Chapter 210: Forging Technique
Li Lane glanced at her glass hourglass, turned around, silently took out the materials she needed, weighed them with her hands, and set them aside.
The Eleventh King whispered, "Grandma, we're not ready yet!" ”
"Whatever!"
Xuan Lanchun moved the Taishi chair that the Dryad had moved over and sat at the door. The door of the room was very large, and Xuan Lanchun sat on the left, and there was a position for a Taishi chair to be placed on the right.
The eleven kings had no choice but to take out the materials and the gold scale to weigh them, and they were arranged in a line in order of priority, unhurried and orderly.
It's just that the hat has never been taken off the whole time.
The willow leaf sword of forging Xuanpin is super simple for Li Lane.
In less than half an hour, she fished out a long strip of black iron from the stove, picked up a stone hammer, and easily struck it to shape it.
The eleventh king probed his spiritual power into the furnace and used his spiritual power to carve the piece of dark iron inside.
Li Lane peeked from time to time to see what he was doing.
In fact, I agreed to this competition, except on a whim.
The biggest reason is - I want to steal the teacher!
Oh no, it's to learn from other people's forging techniques to find your own shortcomings, or find your own mistakes, and correct them in time.
The Eleventh King, who is also a well-known forger in the demon world, naturally has his own set of forging techniques.
Li Rong also has her own, but most of them are inherited from her father, and a small part is figured out by herself.
She found that he was basically using his mental power to manipulate the forging, and it was obvious that his mental power was very strong.
And she herself likes to use gold spiritual power, fire spiritual power combined with spiritual power, which is more challenging......
Another quarter of an hour passed, and there was a person outside the room, and Xuan Lanchun turned his head to look at it before he relaxed.
She smiled: "Little black charcoal who has become white and handsome, that cute little chubby girl who came to you?" ”
Holding a girl's blue cotton jacket in one hand and the smelting furnace in the other, Feng Weijian paused: "......"
"Xuan Xianyou, you are not dyed in the downwind, look for Li Lane." He said expressionlessly.
He could feel that she was in the room, and there was a clanging sound of iron from inside, as if she were back on the island that night......
"Bring me a chair." Xuan Lanchun beckoned to the dryad hidden in the shadows.
The Dryad immediately went to the hall and moved a Taishi chair and placed it in front of Feng Weiran: "Wind Island Lord, please take a seat!" I was offended before, please forgive me. ”
Although his family master is very powerful, this is the territory of the young man in front of him, so it is better to be polite!
lest they get angry and drive them out.
Feng Weiran also recognized that this was one of the three immortal cultivators he had met on the street a few days ago.
At that time, they couldn't play a sympathy card, so they directly started to test the spirit, and after ten moves, they ran away.
Feng Weiran investigated that they went out of the city, but he didn't expect that they were temporarily living here, and they were still in the same group as Xuan Lanchun.
"Hmm!" He answered, and without saying a word, he walked towards the door of the forge room.
Li Rong stopped and raised his head and shouted, "Dyeing!" ”
"Pears!" He looked at the Eleven Kings on the other side of the room, "I've seen the Eleven Kings." ”
The Eleventh King was distracted and said, "I've seen the Wind Island Lord!" ”
"They won't be finished in less than half an hour, you sit first."
Xuan Lanchun clenched the hilt of the Frost Remnant Sword in her hand, she wanted to kill him now, but she also knew that as soon as there was a fight here, He Chong's side would know.
No, I have to find a way to throw the surname He away, otherwise it will always hinder her. It's annoying to think about!
"Dye, I'll be soon." Li Lane sped up the speed of his hand, and couldn't let him wait too long.
"Don't rush, take your time!"
Instead of sitting down, Feng Weiran leaned against the door frame and watched her concentration......