Blacksmithing to the peak of life

"It's getting late, I'll go back first." Receiving Lan Ling's hint, Bai Bujin secretly heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and bid farewell to Yuezhao.

Yue Zhao didn't intend to hold back, but waved his hand: "Rest earlier."

Walking along the road when Yue Zhao came, Bai Bujin couldn't help but look back, the eldest princess was still watching the moon quietly, her figure was lonely and desolate.

"His Royal Highness!" The little girl folded her hands on her cheeks and called out to her, "Do you know Bai Du?"

Yue Zhao was shocked to hear the name of her old friend, and looked back at her in astonishment, meeting a pair of serious eyes.If you look carefully, the seriousness in your eyes overlaps with a certain slovenly uncle in your memory.

"You are his daughter?!" Yue Zhao was shocked, how could such a person have a daughter?Can you start a family before her? !

"No, it's the adopted daughter." After Bai Bujin finished speaking, he turned around and left without saying anything, leaving Yuezhao alone in a mess.

She is destined to repay this debt, at least let the creditor know that she has come.

This time Lan Ling was silent all the way, carrying Bai Bujin back to the room, and then left without saying a word.

Qi Yuqian had honestly waited in the room for so long, and when Lan Lingli ignored his behavior, he muttered "very weird", and asked Bai Buxin carefully.

Bai Bujin didn't know if Lan Ling was angry, so he perfunctorily told him what he had heard.

"From this point of view, the prince might not be born to Concubine Rong." Qi Yuqian tapped his chin with the handle of the jade fan, and said calmly with a smile.

Bai Bujin turned to look at him suspiciously. Is this conclusion so obvious?How could they come to this conclusion so quickly and she couldn't figure it out at all?

"Call me good brother and I'll tell you." Qi Yuqian raised his eyebrows to tease her.

"Good brother." Bai Bujin didn't say a word, looked at him seriously and uprightly, and spoke clearly.

The only child in the family, Qi Yuqian, who has no younger siblings, was stunned by the cuteness in an instant. After a while, he tilted his head and coughed a few times, and opened the jade fan to cover his suspiciously flushed face: "Concubine Rong has this kind of behavior towards a girl who is about the same age as her own child." The abnormal performance may be that she did give birth to a girl. Was it twins, or did she give birth to a girl and replaced her with the present prince? Which one do you think is more likely?"

"...the latter." Bai Buxin stared at a pair of serious eyes full of curiosity, and spit out two words.

If it was really twins, or in any other situation, it is impossible for no one to know that Concubine Rong was pregnant with a girl.

After thinking about it carefully, Bai Bujin felt more and more wrong: "So, the servants who follow Concubine Rong, the bowl of medicine that she spit out, are all monitoring and deliberately aggravating her condition?"

Qi Yuqian wondered: "Hey, you are very smart. After being enlightened by my brother, do you feel enlightened?"

"Why? Who is so boring?"

"Either someone who wants to bring down the prince, or someone who really cares about whether this bloodline is real."

"...Moon Emperor?" Bai Bujin swallowed, thinking about the peaceful harem recently, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." Qi Yuqian said frankly, straight to the point, "Okay, you go to bed early, brother, I'm slipping away. Brother Zhao, let's go."

"Ah."

Bai Bujian turned off the light obediently, climbed into bed and lay down for a while, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, thinking about these royal secrets—even though it was just a guess, she felt that the credibility was really high, because she Can't think of another satisfactory explanation.

For a while, he thought of Yue Zhao again, and for a while he thought of Concubine Rong, with Lan Ling interspersed in the middle, which made Bai Bujin have a splitting headache, so he had to put on his clothes and get up to refine weapons again.

Outside, on Qi Yugan's roof, a man was drinking heavily from a jar of wine.

"Hey, I'm almost at the stage of asking for help, why did you call me out all of a sudden." Qi Yuqian, who was forcibly summoned, jumped up from below, stood lightly not far from him, and asked lazily.

While drinking, Lan Ling narrowed her long and narrow phoenix eyes against the breeze, and remained silent.

Following his line of sight, Qi Yu understood: "Are you spying on the little girl refining the weapon again?"

"...How can I be peeping?" Lan Ling was very dissatisfied with his description, "I am a sword spirit, can I take a look?"

"All right, all right, you are the boss and you have the final say." Qi Yuqian curled his lips, "I'm still human, so I definitely won't spy on other girls giving birth."

"You're playing hooligan." Lan Ling's forehead twitched.

"I've made it clear to you." Qi Yuqian put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said to him seriously and seriously, "You know your own situation. I really want to recognize this girl, she likes you very much. "

"I know." Lan Ling interrupted him, waved her hand impatiently, and by the way put the blue hair on her temples, which was caressed by the wind, behind her ears, her voice changed in an instant, no longer deep, but clear and clear It sounds nice, "I'll find a chance to explain it to her."

