The two of them left their luggage on the floor in the room.

"Whew......" Mo Xing shook his head and sighed, "I'm tired to death...... What the hell is it, Daddy?"

Mo Kongchen didn't respond immediately, but walked around the wall. The iron-making furnace was in the middle of the room, and the ingots had been prepared in advance, neatly stacked on the side. Mo Kongchen circled three times in a row, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Boy, I'm going to start refining the weapon next. Mo Kongchen said, "On this way, unless someone outside is disturbing me with bad intentions, you should not say anything to me, and I will not answer any questions if I do." Did you hear me clearly?"

"Listen--clear-chu-it-"

"Okay! So here I go. ”

Mo Kongchen casually spread the empty furoshiki on the ground and sat on it as a cushion. After taking three long breaths, Mo Kongchen stood up, pressed his palms on the stove, and his whole body was full of true qi.

The liquid-like True Qi quickly enveloped the smelting furnace, but the ink dust did not stop, but allowed the True Qi to completely invade every part of the dark gray furnace.

Mo Xing thought to himself: "As soon as the true qi is withdrawn like this, won't the furnace be destroyed?"

As soon as Mo Kongchen raised his hand, the wrapping paper outside the luggage that had been thrown on the ground was unwrapped one after another. Red, green, yellow, blue, metallic, woody, stony, crystalline, gelatinous, regular in size, broken in shape, all displayed in front of Moxing's eyes. The only thing they have in common is that they have stable and powerful energy fluctuations.

"These ...... It's all good!" Mo Xing was taken aback, "Are these all collected by Daddy in his early years?"

Mo Kongchen then took out a soft white ball the size of a skull from his sleeve and threw it into the hearth. The majestic flame came out, and the furnace quickly heated up.

In the split second before the ball was thrown in, Mo Xing saw a familiar sword mark on it.

"That's ...... The power core of the double puppet...... That kind of treasure is made of ordinary wood shell, and sure enough, the baby made a garbage ...... No, it's better to use garbage to cover up the existence of the baby. ”

A crimson crystal with a golden crack fell into the palm of Mo Kongchen's palm, and was quickly rubbed by Mo Kongchen with both hands, and instantly became a uniform golden powder spread on the table.

Then, Mo Kongchen grabbed an iron ingot, and with a surge of true qi in his hand, he became a sword embryo. The ink dust rolled shallowly in the golden powder on the platform, and the entire sword embryo instantly turned red.

The brick house was airtight, and the exhaust port had also been blocked by Mo Kongchen with real qi, and Mo Xing stood aside, sweating profusely.

At some point, the quenching tank on the side was already filled with water—no, not water, but a liquid-like ink-colored true qi, and a faint layer of cold air floated on the liquid surface.

Mo Kongchen wrapped the sword embryo with the true qi in his hand and threw it into the quenching groove with his backhand. The sword embryo cooled down instantly, and was suddenly pushed up by the true qi liquid. Roll again, quench again, repeat this five times, and the sword embryo has shrunk by a circle.

Mo Xing keenly discovered that his father's true qi compressed the entire sword embryo extremely strongly the moment before throwing the sword embryo into the quenching tank, which replaced the step of beating and removing impurities.

Finally, Mo Kongchen cut a trace of blood-red gum, and this filament of gelatin immediately attached to the blades on both sides along with the true qi. A reddish water-patterned sword was born.

Mo Kongchen inserted the refined long sword into the scabbard, set it aside, and then clenched his fist twice repeatedly.

"Okay-" Mo Kongchen whispered, "There is no regression in technology. So then, get down to business!"

"Surprised!" Mo Xing was taken aback, "Is it just a warm-up to make such a sharp sword?"

"Red Spirit Copper, Blue Devil Copper, Resonance Stone Powder...... Black Star Rust, Snake Crystal Nucleus, Snake Crystal Nucleus...... Extraterrestrial meteoric iron, hard mercury, melted spirit powder......"

Mo Kongchen's true qi agitated in his hands, and a pair of hammers were formed.

"Jingle Bell—"

Beating, melting, quenching, extraction, smearing...... The forging of ink dust has become a wonderful art, but Mo Xing is completely incomprehensible.

Mo Kongchen suddenly grabbed Mo Xing's wrist beside him and pulled him over, and at the same time, Nunu said: "Two hands, press on that platform." ”

"Ahh

"Hold it down!" said Mo Kongchen, "Next-"

Mo Xing was shocked, because a powerful attraction firmly attached his hand to the platform, and the true qi in his body continued to forcibly pour into the platform, and the circulation of true qi became thin in an instant. The crescent moon in Moxing's right eye immediately appeared, but then began to atrophy.

The true qi that Mo Xing extracted was controlled by Mo Kongchen, and it was constantly poured into the forging embryo that had not yet taken shape in front of Mo Kongchen.

"Crackling—"

Suddenly, the Moxing True Qi that mixed into the table turned out to be tiny thunderbolts, and the forging embryo that was about to take shape actually began to vibrate, and it seemed that it was about to lose its original shape.

Mo Kongchen gritted his teeth, his palms opened, his fingers curled slightly, and the ink-colored true qi formed a small cloud of dark clouds, slowly wrapping the forging embryo.

"Zizi-" The inside of the black cloud ball was constantly discharging, and the forging embryo was only the last step away from forming, but this step seemed to be out of reach when the lightning was constantly churning and interfering with the soul power of Mo Kongchen.

"Drink—"

Mo Kongchen desperately released his soul power, and the spherical dark cloud began to rapidly deform, turning into a flat cylinder.

Mo Xing gradually began to lose his strength, the crescent moon on his face had disappeared, his face was pale, and his teeth trembled. But he didn't dare to move, for fear of affecting his father's engrossed refining.

I don't know how long it took, but the dark clouds that had condensed the true qi began to thin out and turn into mist.

Mo Kongchen took out a diamond from his sleeve, golden green, blooming with a strange luster. With a pinch of his fingers, the diamond cracked a gap, and a drop of dark green liquid was forced out and dripped into the mist. The diamond lost its luster in an instant and quickly turned to powder.

Somehow, Mo Xing felt that his strength seemed to have recovered, and with strength, he looked at the work in Mo Kongchen's hand.

My father didn't know when he had finished refining, and when he saw Mo Xing come back to his senses, he casually threw the things in his hand at Mo Xing. And then. ”

"Hey...... "As soon as Mo Xing caught it, he squatted on the ground with his buttocks.

"What is this? so heavy!" Mo Xing then fixed his eyes and carefully examined the treasure that his father had refined.

It turned out to be a six-tooth gear.

About half the size of a palm, it looks like the whole body is gray, except for the shape standard, there is no beauty at all, at first glance it seems to be carved from stone, but the feel is warm and smooth, and there is no trace of deviation.

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