Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of greeting her, Feng Xingying opened his mouth first:

"Uncle, can I borrow your refining tools?"

"Do you know how to refine weapons?" the middle-aged man's eyes immediately lit up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Feng Xingying smiled and nodded.

She knew that the middle-aged man was obviously not good at sociability, and she did not embarrass him, so she simply took out her materials, put on the heat-insulated silver gloves, picked up the hammer on the refining table, and waved it.

Even if Feng Xingying changed into men's clothes and adjusted her facial features and temperament, her appearance was still there, and she was already handsome.

Her refining technique is inherited from the ancient alchemy technique of Lihuang Tianzun, which is different from ordinary people.

The middle-aged man obviously had some insight, and he couldn't move away from it with just one glance.

He was more interested in Feng Xingying's hand than Feng Xingying's face that fascinated the little girl's life.

These slender wrists and slender fingers, no matter how you look at them, should be pampered, and at this time they are wielding the hammer used for refining.

How strange is such a picture, but it is incomparably coordinated.

Her hands were not stained with any dust at all, they were still as white as jade, but the movements of her hands were as precise as if she were composing a perfect piece of music.

Under the teaching of Lihuang Tianzun, Feng Xingying simulated countless refining weapons in space, and this was the first time he had actually operated it.

It is said that the average young person will have trembling hands and panic when he practices the instrument for the first time, but Feng Xingying's heart is extremely stable after long-term training, and she does not need to play extraordinarily at this time, as long as the level of simulation training is brought into play, it is enough.

Because her master is away from Huang Tianzun, although she is as kind and nonsense as the grandmother next door when she chats well on weekdays, once she teaches Feng Xingying, she is required to the highest standard every time.

Feng Xingying dares to refine the weapon well?

Believe it or not, Lihuang Tianzun locked her in the Xihuang Sword, and she didn't let her out if she didn't toss and die!

Master Yan is a high apprentice, and Feng Xingying can now refine the weapon perfectly here, thanks to the master's strict teaching.

"Uncle Ning......" The little girl gently tugged at the corner of the middle-aged man's clothes.

The middle-aged man was unconscious, completely immersed in the rhythm of refining shaped by Feng Xingying.

He held his breath, his eyes wide, for fear of missing a single detail.

Dingding, Dangdang~

In the humble hut, there was only the sound of the Star Sealing Shadow Refiner tapping.

Seeing that the refining weapon was about to be completed, a purple-red flame suddenly rose in Feng Xingying's palm, and it slammed to the ground, as if it was about to ignite the refining platform.

"Guided by the Spirit!"

Uncle Ning couldn't help but exclaim.

I didn't expect this little boy to be able to do this.

In vain, he would rather refine the heavens and boast of his powerful refining techniques, and he looked down on any refiner in Ningzhou City, so he would rather close this refining shop alone.

Unexpectedly, today, he actually saw in a little boy the long-lost "spirit as a guide" recorded in the book

He also tried this technique.

After all, literally, it is also possible to try.

But the consequence of countless attempts is to destroy the refining artifact, rather than succeed in attracting spirits.

This boy is amazing!

Ning Liantian was still immersed in the shock brought to him by this refining weapon, Feng Xingying had already collected the finished product, put down the inconspicuous hammer, and took off the silver silk glove that was not stained with dust.

This set of refining tools, as she judged, was really of the highest grade.

At least in Ningzhou City, it is easy to see.

Looking at the first refined product in his hand, although it was only a piece of soft armor, Feng Xingying's heart was still full of a sense of accomplishment.