A large number of Neidan, spirit beads, spirit stones, and strange jade were thrown into the spiritual spring by Xie Lu.

The water of the spiritual spring gradually emitted a layer of pearlescent light, which was more beautiful than any kind of gemstone.

And the earth gradually shook, and the dry veins of fire slowly came out.

"That's enough," Xie Lu said calmly, stopping his devotion to the Spirit Spring, and then set up an enchantment to ensure that the Pang Vein Refiner would not be disturbed.

The mouth of the fire veins was rumbling at this time, and sporadic sparks were revealed with a smell of sulfur, and then a flame with an extremely large pressure erupted.

"Now!" Xie Lu still stood calmly on the side to guide, just like when she was a coach at the beginning.

This earth fire is worthy of its name, probably from the depths of the earth's core, with the qi of the Nine Shadows, with the strength of the Pang Vein Jin Dan at the beginning, it can even control and guide the general.

Pang Maimai himself has the Stone Lotus Heart Fire and the Spring Thunder Fire, so he rarely uses external fire, let alone such a high-level earth fire.

However, she learned a lot of fire control skills from "Yuanrong Zhenjing" and "Eye-Dotting Spirit", and she was an extremely outstanding fire spirit root, so she quickly mastered it freely.

The turbulent, slightly blackened Nine Shadows Fire was slowly played in the palm of her hand like a obedient snake.

Although her own alien fire is good, it is suitable for refining some fine, subtle delicate magic weapons, refining natal magic weapons, but the firepower is not domineering enough, even if it is good, it cannot break through.

She needed some ferocious external force, so Xie Lu chose this place for her.

Every step of the deduction is in the mind, smelting, extracting, molding, setting, and engraving the formation, and finally collecting the soul.

There are thousands of steps in total, and every step cannot be wrong, and some of them have extremely high requirements for spiritual power, fire, speed, refinement, and divine consciousness.

This is the highest difficulty of Pang Maimai's challenge so far.

Fortunately, Xie Lu had all the elixirs to restore spiritual power and nourish her divine sense, and she was well prepared.

Every time her spiritual power was unsustainable, and her divine consciousness was on the verge of exhaustion, there would be a spiritual elixir fed to her mouth, and she only needed to open her mouth to accept it and try her best to promote absorption.

The most difficult step is actually to squeeze the power generated in the iron card.

When she relieved all the real people before, the power of the iron card she used should be less than one-twelfth of it, and now she plans to squeeze out almost all of them and put them into her natal magic weapon.

Then, at first, it was barely smooth, but when the amount taken out reached about half, the difficulty suddenly increased!

The iron card seemed to become stingy, and suddenly refused to let go of a drop.

She used great willpower to oppress and order it, and the two sides fought for a long time, and finally gave it about three-tenths of the way left, and it couldn't do it anymore.

Pang Maimai also reached the minimum amount he needed, and the quality was a little purer than expected, so it was just that.

Nearly three months later, the mirror was finally made!

What a beautiful mirror!

With all her dreams about beauty since childhood!

The frame on one side is almost translucent mercury, coiled with intricately carved vine patterns, and from time to time there is a faint electric light with purple and dark blue flowing through, and there are more than 20 gems or inner pills of different colors and shapes around it, some red, some black, some gold, and some dark green...... Almost all of them are fire and thunder, full of unrestrained power, and the Nine Shadows Fire that smelted them gave them a darker color and stronger explosive power; The other side of the mirror frame is full of vibrant turquoise, only shallow, mysterious and indescribable water ripples can't help flowing, conjuring up complex formation runes, without any gems, but from time to time a flower blooms, sometimes a bright red flower, bewitchingly covering half of the mirror, sometimes just a small white flower, inconspicuously obediently staying in a corner of the mirror......

The mirrors on both sides are completely transparent, thus reflecting the color of their respective frames.

Pang Maimai watched his painstaking work with great joy.

She looked down at the mirror, which was as clear as water......

In the mirror is her face......

It's his face......

Pang Maimai looked up and found that he was riding on a horse.

I am ...... By the way, it's Qiao Hong'er.

The □□ horse flicked its tail, the horse's hooves were good, knocking on the bluestone path, and the spring breeze seemed to make the sound of the horse's hooves more brisk, making his mood more relaxed. Even if there is no golden saddle and no purple fox fur, it is also the charm of the spring breeze.

Alone, he drove his horse down this clean and secluded back street, only occasionally encountering a few pedestrians, the road was lined with small buildings of two or three floors, some painted beams and vermilion tiles, and some of them were mottled with wood paint, revealing the original color of the old wood, showing the difference between the rise and fall of their ordinary masters......

Across the building is a small river, so the sound of water can be faintly heard.

There is no horse running, no calling friends, and I am so relaxed and happy by myself.

I'm going to ...... By the way, I'm going to see Zhu Yu'er.

Qiao Honger is a young hero, no family tired, thin family assets, born healthy and handsome, like him, come to hook up, and even take the initiative to run at night There are never many women. For some reason, he had no interest in these women.

The only exception is Zhu Gardenia.

Zhu Yuer is seventeen years old, good at weaving, at a young age has everyone's demeanor, the brocade woven can have hundreds of textures, the pattern is vivid, the slender can be seen, because the value of the brocade she weaves is extremely high, so she moved from the countryside to the city, her parents died early, she grew up with her grandmother since childhood, and after her grandmother passed away, she got rid of the relatives who wanted to take advantage of it, set up a female household, rented a house in the city alone, bought a slave maid, and closed the door to weave brocade to make a living.

