"I'm fine." Gu Fenghua took a deep breath and said.
"Or why, I'd better practice the art of combining the gods for a while before tempering it." Gui Yezi couldn't help but persuade him again.
"No, I'll try a few more times, it should be enough." Gu Fenghua put on the next holy pill and quickly made a handprint again.
She could feel that there was a handprint that was slightly deviated just now, which led to the backlash of the artifact. If each handprint was perfect, she should be able to successfully temper the demon wood tripod.
Of course, if she wanted to practice every handprint to perfection, she didn't know how many setbacks she had to go through or how many backlash she suffered, but this would never be a reason for her to give up.
After all, she has learned the unique skills taught by her brothers since childhood. Her meridians are far stronger than ordinary people. She has the power of the phoenix and is far better than ordinary people. She has enough healing pills on her body. Even if the artifacts backfire, it will not hurt her.
The foundation is at most just to make her suffer, so what reason does she have to give up?
As handprints were typing out one after another, a muffled sound came from the room from time to time. Gu Fenghua's face became more and more pale, and even blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were always
So unwavering.
Gui Yezi's eyes also showed admiration and emotion again. Such persistence and firmness even he felt ashamed of himself. If he could be like Gu Fenghua, he would probably have achieved more than this in his weapon refining.
Bar.
Just as Gu Fenghua was working hard to temper the demon wood tripod, a new round of nightmare between Chang Wanfa and the Swing Sword began again.
In the ancient hall of Shengfa Peak, Chang Wanfa and Swing Jian paced back and forth, as anxious as two ants on a hot pan.
"It's been three days now, why haven't Luo Enen heard from you yet?" Swing Jian said irritably.
In order to convince Luo Enen to leave Nanli Sect, they even took out the coffin book, but they waited for three days. Luo Enen didn't say when he would leave, even the shadows were
Never seen each other again.
"She said it last time for three days, right?" Chang Wanfa was also a little anxious, but in front of the swing sword, he tried hard to pretend to be calm and composed.
"It seems that she was talking about two or three days, and then two days later." Swing sword recalled and said, not sure how long Luo Enen was talking about it.
"Forget it, it's not a solution to wait like this. Let's go to Qingxi Valley to ask." Chang Wanfa said.
The language of Wuji Shengtian is infinite. It may be two or three days or two days after two days. It may be two or three days or two days. Maybe four or five days, maybe six or seven days, maybe ten days, maybe... it will be nowhere to be long.
This is similar to the world described by Gu Fenghua from the book that his brothers gave her.
In short, the more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart.
"San Uncle, Elder Qiu, you said Luo Enen wasn't deliberately fooling you, right?" Chang Yingrong asked worriedly.
I thought that the third uncle took out a palace talisman, Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen would definitely shed tears and rushed to Yidao Academy as fast as possible. But after waiting for several days, the two of them did not move at all.
After the joy passed, she began to worry.
"I think... as a disciple of the Supreme Elder, she shouldn't be so untrustful." When she said this, she often lacked confidence and was obviously comforting herself.