Li Xianglou was an upright young man. After he saw Hu Qing refining the weapons, he insisted that Hu Qing also watch him refining the weapons and showed him.
Hu Qing hesitated: "We haven't gone out for two hundred days. If you practice for another two hundred days, we will miss the weapon master competition."
Too. Two hundred days have passed, and it’s time for the most exciting part.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll be faster. Give me a month."
Hu Qing: "Okay."
Mr. Li suddenly cried out: "Oh my god, I haven't seen my beauties for two hundred days. Could they--"
The two of them silently helped him pick him up: run away.
"It doesn't matter, Miss Qin is waiting for you if someone else runs away." The two comforted her without any sincerity.
Everyone knows that Miss Qin doesn't like him.
Mr. Li covered his heart and complained sadly: "When will I meet someone who truly loves me?"
The two of them responded to him with looks that looked like fools: Are you worthy?
Mr. Li was unhappy: "I have never let down any woman. Why am I not worthy of true love?"
Hey, that's quite true. Because those girls didn’t really love him in the past, so they wouldn’t let him down if they gave him money. Miss Qin, the only one with a legitimate marriage relationship, doesn't love him either, and he can't live up to her.
Thinking about it this way, this child is quite pitiful.
Hu Qing said: "If one day, two girls fall in love with you at the same time, they are both true love and equally excellent. How do you choose?"
Mr. Li was stunned: "I, I"
Hu Qing: "They don't accept two women serving one husband. How can real love tolerate a third person? Right?"
Mr. Li looked at her blankly: "If you really love me, will you let me embarrass you?"
Okay, the identification is complete, this is a scumbag.
Hu Qing rolled his eyes: "If you think so, you will be happy to serve a woman with other men. After all, it's true love. How can you let her suffer the pain of not being able to share a group of outstanding men?"
Thunderbolt from heaven.
Mr. Li: "She - I - she she she - I I I -"
Who loved whom, who was wronged, and whom to obey - his mind was in confusion, Mr. Li was stupid on the spot.
Hu Qing sneered, a scumbag will be dumped sooner or later.
Li Xianglou looked at Young Master Li and suppressed a smile, Brother, I can't say I understand you as a girl. Just think about it yourself.
Waving to Hu Qing: "Watch me practice."
Hu Qing walked to his weapon refining furnace: "Okay, I'll watch."
Thirty days is enough for Li Xianglou to do a lot of things. Originally he had planned for a shorter time than this. He never expected that he could fall asleep just looking at Hu Qing's refining weapon, and he would sleep for two hundred days. So weird. It seems like something happened. But he secretly checked his body, and found that his spiritual power was functioning without any ambiguity, and his soul was as normal. It was as if he really just slept.
Too strange.
Now, he plans to refine a sword, an epee.
Hu Qing watched him use the refining furnace to directly purify the ore, fuse all the materials into one, and then calcine them for a long time before taking them out for forging.
The hammer he used was very strange. It was said that the hammer was more like a lock, like a half-wrapped fist glove. It is oblate and hollowed out on one side. The thin part can be held just right, and the hammer is on the head.
The dark copper-colored hand hammer quickly landed on the ball of material, making a muffled sound that penetrated the bones. Gradually, the faint light of the hand hammer connected into a line. The line was like a miniature and vigorous dragon turning over the clouds and rain in Li Xianglou's hands. . After hammering, pinch the magic formula to add spiritual power one by one, hammer again, add spiritual power again, hammer again. This cycle repeats until it is as soft as dough. Stretch and throw in the air.
Hu Qing: Are you dumping me?
of course not.
Li Xianglou stood in the middle, with materials flying around him in a circle. As his palms flew, some powder floated into the ring like smoke. The originally light metallic ring began to change color, turning red, yellow, green and blue.
Hu Qing knew that this was not a color adjustment, but a color reaction caused by changes in internal components. What are those powders?
After sprinkling the powder, it’s not over yet. Li Xianglou added more liquid.
This time, Hu Qing saw clearly that it was blood, red, not human blood, but animal blood.
After adding everything, he changed his hand technique, flying the ring high, pulling the two ends, straightening, twisting, into a line, and then pouring it with spiritual power to shape it into the general shape.
Put it into the refining furnace, enter your spiritual consciousness, and carve it carefully.
Hu Qing touched his chin, observing and meditating. He was worthy of being from a noble family. What Li Xianglou showed was definitely just scratching the surface, but it was enough to amaze outsiders.
In comparison, my own method is a bit boring. Sure enough, colleagues should communicate more.
Oops, my hammer.
Hu Qing hurriedly looked at her weapon-refining furnace, and saw that the fire below was burning tepidly. The outer wall of the weapon-refining furnace had cooled down. She looked inside and saw that her small hammer was lying quietly. bottom. So good.
Take it out, rub it, and feel extremely satisfied.
Just then, Li Xianglou hit the refining furnace with a bang, and a sword with sharp light flew out and circled around the space.
Li Xianglou flew forward, grabbed the hilt of the sword, lowered it, and gave Hu Qing a bared smile.
Hu Qing replied with a smile: "I understand."
Mr. Li just wants to see their finished product.
First, praise your friend: "What a beautiful sword."
No matter how flattering he is: "This hammer looks good too. Is this a - Qilin?"
The three people gathered around to look at it. It was oblong in shape, with several natural outlines. The whole body was dark gray and had a faint yellowish-orange light. Although the shape and pattern were not depicted, Mr. Li somehow thought that this was a unicorn sleeping with its head curled up. Fat unicorn.
Li Xianglou was not surprised: "No wonder you get more earth-based materials. This unicorn is in line with the earth-based virtues. But, I don't understand if it is better to use fire or metal properties for hammering?"
Hu Qing said: "Because the virtue of soil breeds all things and gives birth to all living beings. Countless birth vessels are born under this hammer, just like the fertility virtue of the earth."
Li Xianglou nodded thoughtfully.
Mr. Li didn't understand: "Shouldn't I use attributes that match my spiritual roots?"
Hu Qing: "Why doesn't it fit? The five elements have the same origin. You see, the soil can produce wood, gold, water, and fire. What's wrong with it?"
Mr. Li choked and pointed to the tip of his nose: "Let me tell you, that earth spiritual root is the best spiritual root? Then why am I not better than others?"
Oh, he still has earth spirit roots?
Hu Qing said: "Then you should look for your own reasons. Are you not working hard enough or not paying enough attention?"
Suddenly he smiled evilly: "Actually, you are better than others."
Mr. Li was overjoyed.
"Your land is full of peach blossoms."
Mr. Li's face fell.
Li Xianglou laughed and handed the still-warm sword to her: "This is for you."
Hu Qing was puzzled.
"As a token between you and me."
Oh, then she absolutely can't have it.
Li Xianglou said: "This sword was hastily refined and is only of the second level. I left my mark on it so that everyone in my family can recognize it. You can send me messages by holding it."
Hu Qing refused to answer and said, "Can't we just exchange communication methods?"
Just add a number and forget about it.
Li Xianglou insisted that she hold it: "Meaning is not perfect. As long as there are Li family members, they can help you deliver the letter to me."
Mr. Li helped: "That's right. When you come to Quhuan in the future, just take this to Li's house and find Xianglou."
