Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 354 Jian Ling Fang (3)

Ye Qingyi nodded.

"Yes, but whether it is successful or not, you need to pay a thousand Xuan Ming points first." The casualty is not open, he is not a disciple who has never seen himself forging. After all, Jianlingfang must be high, not a normal disciple. Can withstand it.

However, the disciples who demanded their own forging, most of the things that were forged at the end were terrible.

I want to come, too, these young masters who are mainly practicing in the weekdays, where is the forging of the blade?

This forging is not just a choice of iron, can be made by hammering and hammering, the depth of forging, the number of fires, when to hammer, the weight of repeated force and so on, a series of skills, where is a foreigner can understand ?

If you don't understand the technique of forging, you can't say that it is a weapon of the gods. It is the most common dagger.

The appraisal of the matter is that Ye Qingyi, like the disciples, is too lazy to say anything.

A thousand Xuan Ming points are not too small, but this money is much better than the astronomical figure of 30,000. Ye Qing's Lisuo has paid a thousand Xuan Ming points.

When I saw the mysterious points of the hand, I stood up lazily, and took Ye Qingyi to go around a forging room in Jianlingfang, and finally brought her to an inconspicuous corner.

There, there was an old forge, and the stove next to it was still cold and cold.

"You are forging here, there is material next to it, you have to take it yourself. Give you three hours, after three hours, whether you are forging or not, you must leave."

"Good." Ye Qingyi glanced at the conditions here and said nothing.

Anyway, she did not have to choose, know the rules in Jianlingfang, she talked less, if people are not happy, she rushed her out, she did not have to resist.

Who dares to mess around on the site of the elders?

Seeing Ye Qing, who was in charge of the incident, was quite acquainted with each other, so she didn’t say much, and walked away.

Only three hours, Ye Qingyi could not waste, immediately took the sleeves, ordered the fire, prepared the water, and wiped the forging and the irons clean.

Just a few steps from the palm of the hand, a forgemaster hurried over and whispered a few words in his ear.

The face of the palm of your hand changed slightly.

Ye Qingzhen was almost ready, put the **** sword on the forging table, and turned it over and over again.

This **** sword took her a lot of thoughts. If she accidentally gave the forging bad, she could not bear it.

"Little girl, you want to forge this sword?" Suddenly, a slightly old voice passed from behind Ye Qingying.

Ye Qingyi went back, and an old man with a plain, white beard was standing behind her, carrying his hands on the **** sword on the forging table.

"Yeah." Ye Qingxiao smiled, only as a forgemaster in Jianlingfang.

"This sword is okay, but you can be careful when you forge it. The material of this sword will become very brittle when it meets the fire." The old man frowned slightly, looking at this slightly young girl, always felt this The little girl faced such a sword, fearing that it would be destroyed.

"I will be careful." Ye Qing said with a good temper. When the old man frowned, he placed the sword of the **** sword directly in the stove.

The red flame swallowed the blade in an instant, and the cold light was covered in the flame.

The old man’s eyebrows leaped slightly.

This is called careful?

You can't hesitate to lose it...

(End of this chapter)