Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 353 Jian Ling Fang (2)

The Xuan Lingzong has long been rumored that the elders like to forge, the swordsmanship of the square is good, and the elders of the elders are the elders of the inner door. They are also very polite to the forgings of the swordsmanship. Let alone be an ordinary disciple.

The two disciples, Xu was angered in Jianlingfang, and this complained a few words, but it is not difficult to hear fear between words.

Ye Qingyi did not care too much, she just wanted to strengthen the **** sword, next to her, she was not curious.

In a short while, Ye Qingyu came to the outside of Jianlingfang.

Although it is a sword-fighting square born for forging, but this building has been built to be quite aggressive and has not yet entered the Jianling Square. Ye Qingyu has already felt that the temperature around it has gradually risen.

When Ye Qingzhen walked into Jianlingfang, several forging masters were building some swords on the forging table. When the hammer fell, the sound of slamming began, sparks splashed, surrounded by a pile of furnaces, sword spirit The temperature inside the square is even more amazing.

Above the wall of Jianlingfang, various weapons are hanged, and the Jianfeng is sharp, showing that the color is quite good.

Although it is a group of high-spirited forgings, this level is really not comparable to the forged houses outside the sect.

The arrival of Ye Qingqi did not cause any forgemaster's idea. They even lazy to lift their eyelids, but concentrated on the forging of their hands.

A person sitting in the palm of his hand was holding a cigarette in his hand. He took a sip of his mouth. He looked up lazily and swept through Ye Qingying, who was walking into Jianlingfang. His look was indifferent.

"This is the matter, I want to forge a sabre, I don't know how?" Ye Qingyi stepped forward, his tone was quite polite.

The palm of his hand glanced at Ye Qingyi, but he sipped two cigarettes, which was casually said: "What sword do you want to forge?"

Ye Qingyi took the **** sword from the waist.

I took a look at the palm of the hand and nodded slightly, but the face was still the cold and not hot expression, and a faint throw was thrown.

"Three thousand Xuan Ming points."

"..." Ye Qingying was a bit dumbfounded.

Three thousand Xuan Ming points?

Are you kidding?

Adding another ten thousand is enough for the exchange price of this **** sword.

I looked at the face of Ye Qingqing’s expression and pulled the corner of my mouth. "You have a good sword, so I gave you the price. If it is an ordinary broken thing, you will double it. No one. Forging you."

Ye Qingzhen can see it. The forging master in Jianlingfang can really be a bad deal. Just open your mouth, it is the tens of thousands of mysterious points, and it is not for you to forge or another thing. Whether you go to the weapons can cause their interest.

Ye Qingyi wants to reinforce the **** sword, but the 30,000 points are definitely not the price she can afford.

She is not a fool!

It’s really a person from the elders, and this tone is different.

Ye Qingying had some headaches. She said that she did not have so many mysterious points, that is, she did not want to squander it.

but……

If she is not forging, she is not reconciled.

At the moment, Ye Qing’s eyes swept around and hesitated for a while, only after a moment of his management: “Three thousand Xuan Ming points, I don’t have it, I’m afraid I can’t afford the masters, I don’t know... can I forge myself? ?"

I looked at Ye Qing’s slap in the palm of my hand and looked at Ye Qing’s thin arms and thin legs. He couldn’t help but chuckle. He knocked on the smoker and then leaned back on the chair back:

"Do you want to forge yourself?"

(End of this chapter)