Doomsday Sanctuary

Liu Bingyu was very satisfied with Di Ping’s performance. Although he was suppressed by him in the end, he still saw the appreciation and enthusiasm that he showed. This shows that she is still attractive. Di Ping did not dislike her, but rather restrained. .

Thinking of this, she felt a lot less gloomy in her heart. She smiled shyly and gently stroked the two strands of her temples behind her ears with her jade-like fingers. The amorous feelings were like a weak willow blowing in the wind, and her lips lightly opened:

"The city lord will follow me if you want to know! You will understand at a glance!"

Di Ping hurriedly shifted his gaze to one side. This woman was so attractive that he made the deer jump in his heart.

From the workshop square to the forging building, as soon as I stepped into the hall, I heard the sound of clinking iron from a distance.

As soon as he heard the sound of iron strikes, Di Ping knew what was going on. This workshop was only open to Luo Hongyuan, so now it is only possible that Luo Hongyuan is making iron strikes.

Although Luo Hongyuan was not awakened or transferred, when he saw the forging room in the forging building, he immediately became obsessed with this forging room which was countless times higher than before. He would always run over to practice his hand if he had nothing to do, and save the previous craftsmanship. .

Although he could not produce high-grade weapons, he could also use general weapons, and he found that the quality of the weapons he produced in this forging room was significantly higher than his previous ones. Yidu thought that his craftsmanship had risen to a higher level, and later learned that it was this. The function of the forging room, so he was crazy about this place, and he would get in for a day whenever he had time.

Under the leadership of Liu Bingyu, Di Ping turned to the casting room on the first floor and found Luo Hongyuan in a casting room.

But to Di Ping’s surprise, not only Luo Hongyuan, but also Shi Dexing and his son were in this workshop. The three were shirtless and hammering a fiery red iron block. They were all in full swing with sweat and bronze. His skin glowed in the firelight.

The three of them also saw Di Ping, who came in, they just took a look, then turned their gaze back to the forged iron, and did not say hello to a few people. It seemed that their world was only the fiery iron in front of them.

Di Ping didn't come closer, the forging room was not big, it was only forty to fifty square meters, and there were not too many people standing, so a group of people stood at the door watching the three forging.

The flaming iron bar kept changing shape on the three hammers, and traces of black debris oscillated out of the iron block. This was the impurity being shaken out by the hammer.

Seeing this scene, Di Ping's heart suddenly moved. Nine-hammer forging technique quickly analyzed in his mind. He suddenly had a kind of comprehension. What he had not figured out before was suddenly clear. Nine-hammer forging technique was quickly caught by him. Master, he feels that he should have mastered the essence of the first hammer now, as long as a little practice believes that there is no problem.

The breakthrough in blacksmithing made him very excited. The evolution of his talents made his comprehension soar. Just by looking at Luo Hongyuan and others’ hundreds of iron-hardening methods, he realized how terrifying the first hammer of nine-hammer blacksmithing was. You must know that he had worked hard before, and he had not been able to get through the first hammer, but now it only took a few minutes to understand the first hammer.

S-levels are so strong, how terrible is the SS-level talent? Di Ping unexpectedly had such a thought in his mind. For a moment, he was full of desire for SS grade talent, even if he had just been promoted to S grade.

Half an hour later, a knife fetus slowly formed under the hands of the three of them. By this time, the three of them stopped, and hurried to Di Ping, ignoring the sweat. Luo Hongyuan said with a look of disappointment: "The city lord, just now Don't stop at the key point of the knife tire, and hope that the city lord will not mind!"

"No imitation! No imitation!"

Di Ping smiled and waved his hand, looking at the piles of weapons on the side, including knives, swords, and iron bows, so he asked without moving:

"Uncle Luo, are you all fighting?"