Ji Yuan didn't seem to get tired at all, and he kept repeating the cycle.

Punch the talisman used for weapon refining into the surface of the fine steel, and complete the hundreds of refinements and thousands of exercises that others seem to be as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Ever since I climbed the 84,000-foot Mount Sumeru and endured severe pain that was close to peeling off skin and bones.

The inner breath of forging the talisman steel is exhausted, and the fatigue of squeezing the muscles and bones is nothing at all.

“I really can’t believe that there is such a strong body and such an unreasonable understanding in the world.

What's even more terrifying is that they are both in one person!

No wonder Ji Qianhu has become a new member of the East Palace and is highly valued by His Highness the Prince!"

Cheng Liang clicked his tongue in surprise and seemed to understand.

This young Qianhu from Fusi, Beizhen, had no other support.

It’s just that you are always strong, so you have nothing to fear.

The forging lasted for four hours, from sunrise to dusk, thundering like a sea tide, washing over Tenglong Peak.

Ji Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his whole body was almost soaked.

It took five hundred kilograms of fine steel to be refined into fifty kilograms of talisman steel.

I can feel the muscles and bones of Qiu's ribs, almost reaching the limit.

He also stopped and stopped squeezing out his strength.

At the same time as his mind relaxed slightly, within the Huangtian Dao Diagram, the fate of [Seven Stars on Foot] suddenly changed.

The huge bucket handle that divided the four seasons suddenly shot out an invisible starlight.

The dim third life star also floated.

"It's actually a child..."

Ji Yuan glanced at it without revealing any trace, slightly surprised.

Linen robe, bare feet, dry hair, black eyes.

Is it a boy?

Or a girl?
Chapter completed!