I cast a god soldier in the world of martial arts

Chapter 45 Mutation Occurs
Qin Feng briefly warmed up the leftover meals at noon, and the two of them ate separately.

During this period, Qin Feng was also silent, and ate in silence with a calm mind.

Ling Xinyue's face was a little heavy, while she was eating, she was thinking about the forging just now, and carefully wrote down all the details.

Tomorrow, she can only do her best and go all out to make sure that there is no mistake.

After the meal, Qin Feng went back to rest without delay.

Today he wasted so much energy that he couldn't hold on anymore.

"If the Book of Divine Weapons can unlock a martial art that quickly restores true energy and is related to weapons, it would be great!"

Qin Feng was looking forward to it in his heart, he guessed that there must be such a kind of martial arts in the book of magic weapons.

The martial arts in the Book of Divine Weapons are all related to weapons and forging, and you need to forge divine weapons to unlock them.

The more powerful the martial arts, only he can unravel it by forging a stronger magic weapon.

After Ling Xinyue tidied up, she didn't immediately go back to her room to rest.

Instead, he walked to the courtyard alone and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky.

"If this casting fails, I will leave here!"

"If you break the curse, you will never have another chance. Grandpa, please bless me this time."

Ling Xinyue gave her sincere blessings, then went back to her room, and rested peacefully.

The night in Broken Blade Workshop was still as silent as before.

But a village outside Anfeng City was once again shrouded in murderous aura.

The screams of fear were swallowed by the dark night.

In the end, only one man was left laughing wildly with evil spirits.

At dawn, a ray of dawn light entered the Broken Blade Workshop.

Qin Feng woke up with his eyes open, but heard a slight noise from the kitchen.

"What is that crazy girl doing?"

He frowned, and immediately walked to the kitchen.

But she saw Ling Xinyue filled two large bowls of egg noodles from the pot and brought them up.

"Master, you're awake, I'm going to ask you to eat noodles."

"As an apprentice, I can't always let you, the master, cook for me."

Ling Xinyue learned the lesson from last time, and controlled the fire just right.As soon as the noodles were cooked, she immediately scooped them up.

"Well, I have made great progress, and children can be taught."

Qin Feng nodded, picked up a bowl of noodles and started eating.

Although the taste is very light, it can barely be eaten. It is much better than those fried black vegetables last time.

He also admired Ling Xinyue in his heart, this girl is quite self-motivated, it seems that she is a strict teacher who produces a good student.

"You can't bribe me with a bowl of noodles. If you fail to forge today, you still have to leave." Qin Feng said lightly after eating.

After hearing this, Ling Xinyue didn't answer anything, but just smiled.

Then, with a calm look, she followed Qin Feng to the casting room.

Even if she failed to forge today, was counterattacked by Yin Yang Ming Tie, and her lifespan was greatly lost, she didn't care anymore.

"Okay, then let's start forging!"

Qin Feng took out the piece of Yin-Yang Ming Iron that exuded dead energy and touched the soul.

Then the two started to forge at the same time as they did yesterday's experiment.

While melting the yin and yang iron, the two injected yin and yang into it.

The death energy of that piece of Yin-Yang Ming iron did not overflow during the melting process.

After melting the first stage, the two forged each other with Yin and Yang hammering methods.Lock the dead air in the dark iron.

Sometimes it is necessary to change the strength and the speed of hammering.

But the two of them didn't make any mistakes at all and continued to forge until night fell.

"Okay, let's stop here for today. If there are no mistakes, the casting can be completed in two days."

Qin Feng put away the hammer and heaved a sigh of relief.

Ling Xinyue's condition is very good today, if she can continue to maintain it, she should be able to forge the Yin Yang judge pen.

For dinner, the two ate a roast chicken.Qin Feng told her some precautions and went to rest.

It's the second day of forging Yin-Yang Ming Iron.

The two have been forging until noon, and there has been no mistake.

The embryonic form of the Yin-Yang judge pen gradually became clear.

Just when the embryonic form of the Yin-Yang judge pen was about to be forged.

Suddenly, Ling Xinyue's eyes shone with a faint and evil dark red light.

Her whole body seemed to be by accident, and her tactics changed inexplicably.

"Oops, I still miscalculated!"

"I didn't expect that even if I cast this extraordinary evil weapon, the God-forging Blood Curse in her body would also take effect."

Qin Feng's face changed drastically, and he was extremely anxious.

Just when Ling Xinyue was about to smash the Yin-Yang Ming Iron with a hammer.

Qin Feng tried his best to run the magic weapon book in his body, and a dazzling golden light shone into Ling Xinyue's eyes.

Ling Xinyue was shocked, and suddenly recovered.The hammering technique also instantly changed to normal, and it hit the Yin-Yang Ming iron safely and soundly.

And Ling Xinyue didn't seem to notice her abnormality just now, and continued to forge with Qin Feng calmly.

The yin and yang judge pen was also forged by Qin and Feng.

Then the two continued to polish and carve.

At night, it was almost finished, so the two stopped at the same time.

"Master, I forged well today, and I should be able to finish it tomorrow!"

Ling Xinyue said carefreely that she felt that things were going well.

"Well, luckily nothing went wrong. I hope tomorrow will be better."

Qin Feng nodded lightly.

She didn't mention to Ling Xinyue what happened at noon.So as not to expose the magical weapon book in his body.

But he has a dignified expression, wondering if Ling Xinyue's forging will be at a critical moment tomorrow, will there be another mutation, and the Yin-Yang judge pen will be forged and destroyed.

After a night's rest.

It's the last day of forging the Yin Yang judge pen.

Qin Feng woke up early and came to the kitchen, ready to cook a special bowl of porridge.After eating it, it may be able to temporarily suppress the Casting God's Blood Curse in the body.

While cooking the porridge, he transformed the divine weapon into form, and shone with a magical light that enveloped the porridge.

After the pot of porridge was cooked, the grains were crystal clear and glowed faintly.

Qin Feng took the Divine Weapon Book back into his body, and went to call Ling Xinyue to drink porridge.

"Wow, master! What do you use to cook the porridge? Why are these rice grains cooked like pearls, and they still glow."

"Can this be eaten?"

Ling Xinyue looked at the strangely glowing bowl of porridge in amazement, not daring to swallow it.

"Eat quickly, if you don't finish eating, you will not be allowed to forge today!"

Qin Feng urged, and he picked up a bowl of porridge to enjoy it.

He also felt a little pity, in order to cook this bowl of porridge, but consumed a little energy in his magic weapon book.

At that time, we can only cast more magical weapons and swords to absorb them back.

But in order to be able to successfully forge the Yin-Yang Judge Brush, this is the only way to go.

"It's so delicious, and after eating it, I feel like I can continuously forge for three days and three nights without sleep!"

Ling Xinyue felt incredible after eating the bowl of porridge with endless aftertaste.

"Very good, the porridge contains the energy of the Divine Weapon Book, and when Ling Xinyue forges it, it shouldn't be able to trigger the Divine Blood Curse for the time being!"

After seeing Ling Xinyue finished eating the bowl of porridge, Qin Feng felt relieved.

Then the two walked into the casting room again to carry out the final forging of the Yin Yang judge pen.

After forging until noon, Ling Xinyue still hadn't changed.

Moreover, what she forged today was even more like a divine aid, and the assistance was seamless and perfect.

Going on like this, before the sun sets, the Yin-Yang judge pen can be cast.

At this time, thousands of miles away, a strange place full of evil spirits.

"It's interesting to be able to temporarily suppress my Casting God's Blood Curse!"

A shriveled black figure sneered strangely.

(End of this chapter)