In the forging room, Wang Ling kept staring at the forging furnace, looking at the flickering lights in his eyes, obviously very interested in this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Feng Yao was concentrating on controlling the forging of weapons, with that serious look, she was rarely seen, maybe the owner of the weapon created this time was not ordinary. The little princess has the closest relationship with her, and she must not be sloppy.

The air was quiet, except for the sound of breathing and the rising flames.

Quiet, quiet, Wang Ling and Feng Yao stayed in the forging room together.

Time passed slowly, Feng Yao was still concentrating on controlling the forging furnace, and Wang Ling was still staring at the forging furnace with his eyes intended.

He looked left and right, and even after a few days, he still looked like a curious baby, as if he couldn't get tired of looking at it.

Forging weapons is actually very boring, because you have to do one thing all the time, and you have to control the heat all the time, not to mention the energy consumed, and the weapons you create are not necessarily good.

It's hard work to become a blacksmith, let alone a blacksmith. If a master of forging does not train out thousands of weapons, practice is a must, and it is a lot of long-term boring practice.

Wang Ling seemed to be very interested in forging, and after so many days, his interest was still undiminished.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Yao knew the hard work of forging weapons, and finally couldn't help the curiosity in her heart.

"It's fun to forge weapons." Wang Ling said against his will that he had watched it for so many days, and he was not bored by it, purely because it was the first time he saw it, and the power of consciousness was able to observe the subtle changes within the flames.

Different flames can cause different changes in the forge furnace, and affect the state of the weapons in the forge furnace, Wang Ling found these subtle changes, so he wanted to understand, but it took so long, and his head was still a little confused.

Forging ordinary weapons has certain requirements for flame control, and if the technique is qualified, as long as the forging process is carried out with a little attention, there will be no mistakes in flame control, and it will be successful. Of course, ordinary people can't forge it, they must be cultivators, and they must be able to control flames. Forging high-level weapons is different from ordinary weapons, and the techniques are much more esoteric and cumbersome, the time is longer, and the grasp of flames is higher.

If anyone knew what Wang Ling was thinking, they would definitely be surprised, and if they wanted to see the secret of creating a high-level weapon through observation, no one had ever succeeded. Without a forging foundation, it is like a baby who wants to run without learning to walk, and is bound to fail.

During this time, Feng Yao had been controlling the fire in the forging furnace, and her attention had also fallen on the changes in the weapon, and the flames would adjust with the changes in the weapon to achieve the best forging effect.

It is also because of her profound forging skills, and if you change someone, you may not be able to feel the subtle changes in the weapon, this is the forging master.

Of course, individual reasons are not excluded, but there are no shortcuts to the path of forging.

Even if you have a super talent in perception and can sense any changes in your weapon, if you don't have enough control to be able to handle the flames, keep up with the changes in your weapon, and make adjustments in time, then forging is a failure. Of course, even if you have talent in both aspects, you are meticulous and attentive for a long time, and this concentration alone is not ordinary. Maintaining the flame change for a long time is also a burden on oneself. With so many conditions, if they can all be achieved, such a person is probably a master of forging as soon as he is born.

Forging master, not just four words, is a proof of strength.

Feng Yao has a deep understanding of forging, and after hearing Wang Ling's words, she sneered, if she hadn't controlled the flames now and couldn't be distracted, she would have given Wang Ling a critical blow a long time ago.

"You're treating me like a three-year-old." Feng Yao asked calmly.

She dared to joke with Wang Ling, Wang Ling didn't dare to joke with her, who knows if she will settle accounts after the autumn, "No." ”

"You know each other." Feng Yao snorted lightly and continued to control the flames.

Wang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, impulse is the devil, if he said something else just now, I am afraid that as soon as the weapon succeeds, this woman will turn against herself. This face flip is faster than flipping a book, and most people can't keep up with the rhythm.

It's easy to offend people by talking too much, the so-called women's hearts are needles, Wang Ling has seen it once today.

After walking away from the ghost gate just now, cold sweat broke out on his back.

"When will the weapon be ready?" Wang Ling changed the subject.

"What?" Feng Yao glanced at him, what does it have to do with you whether the weapon is successful or not.

