Lei Xinyue returned to the courtyard, and Xia Jianfeng was still studying the method of refining weapons.

"Why don't you rest, your injuries are not healed yet." Lei Xinyue said softly.

"Waiting for you, how is today? I'm tired. Xia Jianfeng took Lei Xinyue's hand and rubbed it gently.

Lei Xinyue sighed and told the matter one by one, with a look of emotion.

Xia Jianfeng showed a touch of deep thought, he is not Lei Xinyue's unscrupulous person, this matter is already full of weirdness, Hongguoguo's conspiracy, but he can't find evidence.

Xia Jianfeng looked at Lei Xinyue and said, "Daughter-in-law, you have to protect yourself, let them worry about their affairs, you just take care of yourself." ”

"Got it." Lei Xinyue smiled sweetly, Xia Jianfeng put her on the tip of her heart, she was like falling into a honey pot, her heart was sweet and greasy.

Xia Jianfeng didn't want Lei Xinyue to get involved in the family's battle, so he pulled her to study the method of refining weapons together, Lei Xinyue was not very interested in refining weapons, but she was very happy to be with Xia Jianfeng.

"Storage bag, flying sword, what do you want to refine?" Lei Xinyue asked, holding a storage ring full of materials.

"I don't practice either, I practice flying knives."

The storage bag is to use the formation to build a Sumeru meson space, the formation is too advanced, he can't yet, and the material of the flying sword is also very advanced, with his current cultivation, it is a bit difficult to refine, but such a face-damaging thing, it is not good to say it in front of his daughter-in-law, and who learns refining weapons does not start from a low level.

"Oh, what kind of material is good to use? How about this? It looks cool. ”

A piece of dark iron with a large human head appeared in Lei Xinyue's hand, black and swarthy, very inconspicuous.

“… The melting point of the dark iron is too high. Xia Jianfeng pretended to say casually.

"Oh."

Lei Xinyue put away the dark iron, searched for a while, and took out two pieces of metal, one yellow and one white, "Then use copper and iron, right?" ”

"That's pure gold and fine silver." Xia Jianfeng silently wiped his sweat, an out-of-body realm monk who can't distinguish between gold, silver, copper and iron, no one will believe it when he says it.

Lei Xinyue is not interested in refining weapons, so she has not studied this aspect, ordinary people cultivate to the out-of-body realm, it takes a long time, hundreds of years, hundreds of years can learn a lot of knowledge, only her cultivation days are short, and she is piled up with spiritual objects, so her knowledge is relatively shallow.

"Oh, really?" Lei Xinyue scratched her head, a little ashamed of her ignorance, "It's better for you to pick it yourself." ”

Xia Jianfeng took the storage ring and took out a silver-gray one, "Just use fine iron." ”

Lei Xinyue sat to the side, watching Xia Jianfeng smelt the refined iron, shape it, and engrave the formation pattern, and pay full attention, and slowly forgot that Lei Xinyue was still watching from the side.

That focused and serious look, Lei Xinyue still felt handsome at first, but with Xia Jianfeng's failure, refining again, repeating again and again, I felt bored after watching it for a long time, especially when I was melting, I wanted to doze off when I saw Lei Xinyue in one action, so Lei Xinyue quietly left silently.

After a week of inspection in the Lingering Moon Residence, the elixir in the front medicine garden was lush, the spiritual rice and vegetables in the backyard were full of vitality, and the voice of the wise rose was soft and glutinous and called the master.

"Hey, Xiaowei can speak?" Lei Xinyue was very surprised, these three spirit plants were obtained by accident, the spiritual chaos was just beginning, ignorant and ignorant, and he couldn't even speak, and now this rose spoke, Lei Xinyue was very surprised.

"Master."

But Xiaowei is always called the master, and Lei Xinyue doesn't know what it wants to express.

"Master, Xiaowei can't call her master anything else." The little cloud rabbit flapped its wings and flew over from the rice field.

Uh..., I see, it seems that the expectations cannot be too high.