The mountain is silent, and the dry lakeside has been filled with water under the efforts of Lin Guiyuan and Jinsheng.

Lin Yuan saw the fish and returned to the lake.

Three full days had passed since the date of the battle between Brian and Fang Geyu, and during these three days, he had never started to make a mecha.

The Xuanjin cold iron placed by the lake was dug by Lin Guiyuan for him in the empty Cang Mountain, but he never touched it.

Brian rubbed his dry eyes and glanced down at the board in his hand with intricately ordered runes.

After three days of hard work, he finally copied every rune in the black heart.

What made him even more satisfied was that none of the runes on the board were carved by him with a carving knife, but were depicted one by one with his own spiritual power.

Three days have passed, and his mental power has also progressed rapidly, although the lethality is not strong, but it is also better than ordinary people.

I stretched my waist for a long time, my mental strength has been somewhat loaded in the past few days, and there is a faint pinprick-like stinging pain in my head.

Baili Anxin knew not to be in a hurry, put down the plank in his hand, and looked around.

But it was strange to find that the little girl surnamed Fang today was not sticky to Lin Yuan, and there was no trace of her, only those white unicorns perched peacefully by the lake.

Of course, Bai Lian didn't want to restrict her freedom, and he didn't pay attention to it for a while, so he finally began to sort out the Xuanjin cold iron that Lin Guiyuan found for him.

This Xuanjin cold iron is not an extraordinary product, it is strong and abnormal, and it is even more rare that it was born from the power of heaven and earth, it is a rare treasure in the cultivation session, and it is also an indispensable precious material in Lin Guiyuan's forging and alchemy.

Just one or two weights of Xuanjin cold iron are fused into the mortal iron by calcination at high temperatures, and there is a great chance of forging a good high-grade treasure weapon, and this is calculated according to the probability of a beginner refiner.

And now the Xuanjin cold iron piled in front of Bailian is like a small mountain, and it is as tall as him.

Bai Lian touched his chin, and said in his heart, no wonder that Fang Geyu was bound to win the empty Cangshan Mountain.

After 10,000 years of accumulation, this empty mountain has the power of the mountain god to protect and nurture all things, and it is self-sufficient.

Cultivators from the outside world had no chance to dig into one or two at all, and the richness of the accumulated resources was not at all what Bai Lian could imagine now.

This golden cold iron is just the tip of the iceberg.

Brian sighed and pulled out the Qiushui Sword, and slashed at a large piece of Xuanjin cold iron with a backhand.

The result was surprising, not even a shallow seal was chopped out, but instead made the Qiushui Sword tremble.

Looking at such a hard and indestructible Xuanjin cold iron, Bailian's eyes moved slightly, and he had another interesting idea in his heart.

It's just that no matter how interesting this idea is, it must be divided into this Xuanjin cold iron before it can be effective, otherwise it will be such a big ...... It really gives people a feeling of not knowing where to start.

In desperation, he poured spiritual power into the Qiushui Sword and slashed down again.

A piercing sound of gold and stone communication.

But it's just a cut to a depth of less than half an inch.

Brian once again admired the sturdiness of the golden iron.

It's like taking the blunt wood knife to chop a hundred years of bamboo.

Seeing this, Lin Guiyuan hurriedly greeted him: "Childe, what's wrong?"

Bai Lian didn't know when Lin Guiyuan's way of speaking to him finally stopped stammering, he casually lifted the big iron piece with his foot, and said with a smile: "I want to cut this Xuanjin cold iron smaller." ”

Lin Guiyuan said: "This Xuanjin cold iron crystallizes for ten years, forms in fifty years, is indestructible for a hundred years, even if it is a treasure, it is extremely difficult to damage it, so leave this kind of strength work to me." ”

Although his facial muscles were still stiff, and his face looked a little serious, his eyes quietly returned to the peace and tranquility he had when they first met.

Under Bai Lian's curious gaze, Lin Guiyuan clasped his palms together and snorted softly.

I saw that the palm with blue-gray nails was inserted into the Xuanjin cold iron so easily like a tofu.

The blade is like the sharpest scythe in the world.

One to the left, one to the right, one to the top, and finally one to the bottom.

A few even iron squares came out......

Bai Lian's eyes opened slightly and looked at Lin Guiyuan's palms, no wonder he was able to easily tear apart the sea of demon tide corpses.

This has become the mountain ghost's Lin Guiyuan, and his combat effectiveness has increased by more than one level.

Lin Guiyuan picked up an iron block, held it in front of Brian like a treasure, looked at Brian with a pair of dumbfounded gray eyes and asked, "Is this ...... Is that okay?"

That look, as if he wanted to do his best to do a little thing but was afraid of the worst, looked a little pitiful.

Bai Lian took the piece of Xuanjin cold iron and said, "Yes, it's good, please help me cut a large cube and four cuboids." ”

As he spoke, he gestured with his finger to the size.

"Hmm. Lin Guiyuan nodded heavily, and cut out five pieces according to Bailian's requirements very quickly.

Bai Lian was very satisfied, picked up the largest piece of iron as his body, and made Lin Guiyuan cut out a round shape.

It's just that Lin Guiyuan's body is stiff and inflexible, and the round body that was cut out is very angular.

His eyes were full of shame, like a child who had done something wrong, and he peeked at Brian carefully, and secretly hid the ugly circle behind him.

Brian suddenly laughed, knowing that his current state was even more inconvenient than his corpse body, and he didn't think about embarrassing him, so he immediately said:

"No need to hide, the size is quite right, I don't necessarily have to be such a perfect circle, Guiyuan, you are helping me dig a hole in this piece, probably a little bigger than that circle. ”

His fingers gestured at the chest of the largest piece of iron.

Lin Guiyuan saw that Bailian's face was as usual, and he didn't have too much disappointment or blame, his heart suddenly widened, pulled the corners of his stiff mouth, and squatted down to continue working.

Brian held the irregular round shape in his hand, his eyes closed, and once again generated his spiritual power, trying to draw runes on it.

But not long after it was closed, he sadly discovered that the stubbornness of this Xuanjin cold iron was not only aimed at external forces, but also spiritual power!

It's a pity that his spiritual power has only been cultivated for three days, and no matter how fast he progresses, he can't shake it.

Lin Guiyuan dug out the hole, looked at Bai Lian's slightly frustrated look, and suddenly felt in his heart, after all, he had also dealt with refining weapons all year round, and he had probably guessed what he was going to do.

"Childe, do you want to make a puppet like Yang Zhao and Huang Kang?"

Brian nodded: "Well, that girl is menacing, if you can't completely dispel the thoughts in her heart, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult." ”