The white seal formed a circle about the same size as the stove, and soon covered the top of the stove. Due to the suppression of the seal, the churning speed of the red liquid became slower and slower, and the curvature of the churning also became smaller and smaller.
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Lan Mingyou's slender fingers continued to condense the vitality, and suddenly collected the vitality between his palms. The white light swirled in his palms, like a bottomless whirlpool.
He squatted down slightly, holding back the heat, and stretched out his hand towards the sword-making furnace. He saw that the white light seemed to have suction, and the red liquid under his palm flashed with the light.
Gradually it rose from above.
Bo Cixin originally thought that Lan Mingyou was going to suck out the sword inside, but who knew that after a while, Lan Mingyou suddenly slapped the vitality out of his hand.
Bang————[
I only heard a moderate sound, and the red liquid was exploded by the white light. It was so swaying, but because there were white light seals on the sword-making furnace, it couldn't splash out. The red liquid stuck to the seals.
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Because of the strong attack, the sword inside was also stirred up, and it also stuck to the seal.
"Master, I really have you." Bo Cixin raised his thumbs up and praised Lan Mingyou, then squatted down and was about to take off the sword stuck on the seal, when the sword suddenly
disappeared.
At this moment, the red liquid and other swords next to it also disappeared, and everything happened in just a moment.
Bo Cixin and Lan Mingyou looked at each other in confusion. Bo Cixin couldn't help but curse this thing in his heart, what kind of plane is it doing?
"It seems that this sword is not as easy to hold as we thought." Lan Mingyou shrugged helplessly. He had no choice now.
Bo Cixin bit her lower lip lightly, looking at what should be considered good things here, but she couldn't get them. The taste was really not that pleasant.
"Forget it, let's go look at other things." It had to be said that she couldn't take out such a thing, so she had no choice but to give up. It was impossible to waste time on it all the time.
"Okay." Lan Mingyou nodded in agreement, and the two immediately flew down from the hot sword-making furnace and continued walking forward.
The further you go, the furnishings inside are obviously better than those you just entered through the door. All the weapons inside are placed on shelves, and the weapons are also neatly placed. At first glance, they are all
Finished product.
"Master, how do you like this thing?" Bo Cixin walked over, took out a delicate long whip, held it in his hand and waved it twice, his movements were particularly graceful.
Lan Mingyou looked at it for a moment, then shook his head and said: "We worked so hard to come here, and it's not cost-effective to just get something like this."
"Also, we'd better get the semi-finished product, otherwise we won't be able to use it openly if we take it out."
"Don't look at the hidden secrets of Sun Moon Sword Manor. It has quite a lot of spies in Demasili Continent. They all recognize the things made by Sword Manor itself, and the weapons it sells are all recorded."
"They don't have to look for it by then. I'm afraid they will all know that we stole their things.