The place where they are now is at the bottom. There are stairs on the stone wall not far away. These stairs are spiraling upwards. They must be leading to the top of the Sun and Moon Sword Manor. Above
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However, this place is like a warehouse or a sword-making place, filled with a dazzling array of weapons, knives, swords, bows and arrows, and spears.
There are so many weapons here that it is dazzling to see, and the weapons here are dozens of times better than the weapons outside. Even the half-forged sword looks much better than the ones outside.
"It seems that we have entered the right place." Lan Ming Youmeifeng moved slightly. He originally planned to find such a place, but accidentally walked to the place where weapons were piled.
"Hey, Master, what are we waiting for? Let's go see if there is anything good that we can see." Bo Cixin smiled slyly, and after saying that, the two of them walked forward cautiously.[
Bo Jianxin and the others would naturally look down on those piled swords, so they had to find a good one.
The further the two of them walked, the more they could feel the burning sensation, as if this place had an extra stove out of thin air.
"Master, is this a sword-making furnace? No wonder it feels hot. It turns out we are close to this thing." Bo Cixin raised his eyes slightly and saw a huge furnace in front of them.
There was a dazzling red light shining in the furnace, and a lot of white gas was coming out of the furnace. This furnace was particularly huge, and there were stairs on the furnace for people to go up.
The entire stove is also transparent, and the content inside is bright red, as if something like magma is contained in it, and it is still bubbling.
If you look carefully, you can find that there are many incomplete swords inside, but those swords only have half of them, just like the tip of the sword, rising and falling as the red liquid rolls.
"I'll go take a look." Lan Mingyou nodded, and after saying that, he jumped onto the huge sword-making furnace, and the red light made his fair cheeks turn red.
The gauze silk veil behind Lan Mingyou was flying under the red light. Unlike the pure white color, the red light reflected a somewhat alluring look.
With a quick flash of his body, Bo Cixin also jumped up from the ground and jumped onto the huge sword-making furnace. As soon as he got on the sword-making furnace, Bo Cixin felt the hot breath coming towards his face.
Lan Mingyou lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the rolling red liquid. The liquid was somewhat viscous, especially the color, which was probably the most dazzling color Lan Mingyou had ever seen.
"Master, did you smell a smell?" Bo Cixin sniffed gently. Although the smell was light, it was still not covered up at all.
Lan Mingyou gently hugged his arms with both hands, frowned slightly and said, "There is a vague smell of blood."
"Well, is there blood in this?" Bo Cixin nodded. She smelled exactly this smell, but the smell of blood was particularly indifferent.
Lan Mingyou turned sideways slightly, the feathers on his shoulders were also reflected in the red light, and the blue-purple hair floated uneasily in the air.