a slap in the face of the Ji family. Under the current situation, the Ji family was not afraid of the Fang family, not to mention that Fang Xiang could not represent the Fang family.