Granny Ling asked, "Don't you want others to see the weapon?"

Qian Er hesitated whether to take out the big knife on the top of the "Broken Knife Technique".

"It's it!" said Qian'er, pulling out the unmistakable broadsword from the deepest part of the Nasu Ring.

Granny Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and she stood up excitedly: "This is?"

"It was obtained by the younger generation by chance. Qian'er stroked the blade with his hand, the pitch-black surface of the knife was very smooth.

Granny Ling dodged and suddenly appeared in front of Qian'er, snatching the big knife with one hand, and her hands trembled and touched. Two bright divine senses shot straight at the blade from her eyes, but the strange thing was that the blade shook suddenly, and then Granny Ling's divine consciousness instantly collapsed.

Granny Ling was startled and threw the big knife to Qian'er. Slowly walk back to the chair above. Qian'er couldn't see that Granny Ling's heart was in turmoil at the moment, and she could block the weapon of her divine sense!

"I can teach you the art of Wrapping Forge, but!" Granny Ling turned and sat down, "You have to promise me a condition!"

"What conditions?" Qian Er held the knife in one hand, and an inexplicable feeling of not being afraid of Granny Ling's domineering strength arose.

"I haven't thought of it for the time being, but you don't have to worry, of course it's a reasonable condition!How about it, when I figure it out later, you can exchange it!" Granny Ling also felt it, and her aura changed after holding the knife, and she was a little surprised by this big knife in her heart.

Qian'er said: "Okay! I promise, only the conditions you put forward by your mother-in-law do not violate common sense!"

Granny Ling smiled and said, "The little guy has the same temper as the king of Naer!

Although she smiled, Granny Ling thought a lot in her heart, what is this weapon, just one can automatically block the divine sense from visiting, you can know the Dao, its power has exceeded the ordinary immortal weapon, but it's not right, if you have the best immortal weapon, it is impossible not to reveal a little fairy breath, and it is impossible to exist in this cultivation realm, and it is impossible to be obtained by this kid! Is it that? Impossible, Granny Ling doesn't dare to think down, that kind of weapon is beyond the scope of her own cognition!

Then, it is very likely that the person who forged the knife applied a special formation inside, yes, it should be like this! Fortunately, there is no trace of demonic aura in this knife, and it should not be an evil weapon!

In the blink of an eye, Granny Ling had already thought about it, and hid this big knife that she had never even seen before as a tire, and maybe she could get a more powerful weapon.

Qian'er asked, "So, can we start now?"

Granny Ling said seriously: "Now, you're too anxious, aren't you? This wrapping forging is not as simple as you think, let me see your spiritual fire first!"

"Spiritual fire?" Qian'er asked, "Is that it?"

Qian Er raised his left hand as he spoke, and with a 'poof' sound, a purple fire rose. The scorching heat hit his face, but Qian'er's palm didn't do anything at all.

Granny Ling glanced at it and said, "No! The cultivation is too low, and the spiritual fire can't melt the ore needed for forging! Go to the hut next to it, melt the ore in the first grid of the west wall, and come to me after melting!"

Qian'er put away the big knife, sighed lightly, and walked out of the door.

This wooden house is two, Qian'er walked a few steps, and came to this hut next to it, the door was not locked, gently pushed open, and a smell of mold and rust came to my nose!

Although it was bright outside, it was pitch black inside, and with the light shining in from outside the door, Qianer vaguely saw this room, which was much larger than the one where Ling's grandmother was before.

Qian'er walked into the room lightly, and with a 'squeak', the wooden door closed by itself. Qian'er instantly fell into a black hole, and a cold feeling hit.

'Poof!' A spiritual fire shot out of his hand, and the lilac flame could only illuminate a small space around him. As for what was in this room, Qianer couldn't see any of them, and Qianer didn't have the curiosity to explore them one by one, and walked straight to the west!

After walking a distance of several zhang, Qianer was sure that this was a formation, otherwise he would have walked out of the house a long time ago, and from the outside, this wooden house was not big at all.

What appeared in front of him was a huge stone wall, on which the stone wall was artificially carved with neatly arranged stone lattices, about a foot square, row by row, column by column, magnificent atmosphere, in the darkness without the edge.

Qian Er took two steps to the left and saw the end above his head, indicating that it was the first grid. The light air rose up, and Qian'er floated up, and saw all the stone lattices in front of him, stacked with all kinds of ores, which he had never seen before.

Coming to the front of the first stone lattice, Qian'er saw that there were a lot of cyan stones piled up in it, which should be a kind of crystal ore. Qianer took out a piece, the size of a sweet potato, with clear water chestnut horns, the surface is not glorious, and when you look closely, you can feel that there are plush micropores inside.

Qian'er slowly floated down, and there was a stone platform of futons directly below, presumably used for cultivation and forging. Qianer no longer wasted time, sat lightly on the podium, sat cross-legged, and a spiritual power waved out to float the bluestone, and the spiritual fire in his hand suddenly became prosperous, violently burning the bluestone!

