In the misty space, Lin Luowen can enter it with consciousness or body, and now he will spend 4 Quavit energy per hour by entering it with his body. He can use his consciousness body for forging and alchemy. There doesn't seem to be much difference between the two at this stage, and maybe when you reach a higher realm in the future, you need to use your whole body to feel that kind of mysterious technique.

A forging hammer appeared in Lin Luowen's hand, and the grade of this hammer was Xuan Rank Low Rank. There is no pattern on it, but the blue-black color is quite heavy. This was the first low-level Xuan-level item he forged.

Next to him was a forge with a raging flame in it. At present, he could not use battle qi or other high-energy things as a source of flame for forging. A piece of wolframite iron is smelted in a container, and other metals of different types and colors are put into different chambers of the forging furnace, and the temperature of the flame can be adjusted as desired, as well as the proportion of oxygen in the air in the chamber. Since Lin Luowen's perspective was a third perspective, he could see that the metal in the different chambers of the forge was slowly melting. After more than half an hour, the metal was already in a liquid state. As soon as his consciousness moved, the chambers of the forge opened, and metal liquids of different colors and textures flowed from the forge into the mold. There is also a certain amount of attention to the order in which the liquid is put in, so you need to find out by yourself.

It could be seen that the metal liquid was mixed together, and in the process, Lin Luowen would put in some bone powder of the demon beast, which was obtained from the sixth-level demon wolf. When the whole red heavy sword gradually begins to take shape, it is necessary to carry out the urging of the forging technique, the principle of forging is actually quite simple, it is not a set of rigid things, you can make some changes according to different situations. Its purpose is to make the weapon more stable when it is set.

Wait until the temperature drops. Since Lin Luowen can pump the energy here at any time, the speed at which the temperature decreases can also be controlled. After being formed, it was already an inky black heavy sword. At this time, Lin Luowen was about to use the forging hammer to temper, on the hot furnace, while roasting, while beating. When the beating time is completed, Lin Luowen will need to depict the Yuan Force Path in the heavy sword. I saw Lin Luowen's fingers fall on the heavy sword, and Yuan Li poured into the misty space from his body, and then entered the heavy sword. I saw that small Yuan Force Paths were gradually formed, and these Yuan Force Paths would form a complex pattern, and this pattern was the War Pattern. War paint is not about being more complex than the better, but about how well it can carry battle energy. The smoother the movement of the battle qi in the war paint, the lower the loss rate of energy, and the stronger the effect it plays, the better the quality of the war paint. War paints can also be changed according to personal perceptions and preferences.

Lin Luowen didn't have much free time during this time, but he already had a certain understanding of war paints.

Soon, the war paint was finished. At this moment, a complex red vein appeared on the inky black heavy sword, and then disappeared inside. As soon as his consciousness moved, Lin Luowen appeared in the room. What appeared in his hand was the freshly forged heavy sword, and the weight was still too light when he held it. Infusing battle qi into it, this heavy sword is only a low-level Xuan. However, the materials used are quite good, and it can only be said that his forging skills are still not hot enough.

Forging such a sword consumes 8 quaviit energy from the various metals generated, and 2 quavit energy during the forging process. That is, a total of 10 quavit was consumed, and if you put a high-level weapon into the ruin pool, you can only get 4 quavit.

His current alchemy has also made some progress, and although the Ding Silver Night Alchemy Furnace is a low-level earth-level, it has been used by him to refine some low-level pills.

For him, both of these skills are practiced in his free time. He has now cultivated the Xuan-level part of the Taishang Induction Technique and the Rune Xuanjia Technique to perfection, and as for the things in the Eight Desolation Imperial Beast Sutra, he has also mastered seventy-seven eighty-eight for the time being. The Goshawk Cloud Swimming Technique, Clear Spirit Eye, and Water Breaking Slash have long been mastered. As for the ground-level exercises and combat skills, they can only be cultivated after the seventh level.

Now Lin Luowen only needs to sleep for four hours a day, which is enough. It is said that when you reach the stage of the eighth-level Sky Battle Division, it is quite easy to stay awake for half a month.

When he woke up in the morning, Lin Luowen opened the tent and saw Qingmeng curled up and asleep at the door, and a large number of snowflakes had covered it. The golden silkworm didn't sleep, the guy was more excited at night than during the day, and it could easily fall asleep during the day. Seeing Lin Luowen come out, its speed was very fast, and it fell directly behind Lin Luowen's ears, hanging, and closing his eyes.

