The black ink cloud silk has a delicate and deep texture, and Ai Hui tried to pull it, but failed to tear it.

He put Moyunsi on the iron felt, took out the dragon spine sword, the sword light flashed, and the iron felt was divided into two, but Moyunsi was safe and sound.

"Ai Hui, very successful!"

Loulan said happily.

"Well, that's half the battle. Ai Hui put the ink cloud silk in front of his eyes and looked at it, there were no traces on it, it was intact, and he couldn't help but smile on his face.

Lou Lan's eyes widened: "Ai Hui is really powerful, no one has ever used Xingshen Ink Cloud to draw silk before, this is a great invention." ”

"Oh oh, yes, is it really that powerful?"

"Of course, Ai Hui! Loulan has never seen a similar record in a book. ”

"It's so powerful, how much should it be sold to be worthy of its value?"

"Is Ai Hui going to sell it, isn't it going to be used for himself?" Lou Lan asked with wide eyes and puzzled eyes.

"Oh, I mean later. Ai Hui closed his eyes, his face full of intoxication: "There must be an amazing price......

Loulan glanced at the crucible and interrupted Ai Hui's conjecture: "Ai Hui, no, Azhu is going to be out of the pot." ”

Ai Hui hurriedly came back to his senses.

Loulan fished out the bamboo from the crucible.

There are countless honeycomb holes on the twelve bamboos, and the color has changed from black like cast iron to grayish white.

Loulan picked up a bamboo with her left hand, clenched her fist with her right hand, and held it at the other end of the bamboo.

Hiss, Loulan's right fist turned into a high-speed rotating quicksand, entangled with Bu A Bamboo, and countless high-speed rotating quicksand was like a high-speed rotating sand wheel, polishing Bu A Bamboo.

Zizizizi!

The sharp grinding sound resounded through the workshop, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Loulan lowered her head. His demeanor was focused, and the light of his eyes flickered rhythmically. His movements are very steady and methodical.

A thin silver bamboo appeared in Loulan's hand.

The silver bamboo, a circle smaller than before, is only the thickness of a finger. It weighs only one-third of what it used to be. It is six times stronger than before, and it can withstand amazing strength. And its toughness has also been greatly improved, and it can even be bent into a bow and arrow, which is really difficult to associate with Bu Azhu, which couldn't bend half a bit before.

Ai Hui also began to work.

The black ink cloud silk begins to weave along the slender silver bamboo.

Ai Hui's movements are very skillful, and he can't see the slightest jerkiness, as if he has done it many times. Ai Hui has indeed done it many times, and the current plan is the product of many discussions between him and Loulan. Compared to the previous material treatment. The latter weaving scheme is the easiest, as it can be practiced and simulated beforehand.

Ai Hui has simulated it many times, and he has a bamboo in his chest.

One by one, the bamboos that succeeded in "losing weight" took shape from Loulan's hands, fell into Ai Hui's hands, and then quickly disappeared into the black ink clouds.

Once it started, the playful look on Ai Hui's face disappeared, and his expression was focused. The eyes sparkled.

After completing the polishing of the twelve bamboos, Loulan began to appreciate Ai Hui's craftsmanship. Moyun silk shuttled and jumped between the bamboos. The unique rhythm and beauty are stunning.

Embroidery, a skill that had a profound impact on Ai Hui.

Ai Hui is not a real embroiderer, but the skills and principles of embroidery have become fertile soil, providing Ai Hui with a steady stream of nutrients.

A large black wing. Gradually took shape in front of Ai Hui.

Even if it is not yet finished, it has already shown a distinctive temperament and brilliance. Unlike the graceful and light spirit of ordinary cloud wings, it is so deep and heavy, yet full of power, like devil's wings from hell.

Ai Hui is amazing!

Loulan's eyes were full of admiration and adoration. The cloud wings that Ai Hui practiced were all purchased directly from the market. Ningcheng is the silver mist sea city closest to Caiyun Township, and it is very convenient to buy Yunyi.

Ai Hui tried several kinds of Cloud Wings, but he was not very satisfied, and finally decided to make Cloud Wings himself.

Loulan and Ai Hui began to learn the principle of making cloud wings together, but Loulan never thought that Ai Hui would choose Xingshen Moyun.

is known as the most unsuitable for making cloud wings, and in Ai Hui's imaginative conception, it is so suitable.

Twelve bamboos, under the weaving of ink cloud silk, are like black bone wings, and under the opening, the wingspan is more than six meters. At this time, the cloud wings looked like black bat wings, revealing a hideous and murderous aura.

Ai Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and a tired look appeared on his face.

He worked for four hours straight before he finished knitting. This is the speed he has already practiced more than twenty times in advance.

"The skeleton is finally complete!"

Ai Hui stretched his waist, and the Yuan Power in his body was exhausted.

Loulan sent the yuan food soup that had been prepared a long time ago, and Ai Hui snorted and ate it to the bottom. Then he wiped his mouth and turned his face sideways to admire his masterpiece.

Loulan sincerely admired: "It's really beautiful, Ai Hui!"

Ai Hui also thinks it is very beautiful.

The wings of the clouds are open, and the twelve slender bamboos are like wing bones. The translucent black gauze is a very intricate pattern if you look closely. Some patterns even need to be seen from a specific angle. These patterns embroidered with embroidery techniques are not decorative patterns, but patterns that can help the flow of Yuan Li.

