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The Thunder Tiger monster was in Ling Yu's palm, shaking its head, staring at Ling Yu with big eyes and small eyes, and they all smiled helplessly. Just remember one thing, that is, anyone who dares to threaten Ling Yu is his greatest enemy in this life, and the end result is that there will be no bones left.

Ling Yu curled his lips resentfully and said nothing, for fear that Mi Xiu's forging difficulties and various "accidents" would happen in a fit of anger.

Ling Yu closed his eyes and communicated with Mi Xiu on the purple-gold seat in the control room of the Pyramid Control Room. Immediately, a hole the size of an eyeball reappeared above the golden-blue high platform. The tiger monster was also spun and sucked into the hollow by this pulling force.

The fluctuations in the space slowly weakened, and the vast golden space formed in Ling Yu's mind returned to the quiet calm where even a slight breeze could not detect the flow.

"Hey, it's hard for a smart woman to survive without rice only if I'm only provided with such fragile fine iron, let alone a charming woman who can fascinate all living beings in the blink of an eye."

"Let's just do it, anyway, with your current strength, it's enough!" Mi Xiu leaned lazily on the comfortable back chair, with some slender and transparent fingers, stroking the provocative golden hair , pursing his lips and said slowly.

Immediately, a golden light emerged from the fingertips, turning into a golden light, which shot into the large screen in front of him.

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The screen changed, and a slightly ancient and dignified room full of violent elements appeared on the screen.

There is a row of cyan furnaces in the room, about three meters in size and a cube. The four feet supporting the furnaces are fixed on the floor as firmly as Mount Tai.

The surface of the cauldron is engraved with lines that Ling Yu has never seen before, like a monster, swallowing clouds and fog, roaring at the sky, or sitting entangled.

And the surface where the statue is engraved is also covered with a layer of hidden lines, intertwined, like lush vines winding and circling, exuding a terrifying coercion that Ling Yu can't even imagine.

Inside the cyan cauldron, four ferocious eagle beaks roared as if they smashed the sky. The adult-sized eagle head opened its sharp beak, and even the fine feather lines on the eagle head were clearly engraved. exquisite.

A two-meter-square platform protrudes from the bottom of the furnace. The surface is densely covered with dark silk lines, which may be set up to enhance high temperature resistance. The upper eaves of the platform are tightly attached to the eagle's chin.

The eagle's beak is open, and there is indeed a circular hollow inside. It is conceivable that the inside is full of passages for injecting something into the furnace.

In the blue-colored secret room as a whole, next to the furnace cauldron is piled up a forging material that looks like a hill and emits a metallic color. Controlling the elegant posture in the room, with a flick of a finger, the metal material piled up on the side is immediately swept away by an invisible force. All the packages were stuffed into the blue furnace.

The cauldron vibrated slightly, and immediately four icy-colored flames that could easily incinerate top-level monsters spit out from the four open-mouthed eagle mouths.

Suddenly bombarded on the piled metal, the air in the secret room seemed to be transpiring instantly, the waves rolled up, and the temperature increased a lot, and the metal material piled up like a hill was decomposing and melting at an extremely fast speed.

The surface is shining with a dazzling reddish-brown, and Mixiu's soul perception has separated a trace of consciousness, controlling the ice-blue flame to a critical point that this ordinary metal can bear.

The end of two quarters of an hour had just passed, and the metal hill inside the cauldron, which was continuously burned by ice-blue flames, was only the size of a washbasin, and it was like a stream of reddish-brown water droplets spread evenly on the raised platform.

Immediately after, the dark texture of the instant noodles on the platform changed, forming six grooves in the shape of flying knives, into which reddish-brown metal drops slipped, and the ice-blue flame was instantly extinguished, and an extremely cold airflow howled in the furnace cauldron. However, the reddish-brown metal melt also quickly turned into a dark red solid, forming a weapon that looked like a flying knife, without any metallic luster, but it was as silent as a dead thing.

A sliver of soul control in Mi Xiu's soul controlled the six dark red throwing knives that were initially tempered, and slowly flew out of the cyan furnace. Following the trajectory, he came to the purple-golden control room and landed in front of Mi Xiu. on the square table.

Mi Xiu's hollow golden eyes glanced at the six reddish-brown throwing knives neatly arranged on the table, narrowed his eyes, and curled his lips in disdain.

"Hey, I think it's my turn to forge this kind of rubbish, the dignified master of the original world. The strength of this flying knife is not as good as a piece of paper. If it is sent back to the original world, it will smash my mother's heart!" The signboard, bah, bah, bah, is my honor!"

Mi Xiu regretted helplessly.

Lazily with both hands, a golden imprint exuding vigorous spiritual fluctuations formed in the air, floated to the top of the square table, separated, and turned into a Liuzhangzi imprint, which was immediately embedded on the flying knife.

With a flick of his slender fingers, six cyan inner pills appeared in the mid-air in front of Mi Xiu. These six blue inner pills were all six top-level monster inner pills that Ling Yu had bought at the Wulante auction venue at one time. For the wind attribute, I didn't even bother to refine it, so I handed it over to Mi Xiu.

Even Ling Yu couldn't help but feel cramped at that time.

Mi Xiu’s golden eyes stared calmly at the six cyan-colored monster inner alchemy floating in mid-air, and after casting a disdainful glance, he flicked his fingers, and a strong force drove them into the six flying knives respectively. Within the handle, a slight scream of the soul of a monster can be heard.

"It's still not high-grade, no matter how common the material is, you can't forge a sharp spirit weapon. With a little polishing, you might be able to barely reach the level of a quasi-spiritual weapon. Try it, there is nothing my mother can't do, even if it's rubbish Materials, I can also squeeze out the last bit of use value.”

"Hey, it's Miss Ben, Miss Ben, Fairy Ben..." Mi Xiu muttered in a low voice.

The golden spiritual power swarmed out from the ten fingers of his hands, and went towards the six flying knives. The unmatched golden spiritual power formed two disc-sized grinding discs, constantly rubbing against the blunt blades.

"It seems that I have to hone for a day to achieve the effect I expected. Hey, grind slowly. Even if I grind for a year, I can support my old lady, as long as I don't ruin my reputation, I can't let Master Ling Yu Look down on me."

A sharp look appeared on Mi Xiu's face, and he said lightly.

In a cave in a crack in the endless mountains of monsters, Ling Yu, who was dressed gorgeously, had already changed into a black outfit, and a silver monster was lying lazily on his shoulder , The tail drooped to Ling Yu's chest, and it kept sweeping back and forth, as if sweeping away the dust on the clothes.

(To be continued, thick-skinned, please recommend to collect and kill emotions!——)