Chapter 74: Steelmaking Furnace, This Is Stable!
"Eh, you're right, I'm just tired of it. Do you think I was really captured by Gao Tianxiang? No, I just cooperated with him. ”
Bai Bai Ling shrugged and smiled, "So let's not beat around the bush, what method you want to use to kill me directly, no matter what method I will do my best to cooperate with you." ”
The sword slave's face showed a hint of surprise.
Every student who was punished and came here has always been very afraid, for fear that he would accidentally kill him, this kid is a little interesting, not only did not have the slightest flattery and pleading, but took the initiative to ask himself to kill him quickly,.
Since he is so crazy, he is also happy to save trouble.
"Follow me. ”
The sword slave's expressionless face was three points more obviously excited.
"No, no, you have the strength of the Eight-Star Yellow Realm, just kill me with a sword, I won't go in, otherwise it's very troublesome to wash the floor with blood splashes, and you can take water to flush it at the door of death, which saves more trouble." "Bai Bai Ling can't wait.
"I don't like to kill. The sword slave said strangely, the first time I saw someone who was going to die and was so happy to consider whether others were troublesome.
What does it mean when I rub this?
Bai Bai Ling stopped doing it when he heard this.
"So you mean you don't want to kill me? Then I--mom are here talking nonsense to you for a long time, you don't think I'm really here to work for you, do you?"
"I don't like to kill, but recently I just need to use people to forge swords, and it just so happens that you want to die, isn't it a result for me to use to forge swords!?"
"Yes, yes, this can be!" The excitement on Bai Ling's face came alive again, it is common for a living person to forge a sword to increase the evil or spiritual nature of the sword, as long as he can die, he is not picky about how to die.
"Then come with me. ”
"How do you want to refine me, how do you need me to cooperate?" Bai Bai Ling couldn't wait to follow.
"You're excited. The sword slave looked back at him strangely.
"Of course, I've had such a wish for so many years, and now I have the opportunity to fulfill my wish, do you say I'm excited. ”
The strangeness on the sword slave's face became even more obvious.
His only wish at a young age was to die, and it was the first time he had seen such a strange child.
However, he doesn't have much curiosity about everything except forging swords, he wants to die if he wants to, and it's rare for someone to take the initiative to be used by him to forge swords.
The sword slave stopped in front of the large boiler in the middle.
"I'll have to put some other ingredients in it before I throw you in, so wait patiently. ”
During the day, Ling was too cooperative, and the sword slave was embarrassed to instruct him to work, so he personally carried three large baskets of sword-casting materials and climbed onto the cauldron above the sword furnace, opened the lid of the pot, and the heat mixed with the powerful vitality rushed straight to the roof, and the thick iron sheet of the roof was burned dark red.
The sword slave poured the materials of the three baskets into it, and a stronger vitality erupted in the cauldron, bursts of red light shone at the mouth of the pot, and quickly covered the pot, and the sword slave jumped down and poured the three baskets on his back.
Ten times up and down, a full thirty baskets of materials were poured in before stopping.
"When the genius treasure inside is completely melted, I can throw you in. The sword slave stared at Bai Tianling, wanting to see the fear on his face, and to his surprise, not only was his face not afraid, but more excited than just now.
"Dark iron ore essence, red jade crystal, dragon blood corundum, are you forging a spirit-level weapon?" "Damn, damn it, a sword furnace forging a spirit-level weapon can definitely easily refine yourself into a handful of scum."
Bai Bai Ling was really excited.
This pot looks so cute, it looks like its own coffin.
Yuanshen, Yuanshen, Lao Tzu sees how you protect me this time, you will be wiped out with me, hahahaha.
"I didn't expect you to know how to forge swords at such a young age. The sword slave was slightly surprised.
"I know a little bit about one or two, and I know a little bit about one or two. Bai Bai Ling smiled modestly, in fact, I really wanted to say that when Lao Tzu played sword casting, your ancestors had not been born for 1,800 generations.
But if you die, you will die, so it won't hit his self-confidence, and he has always been very good to good people who can kill him.
The sword slave didn't take it seriously, anyway, he was going to die, so he didn't care if he understood it or not.
"To be able to die in this pot of heaven and earth, I hope that you can be reincarnated as a powerful martial artist in your next life. ”
"No, leave this opportunity to yourself. "Lao Tzu just wants to die, who the fuck wants to be reincarnated, and reincarnated as a powerful warrior, aren't you damn a curse on me!?
The sword slave didn't want to guess what was going on in his heart, so he picked up a big shovel and shoveled into the sword furnace with the finest fire crystals, and the orange flame was close to gold and burned violently.
After about half an hour, he climbed on the top of the pot, lifted the lid of the pot and looked at it, and the material he poured in had completely melted, and it was perfectly integrated with the previous material.
"Don't you want to die, come up. The sword slave looked at Bai Ling from above, but he was curious if he dared to really jump into this pot of hot iron.
"Finally it was my turn. During the day, Ling couldn't wait to climb into the boiler and endured the huge heat probe to look inside.
All the heavenly treasures were smelted into a pot of molten iron in the boiler, and the thick red molten iron was bubbling and bubbling, and the terrible heat seemed to be able to annihilate everything.
During the day, Ling Xia grabbed a handful of dark iron ore essence and threw it in, and it was melted into molten iron between two breaths, and the energy contained in it was also fused into the molten iron.
It's so strong!
Bai Tianling's face turned from excitement to excitement, and before he went in, he felt that this 100 was stable.
"Do you dare to go down? If you don't dare, there is no way back. The sword slave was expressionless, and as soon as he took a step back, he kicked him down.
"Don't dare? hahaha, I hope I can help you refine a good sword. Bai Bai Ling rubbed his hands, took a breath of hot air with excitement on his face, kicked lightly under his feet, turned in the air for three and a half weeks, and jumped into the boiler with his head down.
Death, you can't fucking run away this time, right!?hahaha!
The moment he entered the water, Bai Tianling's body suddenly erupted with a burst of dazzling white light, and was immediately submerged in the hot molten iron.
"This kid actually has such a strong strength!"
The sword slave was still surprised just now that this kid really jumped without hesitation, and the next second he was shocked by the power on his body, and vaguely felt that this was a kind of power beyond the Yuan Force, mysterious and strong.
Shock flashed in his eyes, and the next second he was replaced by excitement, such a powerful power can't be wasted, if it can be fused with this pot of heavenly and earthly treasures, maybe it can create a world-class spirit-level divine sword.
Covered the lid of the pot and jumped down, the sword slave picked up the big shovel and kept adding the best fire crystals to the ground, the flames under it completely turned golden, and the temperature also increased rapidly, and the entire Sword Casting Pavilion was twisted in the heat wave.