"Miss Lan, what do you know, I think you will be taken down by her in a short time." Qi Yuqian moved away from him, or a little farther away from her, and shouted, "Sneaking at people's forging every day, it's just a sight to see." one night."

"Get out!" Sure enough, Qi Yuqian's retreat was wise, and Lan Ling cut off the air in his original position with a sword directly angrily, and the wind seemed to be held back by her treacherous sword speed.

"Okay, okay, I'll go away." Qi Yuqian raised his hands in surrender and jumped down, "Go to bed early, don't squat on my roof all day long!"

Lan Ling still maintained the posture of drawing the sword, the water element in his hand condensed into a blurry sword, which collapsed in an instant and melted into the air, "I just..."

"I just remembered something from the past."

"Ding--"

"Huh, it's all right." Bai Bujin was in a good state tonight, and she forged the appearance of Lan Ling's body according to the imagination in her heart.

As he spoke, Bai Bujin couldn't help but danced with his sword.She likes sticks as well as swords, but she prefers to use sticks in battle, which is why she has Jiuxiaoluolei.

The blade trembled slightly in the air, making a soft whistling sound, Bai Bujin retracted the sword, sat down cross-legged, and began to use meditation to restore the lost aura.

"From today……"

In the middle of nowhere, there seemed to be a sonorous and powerful voice, saying every word with great force.

Who is talking?

Bai Bujin woke up suddenly, but found that he was still sitting by the bed, and the room was already dimly lit.

For several days in a row, Bai Bujin didn't see Qi Yuqian and Lan Ling, and even Zhao Zhun disappeared, so he had to wander around the palace every day, and the appearance of the prince's spiritual weapon gradually faded in his heart. It took shape.

And in a place that Bai Bujin didn't know, a petite figure was sneaking out of the room, and met another black figure in the night.

"Why did you help me?" Seventh princess Yue Yutian's haggard face emerged from under the ill-fitting black cloak, staring vigilantly at the shadowy figure opposite.

The black shadow paused, and a male and female voice slowly let out: "Just do as I say. Yue Yutian, Yutian, Yutian, Lei. Without the relationship with that Dao Lei, what you are now Everything you own will be turned into a phantom, are you willing?"

As if being stepped on a sore foot, Yue Yutian gritted her teeth and said viciously, "I know."

However, only Hei Ying could see that her eyes were filled with an unnatural black mist, which floated on the surface of her pupils as if unable to dissipate.

After another three days, Bai Bujin finally got the last material needed for forging - silver mother, a soft and tough metal, it can be said that it is worthy of the Moon Kingdom, such a rare material was found in a few days .

Bai Bujin couldn't help touching that piece of mother-of-pearl again and again, demonstrating his love for it to the extreme: "It's so beautiful, this luster, this touch..."

"Ahem." Lan Ling had been watching for a long time. As a sword spirit, she had the right to think that Bai Bujin was playing hooliganism.

"Lan Ling!" The person she hadn't seen for a few days suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and the little girl immediately turned her head to look over with bright eyes, "How is it? Is the mission going well?"

"It's only the last step." Lan Ling's gaze stayed on Bai Bujin's hand, "Are you sure you can make this high-grade spiritual weapon?"

"En." Bai Bujin nodded, as if the question Lan Ling asked was a question that he could nod without hesitation, such as does the sun rise in the west.

Seeing that she was so confident in her field of expertise that she was almost shining, Lan Ling couldn't help but curl her lips: "Very good."

"what?"

"I said, you are an excellent blacksmith." Lan Ling patted her on the shoulder, turned around and left, "I'll call Qi Yugan to protect you."

Be praised! ! ! ! !

This is a living sword spirit!How could she get her compliments!

Bai Bujin really wanted to run out and yell while covering her face, but she also wanted to tell everyone that she was appreciated by a sword spirit.After hesitating left and right, it was hard to restrain herself, and finally suppressed her excitement. She took a deep breath, and smiled at Lan Ling: "Thank you!"

This time, Bai Bujian did not directly forge in the room, but went to a forging room specially prepared for her in the yard.

First of all, the mother silver must be processed, and this process must be careful and careful.The melting point of mother silver is extremely high, it does not require much tempering, the most difficult thing is to fuse with golden spider silk.

So, first, they have to get to the same temperature.

The first half went smoothly, and Bai Bujian paid [-]% attention to the changes in temperature. Fortunately, the silver mother is very stable, changing its shape meekly under the licking of the tongue of fire.

However, halfway through the process, something went wrong with the golden spider silk that was easier to handle than mother silver and had already been processed.

"Broken, broken?!"

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My career has reached the pinnacle!

—— "Bai Bujin's Star Chaser Diary"