Qin Molin didn't give her time to ask questions, and approached the refining platform without saying a word, and did not reach out to take the hammer, only wearing a pair of fiery red metal mesh gloves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Don't use a hammer refiner?

Feng Xingying was curious.

Qin Molin's refiner, she hasn't seen it yet!

According to Qin Molin's strength, the refining level should be very good.

Her master has no body from Huang Tianzun, not even a phantom, and all the refining weapons of Feng Xingying are based on graphic records and descriptions and instructions from Huang Tianzun.

She'd never really seen a master refining weapon before.

It's just that Qin Molin is a little different.

He is not like Feng Xingying, who needs to work hard to pick up a small hammer and beat it like a coolie.

He just condensed his spiritual power into slender ropes of fire, each of which would be wound around a hammer handle.

The rest of the steps are truly like a dreamy feast.

Dozens of Xuanyin refining hammers started at the same time, rhythmically hitting the same spar, and there was no conflict between each other, one after another, endlessly.

If it was said that Feng Xingying was refining a weapon by one person before, then Qin Molin was now refining a spiritual weapon by dozens of people at the same time.

The sound of clanging bells, like pouring rain falling on the continuous roof tiles, is very spectacular.

A moment later, the hammer ceased abruptly.

It's like the end of a dream, nothing ever happened.

Feng Xingying opened his mouth in surprise and looked at Qin Molin in a daze.

Is he still human? He's a demon at all!

Qin Molin also had a good impression of this sunny young man Ye Xing, patted him on the shoulder like a big brother, and said seriously:

"Don't look at it, the saliva is about to stay, my brother has the master, and it won't be your turn. ”

"That's great, teach me, teach me. You're my brother, you're my brother!"

Qin Molin chuckled lightly, and couldn't help but flick the smooth forehead of the young man in front of him.

His body is sprinkled with beauty and sunshine, which people can't help but like.

Is this fate?

Like someone, need a reason?

No, you don't!

Just like Qin Molin, who hated any woman approaching that day, the first time he saw Feng Xingying, he hugged her uncontrollably, if it weren't for Feng Xingying's superb medical skills to wake him up, with Qin Molin's strength, she would have been unable to struggle at all after eating Feng Xingying.

They're probably already together, right?

But if it was another woman that day, Qin Molin would definitely not eat, or even get close. Because although he will be tortured by demon blood from time to time, one thing has never changed, that is, even if the demon blood attacks, he will not tolerate anyone getting close to his body for half a minute, whether male or female.

Shadow of the Stars is the first exception.

Ye Xing, is the second.

He called him brother, he felt quite comfortable in his heart, and he even had the urge to recognize this younger brother.

He picked up the spirit sword on the refining platform and handed it to Feng Xingying: "Take it back and study it slowly." ”

"No, how can I study it myself? I can't learn it at all. Feng Xingying was stunned. Qin Molin's inhuman refining method can be seen by looking at it? Is there such a good thing in the world?

"You have to grasp every hammer with your hands, do you still want to learn ten?" Qin Molin chuckled.

A seemingly ridiculous sentence, Feng Xingying realized the latest thing from it.

If you want to learn this kind of refining, you must first learn to control the hammer with spiritual power, not your own hands. It's like if you want to learn to run, you have to learn to walk first.

Feng Xingying's eyes lit up.

Qin Molin touched her head approvingly: "When you feel that you need guidance, you can come to me again." ”