"But—" Sora was still uneasy.

Ye Luo pressed the empty old man back and said, "Master, you just need to watch." I am a disciple you have taught, and I will never let you down. ”

Kong Lao didn't know what was going on, maybe he was infected by the firm emotion in the little mushroom's golden eyes, and he actually followed her wishes and sat obediently on the side, looking at the little mushroom refiner.

Ye Luo threw the ice and fire wheels into the Ding furnace.

This first-order mid-grade spiritual weapon, the appearance is not badly damaged, but there is a small gap in each one, and it only needs to be filled with a little ice and fire stone to repair it, and it can be done in twenty minutes.

Similarly, according to Ye Luo's habit, when the spirit weapon was baked, she opened the door of the furnace and leaned into the flames with her bare hands.

Kong Lao has seen it many times, and he has long been accustomed to it. But Lin Yunrong was different, he couldn't help but gasp, and glared at Ye Luo with the eyes of a monster. Doesn't she hurt? Just by watching, Lin Yunrong felt a faint burning pain in his hands.

Of course, Ye Luo will not be in pain.

On the one hand, the first three layers of her Nine-Turn Golden Body Decisive had already cultivated to the Great Perfection, and her defense was invincible; On the other hand, she had just obtained the inheritance of the Flame Spear, cultivating the Heavenly Burial of the Yan Emperor, and her soul was roasted in the fire of the Heavenly Burial all day long, and her body's resistance to the flames had also increased accordingly.

As she took the Ice and Fire Wheels out of the Ding Furnace, she quietly injected the Golden Madness.

Of course, she doesn't inject much.

This is the Lin family's spiritual weapon, just repair it casually, why is it so easy to repair.

Lin Yunrong stared at Ye Luo's hand and asked, "Why isn't your hand burnt?"

The corners of Ye Luo's lips hooked up a bright arc, and said: "Because this furnace is not hot at all, Patriarch Lin, you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, you can put your hand in and try it, it's not hot at all, how can you put it in, how to take it out."

The corners of Lin Yunrong's eyes twitched fiercely.

Ye Luo's banter and provocative attitude made him very unhappy.

He came to see her make a fool of herself, but not to see her majesty. He was still waiting to see Ye Luo kneel down and kowtow to his brother.

"Don't play tricks, you have to really cultivate well." The sound of the yin measure.

Ye Luo is about to start carving the god pattern.

When portraying the divine pattern, she requires a high degree of mental concentration, and she naturally will not be distracted to quarrel with Lin Yunrong.

One ice wheel, one hot wheel, flat on the lap.

The dual-system spirit weapon must be repaired together. If the Ice Wheel is repaired first, the Ice God Pattern will devour another Fire Wheel; If the Fire Wheel is repaired first, the Fire God Crest will devour the Ice Wheel. Ice and fire are mutually reinforcing, and the Ice God Pattern and the Fire God Pattern must grow in strength at the same time, and the portrayal must be completed at the same time to maintain balance.

This is very difficult for the deputy peak master Kong Lao and the peak master Zhuge Yue. But for Ye Luo, who had forged a second-layer soul altar, it was not too easy.

She could have stretched out two golden soul threads at the same time.

In addition, she obtained five primeval god patterns in the secret realm of cloud rage, representing the five elements. The ice element is the sublimation of the water element, and there is nothing difficult about it.

Ye Luo's left hand pulled out a golden soul power silk thread, probed into the ice wheel, erased the original broken divine pattern in it, and redrew it; Ye Luo's right hand pulled out another golden soul power silk thread, reached into the fire wheel, erased the original broken fire god pattern, and redrew it.