God's Domain Flying Snow

Chapter 11
"Are you against the Buddha? It matches that brat's temperament very well." I really don't know who inherited that arrogant appearance. The old lady threw the scimitar into the deep part of the stove as she said, and saw the flying snow Somewhat surprised.

"Girl, I'm counting on you to accompany that brat from now on." The old lady said as she patted Feixue's head, and then heard a loud bang, and the scimitar in the stove didn't know what happened .

"Girl, look carefully, this is the knife named by you, Ni Buddha." The old lady's face turned cold when she said that, the wind was strong in the room for a moment, and the blowing snow couldn't stop backing to the door, and then stared at it. The old lady clasped her palms together, and the moment she slowly pulled them apart, light like lightning and flint flowed between her palms.

A ball of liquid slowly floated up from the stove, and with the beating of the flames, dazzling light flowed out.The old lady strode deeply, and her originally rich body suddenly became muscular. Pulling her hands back and forth, she forcefully pulled the liquid in the stove out of shape, and the low air pressure in the room made Feixue almost unable to breathe. In a fit of anger, he could only squint his eyes and stare blankly at the prototype of the knife emerging from the stove.

The air pressure in the inner room was so overwhelming that even the old man who was hiding in the hut couldn't help but open a crack in the door to look out, but in the end he met Si Shen's gaze, and he snorted coldly with an ugly face, and slammed the door shut Si Shen, who was watching, also snorted coldly.

That night, the old man hid in the hut and never took a step out. Si Shen closed his eyes and sat quietly in the room, which was rare.And Feixue stood behind the old lady, staring intently at a peerless weapon, as if it had exhausted the old lady's energy all her life, and it was born.

Tempering, casting, polishing... The old lady looked at the scimitar in front of her, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional. How long has it been? The brat went out for three years, and he came back a few times because of the weapon in his hand, but he complained about the knife. The name is all, from now on, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back!

The face of the knife reflected the old lady's rather amused face, and similarly, Feixue's thoughtful expression was also reflected.

"Girl, it's a good knife!" The old lady waved the knife lightly, and the stove next to it was destroyed immediately, and Feixue raised her head in confusion.

"In the future, there will be no chance to use it again." At the request of that stinky boy, she came out of the mountain again after washing her hands in a golden basin. Now, there are no descendants after the Ni Buddha came out, so the stove can no longer be used.

As the old lady spoke, she turned her head to look at Feixue, but Feixue's eyes were focused on the knife that was still spotless after destroying a stove, and the old lady smiled lightly as she watched.

"Girl, do you know what a weapon is?" The old lady looked into Feixue's clear eyes, and ruthlessly inserted the knife into the ground.

"Do you know? Then do you know what is the last process for a weapon to be released?" The old lady looked at Feixue who was nodding slightly, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Girl, it seems that brat has found a treasure!" The old lady finally stopped laughing, looked at Feixue and waved.

"Girl, this knife is named after you. Today, let it recognize the owner. I don't worry if it's just a brat!" fleeting.

(End of this chapter)