"Alright then,"

Ye Changsheng said bitterly, "Please don't embarrass me, a swordsmith, and wait until the two weapons are repaired, and you go out to fight upside down, this is all right?"

The witch and Wuxuan finally took their eyes off Ye Changsheng's body and looked at each other, unconcealing the killing intent in their eyes.

"Fix mine first. The witch said coldly.

"Cultivate the little monk first. Wu Zhen said indifferently.

Once the witch's weapon is repaired first, she will flee first, how can she let the witch get her wish?

The witch raised her eyebrows: "Wuzhen, are you a man, is it interesting to fight with my little woman?"

Wu Zhen's expression was indifferent: "Demon Bell, the little monk only knows that you are a demon of the Demon Gate, and everyone will be punished!"

Behind the veil of the magic bell, there was a laugh like a silver bell, and he stepped forward proudly: "Wuxu, you have been chasing this girl for more than a year, and you will be punished if you have the ability." ”

A green aura appeared on Wuxuan's face, and the coiling dragon stick slammed down, and said Sen Ran: "Kill demons and eliminate demons, at this time!"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ye Changsheng flew between the two, blocking the sparkling sight of the two.

Wu Zhen looked at the empty wheelchair not far away, and then looked at Ye Changsheng who was standing, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Ye Changsheng, your legs are ......."

The magic bell took the opportunity to mock: "What a monk with a bad brain, Ye Changsheng has been pretending to be disabled, can't you see it?!"

Wuxuan's lips moved, but he didn't retort and ridicule each other, but looked at Ye Changsheng with an unkind gaze: "Master Ye, good intentions!"

Ye Changsheng smiled bitterly, and said, "If you fight now, you will definitely destroy the sword-casting room, and many innocent people will die, you don't want to do this, right?"

Not allowing the two to interject, Ye Changsheng took out a copper coin: "I have an idea, the Wuzhen is the positive, and the magic bell girl is the negative, leave it to God to decide, okay?"

Seeing that the two were silent, Ye Changsheng showed the copper coin to the two of them, and then threw it high.

Jingle bells, and copper coins fall on the stone floor, making a crisp sound.

After the copper coin stops swinging, the upward side is the opposite side!

The magic bell smiled proudly, but he was relieved in his heart.

The injuries on her body have not healed yet, and if she has to deal with Wuxuan and the three monks outside at the same time, I am afraid that there will be more than one bad luck today.

As long as she can repair the magic sword first, she can get out of here first, avoiding the edge for the time being.

Willing to gamble and lose, he put away his violent breath and sat down cross-legged in front of the furnace.

Ye Changsheng was soaked in cold sweat all over his body, the tight strings relaxed, and the whole person collapsed.

He returned to his wheelchair and sat down heavily.

Seeing the strange eyes of Wuzhen and the magic bell, Ye Changsheng smiled: "Get used to it." ”

Ye Changsheng, who switched to the state of sword casting, quickly restrained his smile, and his expression became extremely focused.

Taking out the broken sword of the magic bell, Ye Changsheng checked it for a moment, and said loudly: "The assassin's special sword sword, the specific data will not be reported below, it has been broken twice, it is broken in two feet and three inches, the fracture is irregular canine-toothed, there are traces of serious repair and damage, and the upper sword body is slightly deformed." ”

"The repair plan is as follows, forging is supplemented by welding, magic bell girl, is it okay?" Ye Changsheng said, looking at the magic bell sitting cross-legged.

The magic bell's eyes widened, and he could only nod if he didn't understand.

She admires Ye Changsheng's dedication and rigorous attitude that she has cultivated over the years.

Ye Changsheng pushed the wheelchair, approached the burning furnace, opened the mechanism, and increased the output of the Spirit Gathering Array.

When the furnace was heating, Ye Changsheng opened the package given to him by the magic bell, the package given to him by Wuzhen, and took out the magic iron, ink silver, blood mud, emery, three spirit grass, and ink Bodhi.

The balance is weighed, the black dragon dagger is cut, and the ratio of the six materials is sorted out.

Ye Changsheng took out six crucibles and put six kinds of smelted materials into them separately.

He observed the color of the flame, and when the temperature of the flame core reached its peak, he hurriedly sent the magic iron cauldron with the highest melting point into the center of the furnace.

The other five crucibles are also fed into the furnace, but in different temperature zones.

Through a crankway, Ye Changsheng controlled the position of the six crucibles, allowing the six melts to melt at the same time.

Eventually, the six molten liquids converged in a larger crucible and fused perfectly.

After doing this step, Ye Changsheng said lightly: "Okay, the materials of both of you are melted together, and then you can repair the weapon." ”

These words were piercing and awkward in the ears of Wu Zhen and the magic bell.

Although the materials of the two are the same, how can they be mixed together and not separate from each other?

Outrageous!

The two of them glared at Ye Changsheng at the same time, not appreciating it at all.

It's a pity that Ye Changsheng is already immersed in his own world, and he doesn't feel the gaze of the two of them at all.

The fractures of the two severed swords are inward, and they are placed in the furnace to heat.

When the fracture was in a semi-melted state, Ye Changsheng hurriedly took it out.

In a peculiar cylinder, the cracks of the two truncated swords are put together, and there is a groove below the crack.

The groove, called the melt pool, carries the synthetic fluid of six materials and is used to repair the breach.

Here comes the most crucial step.

Ye Changsheng held the hot hilt of the sword and slowly closed his eyes.

Meditation turns into illusions!

In his mind, the sword veins inside the magic sword slowly emerged, and even the fractures could be seen.

Almost at the same time, Ye Changsheng also sensed the demonic thought in the magic sword.

He carefully adjusted the angle, so that the two severed sword veins were precisely docked together.

Fortunately, this is an assassin's stabbing sword, and the structure of the sword vein is simple, and the immortality can be controlled.

And the spirit martial level mid-grade long sword, its own spirituality will also actively flow in the sword vein, reducing the difficulty of immortal control.

When the two fractures are completely cooled, the two severed swords are tightly glued together!

Ye Changsheng was sweating profusely, almost prostrating, and hurriedly swallowed a Qi and Blood Pill.

The spliced magic sword is put into the furnace and heated, and it is taken out in a moment and put into a rectangular iron box.

Ye Changsheng took out a black bead and explained: "This is a thunder bead, one launch, which is equivalent to a hundred beatings of a hundred catties of iron hammers." ”

As he spoke, he shoved the black beads into a round hole.

In the sealed iron box, there was a continuous popping sound, as well as a rhythmic sound of clanging, as if there was really a hammer, hammering the sword repeatedly.

Ten thunderbolt beads, a thousand hammers.

Every hundred times, Ye Changsheng would take out the magic sword and examine it carefully.

After a thousand tempers, the magic sword was quenched again and tempered.

Under the "Super Sense Realm" of Immortality, this magic sword was integrated, the sword veins were unblocked, and even the previous dark injuries were eliminated.

That demonic thought seems to have been condensed a lot, making this magic sword rejuvenate the youth of two thousand years ago!

Changsheng's face was distressed, his clothes were in tatters, he held the repaired magic sword in both hands, and smiled brightly: "Magic Bell Girl, fortunately, I am not dishonored!"