However, no one complained. The so-called Qi Dao ten thousand methods, although different paths lead to the same goal, but they are not the same. Every famous craftsman has his own master's unique skills, and the most subtle and mysterious things will never be displayed in front of outsiders at will. And when refining weapons, there might be accidents, either accidentally hurting others, or disturbing other refining masters, so every time there is a martial arts meeting, such a competition will set up an enchantment.
Although they couldn't see it very clearly, the people around them still tried their best to gather their eyesight, and through the watery barrier, they stopped the movements of the two people in the field.
Luo Zigao hardly hesitated for a moment. As soon as Shen Muyun's words fell, he had already made a series of handprints and condensed the blue weapon fire.
When Shen Muyun and others inspected the fine gold and mithril before, he had already guessed the content of this competition, and he had already thought about what to refine in his heart. One hour is not short for ordinary people, but it may not be enough for a craftsman, so he must hurry up.
In the enchantment next to him, Gu Fenghua pinched his fingers, ready to make a handprint. What Luo Zigao could think of, of course she could also think of it, she already had an idea in her heart, and as soon as Shen Muyun announced the start, she would do it immediately. However, at the moment when she was about to print her fingerprints, she stopped suddenly.
In the previous two games, it was obvious that Manager Wu had tampered with it secretly. In this last game, he really died down, did he just stop there? Considering the doubts of the audience, and considering the prudence of Shen Muyun and others, this is quite possible. After all, the master of Qi Dao has his eyesight, and it takes a bit of courage to dare to cheat under their noses.
But what if I think wrong? Gu Fenghua quietly looked at Guanshi Wu, but he didn't see him.
Although there was Ma Qianxiao's guarantee, but Guanshi Wu was always guilty of being a thief. He was afraid of being seen by others, so he hid in the crowd a long time ago.
Having not seen Steward Wu, Gu Fenghua became more vigilant, and then quietly looked at Ma Qianxiao.
Ma Qianxiao sat upright, squinting his eyes, but fixed his eyes on Gu Fenghua, revealing an imperceptible sneer.
However, with Gu Fenghua's powerful six senses, how could she not detect it? Noticing the murderous intent contained in the sneer in her eyes, her gaze froze slightly.
Ma Qianxiao seemed to notice something, and immediately looked away.
This time, Gu Fenghua became more vigilant: if there is a problem, there must be a problem.
Withdrawing his mind, Gu Fenghua focused his thoughts, and went to explore the pieces of fine gold and mithril.
Purple Heart Stone, no problem. Gathering his spiritual sense to search for a full three times, Gu Fenghua didn't find anything unusual, so he cast his spiritual sense on a piece of fine gold and mithril.
There is no problem with Luoxia Gold. Still inspecting it three times and making sure there is nothing unusual, Gu Fenghua continued to gather his spiritual thoughts.
Wuchenyu, there is still no problem.
Red Alchemy
In the competition field, Luo Zigao quickly made his handprints. The fire of the weapon fluttered, and pieces of fine gold and mithril melted one after another, and under the traction and extrusion of the runes, they slowly condensed and formed.
However, Gu Fenghua next to him was motionless, as if petrified.
"What is she doing again?" Someone in the stands couldn't help asking.
Unknowingly, a quarter of an hour has passed, Luo Zigao has already melted the fine gold and mithril, and started to form a condenser, but Gu Fenghua is still in a daze, what's going on?
"Could it be that you haven't thought of the best refining method?" someone speculated. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com