With a click, the sword on the forging table broke into two pieces.
It's no surprise that Hu Qing was so obsessed with iron-shaking that she created a set of "thousands of times-refined" techniques. In fact, it was just a matter of throwing various materials, pure physical work, to satisfy her own selfish desires. In the encyclopedia of weapon refining, there are those who strive for perfection.
statement, and pointed out that while striving for excellence, the limits of materials must also be taken into consideration.
No, a good heavy sword was broken by her.
This isn't the first one.
The fractures are not neat, and the metal in the cross-section is very delicate, as if it was born as one piece.
Hu Qing murmured: "Is it really impossible to break through?"
Shui Xin silently wrote sutras next to him, and burned each after he finished writing. He said that listening to the sound of Hu Qing's hammering made him feel particularly calm. He said that although Hu Qing did not have Buddha nature, he was very instrumental.
As long as it doesn't disturb her swinging iron, Hu Qing can do whatever he wants.
Listening to Hu Qing's murmur, Shui Xin put down his pen, picked up a few pieces of paper, walked to the weapon refining furnace, and threw the paper into the fire. The flames rolled up the tongue and burned it to ashes.
Shui Xin said: "You can't cultivate high-grade skills with mixed spiritual roots. It's too demanding."
Hu Qing shook his head: "You have to force yourself to refine weapons. This is called the spirit of a master craftsman."
Shui Xin: "Using the materials of magical weapons to force spiritual weapons? Neither heaven nor earth requires mortals to become immortals."
Hu Qing: "It's an experiment, just in case it works."
She knew in her heart that she probably wouldn't be able to achieve it, so she changed her mind: "Even if I can't break through the limit, I can do it within the limit."
Shui Xin: "Okay, it would be extremely unlucky to meet you."
Hu Qing chuckled: "It might be the ultimate surprise."
Throw the two severed swords into a basket on one side. The basket is made of bamboo as tough as iron and is suitable for holding hard and sharp things. Seven or eight broken swords have been thrown into it.
Some refined heavy knives and heavy swords of high-grade magical quality are hung neatly in the large space next to them, which are to be delivered to the Chaohua Sect.
Although these broken ones can be reprocessed into intact magical instruments, Hu Qing did not do that. Big customers should be treated with care.
Hu Qing took out new materials and entered into a new round of weapon refining.
Shui Xin left the weapon refining room and headed forward.
Seeing him from a distance, Hu Huahua turned around and ran away.
Shui Xin smiled, there will be a day when you are afraid of me.
Little did he know that Hu Huahua had a plan in his mind, waiting for Shui Xin to leave the market one day, and he would let the monster beasts surround him and bite him to death.
It was so bad that they hung them up and held them upside down, and even put the meat bought outside in front of his nose. In the end, the meat got into Hu Zhuzhu's belly.
Yes, there is also Hu Zhuzhu, who is so stupid that he can't even defeat a monk. In the end, he is hung up together, which is really useless.
Hu Huahua looked at the weapon refining room, waiting for her mother to finish her work to see if he didn't sue him properly.
Shui Xin walked to the front room, went to the kitchen, grabbed tea leaves and threw them into the pot. The boiling water rushed down in a thin line, and the water flow rushed out of the pot to create a circling dragon pattern, which lasted for a long time.
He took the beads and contacted Hu Nuan: "Cough, cough, cough."
Hu Nuan's voice came immediately: "Uncle, I'm so bored. None of my friends want to play with me anymore."
Shui Xin took out a plate of washed small fruits from the cupboard, placed it on the table, and poured tea: "Oh, tell me."
Hu Nuan: "Oh, it's not because of the killing of He Qinglan. I promised the sect master and uncle not to kill her, but my friends are vying to kill her. Alas, uncle, it is really not easy to pay retribution."
Shui Xin: "So what uncle does is very dangerous. You should not learn from him."
Hu Nuan's voice became excited: "But it's fun. Uncle, has anyone offended my mother?"