When Qian'er was contemplating the molten stone, he didn't know that in the darkness behind him, Granny Ling was quietly watching him. How much like the king before that, that perseverance, that perseverance, and all kinds of mysteries!

Another person who does not believe in the destiny of heaven, I don't know if you can rewrite your destiny and don't go to the road of no return that the king is trapped by love! After sighing softly, Granny Ling turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

An hour or two has passed, and the spiritual power in Qian'er's body has almost been consumed, but the bluestone on the palm of his hand seems to have no other movement except for the darkening color. Qian'er gasped for breath, gritted his teeth and insisted on urging the heart method to condense spiritual power.

However, after persevering for another hour or two, it finally went dark in front of him, his spiritual power was exhausted, and only the blue glowing ore that fell in front of him was left in the whole room.

"It's still not enough of my own strength!" Qian Er said lightly, feeling that the aura here is not as sufficient as the outside world, think about it, this is the spiritual realm where the aura is lacking!

Closing his eyes and concentrating, the Qian'er hand trick was flying, and the remnant knife mind was constantly changing, and after a while, a trace of aura slowly floated towards him.

The distant spirit woman was surprised: "Huh?"

After he saw Qian'er running his mind, the surrounding aura converged towards him, but the bluestone in front of him also trembled slightly, and then, a large amount of aura escaped from the bluestone!

"Such a domineering exercise, it can actually absorb the mixed spirit stone qi in the blue iron stone!" Granny Ling's eyes lit up.

Although it's just a little bit of spirit stone, it's enough for your cultivation. Thinking of this, Granny Ling put back the spirit stone in her hand! It turned out that Granny Ling originally planned to use the spirit stone to replenish the lack of spiritual energy around Qian'er, but it seems that she can't use it now!

Granny Ling smiled faintly, these little babies can always surprise themselves, it seems that they are really old!

After absorbing the aura for a while, Qianer also felt the powerful aura in front of him, and where he thought about it, the Yuan Infant in his abdomen ran the remnant knife trick by himself, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the bluestone he had calcined before, and he was exuding his aura.

"It turns out that this bluestone is mixed with spirit stones!" Qian Er said, and his spiritual power wrapped his hand to pick up the blazing bluestone.

But after a while, I found that the speed at which it revealed its aura had slowed down, what was going on? Could it be that the spirit stone inside was exhausted? Or could it not be released when the temperature was low? Qian'er had a flash of inspiration in his heart, and the purple fire in his hand reappeared, and a wave of heat wrapped the bluestone again.

Sure enough, as the temperature rose, this bluestone happily exuded its aura. In this way, while cultivating, Qian'er generally calcined with spiritual fire, and after a night passed, it seemed that the spiritual stones in this bluestone were exhausted, and no matter how they were burned, there was no escape of spiritual energy.

However, Qian'er still saw a water chestnut, which had already weakened, and it seemed that it could be slowly melted.

Without the supply of spiritual stones in this bluestone, Qianer soon felt the lack of spiritual power, and after holding on for a while, he finally stopped, he was highly concentrated, after a day and night, his soul couldn't stand it, closed his eyes, and Qianer began to settle down.

The next moment, Granny Ling appeared behind him, and the two pure medium-grade spirit stones in her hand were gently crushed, and a moment later, a powerful spiritual energy filled the wooden house.

The infant body on the lotus platform of Qian'er entwined branches, the magic in his hand is still the same, and the mental method of "Residual Knife Technique" is running rapidly. Greedily absorbing the rich aura that suddenly appeared in the air.

"Tangled Lotus Table?" Granny Ling's divine sense swept over Qian'er's dantian, "It seems that you are going to have something to do with the Buddha Sect again!

Granny Ling turned and disappeared into the darkness again. After a while, Qian'er suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the bluestone that was already cold, and re-calcined it without discouragement!

With the signs of melting before, Qian'er seemed to be much easier to calcinate this time, and after two hours, the entire bluestone seemed to have become soft, without edges and corners!

After another hour or two, this spirit stone melted like an ice cube meeting the warm wind of spring! A thousand bursts of spiritual power were struck, so that the melted droplets wrapped the solid that had not yet melted, so that all the bluestones could be melted faster.

Sure enough, after a while, a soft liquid was suspended in the thick purple fire, and in the cyan liquid, the silk velvet threads could now be clearly seen, which should be the plush micropores from before. The oval liquid bluestone is very round and beautiful.

Behind her, Granny Ling stood: "It's a success!"

Qian'er stood up, and the spiritual fire in his hand did not stop: "Yes, Granny Ling!"

Granny Ling sighed and said, "It took more than a day!"

Qian'er looked suspicious, not knowing what Granny Dao Ling said. Granny Ling raised her hand lightly, and a piece of bluestone flew out of the first grid, suspended in her hand, and suddenly, a bright light flashed, and Qian Er unconsciously closed her eyes, feeling that a strong force had just appeared.

Qian'er opened his eyes and was surprised to see that the bluestone in Granny Ling's hand had turned out to be in a liquid state, and bubbles were bubbling out!