Another three days have passed, but Li Xu's journey to the plot world has been delayed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In reality, the base has just been relocated, and it is still in the run-in of personnel, materials and equipment, that is, today, October 6, the vast family team and the service personnel and logistics hired by the Rising Sun Gate arrived, and it was noisy and busy everywhere.

Those who drag their families are busy in reality, and the members who are dragged by the familyless are all hiding in the main god space.

The total size of the Rising Sun Gate has undergone several jumps and reductions, and the total number of members is now fixed at 467, which is already behind many so-called "large gangs", but of these 467 people, half of them are in the breakthrough period, and the quasi-second-level contractors who have achieved spiritual overflow are approaching 100.

The elite line that has been adhered to for a long time can only be regarded as having a certain effect at this moment, the sects are up and down, orderly, far less lively than those "big gangs", and the atmosphere that permeates the sects is cultivation, and little attention is paid to other things.

In this way, the temperament of a sect is gradually formed in the run-in and beating again and again.

However, people want to eat the fireworks of the world, and some trivial things can't be avoided no matter how they dodge.

The rich accumulation in the early stage, and several fruitful collective actions, made the pockets of most members bulge.

Many people have begun to strengthen their second careers like Guan Tingting.

It can be imagined how tight everyone's time is, so those deacons in the sect gradually resigned, giving up their fortunes to those members who joined later and were not very wealthy.

Every time such a personnel change is a headache for several elders and Dharma protectors, they have to teach, supervise, and inspect newcomers when they come up, which is bound to increase their affairs and waste their time.

Whenever this kind of thing happened, no one had a good face, and later several elders held a meeting, which was the first time that they performed the functions of the Council of Elders on their own.

It's okay to resign, but you must find a replacement, and you can't count if you find someone, you must train him and be qualified, and he can work normally, otherwise if there is an accident, the person who resigned will be asked.

When the matter was settled, the Council of Elders broke up with a bang, without the slightest hint of fingering or remembrance of authority.

So what are they busy with every day?

Let's talk about the biggest hands-off shopkeeper Li Xu, he is now in a separate manufacturing room, carefully controlling the heat of a stove, in the furnace, the melted pure gold slowly rolling, absorbing all the high temperature, standing next to the stove, he can't feel any high-temperature smoking.

This furnace of fine gold, Li Xu has been refining for two days one after another, serving more delicately than anything else, every hour, he has to put his spiritual power into it and participate in the smelting process of the material.

There are also hundreds of materials that have been processed, and they have to be thrown into it from time to time, and one more point or one less centimeter will affect the final product!

Treasure!

The blue-quality flying sword is what he has been smelting.

In the afternoon, Guan Tingting, who failed to make the staff for the fourth time, decided to relax her depressed mood, so she came to Li Xu's manufacturing room to work hard, and at this time, seeing that the last process was completed in an orderly manner, she not only said enviously: "Your hand is really accurate, one tenth of a unit, so many times I haven't seen you miss." ”

Li Xu smiled.

Abnormal accuracy is not without a price, a large loss of spiritual power is inevitable, compared to Guan Tingting, it is a little worse, making blue quality magic items, just drawing a magic array thinner than a hair, it is a threshold that is difficult to cross.

Li Xu couldn't help her in this regard, just because this was also a kind of practice.

The fire is turning green, and the critical moment has come.

Li Xu bit his index finger and placed it on top of the stove, controlling the blood beads to drip ten drops.

The molten metal liquid was immediately stained with a little red trace, which spread out evenly and perfectly in accordance with the description and requirements of the formula.

Then Li Xu sat down cross-legged on the stove, and Guan Tingting hurriedly retreated to a place five steps away to slow down her breathing.

He pinched a sword trick in his left hand, waved at the stove with his right hand, and shouted softly at the same time: "Hurry!"

"Boom!"

The cyan flames soared, and the molten metal liquid flew up from it, slowly flying in the direction pointed by the sword technique, like a large mass of plasticine, under Li Xu's mental control, it changed into a shape.

The high temperature raged, and the small manufacturing room was soon stuffy like a stove, Li Xu looked very struggling, sweating profusely all over his body, which made Guan Tingting hold her breath.

A sword embryo was formed, bruised all over, with a slight red halo around the edges.

The sword technique in Li Xu's left hand began to quickly volley in the air, and the sword embryo began to rotate violently.

The speed became faster and more pleasant, and gradually, its size could no longer be seen with the naked eye......

Until, with a "whoosh!", a cyan lightning bolt flew out of the swirling whirlwind, wandering around the manufacturing room in the blink of an eye, passing over Guan Tingting's head halfway, so fast that she didn't have time to react at all.

In the end, a three-foot-long sword, like a blue and pure spring water, hung in front of Li Xu.

Li Xu let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes slowly closed, and the long sword rose horizontally, landed on his knees, covered by his two hands, and then stroked it over and over again.

Seeing Li Xu stroking the sword body, Guan Tingting thought of something, her face turned red, and she quietly withdrew from this manufacturing room.

When I came outside and walked out of the isolation of light and shadow, I heard a loud conversation and laughter outside.

Curiously walked out to take a look, and she also smiled, "Succeeded?"

"Yes, I failed twice, and I wasted two materials, that's 6 white diamonds......" Lin Xiaomeng's flesh hurt, looking at the new and old members who were responsible for building ghost warships, he couldn't help but look at them unkindly.

This ghost battleship floats quietly in the air, the hull is about three times that of the ghost ship, the length is thirty meters, the width is about five meters, the whole body is slender, the bow is slightly upturned, the whole looks like a flying fish, with an extremely agile streamlined shape.

The light curtain that shrouded it was no longer close to the hull of the ship, but had a gap of about 5 meters.

"Forget it, the two failures paid the tuition at that time!" Guan Tingting played a round on the side.

As he spoke, there was a ripple in the void more than ten meters ahead, and more than a dozen ghost ships that sailed returned from it, and the boat was quiet, only Liu Jun jumped off one of them with an unkind face, and complained when he saw Guan Tingting: "If I hadn't stopped me, these guys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead would have to go to ...... again."

"Nothing happened, did it?"

"No, it's just that people can't look at the number of ordinary copies now......"

"Elder Liu, other big gangs have started to paint green ......"

Liu Jun looked back and glared, "Then how many people do you think they died?"

The member who jumped off the boat bowed his head in a huff.

Just then, the man in black appeared......

The mandatory dispatch mission is coming.

Up and down the sect, only Li Xu, Guan Tingting and Qiao Chu did not.