This is another attempt to send retribution.
"Your mother has been busy refining weapons recently and has not gone out. No one has offended her. You want to send retribution. There are many people who have offended my uncle."
Be filial and filial to your uncle.
Hu Nuan was confused: "But I can't beat anyone who offends my uncle."
Shui Xin almost spat out the chewed fruit in her mouth. You also know that your mother's cultivation is too low to offend a big shot. You are picking on the weak.
He said: "Nuanbao, don't bring anyone with you next time you come back. Uncle will teach you Buddhism."
Hu Nuan immediately refused: "No, I already have a lot to learn."
She hasn't started to learn what her mother gave her yet.
Shui Xin: "Uncle teaches you something different. Aren't you familiar with the sutras that uncle recites? Uncle teaches you a mental method. If you follow the mental method, you will learn anything quickly. Uncle is helping you learn."
Hu Nuan didn't believe it: "You didn't lie to me?"
Shui Xin: "I definitely didn't lie to you."
Hu Nuan hesitated: "Okay. It just so happens that I want to go home recently and ask my mother how to coax my friends."
Shui Xin said: "You did nothing wrong, there is no need to coax them."
Hu Nuan: "Huh, uncle, I won't listen to you. You don't have any good friends. You don't understand."
Snap, hang up.
Shui Xin covered her chest. This hurt comes from her nephew. You are really your mother's biological daughter.
Hu Nuan also covered his chest and sighed, it was so boring. After thinking about it, he contacted his senior brother and second senior brother.
Bai Qingyan: "Little junior sister? I'm avoiding a big bird. When I go back - ah, ah, dead bird, get away -"
The call is interrupted.
Yu Wenjiao: "Junior sister, I'm under the water, wait until I get back -"
The call is interrupted.
Hu Nuan looked at the communication jade and felt that it was too unreliable. He ran to Qiao Yu: "Master, is there anything that can make the communication stable? No matter where the other party is or what happens, it will not affect our conversation.
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Qiao Yu said no.
Hu Nuan sighed: "This world is so backward."
Qiao Yu didn't think much and told her to practice hard. The higher your cultivation level, the more things you can do.
Hu Nuan looked unhappy.
Qiao Yu asked: "You haven't spoken to them yet?"
Hu Nuan pouted: "They didn't respond to my summons."
Qiao Yu said: "Then ignore them, let's see who can't hold it in anymore."
Hu Nuan: "..."
There is no need for the master to give such an idea.
The master is not considerate at all.
Hu Nuan lowered his head and left to find Elder Shitou.
The first elder Tang and the second elder Tang both occupied the same hilltop. The hilltop was very close to the edge. The mountain was steep and filled with tigers, lions, elephants, leopards and other wild beasts. There were barriers blocking the way to prevent the monsters from escaping.
A disciple once entered by mistake and was almost killed by a beast. No one dared to come here again.
There are two purposes of raising monsters. The first elder learns how to cultivate the body from them, and the second elder uses them to make medicine.
Hu Nuan stepped on her sword and flew to the top of the peak. There were no monsters on the peak. When she landed, Elder Tang Da and Elder Tang were not there either. She skillfully dug through the drying herbs.
After drying a large piece of herbs, Hu Nuan brought the almost dried herbs to the shelf of the pharmacy, stacked them one by one, and moved the undried herbs together. The two elders hadn't come back yet, so he took a look at the sky.
, and left sadly.
Elder Tang Er came back first and saw that the herbs had been sorted. From the traces of sorting, he could tell that it was Hu Nuan, so he didn't take it to heart.
When Elder Tang came back, he said to him: "My ears have been too quiet these days, and I can't get used to it for a while."
Elder Tang Da was asking: "Do you want to help them reconcile?"
Elder Tang Er only said: "No one calls you Elder Yao, but I always feel that there is something wrong with it. Don't you want to hear people call you Elder Shitou?"
