Entering the "furnace", Huang Xiaodou only felt the surging heat wave coming to his face, followed by the jingling of gold and stones, and the sound of noisy chanting spells penetrated into his ears without greeting!

The colorful light in front of him was even more colorful and dazzling, Huang Xiaodou covered his ears and didn't care about his eyes, and saw more than a dozen people standing in front, under the bright red light, each black shadow looked thin and not human-like.

They raised their hands and held something in their hands, blue, white, red, purple, green, blue, pink, yellow...... All kinds of colors or air currents or light, if more professional should be mana, from the object in their hands, slowly drifted into the fiery red mouth that was as red as a lion's head!

Feishuang was accustomed to pulling Huang Xiaodou around behind those people, looking at this grand scene from the side.

"That ghost fire lion head is the supreme treasure 'furnace' of refining Chifeng. Feishuang raised his chin, looking accustomed to it, "It's also a fire beast soul."

Without waiting for the stupid Huang Xiaodou to finish paying his respects, Feishuang carried him inside.

Along the way, there were many male disciples who went into battle shirtless, and two of them were particularly strong and pounded on a large piece of burnt red utensils, and the sledgehammer was not as small as Huang Xiaodou imagined, each of them was longer than an arm, and thicker than his arms!

He looked down at his arms and legs, although they were not thin, but compared with those two majestic men, they were really compared to chopsticks and elephant legs!

Feishuang looked at his appearance, and guessed his thoughts, and couldn't help but laugh again, "My stupid junior brother, if you refine weapons, unless there is someone who knows the puppet way, someone needs to do it! Of course, if you can use the puppet way, you must also have a suitable power-type puppet!"

Feishuang paused, and said: "However, some people with superior mana can also use spells instead of brute force to cast the shape of the weapon, and the things made are more perfect than the shape of the magic weapon chiseled by strength, and the carving is more detailed, but it is often not as sharp and durable as the one that has been tempered for thousands of years, and it will disturb the uniformity of the material in the magic weapon because of the five elements of the magic itself." ”

Huang Xiaodou had a teachable face and nodded admiringly.

The corners of Feishuang's mouth unconsciously rose a little higher, and she continued to take him inside.

Raw material warehouse.

But some of the ones on the door are not so straightforward, but they read: "Refining 100 catties a day".

On the other side of the door is written: "Diligence can make up for clumsiness". Feishuang said that it was a half-finished warehouse.

After entering the raw material warehouse, Feishuang first tested Huang Xiaodou's basic knowledge and found that he was really basic.

Feishuang took out a bunch of high-end materials, even the best materials, and a few rare materials, and pointed them out to Huang Xiaodou one by one, so that he would memorize these materials without learning anything else today, and memorize their properties.

Memorizing things is not difficult for Huang Xiaodou, a test candidate, to remember much faster than ordinary people, but it is not up to the level of forgetting.

After that, he lived the days of "no sun and moon in the furnace".

It took Huang Xiaodou more than ten days to learn about the raw materials. Feishuang was stunned to divide the materials of a library into three, six, nine and so on. The lowest level is so that Huang Xiaodou can probably demerit.

Next, I started to learn casters.

There are five steps in sword casting: modeling, dispensing, smelting, casting, and post-casting processing.

Huang Xiaodou summed it up by himself, that is:

First, first design the appearance of the sword, knead a prototype with clay, shape it many times after drying, and set it aside, and at this time you must choose the right material;

Second, the refiner should decide the material ratio according to the compatibility and compatibility or conflict of the materials he has mastered, as well as the characteristics of the magic weapon he wants to make;

Third, the smelting step is to put the metal and various raw materials into the high-temperature furnace for smelting, melt different casting materials, and at the same time remove impurities to make the alloy pure.

Fourth, casting is to pour the smelted and mature metal liquid into the finished shape, and wait until the liquid cools, so as to obtain the primary blank;

Fifth, the next step is more elaborate forging, engraving, decoration, and edge grinding.

Huang Xiaodou worked very hard, as if this was an experiment in physical chemistry, oh, by the way, he took all the art classes, physical education classes, and labor skills classes.

What is more depressing is that he has always felt hungry, no matter how much he eats, he will soon be hungry again, and only when the caster is cast to forget himself, will he forget for a while. In addition, his leg hurts from time to time, even if he forgets this, he will involuntarily collapse to the ground, but fortunately, there is Feishuang on the side to cast mana on his leg from time to time.

Huang Xiaodou would ask Feishuang every time he reached a stage: "Senior brother, has Chu Xin gone down to Hewei Peak?"

Although Feishuang shook her head every time, Huang Xiaodou would continue to work in her hands, while chanting or thinking: "Time is running out, time is running out, if she doesn't finish casting, she will come back!"

Finally one day, when Feishuang asked Huang Xiaodou if Chu Xin had gone down to Hewei Peak, he couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want to give her a sword so much?

Huang Xiaodou was stunned for a moment, and thought about the appearance of Xunshuang for a while, but it was very vague. This name is familiar and unfamiliar, which bothers him very much for a while.

And Chu Xin, who has been haunting in his heart, has gradually become clearer and clearer from a shadow at the beginning.

Chu Xin Chu Xin, clear heart.

After Huang Xiaodou's eyes flickered for a moment, he became clear, lowered his head and continued to carve the sword blanks in his hand, and replied softly to Feishuang: "I came to give Chu Xin a sword, as for looking for Senior Brother Shuang...... Wait until I play better, and then send him!"

In this way, Flying Frost stopped asking.

