Qiao Qingcang was very serious at this time, and he did not relax a little because of the perfect fusion of the two materials.

At this time, under Qiao Qingcang's control, this "starry night" was evenly divided into two parts by him.

After that, Qiao Qingcang was dual-minded, and the two mixed materials of the same size began to become slender at the same time.

Slowly, the shape of two short swords was formed in the Ding, at this time, the golden flame slowly became smaller, and finally disappeared, as the temperature slowly decreased, the liquid metal became solid, and the temperature in the Ding remained at a certain temperature.

Qiao Qingcang took out the short sword and put it on the forging table to temper it continuously, and then put it into the dingzhong to burn it, and then temper it, a total of nine times, two short swords with a total length of two feet and three inches were formed.

The basic feature of the hilts of these two short swords is that they are composed of continuous "hui" shaped lines. The continuous composition of the circle is for the moire pattern, and the continuous composition of the square is for the thunder pattern.

The hilt of the sword is a short sword with a moire pattern, which seems to be shrouded in floating clouds, and it is full of ethereal and transcendent feeling, and the hilt is a short sword with a thunder pattern, and the body is full of thunder and light, full of majesty and mystery.

Qiao Qingcang put the pair of short swords back into the ding, and used his unique forging technique to refine and open the short sword for the last time.

An hour later, Qiao Qingcang shouted, "Out!" Immediately after, he slapped the Mixed Yuan Ding, and the short sword with the cloud pattern handle flew out of the Mixed Yuan Ding at once.

The dorsal bone of the short sword is clearly formed into a line edge, and its widest point is about half a foot away from the sword handle, and then it is adducted in an arc until the sword blade is convex again and then condensed inward into a sharp edge.

The blue light of the muddy body is boundless, and the blade is extremely sharp, when it is a real blade like autumn frost, giving people a feeling of cold as ice and snow, and a sharp feeling that can be broken.

It is a kind of pride that breaks the clouds up and down the Jedi, and it can also shock the heavens and the earth.

It is like a thunderous earthquake, all the four seas surrender, and once born, the world will avoid its edge.

At the moment when the short sword flew out of the Mixed Yuan Ding, Bai Hanyi immediately stepped forward, without hesitation at all, at this time, a cyan talisman pen appeared in his hand, and the tip of the pen was full of aura.

The pen is painted with flowing clouds, this talisman pen is like a breeze and clouds, just a glance, I feel very comfortable, and my body is also a lot cooler.

Bai Hanyi's face was expressionless, his hand waving the pen was very steady, and on the short sword, he began to draw runes.

Bai Hanyi's speed was very fast, and Qin Duan was a little dazzled, and he didn't even know how many runes he had drawn.

After Bai Hanyi stopped writing, all the runes had disappeared and disappeared into the sword body, Bai Yihan controlled the short sword, and flew directly into the wooden barrel containing the icy spring water, without a trace of pause, and the movements were as smooth as flowing clouds.

I only heard a "stab" sound, and the white mist rose. After a while, the white mist dissipated, and the short sword emerged from the water, imprisoned in the air by Bai Hanyi.

At this time, Qiao Qingcang took out the thunder handle short sword from the ding, Bai Yihan then drew the rune again, and after a while, the rune was successfully drawn, and the thunder handle short sword and the cloud handle short sword were imprisoned in the air side by side.

Qin Duan looked at the third uncle, how did he feel a little old, but after a closer look, there was no change.

And this pair of short swords, at this time, seemed to have life, the whole body was black, as deep as the night sky, and at the same time with supreme coercion, there was a suppression of the body, but also a shock to the soul.

On the pitch-black short sword, the faint light on it was like a little star in the night sky, adding a bit of hazy and dreamy to this short sword.

"Sword Name: Tatsuya!"

"Blood!" Qiao Qingcang shouted in a low voice.

Qin Duan immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his heart, and under Qiao Qingcang's control, this blood was split into two and fell on the Chenye Twin Swords.

Qin Dui's heart's blood seeped into the Chenye Twin Swords, and in an instant, a connection was established between Qin Dui and the Chenye Twin Swords.

With a move of Qin Dui's hand, the twin swords of Chenye seemed to have spirituality, and flew directly into Qin Dui's hands.

Qin Duan grabbed the Chenye Twin Swords, and the Chenye Twin Swords emitted a crisp sword sound. Qin Duan felt his arm lengthened.

At this time, the twin swords of the night seemed to be a part of his body. Qin Duan waved the Chenye Twin Swords, and a feeling like an arm command came to his heart.

Bai Hanyi was a little tired, and when he saw Qin Duan's loving look, he smiled, didn't speak, turned around and walked out.

Seeing this, Qin Duan hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Third Uncle." ”

Bai Hanyi nodded and left.

"Are you satisfied?" Qiao Qingcang asked.

Qin Duan nodded: "Satisfied, satisfied, of course satisfied." ”

This Chenye Twin Swords was as if there was life, Qin Duan could feel its power at this time, and the Chenye Twin Swords at this time were mid-level spirit level weapons.

"Constantly devouring metal, this night dual sword can be evolved, and eventually it can evolve to a high-level artifact.

However, it is more difficult to evolve from a high-level artifact to a primary artifact, and of course, it is also not easy to evolve from a primary artifact to an intermediate artifact. ”

Qin Duan picked up the short sword and swung it casually, he felt that the short sword was like his own arm.

"Second Senior Uncle, thank you very much! Thank you!" Qin Duan bowed deeply to Second Senior Uncle.

"Thank you, it's all a family, not to mention that I'm still Yun'er's master. Qiao Qingcang joked.

Yun Chuxi took Qiao Qingcang's arm and said, "Master, you laugh at me!"

Qin Duan's face was also a little red, and he lowered his head a little embarrassedly, and at the same time he was a little surprised, Qiao Qingcang, a serious person, actually made a joke, then he must be very excited.

Qin Duan glanced up at Qiao Qingcang and found that he was very tired, but the light in his eyes did not fade for a long time.

"Boy, thank you too, if it weren't for the Yin and Yang Iron Essence you provided, I might not have been able to forge such a good weapon in my life. ”

Qiao Qingcang looked at Qin Duan very seriously, and was not embarrassed because he thanked a junior.

"Second Senior Uncle, you are also polite, if I get rare forging materials in the future, I will definitely bring them to you. ”

Qiao Qingcang said to Yun Chuxi and Qin Dui: "Okay, it's the middle of the night, I'm tired too, you two should go back and rest early!"

Yun'er, you have also watched the process of forging this time, it will be of great help to you in the future, you go back and comprehend it. ”

"Goodbye, Master!"

Qin Duan bowed to Qiao Qingcang again, "Second Senior Uncle, you rest early!"

The two of them came out of the hut, and the night was quiet outside, and there was no sound, even the small animals were asleep, and they could only hear the sound of the waves, and they each went back to their huts.

After Qin Duan came back, he did not rest, but sat on the futon, which was the same as the futon of the second uncle, with aura emitted.

He took out the twin swords of Chenye, looked at them over and over, and the more he looked at them, the more he liked them, and the intimacy of the blood connection appeared again, and his arms were extended again.

Qin Dui's feeling of holding this night double sword was the same as the feeling of holding the Vientiane Spirit Bow, it was an indescribable sense of closeness.