Feng Xingying nodded.
Master Wei was more humble and pragmatic than she imagined, and his words were very to the point. No wonder he was respected by Sister Mei.
It's just that Master Wei's comments were perfunctory, leaving Feng Xingying a little helpless. Although he praised her to the point, he didn't give her any real advice.
Perhaps, there is also the saying of "hidden clumsiness" among weapon refiners, but Feng Xingying does not insist on it.
Unexpectedly, Azi quit, pulled Master Wei's sleeves, pouted her little lips, and started acting coquettishly:
"Grandpa, brother Ye Xing obviously asked you to give him guidance, why are you so lazy and only praise others
Didn’t grandpa say that praise should be reserved for outsiders, but those who really deserve your criticism are your own people? Does Grandpa think Brother Ye Xing is not one of his own? "
"You little bastard, your elbows are starting to turn outwards now." Master Wei scratched Wei Lanzi's little nose and turned to Feng Xingying helplessly:
"Since I asked you to refine weapons today, and you humbly asked me for advice, I will just rely on my old skills and give you some random advice:
Your technique seems to be smooth and smooth, but in fact it is still a little green. The illusion of smooth flow is due to your calm and precise personality, but it still cannot make up for the fact that you have only been learning to make weapons for a short time and are not skilled at it.
In addition to relying on understanding, this thing also requires practice on your own. There is no shortcut. I won’t say much, you should understand.
As for this sword, at your age, being able to create such a spiritual sword is indeed worthy of praise.
From your attentive attitude, I can imagine that this sword of yours should be given to a woman who believes in wood spiritual power and is good at assisting. She may be your companion.
If you plan to sell this sword, you will be very successful in refining it this time, but if you want to give it away. "Master Wei shook his head.
"How?" Feng Xingying was also curious.
Feng Xingying may have been stimulated by meeting Master Wei today. The spirit sword she refined was even better than yesterday's. At least she felt extremely satisfied with it.
This wooden spiritual sword is far better than the spiritual weapons used by spiritual masters in ordinary weapon refining shops. It can be used by Yunxiang at least to the peak spiritual master, and perhaps to the early stage of the great spiritual master.
In terms of their cultivation level, they are already at the top level.
But Feng Xingying always felt that there was something wrong, and he couldn't explain it.
Master Wei was showing off his words with a smile, when another voice spoke first:
"Because your spiritual sword lacks growth potential. Everyone is at the beginning of cultivation in the spiritual master stage. If you use a weapon that you are comfortable with and can continue to use it after your cultivation level increases, the compatibility will be higher.
If you are refining weapons for your own people, you should choose a spiritual sword whose growth is better than its attributes. "
Feng Xingying raised his head in surprise and looked at the man pushing the door open.
He really is everywhere.
Qin Molin actually knows how to refine weapons
She still doesn't know.
It turned out that she really knew very little about him.
He didn't say it, she didn't ask.
"Does it look good?" Qin Molin's voice sounded in Feng Xingying's ears from far away.
"Yeah." Feng Xingying nodded subconsciously.
After nodding, she suddenly realized that she was now dressed as a man! She is now Leaf Star!
What does it mean to say a man is good-looking
Wait, why did Qin Molin ask him so ambiguously if he looked good
Fortunately, Qin Molin's answer to her was, "There's nothing you can do about it if it looks good. You can't get jealous of this thing." His tone was exactly the same as when he said that if it looks good, you'll be allowed to look at it for a while.
He looked like this, with a hint of cold doting in his tone, which was so tempting.
Feng Xingying was distracted for a moment, then quickly changed roles and gave Qin Molin his signature sunny smile:
"Yes, Brother Qin is so beautiful that I don't know what kind of woman can be worthy of you."
"Feng Xingying!" Qin Molin opened his thin lips, stared at the sunny boy in front of him, and said three words one by one.