You can see that the grasslands in the north have been covered with a lot of snow and ice, and fluffy snowflakes have piled up on the tops of the dense tents. Some of the early risers were already dressed and walking around. The cauldron of boiling meat had risen in a thick white mist, and pieces of meat were tumbling inside, all of which had been taken from the underground storage vault of Base Five.

At this time, the sky was just bright, somewhat hazy, and the clouds in the sky were heavy and low. Lin Luowen casually circled, and some soldiers greeted him warmly. They held a loaf of bread stuffed with some jerky or freshly boiled pieces of meat, and munched on it as they took a sip of broth. The guys all have their own little groups, laughing and talking loudly.

On the way back, Lin Luowen saw Odette and Olivia, both dressed in white plush skirts, warm hats on their heads, their calves exposed, and their fingers sticking out of their red gloves. In the world of snowflakes, the skin of the two is like a crystal jade block. Their eyes were even more sparkling, one was amber agate, the other was a sky-blue diamond.

"Good morning." The two said. As they spoke, some of the fog dissipated.

"Good morning, you two are pretty cute."

"Right." Odette spun around happily, her smile was pure and charming, and her skirt and figure looked delicate in the snow.

"We're building a snowman. When I was younger, it only snowed in the depths of winter, and we built snowmen with our friends at my grandfather's house. Every time it is the most delicate and three-dimensional snowman made by Odette, how about it, are you interested in admiring the snowman made by our Miss Odette? Olivia said, her eyes blinking.

This reminded Lin Luowen of his childhood. At that time, in the city of Rhine, the winter snowflakes melted and turned into a yellow and mushy mass of water, which contained a large amount of carbon dust, soot and sulfide. He never stacked a snowman because it would make hunger come faster, and he usually helped his mother with chores at home, cutting threads, tidying up fabrics and stuff. It is hard to imagine how shabby the lives of the common people were, and the wages they received for a day's hard work were just enough to sustain themselves. Merchants, aristocrats, and governments have banded together to extract the fruits of their labor, and they have set a set of rules to keep the commoners from starving to death and not to give them a chance to eat (which will make them ignite the meta point like a snowball). He remembers the children of the aristocratic districts playing and playing in the streets, while the children of the plebeian districts huddled up in their homes, roasting warm fires and reducing their energy consumption.

"Okay." Lin Luowen said with a smile.

Odette tugged at Olivia's clothes with her hands, her face was a little red, and she looked at her as if to say, "Don't it, let him see how bad it is." ”

"Right behind the tent, I'm telling you, this snowman she made looks like a real person, and I didn't know she was looking so closely."

The three of them walked around the tent, and in front of Lin Luowen was a snowman, its face was like a cute version of Lin Luowen, its body was two round snowballs, and its hands were two branches, which looked quite cute and funny.

"Well done, Odette." Lin Luowen flicked on her head.

"Oops, it hurts." She slipped into Olivia's arms and grabbed the soft flesh around her waist.

……

It was an estate outside Violet, the capital of Verona in the northwestern part of the Franco-Austrian League, where the master smith Stepsun Iscario lived.

Snowflakes flutter outside, and the fireplace in the room releases warmth. The old man sitting in the chair had a head full of white hair and wrinkled cheeks, and his eyes looked ahead, deep and somewhat gloomy and cold. He was only about 300 years old, but he could already feel that the vitality of his body and the vitality of his soul were fading at a constant rate, and he was once a genius who tried to follow the footsteps of fate, which also brought him a great deal of wealth. He has done a lot of hurtful things, so fate has brought him punishment. He thought that he could become a ninth-level Star Condensing Battle Master when he was in his hundreds, but more than two hundred years later, he still couldn't find a way to ignite the remaining unknown Yuan points. Only by igniting the remaining meta points can you condense the Starlight Wheel and become a Starlight Wheel Warrior. Could it be that he is not talented enough? No, not at all. But how can the remaining meta points be ignited? He didn't know.

At his level, he already knew the importance of the Qi Luck Value to a certain extent, but what he didn't know was that the Doom Value would also bring him a hindrance like a moat. He already knew that Qi Luck could make his cultivation smoother and make it easier for him to get through the face of danger. That's it, but I don't know what else it does.

The most thing he has done in his life is to plunder other people's luck points, kill them, and he will obtain this person's treasures and a certain amount of luck points. And to do these things, with a little grasp of the trajectory of fate, this is also where his talent lies. Only those who are extremely intelligent can learn the art of divination and understand the profoundness of it. It's a pity that he only knows about endless plunder.

And today, he learned the news that his son, Tybalt Iscario, had died. Although he had many sons, a little bit of fate seemed to give him a hint. The hint made his heart flutter, and it was as if a tempting treasure awaited him.