Since the discovery of the Tianchen vein, Qingge has sat cross-legged on the spot, like an old monk entering the meditation and forging weapons. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fuki stood in the grass not far away, staring around smartly, letting off the wind for the light song.

Qingge squatted on the ground, used the Mingwang knife to shovel off the soil on the ore vein, and then poured in the spiritual fire, softened a small part of Tianchen iron, and after cauterizing for half an hour, while the iron sheet was hot, Qingge wiped the dirt on the Mingwang knife and cut off a basin-sized Tianchen iron.

She summoned the Lunar Eclipse Ding, and then put the Tianchen Iron into the Lunar Eclipse Ding, and the red flames swayed under the Ding Furnace, gradually melting the Tianchen Iron in the Ding Furnace into liquid.

On the top of the silver-colored furnace, a little girl with blonde hair sat calmly, her snow-white legs swaying in the air, and she was dressed in a dignified and elegant dark blue dress like a princess from ancient Europe.

Her body was translucent, innocent, and she looked at Qingge with a smile.

In Pingsuli, Qingge rarely refines weapons, and at this time, it is difficult for the lunar eclipse to come out and breathe, so he is naturally happy.

Qingge concentrated his energy, concentrated on the refining weapon, and stared at the Ding furnace intently with black eyes, reflecting two clusters of enchanting fire tongues.

The Tianchen Iron placed in the Lunar Eclipse Ding this time can refine ten weapons, and the other materials for forging weapons are still in Qingge's space bag.

Although these materials are not rare treasures, after all, they come from the treasury of the Beiyue Kingdom, and they can be regarded as hard to find.

At the beginning, Qingge wanted to break through the prefecture level, and when Ye Qingtian passed by the treasury, he took the sheep and brought back some refining materials.

"You want to refine ten weapons at once?" Nightmare asked in surprise.

"Hmm." Qingge responded lightly, and then concentrated on refining.

Wei knew that the refining weapon would hit one hundred and twenty points, and he no longer bothered the light song, but his heart was still very shocked.

As Fu Xi said, ordinary refiners can only cast two or three weapons a day at most, which is still a high-yield refiner, as for the higher the class strength of the refiner, the pursuit is excellence, and a weapon even takes a month, which also forms a situation where it is difficult to find a weapon and has no market.

And Qingge's behavior of forging ten weapons at once, only pursuing speed and ignoring quality, is despised by the master of refining.

However, although Qingge pursues speed too much, in the process of refining weapons, she is also extremely serious and does not have any perfunctory.

From a variety of materials to a finished weapon, it takes a lot of effort for a refiner.

Qingge did have the slightest rush when casting weapons, but she didn't cut corners or relax because of this.

On the contrary, when refining the weapon, she not only fused the purest aura in the Danhuo into the Tianchen Iron, but also confused the Moon Flame Fire with the Spiritual Fire, and the combined firepower of the two was even stronger.

Half an hour later, Tianchen Iron completely turned into liquid, Qingge patted the Ding furnace, and the moment the lid was opened, Qingge added other materials in the space bag to the Ding furnace, there were six kinds of them, all of which were materials with pure yang energy.

Qingge sat for a long time, her legs were a little stiff, but she didn't dare to move at will at the critical moment.

Sweat trickled down, a drop of sweat slid down from the forehead, penetrated into the eyelashes, and flowed into the eyes, Qingge didn't even blink his eyes, while using his strong willpower to control the fire and laugh, while paying attention to the material changes in the eclipse tripod.

When the time came, Qingge immediately got up and added frozen water to the Ding furnace.

When Tianchen iron and other materials were gradually frozen, Qingge's hands were like flowers, and he quickly took out the hot and ice-containing liquids, and pinched out the appearance of weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and looked like them.

After pinching, Qingge froze ten weapons with frozen water, keeping the shape of the weapons perfect and the blade killing.

Qingge's left hand stretched out, palm side up, and a huge and beautiful flame erupted from his palm, and Qingge's other hand picked up a knife with ice, and put it on the flame to burn and set it.

The ice layer of frozen water gradually turned into water droplets under the burning of the fire, and the scorching water droplets fell into the flames of Qingge's palm, and evaporated into gas in an instant.

When the ice evaporated completely, the blade became stronger and sharper under the forged flames.

Half an hour later, Qingge's mind moved slightly, and the frozen water poured out of the nest, condensing into a small ice cellar not far away, and Qingge put the dark and deep knife into the ice cellar to freeze.

Next, Qingge concocted the same method, cast the other nine weapons, and put them into the ice cellar one by one.

Wiping his sweat, he smiled lightly, and his eyes flashed with a moving light.

Her limit is to forge five weapons at once, and this time she forged ten, breaking through the limit again and stimulating her potential.

"Take a break, refining weapons is extremely easy to consume the will of the mind, not to mention, you are still integrating aura into the weapon, if this continues, your Dan Huo will not be able to bear it." Nightmare.

"It's fine."

Qingge glanced at the ten weapons stored in the ice cellar, and the level of these weapons was at the peak of the late human level, infinitely close to the ground level.

She is only one step away from the ground-level refiner.

Seeing that Qingge was so stubborn, he no longer persuaded him.

Subsequently, Qingge made weapons non-stop.

Until sunset, Qingge has built fifty handfuls.

When she wanted to continue casting, her hand that was burned by the fire was suddenly grabbed, and Qingge looked down, Fuxi stared at her with a pair of dark eyes, looking at her without blinking.

Fuki glared at Qingge angrily, and then looked at Qingge's wound in distress.

Because of the fabrication of weapons, the hands of the refiners are usually not very good-looking.

It is important to know that the trick to fabricating weapons is time, and the shape of the weapon must be pinched out when the material is at its hottest, and when the weapon is fabricated, the hot temperature will burn the flesh on the refiner's hands.

Of course, there is also a Lingbao glove, which is as thin as a cicada's wings and can withstand the hot temperature.

However, no matter how thin the gloves are, they will also affect the touch of the refiner, there is a momentary error, and no matter how small the error, it can destroy a weapon.

Normally, even if it is hot, the refiner will not take other measures to protect his hands.

On the contrary, the higher the strength of the refiner, the skin and flesh of his hands are thicker than those of ordinary people, and they are even covered with strange-shaped calluses.

Because of this, women rarely choose alchemists, and most of them are men.

Women love beauty, and so is human nature.

Qingge looked down at her hands, some flesh and blood were blurred, she concentrated for a while, and used the healing power of the snow spirit bead to repair the wound in her palm, and in an instant, a pair of hands, white and tender, full of slenderness.

Fuxi turned his head to look at the ice cellar full of weapons, and his eyes lit up, "Fifty have been refined?" ”

Qingge nodded, "There are still two hundred and five missing." ”

"Let's go back and rest first." Fu Xi said: "Rest and rest and come again, if you are in good spirits, the refining weapon will get twice the result with half the effort, right?" ”

Seeing this, Qingge did not refuse, and went back with Fuxi.

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