God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 841

"Thirteen, I will definitely get rid of Lafayette as soon as possible and help my friends. I have always done my best!"

Feng Xiaobai grinned, turned around and left.

So far, half of the morning has passed.

After a short rest, Yue Qingcheng thought about it, took out the crown and put it on the table.

After a while, the air in the room was indeed much fresher, and the vitality was much more abundant than at other times.

This crown is in Juling.

Although the gathering of spirits was unsuccessful, it had already attracted all the vitality around him.

"Spirit weapon, it's really amazing..."

Yue Qingcheng thought about the other side of the Xuanwu Continent, which was more prosperous and pursued more force.

With the power of mysterious bloodlines, maybe spirit weapons are not uncommon. Ziyuan is no longer a peak martial arts attainment. The people there are very powerful and have seen a lot of world.

Yue Qingcheng suddenly longed for it.

However, her strength was limited, so when she thought of this, she took out the refining materials from the Jinyu Pavilion and began to ponder quickly.

The room was brightly lit, and a black flame flew out from the boy's hands, fusing various materials and gradually taking shape.

The refiners in Huaguo are not actually refiners.

At most, it is called a foundry master, that is, it is a little better than the blacksmith master.

As far as the most basic fusion of materials is concerned, Yue Qingcheng, who is carrying a different fire, is much stronger than them. As for Fengguo or other places, even if there is no different fire, there is better flame forging.

"Add spirit patterns..." Yue Qingcheng murmured.

In my mind, I already have a calculation.

The fingertips force out the spiritual power, and move on the high-temperature material, outlining a spiritual pattern.

hum...

The moment the spirit pattern was formed, the fuser trembled.

boom!

Yue Qingcheng knocked the fuser into a sword shape, and then threw it into the water.

"Zizzizi..."

The water boiled all of a sudden, and the room was filled with dense atmosphere.

Yue Qingcheng calculated the time, "About half an hour."

This time is not short.

However, the result is still satisfactory.

"Boom boom boom!"

knocking.

"Little Thirteen, are you there?"

Don't ask the voice of heaven.

"Come in." Yue Qingcheng said.

Don't ask Tian to push the door in. After seeing the scene in the house, he was slightly taken aback, "Xiao Shisan, what are you doing, making the house so humid..."

The smoke, like the mist in the morning, feels cool on the skin.

"Refining." Yue Qingcheng replied.

Then, he pulled out the sword in the water and threw it towards Bie Wentian with a swipe.

"you try."

"This is... a sword?" Don Wentian's mouth twitched.

However, what surprised him even more was that Xiao Shisan was refining weapons? !

Yue Qingcheng was very calm.

After all, she was a novice, and she had never touched blacksmithing or anything. The shape of the sword body was really not good-looking, and it looked a bit different.

Don't ask the sky to see that she doesn't speak, she just plays this "sword" by herself.

Yuanli, pour it in.

brush!

Suddenly, a group of flames burst out.

Yue Qingcheng's eyes lit up, did it succeed? !

But don't ask the sky to shake his hands in fright, the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, without the power, the flame disappeared immediately.

The hair on his forehead happened to be burned, but it was so good that it didn't burn his face.

"Xiao Shisan, this sword emits flames, what's the matter?" Don Wentian asked tremblingly.

Is that what he thought?

Yue Qingcheng shook her head in her heart, this sword may not be considered a spiritual weapon because of its material.

"It's half imperial rank." She said lightly.

"It's a half-royal rank, it's a half-royal rank, it's a half-royal rank..."

Don't ask Tian to chew this sentence back and forth, and then shouted: "What is counted, isn't this what it is?!"

(End of this chapter)