After the life-and-death fight was over, Ye Qingtang could take a break, but the disappearance of the silver wolf left her speechless.
After waiting for a few days, there was no sign of the silver wolf returning, and Ye Qingtang felt an inexplicable strange feeling in her heart.
as if...
Silver Wolf will not come back this time.
This feeling made Ye Qingtang inexplicably a little disappointed. Looking at the little thunder dragon in her arms, she couldn't help but sighed, and with the attitude of giving it a try, she searched for the silver wolf in the inner door.
The head of Jianlingfang was sitting outside the door smoking a pipe. When he saw Ye Qingtang walking not far away, his eyes lit up and he went straight to him.
"Ye girl."
Ye Qingtang, who searched for the silver wolf to no avail, felt a little uninterested, suddenly heard someone calling her, and subconsciously turned her head, only to see the head of the Sword Spirit Workshop walking towards her.
Ye Qingtang was shocked.
That day, she picked up a leak in Jianlingfang and took a piece of black gold and black iron. Could it be that the person in charge came back and prepared to make trouble for herself
"Ye girl, I haven't seen you coming to Jianlingfang these few days." There was a rare smile on the old face in charge.
Ye Qingtang looked strangely at the subtle boss, feeling very strange in her heart.
This guy has always been so arrogant, he almost used his nostrils to look at people, why is he so kind to himself today
Didn't he really come to him to get the dagger back? !
"Ye girl, it's just in time for you to come today. We are forging a long sword. You like forging so much, why don't you go and have a look together."
The person in charge has been thinking about Ye Qingtang's forging ability since he saw Ye Qingtang's forging ability last time. It's just that it's too strange for him, the person in charge of Jianlingfang, to find an inner disciple for no reason, so he didn't take the initiative attack.
I finally ran into her today, so there is no reason to let her go casually.
Ye Qingtang was at a loss when he was invited by the manager. Before he understood what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd, he was directly dragged into the Sword Spirit Workshop by the manager.
The high temperature in Sword Spirit Workshop has been high for a long time. At this moment, several blacksmiths are discussing something around a huge forging platform.
"The temperature required for cold iron is too high. If it is poured with cold water, it will alternate between hot and cold, and it is easy to break. I don't agree with this."
"The thickness of this sword is too low. If it doesn't cool down quickly and the shape deviates slightly, all our previous efforts will be wasted."
"That can't be so rash, anyway, I don't agree with cooling in the usual way."
A group of blacksmiths gathered together, their faces were red, and when the person in charge led Ye Qingtang over, those people didn't notice.
Ye Qingtang's eyes glanced over the stove next to the forging table. On the stove, a sharp sword that had already been forged was baking in the fire. However, the blade of the sword was extremely thin, and it was even under the flames. The burning red, unexpectedly revealed the shadow of the charcoal fire below.
"This is?" Ye Qingtang looked at the manager curiously.
The master said: "This is the Remnant Ice Sword that we have forged in the past few days. It is made of thousand-year-old cold iron. The blade is extremely thin. Just look at its blade, it is as thin as a cicada's wing."
A look of surprise flashed across Ye Qingtang's eyes. She had basically never been to Sword Spirit Workshop in her previous life, and most of what she heard was that the blacksmiths there had eyes above the sky, but the semi-finished ice sword in front of her showed a surpassed the level of these blacksmiths.