The material is also produced by Han Ye. It is piled up like a hill of purple sand gold. After purification, the purple sand gold turns into a deep deep purple, but the raw ore is translucent white and blue, which looks like jade.
Hu Qing took a piece, which was quite heavy. He used purple sand gold to make a pot, and his arm strength was quite extraordinary. Han Ye's wife must have been here to let Han Ye exercise.
She took a quick look and wondered if Mr. Han had a bulging belly when he was young.
Mr. Han said: "If it doesn't work, stop. Don't force it. It's hard to keep your soul if you show off your strength."
Don't look at him as someone who shakes a big spoon as much as someone who wields a sledgehammer, but there is a similarity between all walks of life. No matter what you do, to be excellent, you must concentrate on it. The longer you focus, the more your mind will be consumed. Pay attention to this small repair
How powerful can a soul be? If she beat it down nine-nine after nine-nine, I'm afraid she will be crippled.
Thinking of this, Master Han flinched: "Forget it."
Hu Qing refused: "You are looking down on me, right? You don't have to feel guilty. In this way, if you look at me badly and interrupt me, I will never blame you."
She was so stubborn and energetic that Mr. Han was embarrassed. No one had to prove their energy when they were young. Sometimes, you have to rely on that energy to achieve anything.
After calculating his elixir, he found that it was fully functional and it didn't matter if Hu Qing failed. Then he nodded to her.
In order to let her concentrate on refining the weapon, Han Ye sealed the place so that outsiders could not come in and could not see it. She was itching: "What if we just see it? We can also watch while the chefs compete."
While Hu Qing was moving the ore, Mr. Han came out and said to them with a straight face: "It's over, it's over." At the same time, he tripled their homework: "When I check next time, whoever can't finish will be transferred to sweep the dung."
Everyone's faces turned green and they dispersed obediently.
When he came back, he saw that Hu Qing was filling the furnace with ore, and the fire was raging under the furnace. He twitched his brows, was he going to stir-fry? Before he opened his mouth, Hu Qing turned around. He was stunned and closed his mouth.
On the lips.
Hu Qing had really not refined weapons for a long time. In the past, as long as she was awake, even on the road, she could take out the stove to practice. After arriving in the fairy world, she had no money and no freedom. How to refine weapons? She was not worthy.
Now it is a bright day, with a good furnace, good fire, and good materials. Once the fire is turned on, the air is hot, and when I lift the first piece of ore, my heart calms down. The sense of solidity is like a person lying on the soft soil after deep plowing.
, covered by the deep black night, smelling the aroma of vegetation and water, a happy bird fluttered in my heart.
Suddenly you enter a state of oneness where you are completely unaware of external objects.
Mr. Han consciously stepped back, for fear of bumping into her and ruining her good state. Alas, she entered the state so quickly, she was really a sledgehammer. A good girl can wield a sledgehammer, she will be happy when she shakes a spoon.
Although Hu Qing entered a state of selflessness, he still remembered the request of this order in his subconscious. Nine hundred and ninety-nine, nine times. There is no technique, it is all about strength.
This is probably the reason why the fairy world weapon refiner is unwilling to accept this order. As early as in Xiaoli Realm, she discovered that no one who can use spiritual power is willing to use strength. Why can the sword she made be used by Chao Huazong?
Acquisition? Because she worked hard and refined each handle. Facts have proved that the ones she produced are more durable than those made by Chao Huazong themselves.
I thought it was because the Xiaoli world was weak in physical cultivation and the general environment looked down upon physical strength work, but I didn’t expect that the same was true in the Immortal world. Didn’t the immortal world’s weapon refiners discover that repeated hard work not only improves the quality of the weapon itself, but also refines the spiritual power and consciousness of the weapon refiner?
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Immortal Weapon Refiner: Of course I discovered it. But - we have a better way that saves time and effort.
Therefore, repairing this set of equipment according to Han Ye's requirements is purely time-consuming and labor-intensive. Even if he pays a high price, they do not want to waste their time.
Thus, the opportunity of Hu Qing was achieved, an opportunity that slipped through the fingers of others.
A fierce fire attack melted the ore, removed impurities, and set it aside. In one breath, Hu purified all the ore and synthesized it into a big ball. The big ball was then calcined until it turned a deep purple-red color, and then was taken out to cool and placed in the forging
Bang bang bang bang beating on the stage.
Mr. Han took a look at the hammer and saw that it was used to lighten himself. From his layman's point of view, this hammer was good, simple and heavy, with no tricks at all. Judging from the wear and tear on the details, it was a good hammer that had been used well.
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You are such a master of weapons, why don't you make yourself a good sword?
The amount of material extracted from the small mountain of ore is exactly the amount of Han Ye's set of tools, which he carefully calculated. If it is too much, he is bullying others. If it is too little, the true level of Hu Qing cannot be tested.
Hu Qing pounded her in a serious manner at first, and then she got excited and pounded her as much as she wanted. The purple sand gold changed from hot to cold to hot again under her hands, from refusing to cooperate to being submissive and cooperating obediently. It made Mr. Han’s hands itch.
I wish I could knead the dough next to me.
This is just preparation work.
Hu Qing smoothed the materials, removed the stove and started burning it directly on the fire. The fire burned fiercely. It was red-hot. When he took it off, when the big hammer dropped, several strings of sparks flew out.
First, shape it into a regular rectangle, standardize the corners and tamp the inside, and then start to repeat the ninety-nine.
When Mr. Han saw her beating her inch by inch, he thought, "How long has it been?" He actually forgot to time it. Then he thought, what is the timer for? If she can persist to the end, it will be a success, no matter how long it takes.
One of the two was beating, the other was watching, one was mesmerized by the beating, and the other was fascinated. The jingling sounds, repeated arcs, and jumping flames formed a unique rhythm, simple, repetitive, and revealing some ancient oracle.
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A field is formed invisibly, so people who come to watch from the outside dare not approach easily.
When Omu and others were resting, they came together and rubbed their eyes together.
"Strange, why do I feel like there are double images in the scene?"
"Me too. Me too. Did you lower your head and chop vegetables for too long?"
"Let's go back and buy some eye-improving elixirs."
The two stewards who followed behind shouted at them: "It's very free, isn't it? I'll give you more homework."
There was a sudden howl.
"No, Chief Manager and Second Manager, Mr. Han has already added a lot to us."
The second manager snorted: "Then you still have time to run around?"
A group of people ran away immediately: "We are going the wrong way, we don't have time."
The two stood outside and looked in for a while, unable to see what was going on inside.
The chief steward said: "What is going on inside? It has actually formed a 'field'."
The second steward didn't know any more than the first steward: "I heard he's a new guy, but I haven't seen him before. Let's meet when they come out?"
The chief steward pondered and said, "Let's meet him."
Food is a restaurant business, but in terms of the way of food, food is the number one sign in the world of Dengyunxian. Good people, geniuses, and food are never uncommon. So it’s a good thing that the chief manager doesn’t pay too much attention to this matter.
Just take in the seedlings.
Inside, the final ding brought a long echo. Hu Qing held the sledgehammer, took three steps back, exhaled slowly, put away the sledgehammer, and expanded his chest.
Phew, so comfortable.
Mr. Han, who slowly came to his senses, blinked: Oops, I forgot to count.