The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 889

Luo Qingyin beat the Wannian Xuanbing again and again with the meteorite.

Thanks to the incomparable hardness of the meteorite, the original square blade gradually flattened.

Zi Yunchen was a little stunned, before she understood what she was doing, she felt his breath, without raising her head, she asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

Zi Yunchen was stunned, but still subconsciously took out all the edible spirit fruits from the ring, picked out the highest grade Tianzhu fruit inside, and stretched it out to her mouth.

The black fruit is not big, you can eat one in two bites.

Luo Qingyin opened her mouth to bite, swallowed it in one gulp, and immediately asked, "Is there any more?"

Zi Yunchen quickly handed it to her again.

One feeds, one eats.

In less than a while, he ate up all ten Tianzhu fruits.

Luo Qingyin breathed out contentedly, and sighed, "It's a good thing you're here, otherwise I'd be hungry and faint here."

Looking helplessly at her expression full of joy, Zi Yunchen shook his head and asked, "What are you beating it for? Shall I help you?"

"No, I just hammered out my experience." Luo Qingyin thumped it down heavily with the meteorite as she spoke.

She has never had formal contact with sword casting, nor does she understand standard sword forging techniques, but she can feel the effect of each punch she brings, and use it to slowly adjust to the best way, so she did not let Ziyun Chen took over, and said with a casual smile, "I'm casting a sword, and I can't see the shape yet. When I finish casting, do you like it or not?"

Zi Yunchen's eyes paused for a moment, and a flash of brilliant light flashed across his eyes, and he said in surprise, "A sword forged for me?"

Luo Qingyin stopped and turned to look at him: "Didn't I tell you before you broke through? Since I want to cast it, I will naturally cast the best one for you."

Zi Yunchen's chest was filled with sudden surprise.

He thought she was just talking casually.

He thought that even if she hadn't said it casually, she wouldn't have acted so fast.

Breaking through for a few days is just a time to open and close your eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she gave him such a big surprise.

At that moment, his whole world lit up.

Bingyuan was cold, but the warmth in his heart melted.

He looked down at the person who was seriously forging the sword, and an indescribable joy rose in his heart.

In his life, he has received countless surprises.

But never once did he feel so moved.

Thousands of words, thousands of mountains and rivers, are not as good as her one sentence.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips, and he looked at Luo Qingyin with gentle eyes: "Well, I'll wait for you to forge the sword."

"Not so fast, the materials are too tossed." Luo Qingyin shook her head and sighed, "I didn't expect that the Wannian Xuanbing, which was calcined with the fire of Nirvana and refined with drift ice from the sky, would be so hard. I beat it for five times. God, it's not half done yet."

Zi Yunchen was dumbfounded.

What a great handwriting!
A few days ago, she dazzled him with the fire of Nirvana and drifting ice from the sky, but now, she used these two things on his sword.

If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing her forging the sword, he really wanted to throw her down and kiss her hard.

Luo Qingyin felt the ups and downs of his breath, thinking that his cultivation base had not yet been consolidated, and said: "You go to consolidate your cultivation base first, and I can finish it in a maximum of ten days."

Zi Yunchen thought for a while, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, and sat aside to meditate.

Luo Qingyin still pounded the sword with the meteorite.

It is hammered and calcined, calcined and then refined, and then hammered after refining.

Repeatedly, cycle cycle.

This was originally a boring process, but Luo Qingyin enjoyed it.

Every time she felt closer to the sword in her mind, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

This is the first sword she forged by herself.

This is her gift to Ziyun Chen.

As long as she can do her best, no matter how monotonous or boring she can bear it.

What's more, in the process of forging swords that seemed boring on the surface, she continued to acquire knowledge about forging swords, continuously trained her spiritual sense, and even slightly increased her cultivation.

Ten days later, the sword finally took shape.

The four-foot-two-inch ice sword is as thin as paper, but it is unparalleled in sharpness.

The only bright color on the sword body is the beating inner flame of the Nirvana fire, and the center of the sword tip has a brand of pure white snowflakes, which is the trace left by the drifting ice from the sky.

With a slight exhalation of the profound energy in the palm, countless chilly sword energy emitted from the sword body, murderous and lingling.

Luo Qingyin held the sword and slapped it on the ice wall with a "snap".

The broken ice on the ice wall cracked one after another, but the sword body was not damaged.

not enough, not enough...

Where is it not enough?

Luo Qingyin just started forging swords, so she couldn't see it at all.

Just as she was about to take the sword into the Tripod of Three Saints and Three Demons and let the black monkey palm its eyes, she suddenly felt that the sky was overcast.

"Thunderclouds are gathering in the sky, Master Uncle is about to cross the catastrophe!" Zi Yunchen, who noticed the vision, immediately flew to Luo Qingyin's side, "We still need to dodge a little further."

Luo Qingyin's eyes lit up.

She knew what was wrong.

With the materials she used, the sword she cast should be holy.

It stands to reason that when the holy sword is cast, there will be thunder disasters, but the sword she cast does not.

Sure enough, something was missing...

A firm look appeared in Luo Qingyin's eyes: "I won't leave, I'll try to temper it with the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder."

If the sword is being broken by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, it means that the sword has not met her requirements, and it will be broken if it breaks.

If the sword can withstand the tempering of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, then even if this sword does not attract thunder, it is enough to match Ziyunchen!
Zi Yunchen almost knelt down to her, and eagerly explained: "Little cat, this is the sanctified Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, even if it is Marquis Wu, it will have to shed a layer of skin. Your cultivation base has not yet reached Marquis Wu, and you are currently Body……"

Luo Qingyin shook her head and said, "It's okay, I won't be struck by lightning."

Zi Yunchen: "..."

Where does this confidence come from? !
Thinking about it carefully, she can subdue the fire of Nirvana, get the drifting ice from the sky, and put the fire of Nirvana and the drifting ice in the dantian without the dantian being torn apart. Who can do it?
With the experience of the two gods, she should have some ability to protect herself.

Zi Yunchen gritted his teeth and agreed to his request: "No matter what, life is the most important thing. You must protect yourself, understand?"

Luo Qingyin nodded and comforted: "Don't worry, didn't I experience it once in Broken Sword Mountain?"

"How can you not worry me?" Zi Yunchen resisted the urge to forcibly take her away, and said with a serious face, "The Thunder Tribulation of the weapon's sanctification is just a piece of cake compared to the Thunder Tribulation of the human sanctification. One-tenth of the power of Thunder Tribulation."

Luo Qingyin was startled, and couldn't help but think of the thunder calamity he encountered in the Qishi Mountains before arriving at Xuanfeng Academy.

At that time, she was a fourth-rank martial artist, ten miles away from Lei Jie, and she almost vomited blood.

Looking at the layers of thunderclouds in the sky, Luo Qingyin immediately made a decision: "Let's retreat another three hundred feet."

Zi Yunchen breathed a sigh of relief, and while retreating, told her the skills of attracting lightning and tempering weapons.

(End of this chapter)