Let's go to the kitchen for a meal.
He then returned to his own courtyard to study weapon crafting.
Gingerbread's mind was filled with the essential principles of weapon crafting that the Heavenly Ancestor had taught her.
She gained the most from this trip to the Heavenly Realm.
I really want to use the best materials I obtained from the secret realm to forge a sword tassel pendant for my senior sister.
But I'm also afraid of being seen and suspected.
After picking and choosing, Gingerbread took out a piece of flowing light stone.
Although the flowing light stone is quite valuable, it is also sold by Wanbaolou and chambers of commerce in various regions.
Using this as a material won't be too conspicuous.
Gingerbread was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control the fire in his palm and would burn down his own yard.
They went to the stone chamber halfway up the mountain to refine weapons.
It was surrounded by rocks on all four sides.
Even if a fire breaks out, there will be no loss of property.
She had just sat down cross-legged and was rubbing her hands together, preparing to summon the palm fire according to the weapon-refining manual.
Burning extinction appeared before them, "Wait—"
"Bang!"
He didn't utter the word "slow".
A burst of fire emerged from the palm of the gingerbread pancake.
The flame was brief, yet the energy exploded.
It's like a small bomb.
In the blink of an eye, Fenjue retreated five feet away and saw that Gingerbread's little face was blackened by smoke.
He suppressed a laugh and reminded her, "Wait a minute, what's the rush?"
“Cough cough cough——”
A puff of white smoke came out of Gingerbread's mouth.
Her entire face was charred black.
"hey-hey……"
He grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"I never imagined that my palm fire, from a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, could be so powerful."
Upon hearing this...
He turned away, burning everything.
His shoulders trembled slightly, and a low laugh escaped his lips.
"Stop laughing at me."
Gingerbread took out a handkerchief to wipe her face, and as she wiped, she thought about what would happen if it exploded again later.
That would be a waste of time and effort.
Then he put the handkerchief away.
"Teach me how to control the fire in my palm."
Fen Jue held back his laughter for a long time before finally suppressing it.
When I turned around, I saw that Gingerbread's hair was singed and his little face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He pursed his lips, then inexplicably burst into laughter again.
"..." Gingerbread glared at him. "I despise you. Your sense of humor is so low!"
Smile, smile, smile.
They don't do anything productive, all they do is laugh at her.
“Okay, cough—” Fen Jue cleared his throat and said seriously, “Palm fire is different from fingertip fire. Fingertip fire is used for lighting, so it doesn’t need to be too powerful.”
"Weapon refiners all use palm fire to refine weapons. You must infuse your spiritual power into the palm fire in small amounts and multiple times. You must not be impatient, or the consequence of being impatient will be—"
Fen Jue pointed to his cheek.
The gingerbread biscuit chuckled twice, "I get it."
Her clear, black and white eyes were focused intently on her palm.
First, he activated his own fire elemental root, and a flame the size of the fire at his fingertips shot out from his palm.
Then feel the spiritual energy flow from your arm to your palm and slowly infuse it into the flames.
The fire gradually grew bigger.
Fen Jue, observing her condition, said calmly, "Try to redirect your spiritual energy and reduce the fire."
Following the instructions of the Burning Annihilation Cult, Gingerbread attempted to reclaim the spiritual energy from the flames.
It wasn't as difficult as I imagined.
The experiment was conducted twice.
The heat can be adjusted flexibly using gingerbread.
She exclaimed with delight, "Can we start refining weapons now?"
Fen Jue was once again amazed by her ability to control spirits, but his face remained expressionless.
I'm afraid she'll become too proud.
"Hmm, what kind of form do you want to refine it into?"
"I want to forge dice, but the difference between them and ordinary dice is that each face of the dice I want to forge will have six dots."
"Why is that?" Fen Jue found it quite interesting.
"If Senior Sister encounters something unpleasant or needs to make a decision, she can take out the dice. If it's a six, she can do what she thinks."
Sometimes, people just need a push!
She went to great lengths for the sake of her sect members.
Liu Zheng is a man of decent talent, but he is also rigid and strict, and he strictly adheres to the clan rules and regulations.
Indeed, following the rules often means going against one's own will.
The gift the little guy gave her was truly wonderful.
"You seem to care quite a bit about them." Fen Jue's phoenix eyes were dark, and his smile appeared faint.
"Of course!" Gingerbread carefully placed the luminous stone on it. "Master, senior sisters, and senior brothers are so good to me. Although my second and third senior brothers have extraordinary statuses, their kindness to me is genuine!"
"I will be good to those who are good to me."
"I don't want to make things too complicated."
Burning away, he was lost in memories.
I first met her in the Sword Tomb.
Gingerbread was killed by the demon. Before he died, he wasn't very sad. He seemed to have cursed the demon as "old man."
He has resided in her sea of consciousness since they became a bond.
No matter how dangerous the situation, she would try to solve it if she could, and if she couldn't, she would just give up.
She is the type of person who doesn't overthink things.
"The joy you experience every day."
A smile played on Fen Jue's lips.
Gingerbread focused intently on controlling the flames in her palm to scorch the Flowing Light Stone, and only when she had a spare moment did she reply to Burning Extinction.
"Don't ask, the answer is..."
She turned the shimmering stone over and laughed carefree, "If you ask me, it's like saying if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. I'll just live my life and be happy as long as I have enough to eat every day."
Gingerbread didn't know that when it said that.
In the near future.
She's the kind of tall person who needs to reach for the sky.
"Turn off the fire," Burning Blade Friendship reminded.
"......"
"This one is ruined, replace it with the next one."
"oh--"
Gingerbread discarded the broken luminous stone.
He took out another piece and continued burning it.
The next few days.
She goes to the stone chamber to refine weapons for three hours every day.
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