A husband and wife may be bound by love for a hundred days, but they can become enemies because of a momentary anger. Hate or love, they are intertwined together, and no one can tell the difference between love and hate.
Love and hate are always just a thought away.
Grandma Mo sighed, "Time flies so fast. Sixteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. To be frank, your grandpa has always been good to me. Although I separated from him, I lived in Bingxin Valley and he lived in Fangcun Mountain. In the past sixteen years, you have been flying back and forth between us like a little swallow to pass on messages. I don't feel alienated. I won't say much, silly girl, you should go too and thank Sect Master Ye. I will take Ah Yan to the hotel in town and let him take a shower and change clothes. After this ice beast, I haven't slept well these two days. Keep an eye on your grandpa and uncle for me. They both have hot tempers and will fight if they don't agree with each other."
"Grandma, Dad, goodbye."
"Lingshan, don't be too tired."
Gazing at his daughter's back, Mo Xinyan was overwhelmed with emotions. Overnight, his daughter turned sixteen years old and his parents' hair turned gray. He had lost sixteen years. How many sixteen years can a person have in his life
The weapon refining room was converted from a large cave. Outside was a spacious hall with some shelves for displaying swords and other weapons, as well as an old stone table and stone chairs that were covered with patina.
There was a heavy stone door in the hall. The half-open door emitted bursts of heat, reflecting the dazzling firelight. That was the real refining room, where there was a square bronze furnace tripod that was half a person's height and could not be hugged by four people together.
Several wrist-thick pipes came out of a large oil tank and were connected to a square furnace. The refining room was filled with a strong smell of diesel.
There is also an exhaust pipe extending from the square tripod and leading to the outside along the corner of the wall.
The refining room is not completely enclosed. There are some vents to exchange the indoor air. The air blowing in from the indoor wind is obviously much colder, and a layer of water mist is covered on the glass of the vents.
Regardless of the color of the fire or the spiritual energy emanating from it, Ye Feng felt that this square cauldron was a level inferior to his own triangular alchemy furnace.
No wonder Sister Mo and Grandpa Uncle had to hide in the refining room when the ice beast invaded. There were more than ten tons of diesel and a refining furnace here, which could completely stop the ice beast for a while.
Not only was it Ye Feng's first time to enter the weapon refining room, it was also Mr. Mo Da's first time in sixteen years. This was the place where his uncle refined weapons, and it was kept strictly secret from outsiders.
The fact that Mr. Mo Da was allowed to come in shows that Uncle Grandpa no longer holds a grudge against Mo Da, and his attitude towards Mo Da depends entirely on his sister, Grandma Mo.
Grandma Mo is about to return to Fangcun Mountain to resolve the past grudges with Mo Da. He no longer has any hatred towards Mo Da. After all, family is family, and blood is thicker than water.
"Give me your storage ring and the black spirit stone."
, my uncle opened the lid of the square tripod, which was carved with a lifelike dragon head, and a stream of fire shot straight into the air.
Under the dragon head was a copper leak that looked like a sieve. From the finger-sized holes, blazing flames kept coming out.
The temperature in the refining room is much higher than outside. Outside the cave, the cold wind is howling and the sky is full of ice and snow. People have to wear down jackets to maintain body temperature.
But in the refining room, I was sweating even wearing only a shirt.
Grandpa Uncle placed the Medicine King Ring and the two black spirit stones in the copper leak. He said to Ye Feng solemnly: "To fuse these two things into one, we have to burn them. Only heat can force the spiritual energy in the black spirit stones out."
As soon as he put the Medicine King Ring into the copper leak on the square tripod, Ye Feng heard the ugly old man's curse in his mind: "You little bastard, do you want to treat me like a roast pig?"
Ye Feng smiled and sent a thought: "I just increased the storage space of the Medicine King Ring. It won't hurt you. Just be patient for a while, old man."
"Shameless, of course I can tolerate it if you stay far away. I'm about to be turned into a roasted pig."
Ye Feng ignored the ugly old man's roar and just stared at the Medicine King Ring in the copper leak.
When the furnace temperature rises to a certain level, black rays of light burst out from the black crystal and crawl towards the Medicine King Ring like spider silk.
As the temperature of the fire grew higher and higher, the black light flashed faster and faster, and then it suddenly penetrated into the Medicine King Ring and disappeared without a trace.
After about twenty minutes, the black spirit stone could no longer emit any black light. It seemed to have lost its vitality and turned into a gray stone.
The Medicine King Ring emitted wisps of golden light, as if it were alive, and was filled with tremendous spiritual energy.
The black crystal quickly turned into ashes in the raging heat wave and fell into the furnace, leaving only the crystal clear and dazzling Medicine King Ring.
Ye Feng waved his hand, and the Medicine King Ring flew back into his hand. It was scorching hot, but Ye Feng was completely unaware of it.
A ray of thought penetrated into the Medicine King Ring.
It turned out that the things stored in the Medicine King Ring were still safe and sound, only the ugly old man was naked and kept complaining.
"It's so hot, you little bastard, you want to turn me into a roasted pig."
A change in the Medicine King Ring surprised Ye Feng. The original space was like a wide courtyard. After being transformed by the space spirit stone, the wall of the courtyard seemed to have been demolished, and it became an open square that stretched as far as the eye could see.
The space has expanded more than ten times than before.
The ugly old man gnashed his teeth in hatred: "I am used to my small courtyard. You make me live in an endless square. I feel uncomfortable."
"You were the one who said there were too many things and the space was getting small. You complained about the crowding and now you complain about the space being too wide. What do you want me to do? Just build a yard in your ring."
"Shame on you! It would take several days to build a yard or a house here. Why don't you come in and build it? It's not like you have back pain when you talk while standing."
The storage space expansion of the Medicine King Ring has been completed, and there has also been progress on Mo Lingshan's side.
The ice silk and vine silk are soaked in golden liquid for bleaching and dyeing. After a while, the ice silk emits a faint glow, like a suffocating golden light.
Mo Lingshan began to weave the armor with her bright red and white hands. Her slender fingers danced quickly, like a master conductor directing a huge symphony orchestra.
She was concentrating on weaving the armor and didn't notice Ye Feng watching beside her.
Uncle Grandpa pulled Ye Feng towards the stone table and said, "Little brother, come and sit down. Let Shan'er continue weaving the armor. Let's have a glass of old wine. She will have to work for at least four hours."
The old lady cooked several delicious dishes and brought them to the stone table.
The strong aroma of food wafted through the hall of the weapon refining room. No one was very hungry at first, but as soon as they smelled the aroma, they immediately felt their appetite. It felt like their stomachs were opened up and they became hungry all of a sudden.
(End of this chapter)