Her gaze drifted to the magma pool, a look of doubt on her face.

At this moment, Ling Luo's voice suddenly remembered an extremely gentle woman's voice behind him.

"Luo'er, sketch out the image of a long sword in your mind, and then focus on the Flame of Punishment that you unleashed."

This voice is Xiling Yunqin.

Ling Luo suddenly understood that his master was teaching himself to forge a long sword.

She hurriedly followed Xiling Yunqin's instructions, and concentrated all her spirit in the magma pool, and the golden flames slowly gathered towards the center of the pool, and the molten iron that had just been melted also gathered together.

Sword.

In Ling Luo's mind, the shape of the Chixiao Sword that he was accustomed to using unconsciously appeared, tracing and sketching, and the shape gradually appeared.

At the same time, in the very center of the magma pool, where the golden Flame of Punishment was dense, the molten iron was reforged, and a brand-new long sword was gradually formed according to the shape that Ling Luo had conceived in his mind.

"Luo'er, add another fire." Xiling Yunqin's voice came from behind again, "Don't go too far, it's just a third of the first time." ”

Under the guidance of his master, Ling Luo poured the weight of the golden Flame of Punishment needed to forge the sword into the long sword again.

At this time, I only heard the sound of "Gong".

A long sword with a pitch-black body and a pale golden glow on it slowly rose from the flames.

The sword is done!

Ling Luo's mood was very excited.

She never imagined that the first weapon she had forged and refined would appear in this way.

When the flames dissipated, so did the heat.

Xiling Yunqin pointed to the ground on tiptoe, jumped forward, took the long sword that Ling Luo had just refined, held it in the palm of his hand, compared, and the corners of his lips floated in a satisfactory arc.

"Very good, I actually used a second-grade spirit stone to refine a third-grade intermediate long sword, which is really cheap Holy Earth Hall."

As he spoke, Xiling Yunqin handed the long sword to Xia Lin and said, "Xiao Qi, you go and send this to the Holy Earth Hall." ”

Xia Lin had an old reluctant expression, and said: "Master, can we not send it, they just use second-grade spirit stones to ask for refining second-grade low-level long swords, this third-grade mid-level is enough to reach the previous hundred, our Holy Fire Hall is too bad!" ”

The corners of Xiling Yunqin's lips hooked up a gentle smile, and said, "If you feel that you have suffered a loss, just ask them for some extra revenge from the Holy Earth Hall." ”

Su Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Senior Brother Seven, I'll go with you, I'm the best at raising the price and bargaining." ”

Xia Lin laughed a few times and said, "Okay! ”

Before going out, Xia Lin turned around and glanced at Ling Luo deeply.

"Master, thank you for teaching me." Ling Luo was sincerely grateful.

I didn't expect that on the first day of entering the Holy Fire Hall, I would be able to learn the knowledge of refining weapons and practice it myself, which is a great feeling.

Xiling Yunqin shook his head, the smile on his face was still gentle, and said, "I am your master, and it is right to teach you things." But Luo'er, you can actually use the Xiling Family's Punishment Fire, it really surprises me, how did you learn it? ”

"It was Queen Xiling who taught me." Ling Luo smiled a little embarrassedly, and roughly told his master about the Xiling Yunqing trial in Huoluan Palace that day.

The more Xiling Yunqin listened, the more surprised he became, his face changed vaguely, and he said, "You actually fused eight different fires at once?" ”