Ai Hui named it Yuanwen, which originated from the "city as cloth" scheme designed by his teacher Wang Shouchuan for Songjian Castle.

In the teacher's scheme, there are a large number of fine lines that are used to channel and drain the elemental force. Ai Hui remembers every detail of the teacher's plan very clearly, and has been constantly thinking and understanding for three years, and Loulan is on the side to help verify it, which is quite rewarding.

In the best-selling [See You Later], Ai Hui also used a similar technique, using gemstone silk to weave into a special pattern, which can significantly increase the power of arrows.

Ai Hui knew that there were spiritual patterns in the Xiuzhen era, and there were divine patterns in divine cultivation, so he simply called this pattern "Yuan pattern".

He knew that the original of the teacher's plan, including the construction diagram of the nine golden needles, had been sent to the presbyterian church.

I felt that the Yuan Force in my body had recovered to seventy-seven or eighty-eight, and at this time, the sky had begun to brighten up a little. Before they knew it, they were busy all night.

Ai Hui said proudly: "Loulan, are the jewel silk ready?

"Ready, Ai Hui!" Lou Lan took out a small box filled with precious silk and silk.

The gemstone silk looks like a glass filament, but the luster is more shining and charming, and the gemstone silk inside the box is three inches long.

Gem silk is the main material of Ai Hui [see you later], it is the silk spit out by gem silkworms. The gem silkworm is a very ugly silkworm, the whole body is gray and white, with countless small black spots, but the cocoon it forms is extremely beautiful, like a gem, hence the name.

The gemstone cocoon is very hard, and after the silk hardens, it continues to crystallize, resulting in a gemstone-like luster and hardness. Gemstone cocoons need to be melted into sap, which is recrystallized to form gemstone silk through silk drawing. This also makes the length of gemstone silk generally very short, the longest is not more than half a meter.

The next steps need to be completed by Ai Hui and Lou Lan together.

The gemstone cocoon and the ink cloud silk are woven together, and both are very skilled. Soon, both of them had an extra black leaf on their hands.

The leaves are about three inches long, the shape is as narrow as a sword, the gem cocoon with a slightly higher hardness becomes the leaf veins of the leaves, and the dark and deep ink cloud silk constitutes the leaf surface. Even between these three inches, you can see the fine yuan pattern.

The movements of the two did not pause in the slightest, but continued to weave.

Time passed, and the number of black leaves continued to increase, and finally it was fixed at 360 pieces, which is an auspicious number.

The black leaves began to hang with translucent cloud wings, and as the leaves continued to spread, the cloud wings soon changed their appearance again. As the leaves continue to decrease, the wings become fuller.

"Done!"

Ai Hui and Lou Lan clapped their hands.

The two couldn't help but admire their meticulous work.

The black wings that had protruded from the joints had previously given a sense of danger, but now they were much softer. The dense black leaves, like feathers, make the cloud wings look more like the usual black wings. The luster of the gemstone silk also adds a touch of bright color to the depth of the starry ink clouds, adding a little more delicacy.

"It's beautiful, Ai Hui!" Lou Lan exclaimed.

Ai Hui was also full of emotion: "Yes, such a good Yunyi, I don't know what price is appropriate if it is sold?"

"Isn't Ai Hui going to try?"

"I want to sleep!" Ai Hui stretched, yawning, sleepy-eyed, "I'll talk about it when I wake up." Loulan, no matter what happens, don't wake me up. ”

"No problem, Ai Hui. Loulan's tone was brisk.

When the sun rose, the quiet city of Ningcheng began to become lively. The men of each chamber of commerce opened the gate and swept the road in front of their chamber of commerce. The flow of people on the streets is increasing. The heavy rattan carts that had already prepared the goods took off into the air, and they formed a mighty convoy and began to travel far away.

Huaijun looked up at the dense baggage rattan cart in the sky, which was a little fresh. Yincheng is more prosperous than Ningcheng, but Yincheng is too large and exquisite, and there is a drunken atmosphere everywhere. In contrast, Ningcheng, which is much simpler, is more vibrant.

She was a little glad to have come to Ningcheng.

Su Qingye has long been accustomed to such a scene: "Today is not the weekend, otherwise there will be more rattan cars." ”

Huaijun retracted his gaze: "Has your master gotten up at this time?"

"Of course!" Su Qingye glanced at his aunt: "At this time in Ningcheng, even the children are up. ”

Father said that this was his aunt, and with such an aunt who was about the same age as himself, Su Qingye felt very awkward. However, his aunt's strong strength made him swallow his anger.

But last night, Aunt Huaijun praised his sand puppet sacrifice skills well, and his father was very relieved. In addition, the sand puppet was destroyed by his aunt, and his father finally agreed to buy him a new sand puppet.

Early this morning, my aunt said that she wanted to visit her master.

Huaijun could hear the unconvincing in Su Qingye's tone, but he didn't care, and changed the topic: "Qingye, what kind of person is your master?"

At the mention of the master, Su Qingye suddenly became energetic. He began to brag about the master's power, what king is not empty-handed, and the way of the sword is unparalleled.

Huaijun's eyes flashed. (To be continued.) )