Throwing away the line drawings of the sword body design, as well as the invalidation and burning costs, and then the various materials that could not be blended together, Huang Xiaodou didn't dare to calculate that it took him a few days to learn the basics, and he could finally officially cast the sword!

The first sword, the model is still not burned, there is an obvious broken line on the sword body, after several polishing, before the broken line is smoothed, the sword is broken first;

The second sword, after cooling down, Feishuang "inadvertently" touched it, landed and broke it together with the system;

The third sword, the sword body was cast, the two edges were asymmetrical, and when I looked back, I found that I had been deformed when I burned the fan;

Fourth, fifth, sword......

Later, Huang Xiaodou couldn't remember the first handful, and he still failed!

He sat on his knees, covering his face and curled up, not knowing how many times he felt that he was already at the limit.

Feishuang asked on the side, "Now, do you want to give up?"

Huang Xiaodou raised his head and asked the sentence again: "Chu Xin, have you descended to Hewei Peak?"

Feishuang looked at him, seemed to think about it, and then said, "No." ”

Huang Xiaodou looked up at him, and saw that his expression was natural, not like a fake, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll continue to practice! Senior Brother Feishuang, you don't need to accompany me." When Chu Xin comes down from Hewei Peak, you can just inform me. ”

Feishuang looked at his tired but still persistent gaze, nodded, and said, "Okay." After saying that, he clasped his hands and chanted the incantation, and a few strands of golden light leaped out of his hand, forming golden pills, and rolling down into the small box that Feishuang had conjured out of nowhere.

He buckled the box, handed it to Huang Xiaodou and said, "Take one pill when your leg hurts." Waiting for Huang Xiaodou to catch the box, he took out another book, which was a nameless sword book.

"This sword book has been with me for many years, it is not for the enemy, but for an ornamental sword dance. It's useless for someone who kills with a sword, but you can use it to see if a sword is right for weight, and maybe there are other uses, so it's up to you to find out for yourself!"

Without waiting for Huang Xiaodou to thank him, Feishuang said nothing, and turned around and walked out of the furnace.

From this day on, Huang Xiaodou focused more on learning refining tools. Kneading the clay fan over and over again, trying different material ratios, observing the metal liquid refined in the lion furnace, watching the movements of other disciples, learning to polish, carve, temper, polish, and sharpen......

Time seems to stand still, and it seems to fly by. Under Huang Xiaodou's continuous learning and experiments, he finally created a gentleman's sword that satisfied him!

It is about three fingers wide, three feet long, light and slightly tough, a very thin blood-drinking groove on the spine of the sword, the hilt of the sword is engraved with a groove, and the red rope is evenly tied out of a good-looking diamond shape, and six Hanhai pearls are put on, which are just embedded in the diamond-shaped groove that is bundled out.

Huang Xiaodou didn't know how many times he had danced that set of sword scores, and this time he once again got up and waved it in the rare open space.

This sword is light on the size and weight of the flower fan, through splitting, chopping, stabbing, plucking, picking, pulling, teasing, disturbing, scraping under various actions, you can go smoothly, according to Feishuang's teaching, this sword is not high-grade, but it should be considered mid-range.

After Huang Xiaodou's set of sword dances, he still didn't see Feishuang coming, so he wrapped the sword body in his robe, planning to go out to find him, and then went to Chu Xin to give him a sword.

Under the flying charm, he rushed to the ground at high speed, during which his leg hurt again, and after taking the golden pill of flying frost, Huang Xiaodou continued to go up.

The metal dings of refining Chifeng collided and played, and the sound was endless on the ground. But Huang Xiaodou unexpectedly felt cold.

There are many mineral deposits in Chilian Peak, and I heard that it has been dug for more than 100 years, and this peak is probably just an empty shell.

The surface of the land often does not retain rainwater, mosquitoes are visible in the mountains, and vegetation is scarce. The entire peak is almost unobstructed from high to low.

Huang Xiaodou didn't see a single figure.

He walked all the way to Chaoyang Peak. Passing by the big exchange, there are thousands of empty alleys!

He was a little confused, those stalls were quietly placed on the side of the road, the goods were still on the shelves, but there were no merchants and buyers, and even a trace of wind blew stingily.

Huang Xiaodou walked through the long street, and it felt as if the time of the entire Qingshan Gate had frozen.

He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but he kept walking, walking, and walking along the mountain roads to Hewei Peak.

He crossed the morning sun and went back to Sun Peak first. The front hall, the back hall, and the back yard are empty, and the back mountain is more simply a "frosted glass" wall that cannot be passed.

Huang Xiaodou felt a faint ripple in his heart, as if he had found something wrong. But there was always something that seemed to cover up his memories and thoughts, and forcibly smoothed out the ripples.

He mechanically continued walking. Shuhailou stopped, and it was a little quieter than before.

Following the long hatred downward, he felt that his leg hurt, took out the small wooden box, and found that there were only two golden pills given by Feishuang. He didn't dare to delay any longer, and after attaching the flight charm, he couldn't hurt anymore when he flew to his leg, so he stopped and took a pill.

On the small yin peak, I saw thousands of empty houses.

Treading the waves back to the peak, looking at the defeated medicine field from afar, no one cultivates it.

The footsteps naturally ran towards the cloud peak, but a rare sound of the piano was heard here.

Unknown tunes, depressed, gloomy, sad, and ghostly entangled, like three thousand troubles that don't go well, make people sad to listen to.

Huang Xiaodou forgot to find his voice, and it was in the house on the mountainside. If I remember correctly, that area should be the location of the art workshop, the merchant shop, the garment bureau, and the divine inspection bureau.

"Huh?"