Wang Ling was actually useless here, but would disturb Feng Yao's state of mind, so Feng Yao couldn't wait for him to go out, but she was embarrassed to say it, because she asked him to help.

Regarding Feng Yao's expression, Wang Ling ignored it all and smiled slightly, "I care about you." ”

"It's not good." Feng Yao glanced at him again.

Wang Lingyi was amused when he saw it, it was interesting, he could pull hatred with a word, look at this charm.

Of course, he resolutely disagreed with Feng Yao's words, obviously sincerely.

Afraid that Feng Yao would be distracted by talking to herself, Wang Ling didn't speak again for the time being, for the sake of the woman's face, let her take a step.

Feng Yao looked unforgiving, and couldn't wait to pinch Xiao Man's waist, "I'll tell you, talk less now." ”

"What?" Wang Ling pretended not to know, and returned the words.

"Believe it or not, I'll clean you up." Feng Yao knew very well in her heart that forging weapons was the most taboo and distracted, this was an important job, as long as it was a normal person, she knew how to do it.

But she is not angry, it is she who is angry and hurt, that is not her style, if she wants to be injured, it is someone else who is injured, she has grown up so big, she has not suffered any losses.

"Faith." Wang Ling admitted.

"That's good, do as I say."

Hearing this, Wang Ling was a little difficult to ride a tiger and hesitated, "Then I mean, or don't say it." ”

"Don't say it."

"Oh, good." Wang Ling nodded, quietly on the side, and continued to observe.

Originally, he didn't speak, because someone picked the head, so he still did the same thing.

Under normal circumstances, there is no one in the forging room, only in the case of use, it will be one person, the forging master himself, unless there are special circumstances, there is no second person. Forging is a top-secret job, and most people rarely show their forging process to others, especially the master blacksmith.

But Feng Yao didn't drive Wang Ling away, and let him observe.

"This bastard boy, he has never entered the forging room at first glance, he has never seen blacksmithing, and now let him see the world." Feng Yao thought triumphantly in her heart, her forging mainly depends on feeling, if you don't forge enough times, you can't cultivate it, it's an ability that can't be copied, and you're really not afraid of being learned.

Time couldn't bear the loneliness, Wang Ling kept observing the forging furnace, the power of consciousness was wrapped layer by layer, penetrating into the flames, and this forging process was vividly displayed in front of him.

Maybe ordinary people can't stand this boredom, and after so many days, I'm afraid they have already left.

And now, what is unfolding in front of Wang Ling is a visual feast, without any boring feeling at all.

It's a show of precise control, with the flames being manipulated to an outrageously detailed level, with the slightest change in the weapon and the flames adjusting instantly. Even with the power of his consciousness, there are occasionally places that are overlooked, and at this time, through the change of flames, he realizes it later.

Looking at Feng Yao, Wang Ling couldn't help but feel a wave of admiration in his heart, "What a terrible woman." ”

In the quiet forging room, there was only the sound of flames burning, and the quiet figures of two people.

"Hey."

"Hmm." This is Wang Ling's answer, and it was Feng Yao who spoke.

"What's your relationship with her?" Feng Yao asked.

Wang Ling didn't react for a while, but when he saw Feng Yao's gaze, he suddenly understood a little, "You mean the little princess?" ”

Feng Yao smiled, and it was rare to hear her praise, "Heh, I can't see it, you kid is a little thorough, and you're not so stupid." ”

Wang Ling listened to the words in front of him very calmly, but in the words in the back, his expression was a little unbearable, "Who did you listen to?" ”

"Why am I telling you?" Feng Yao spoke.

When someone hears this, they will definitely give her a thumbs up, support her, and praise her.

"Okay." Wang Ling nodded, not angry, but just a sentence, he was not narrow-minded enough to understand a sentence.

Feng Yao saw his expression and smiled, "Support you." ”

"This weapon is almost finished, isn't it?" Wang Ling asked suddenly.

"You know?" Feng Yao was a little surprised when she heard his words.

"I won't tell you." Wang Ling told Feng Yao with practical actions that he was also very vindictive. With the power of its practical consciousness, he saw that the weapon was formed, and it was estimated that it would not be long before it succeeded.

Feng Yao frowned depressedly, and her eyelids were about to tremble.