And there have long been rumors in the Xuanling Sect that the Taishang Elders like to forge, and the Sword Spirit Workshop is what they like, and they are blessed by the Taishang Elders, that is, the elders of the inner gate, and they are also quite polite to the forging masters of the Sword Spirit Workshop, let alone ordinary disciples.

Those two disciples, Xu was angry in the Sword Spirit Workshop, so he complained a few words, but it was not difficult to hear the fear between the words.

Ye Qingtang didn't care too much, she just wanted to strengthen the Blood Demon Sword, and she didn't have the heart to be curious.

After a while, Ye Qingtang came to the outside of the Sword Spirit Workshop.

Although it is a sword spirit workshop born for forging, but this workshop is quite magnificent and domineering, and before he entered the sword spirit workshop, Ye Qingtang has already felt the temperature around him gradually rise.

When Ye Qingtang walked into the Sword Spirit Workshop, several forgers were building some sword blades on the forging platform, and when the hammer fell, the sonorous sound suddenly rose, sparks splashed, and surrounded by a pile of furnaces, the temperature in the Sword Spirit Workshop was even higher and amazing.

On the walls around the Sword Spirit Workshop, all kinds of weapons are hung, and the blades are sharp, and it can be seen that the color is quite good.

Although it is a group of arrogant forging masters, this level is really not comparable to the forging room outside the sect.

Ye Qingtang's arrival didn't arouse the idea of any forgers, they didn't even bother to raise their eyelids, they just concentrated on the forging in their hands.

A person in charge was sitting on the side, holding a cigarette gun in his hand, smoking without a mouthful, he lazily raised his eyes, and swept over Ye Qingtang who walked into the Sword Spirit Workshop, with an indifferent expression.

"This master, I want to forge a sword, I don't know how?" Ye Qingtang took a step forward, and his tone was quite polite.

The man in charge raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Qingtang, took two puffs of cigarettes, and then said casually: "What sword do you want to forge?" ”

Ye Qingtang took off the bloody sword from his waist.

The person in charge glanced at it and nodded slightly, but he still had that lukewarm expression on his face, and he lightly threw out a sentence,

"Thirty thousand Xuan Shen points."

"......" Ye Qingtang was a little dumbfounded for a moment.

30,000 Mystery Points?

Just kidding, right?

Add another 10,000, which is enough for the exchange price of this bloody sword.

The person in charge glanced at Ye Qingtang's expression and pulled the corners of his mouth, "Your sword is not bad, that's why I gave you this price, if it is an ordinary tattered thing, you will double it, and no one will forge it for you." ”

Ye Qingtang can see that the forging master in this sword spirit workshop is really difficult to deal with, just open his mouth, it is tens of thousands of Xuanming points, and whether or not to give you forging is another matter, it all depends on the weapon you take, whether it can arouse their interest.

Ye Qingtang wanted to re-strengthen the Blood Demon Sword, but these 30,000 Xuan Shen points ...... Definitely not a price she could afford.

She's not a fool!

It's really a person under Elder Taishang, and this tone is different.

Ye Qingtang had a headache, Mo said that she didn't have so many Xuan Ming points, even if she did, she was absolutely reluctant to squander it like this.

But......

If she didn't forge it, she would be a little unwilling.

At that moment, Ye Qingtang's eyes swept around, and after hesitating for a moment, he said to the person in charge: "I don't have 30,000 Xuanming points, I'm afraid I can't afford to invite all the masters to do it, I don't know...... Can I forge it myself? ”

The manager looked at Ye Qingtang, looked at Ye Qingtang's thin arms and legs, and couldn't help chuckling, he knocked on the cigarette gun, and then leaned lazily on the back of the chair and said:

"You want to forge it yourself?"