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Bang!

Sweat with the heat, rolling down, already wet his clothes, 14 days later, he is still beating.

The sword body in hand has been shaped, but it is not perfect. Under the observation of the thirty-three Taoism, the sword body is full of flaws, and the balance is not good. More importantly, it is not strong enough.

The magic weapon he wants to forge is not an ordinary four level magic weapon, but between five levels, which can bear the force of heaven and earth, and even more the power of law.

What's more, he forged magic weapons, which were different from ordinary people. Ordinary weapon refiners could only condense their skills and carve gods only after they had perfected the form of weapons.

However, he is not so, but while perfecting the form, he is carving gods in the condensation method. Therefore, in people's eyes, this kind of forging appears to be much slower.

"I have copied the Fu Tao into it to condense the power of heaven and earth, but I have no tool to describe it with the help of the force of laws."

"What? Is the magic army going to stop at the fourth level? It's obviously very difficult to win the championship

"Calm down, there must be a way. Jiutian sword technique? No, rain code? It's ridiculous. Setting sun sword? This What else, in the end, what else? Maybe the sword meaning of that plant can be, but I can't control it for a long time

"Well I think of it, Shi. " Li Yi fiercely opened his eyes. Among the Dharma and martial arts he practiced, there was no way to condense the power of the law. The only one close to that kind of power was the "potential" which seemed to be nonexistent but actually existed.

Thinking of this, he quickly calmed down. Although there was "potential" in his body, he couldn't control the power. Next, he had to leave it to God.

As long as the night passed, the fifteenth day was coming.

But somehow, in his opinion, the night became much shorter.

Seeing the dawn coming, he finally planted the "potential" in the body of the sword, but it would take a long time for him to really condense.

We can also think that, whether it is the force of heaven and earth that he copied in the sword body, or this "potential", it is just a seed. If you want to sprout and grow, you still need time to irrigate.

But he obviously did not have this time, thought of here, in the heart silently sighs.

The next moment, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly inserted the magic weapon into the burning hearth. Then he put down his hammer and walked quietly to the high platform.

Seeing this scene, the people were surprised.

On the stage, the man also noticed the figure of Li Yi.

Not far away, lingxu is even more smiling. He left the hearth, but the light of Shenbing has not yet bloomed, that is to say, he failed.

Li Yi came to the bottom of the high platform, took a deep breath, and said: "I want to ask the elder, as long as the time is not up, people do not leave the field, even if the magic soldiers fail, they can still continue to forge, right?"

The man nodded: "yes."

Li Yi also said: "so people leave the arena, and the Shenbing are still there. As long as the Shenbing recovers within three months, my competition is still valid, right?"

This

The man frowned.

The onlookers in the distance were stunned when they heard this.

That spirit empty is to react to come over, sneer way: "the person leaves the field, the divine weapon did not come out, natural treat as abstention."

There are also weapon refiners who responded: "yes, no one left the field, the magic weapon is still there, failure is failure, or continue to forge, if you leave the field, you should abstain."

Li Yi ignored others, and then said: "predecessors said that as long as I forge a magic weapon, people leave the field, the competition is still valid."

The man stares at him: "what do you want to say?"

Li Yi said seriously: "the magic weapon of the younger generation has been forged, but it will take some time. Within three months, it will recover. Therefore, my departure should be in line with the rules."

Hearing this, the man understood what Li Yi said. His magic weapon has been forged, but it has not yet recovered. It takes time. At this time, he needs to leave.

If so, his departure is in line with the rules. The premise is that he can guarantee that the Shenbing can recover on his own within three months. If he can't, he will give up the competition!

Can Shenbing delay the recovery?

This has never happened since ancient times! No one can believe it.

Lingxu also understood and laughed: "delayed resuscitation?" In words, there is nothing but sarcasm.

Everyone looks strange at Li Yi.

In the crowd, three women opened their mouth slightly, thinking, is Li Yi stupid?

The craftsmen also looked back at Li Yi, shaking their heads in secret, their eyes full of regret.

Li Yi looked at the man and exclaimed, "master? May I go now? "

The middle-aged man was still staring at him, his expression was solemn: "do you think clearly? If within three months, your magic soldiers can't recover on their own, then you will give up. "

Li Yi nodded: "think clearly.""Well, you can leave now," the man said

Li Yi stopped and said: "I have one more thing. Before the time of competition, I hope the magic soldiers on the hearth are safe."

The man's eyes are deep: "this is natural."

Li Yi arched his hand: "thank you very much." in a moment, she turned to the crowd. In the meantime, she did not look at lingxu at all.

Are you really going?

Can the newly forged magic soldiers recover on their own?

The crowd was astonished. They looked at the leaving figure, and then looked at his hearth. At this time, many people were curious and wanted to go forward and lift the hearth.

Lingxu's eyes were cold and he whispered, "you're doomed to lose, black swordsman, but so." He didn't like to be ignored, especially in such a declining vein.

On the street.

Qiu Xiaoyi tilted his head and asked, "elder martial brother, can Shenbing recover independently?"

Li Yi replied, "No

Qiu Xiaoyi was stunned: "that you?"

Li Yi smiles and doesn't explain anything. Shenbing can't recover on its own unless it's the original one, or it's already born with self-consciousness.

And the sword on the hearth is obviously not.

But how does he want to make Shenbing recover on his own within three months?

Three women look at each other, are very confused, finally, LAN Xiaoxue can only this magical scene, attributed to the 33 forging chapter.

Deep.

The huge stick, which was painted black, was dark, lusterless, and without momentum. Even the law and the inner palace disappeared.

There is no doubt that forging the king's weapon was a complete failure.

The old man's face was pale, his eyes were muddy and dull, and his back bent a lot at this moment. Although he didn't want to give up, he had to give up at this stage.

The people around here, together with the craftsmen, shook their heads in secret and felt very sorry.

Shan Yangzi was silent.

At this time, some people think of some pictures half a month ago and murmured: "isn't it said that there will be a strong refiner coming? Why haven't you come yet? "

"You think too much, that's a hairy boy who is still participating in the big competition of Chonglou! It's said that he had never refined an instrument before. "

"Isn't it? There are still such people? "

"Shenzhou is so big, who hasn't? I guess it's to attract people's attention, so I try my best to hold my head. "

"Well, that's a pity."

"Isn't it? This may be the only time for this elder. "