Qiao Hong'er recognized her because her uncle tried to marry her to an old widower who had lost his wife, and collected a dowry of 200 taels of silver, but Zhu Yi'er refused to obey. Qiao Hong'er encountered this incident, and she was upset, and the uncle of the Zhu family naturally didn't dare to fight him, so he went back.

felt that Zhu Gardenia was a good girl, because she did not "reciprocate and promise each other" with affection because of this, but solemnly and quietly saluted him deeply and thanked him repeatedly.

After getting along for a long time, I found that she was a beautiful and quiet smart girl with many ideas in her heart.

Qiao Hong'er never thought about getting married, but if he really wanted to get married one day, he would probably marry a girl like Zhu Yu'er......

Every other half a month, he would go to her house, drink a cup of tea, have a meal, and chat.

Zhu Yier sometimes makes clothes and shoes for him.

In such a spring evening, warm and slightly cool, the spring breeze is gentle, the fragrance of grass lingers on the nose, the sound of gurgling water is heard in the ears, and there are faint voices of people buying and selling things and bargaining...... Thinking of the steaming mutton pot that Zhu Yi'er was going to make for him, the pomegranate wine she brewed last fall...... Qiao Hong'er's young and uninhibited heart also softened.

When I arrived at Zhu's house, I saw the simple and delicious wine and food on the table under the tulip shelf in the small garden, Zhu Gardenia, who was wearing a light yellow shirt and mint green skirt, and her black hair was hanging down to her shoulders, and her mood became even happier.

After finishing the wine and food, he followed Zhu Yu'er to her weaving room to see the brocade she was weaving.

In the gradually dim daylight, the dark royal blue and brown silk flowed from the loom with pearlescent light, afraid that it would not be clear, Zhu Yu'er lit another lamp, the light was like a bean, shining on her hand but it was extremely white.

Somehow, she suddenly sighed.

Qiao Hong'er turned to look at her.

Her dark eyes were as if they were in tears in the light, at least, with an unknown depth of loneliness and helplessness......

Qiao Hong'er felt faintly sad because of this.

This year is a year after year......

Time goes by day by day, why don't you know ruthless?

Such a beautiful girl should not have spent a year by the loom......

Perhaps, he should have taken a wife?

He didn't want to be caged with any woman and be turned red, but he wanted to comfort her.

Qiao Hong'er, who has always been a hero, hesitated at this moment, not knowing whether to take a step forward towards her.

But Zhu Yu'er was brave, and walked two steps forward towards him, looking up with a white face, and her eyes were eager.

He was encouraged, but remained unspoken......

When he was stalemate, there was a sudden loud bang, and a sword flew out of thin air, Qiao Hong'er didn't have time to react at all, the sword was beyond the ability of ordinary people, like lightning, and when he could see it clearly, it was already inserted in Zhu Yu'er's chest and nailed her to the wall.

Blood spilled from the wound on her chest and the corner of her mouth, flowing through her fair skin and soaking the hem of her clothes...... She wasn't dead yet, and her eyes were full of sorrow......

Although Qiao Hong'er saw a lot of blood, she had never seen such a scene, it happened right under her nose!

It's a nightmare!

He let out a roar and turned in the direction of the window:

A man taller than him, with a face more moving than the brightest moonlight, so handsome that Qiao Hong'er, who had never believed in himself, couldn't bear to look at it, and stood coldly at the window.

He was about to ask, "Who are you", and the next second, the young man appeared in front of him with a night breeze.

I couldn't see how he moved......

Qiao Hong'er, who is known as not afraid of the sky and the earth, also broke out in a cold sweat.

The man held out his hand to him.

Qiao Hong'er looked at that hand and didn't dare to resist.

The hand was close to him, even touching his ear, and it tore at him violently.

Qiao Hong'er didn't feel any pain, and then something seemed to be torn off in the void...... He felt something pour over his shoulder, was ...... Hair?

Then the man continued to tear expressionlessly, his shoulders, his chest...... There is no pain, what is torn off?

How did his shoulders become so narrow and round?

What is it about his chest, white and delicate, standing proudly?

His waist, slender and white, is so strange......

Qiao Hong'er let out a loud scream, but what she heard in her ears was just a woman's pleasant scream, strange and familiar...... He turned and fled, only to crash into the loom, and a huge force behind him crushed him to the ground......

The loom overturned, and silk and brocade were scattered all over the ground......

He was pressed to the ground by the man, and he couldn't use one-tenth of his usual strength, and the more he struggled, the more he realized that he was petite and powerless at this moment, and he was pressed by others to his waist and abdomen, and he couldn't move.

And the man also reached out and pressed his two upper arms, which were supposed to have muscles, but at this moment they were just two slender white arms, which were held in the man's hands, and they were about to be broken with a little force......

He scolded angrily, but all he said was a woman's coquettish scolding.

The handsome strange man bowed his head and bit his neck.

No, how can such a white and tender, slender neck be your own neck?

In despair, he could only see Zhu Yu'er who was nailed to the wall, still with her eyes open, and the tears flowing from her eyes stayed on her cheeks......

"Pulse!"

Where does the head start to drink?

When I opened my eyes, I still had that handsome face in my eyes...... Himself in his arms.

Ah, no, it's Xie Lu.

himself, not Qiao Hong'er, is Pang Maimai......

Pang Maimai gasped, his eyes wide, and he looked at him blankly.

Xie Lu took back a turquoise bead pressed on her forehead, frowned and said, "A refining device can also attract demons?" 166 Reading Network