Hu Qing dragged the materials out, and Li Xianglou took a look, surprised. Mr. Li also took a look and was not surprised, because he could not see anything.
The ore is crushed and burned to remove some of the impurities, and then some is removed with spiritual power. The earth fire is as stable as Li Xianglou said, and it is very suitable for weapon refining. If you compare your own five-spirit fire with this fire, of course the spiritual fire is more powerful, but your own five-spirit fire is like a child, jumping out, having a lot of energy, and being difficult to control.
Of course, being difficult to control seemed like coquettishness to Hu Qing.
As for the ground fire in Agni Fire City, even though it was the first time to use it, it was still very handy. This kind of handyness is more like the other party's politeness and humility, rather than alienation.
This feeling is amazing. Hu Qing first realized that fire is like a human being, with different traits and personalities.
The initially purified minerals were burned into a ball by the ground fire. They were gently taken out and placed on the blacksmithing table. The sleeves were tied to the base of the arm, and the hammer head was grasped and started to be swung.
Dangdangdang——dangdangdang——
Mr. Li was dumbfounded. He looked at the huge lump under her hammer head, and then looked at the small handful in his stove. His thoughts were: "."
At some point, Li Xianglou sneaked over quietly and peeked into his refining furnace: "Tsk, which beauty are you sending this to?"
Mr. Li said angrily: "Such materials can be put into several boxes, which is enough for me to deliver for a long time."
He also felt ashamed. Hu Qing, a woman, hit such a big lump of hard material, causing sparks to fly everywhere. He is a grown man, but after getting so much money, he still has to divide it into hundreds of parts and distribute them to different women.
I just feel like I'm not a human being.
Li Xianglou also felt that he was not a human being: "I thought you were making facial hair for Miss Qin."
Mr. Li thought to himself that even if he had this intention, Qin Wan would not accept it. Even if he plucked the stars from the sky, they would not be as good as eight liters of slag to her.
Of course, he didn't have the heart either.
He tilted his body and whispered: "Why is she so fierce in making weapons? It's like killing people. What kind of skills?"
Li Xianglou glanced at her: "How does it look like she's killing someone? Look how strong she is, how beautiful her posture is, and every move is full of the beauty of strength."
Mr. Li looked at it for a while and decided that it was a beauty that he could not appreciate.
Turning his head, he found that Li Xianglou was watching with gusto. Well, he's a layman.
Since the first blow, Hu Qing's figure has never stopped. The metal lumps have to be forged, the impurities have to be burned in the furnace, and the ores have to be crushed. So I kept forging, burning, and breaking
Master Li made several boxes of hairpins, hairpins, rings, etc., twisted them into shapes, cut gemstones, carved patterns, and put together patterns. Put it on the velvet cloth and it's perfect.
I turned around and blinked, why did the clanging sound never stop?
And his little friend no longer looked at his own stove, but sat aside and stared at Hu Qing blankly.
He hugged the box and sat down: "Look at what I made, it looks good."
Li Xianglou slowly glanced at his arms. He could only say that there was nothing new, but there were so many of them. He suspected that there were not that many girls in the Fire City for him to send.
"Hey, what is she doing? Didn't she say she was making a hammer? Why did she use so many materials?"
Li Xianglou: "She probably likes to use heavy tools."
"Isn't it too much? Isn't it too heavy? A hammer is not an offensive and defensive weapon - hiss, is it a weapon she made?"
If it is a heavy weapon, of course the more materials used, the better. Anyway, it feels so good to recognize the owner's weapon and use it like an arm in the owner's hand. It's like hitting the enemy like a mountain.
A crushing victory.
Li Xianglou: "No, just hammering. I guess she will keep forging, not only to remove impurities, but also to remove unqualified materials."
"Unqualified materials?" Mr. Li didn't quite understand this statement.
"scrap."
Mr. Li laughed: "How can you have scraps here?"
Li Xianglou did not smile, and stared at Hu Qing's movements with deep eyes: "What she can't help but forge is scrap. She wants to take the best of the best, and only the best."
Mr. Li was surprised: "Why?"
Li Xianglou: "When you see her refining weapons, she seems to be a different person. Serious and stubborn, this kind of person cannot tolerate sand in her eyes - when she is concentrating on the art of weapons."
Mr. Li: "So?"
Li Xianglou: "So, she has to strive for the best. Her nature is to be the best and have the best breakthrough."
"What a great talent for the weapon master." Li Xianglou said.
When the elders in the family are nurturing the younger ones, they say, if you can have higher demands on yourself than your elders have on you, our family will have no worries.
I heard all the young people pouring out their sorrows with bitter faces. Our elders are so strict in their requirements, but we still need stricter self-discipline? We are just children too!
But some people gradually understood that sentence, and that was him.
Nothing else, as long as you love it, as long as you want to pursue it, you don't need pressure from others. You can't stand your own laziness and flaws.
Dang-dang, dang-dang, amidst the rhythmic sound, Li Xianglou unknowingly fell into the memories of his childhood.
As for Mr. Li - he just felt bored, then in a daze, and then - fell asleep leaning on Li Xianglou.
Until a voice woke them up: "What are you two doing?"
Hu Qing looked at the two people sleeping soundly with their heads close together inexplicably: "Aren't you refining weapons?"
The two looked up at her stupidly, jumped up at the same time, and quickly touched their heads and faces to check their clothes.
Hu Qing was speechless: "It's like I can do anything to you."
Looking at the same movements at the same frequency, it's hard not to wonder whether they have experienced something together before. Such as plotting, getting caught, etc.
Li Xianglou: "Have you finished practicing?"
Hu Qing: "It's finally taking shape."
Li Xianglou: "Is the drawing finished?" What a pity, why did he fall asleep? Haven't seen anything yet.
Hu Qing looked at him strangely: "What is carved in the hammer? Aren't you afraid of exploding yourself?"
Originally, she wanted to carve something, increase the gravity firepower or something, but at that point, she felt something in her heart, which made her feel that these were superfluous. She just needed a simple hammer.
Give up decisively.
Hu Qing touched his face: "How long has it been? Why do I feel like I've lost weight?"
Still a little tired.
Li Xianglou and Mr. Li pinched their fingers at the same time, and suddenly stared: "Two hundred days!"
So shocked.
Hu Qing ah: "Two hundred days, no wonder."
She didn't stop for a moment, and she hadn't slept or closed her eyes for two hundred days. As expected, the immortal's body was very hardy. How many blessings the boss wants.
"Where are the weapons you made?" she asked.
Li Xianglou walked silently to his refining furnace. It was still burning, and it was probably burned to ashes.
Mr. Li generously shared with her: "You can pick two, and pick two more."
Hu Qing looked at it, remained silent for a long time, and said, "No wonder Young Master Li is so beautiful, he has the pleasure of acting whenever the occasion arises."
"Ah, what you said is good." Mr. Li nodded his fingers and met his confidant's squinting eyes: "There are many hardships in life, it's not a loss to grab the fun you can get your hands on first."
Hu Qing nodded, hoping that you would never be sincere and never suffer the pain of not being able to love me.
