Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

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However, obviously Gongxi Kuangdao really thought too much.

As time passed, a flame wrapped the iron precisely, and a hazy halo emerged from the surface of the iron crystal.

Ling Chuxi keenly grasped the changes in Tiejing, found the best time again, and began to forge.

"How could this be?" Gongxi Kuangdao had been completely sluggish. Until this point, Ling Chuxi still showed no signs of being unable to stop after half a point, easily at ease, as if all effortless.

Not to mention Gongxi's mad knife, even the previous patriarch of the Gongxi family, and even several highly respected patriarchs, can never be so relaxed. How did she do it?

Compared with Ling Chuxi, the Gongxi family's reputation for tens of thousands of years is simply not true. At this time, Gongxi's mad knife is full of frustration, but at the same time, he also believes in what he has done before. Decided that only Ling Chuxi was the hope of the Gongxi family out of desperation.

Several other people looked at Ling Chuxi with admiration. Before that, they still suspected that Ling Chuxi successfully forged the dagger by luck, so now? Is it luck? There is no doubt that Ling Chuxi's forging talent has surpassed any one of the Gongxi family today, and is even enough to be comparable to or stronger than the legendary forging masters.

Finally, in their gaze, a line with beautiful lines to the extreme, full of terrifying murderous swords was born, the cold light, the delicate cloud pattern, all intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Buzz...Bahuang Warblade found a trembling.

The hearts of several people in Gongxi Kuangdao were all mentioned in his throat, and the casting of spirits began.

With the trembling of the Eight Swords of Battle, Ling Chuxi's qi sea also swayed, but this time, the Jiuyin Juemai in the seal did not change at all. Ling Chuxi knew that this time it might not be possible to cast the spirit. If she made no mistake, only when the forged artifact resonated with the Jiuyin Juemai could the spirit cast succeed.

Sure enough, as Ling Chuxi expected, after a few trembling noises, the Eight Swords of War no longer responded, lying quietly on the ground, apparently nothing.

"Alas, it's a pity." Ling Chuxi couldn't help but sigh.

But Gongxi Kuangdao couldn't see any disappointment on his face. His brain had been completely occupied by surprise. Even now, Ling Chuxi's face could not see the slightest fatigue except for a little loss.

"Adult, how did you do it? Even the elders in our tribe, it takes at least half a month to forge an eight-arsenal sword, and it takes countless true energy. How can you be so easy?" Gong Xikuan The knife finally couldn't help asking.

"By feeling." Ling Chuxi thought for a while and gave an answer that I don't know if it was an answer.

She also understands now that the key to why Gongxi Kuangdao and others are forging so hard is actually in the sense that they can’t judge the degree of iron melting, nor can they find the best timing for forging. Reluctant to waste iron essence, he can only sacrifice a lot of true qi, carefully control the true qi and fire temperature, and slowly look for the so-called feeling, to put it bluntly, in fact, it is luck.

Don't look at Gongxi's mad knives. They are half-dead and tired to forge a tip of the knife. They breathe like a dog, but they really work, but only 12%.