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The next day, Ding Yi woke up.

Today is still Sunday, but he is not used to sleeping lazy, and when he woke up, Tang Xuan was not around, and looked up at the time, it was only six o'clock in the morning.

He put on a suit and walked out of the room, Tang Xuan in the kitchen was busy sweating.

Porridge, fried eggs, and fried shredded pork with green peppers, and two slices of bread were baked on a bread machine next to it.

Looking back and seeing Ding Yi walking in, Tang Xuan smiled lightly: "Eat porridge or milk?"

She is like a gentle wife, and carefully prepares two kinds of breakfast for Ding Yi, both Chinese and Western.

Ding Yi looked at her, Tang Xuan, who had just gotten up, put on a robe and pajamas, and she didn't wear anything except underwear, because she had been busy for a long time, her little face was flushed, and she was panting slightly.

What a mature and lovely gentle young woman.

Ding Yi was moved to see it, and blurted out: "Is it okay to eat you?"

brush, Tang Xuan's face turned even redder.

Ding Yi walked over, suddenly turned her body around roughly, and pressed her the kitchen counter.

His movements were very rough, and it could even be said that Tang Xuan was in pain.

But Tang Xuan seemed to be enjoying it, her eyes closed, and her face was full of intoxication.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, Ding Yi finished breakfast, and took the time to sweep Jiang Rong, the dead girl had too much wine yesterday, and she was still sleeping, just like a pig.

After saying hello to Tang Xuan, Ding Yi wiped his mouth after eating and walked away.

He was going to a place called Dongning Iron and Steel Plant today.

Dong Ninh Province is not a major steel-producing province, so the scale of steel plants is also average, with an annual output of about 100,000 tons.

When Ding Yi arrived at the steel plant, it was nine o'clock in the morning, and the factory did not work all the time today, and the economy may be sluggish, and several electric furnaces were only half open.

After entering the workshop, the hot air came to the face, as if entering a steamer, and there was hot steam everywhere, which was the place where the molten iron furnace came out.

Before Ding Yi came in, his mind swept over, and today the factory was working here, and the molten iron with a high temperature of more than 1,000 degrees flowed out of the stove in an orderly manner like a red dragon.

The workers are far away, and no one dares to approach easily.

The reddish molten iron, like the magma of a volcanic eruption, looks very slow and powerful.

"Hey, who are you, stay away. When a worker saw Ding Yi so close to the molten iron, he immediately shouted loudly.

Ding Yi walked over and asked in a deep voice, "How many people are here?"

He had just changed into a suit and came out, wearing a more mature outfit, plus there was steam and heat flowing everywhere, the man was wearing a hat and glasses, looking at Ding Yi's imposing tone, he thought it was a factory leader, and hurriedly said: "Five, there are still people over there." As he spoke, he pointed to a stove in the distance.

Ding Yi snorted and continued to walk back to the molten iron.

The worker didn't dare to snort this time, and after thinking about it, he simply turned around and left here, when he didn't see it.

Finding that the worker had left here, Ding Yi hurriedly took a few steps forward.

Whew, at this time, he was less than a meter away from the flowing water platform, and the high temperature of more than 1,000 degrees of molten iron was coming.

In just an instant, he was covered in sweat and his face was flushed.

It's hot, it's really hot, and this kind of heat is scorching, not ordinary heat, like a needle sword, which makes people faintly painful.

He took a deep breath, and a text quickly swirled in his mind: "The day of the Taizhi, the flames are full and seize the yin, the sword of the sky, the edge kills and kills, the sun is deep, its flames are red, the heaven and the earth change into a fight, and the yin and yang are reasonable and infinite---"

This was the first magical skill he could learn after possessing a hundred immortal qi, the 'Scorching Sun Hanging Sword'.

This supernatural power is called the scorching sun hanging in the sky, as the name suggests, in Ye Xuantian's world, to learn this supernatural power, you have to face the sun, the land of extreme rigidity.

The closer and fiercer you are to the sun or the fire, the faster you learn.

It is impossible for Ding Yi to fly into the sky now and approach the sun, so he can only find the place where the yang fire is heaviest.

Come to think of it, there is only this place in the whole Dongning.

As his supernatural powers worked, cooing, the surging molten iron suddenly boiled, if the work just now was still on the side, at this moment, he would see those molten iron jumping up one after another, and even wanting to get close to Ding Yi.

At the same time, a fiery red aura in the void that could not be seen by ordinary people with the naked eye, swished, flew out of the endless molten iron and flew towards Ding Yi's body.

This is called the 'Fire Yuan Essence', which is the essence of the flames, and it is also the basis for Ding Yi to practice the 'Scorching Sun Hanging Sword'.

The higher the temperature of the fire, the purer and more fire essence there is.

Ding Yi tried it before, ordinary lighters couldn't absorb a trace of fire essence with a hundred lights, but now when he found this molten iron of thousands of degrees, it immediately worked.

His divine mind locked on this Fire Yuan Essence, and the Fire Yuan Essence was like a puff of red smoke, slowly flying towards Ding Yi, at the moment it entered his body.

hiss, his whole body trembled, and he felt a fiery burning heat inside his body, but the next moment, a feeling of comfort spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head,

It's like eating the most delicious food in the world.

"Whew" Ding Yi took a deep breath, comfortable, really comfortable.

He suddenly thought of the ghosts played in movies and television, people worship their ancestors with incense, and the ghosts absorb the incense, as if they have eaten something, they will be full.

He is almost like a ghost now, and absorbing this fire essence is like eating, his spirit has doubled, and his strength has also increased greatly.

Is this the cultivation of the Xuanmen world? Ding Yi was extremely excited, and finally found the direction of his cultivation.

Come on, Huo Yuanjing, Ding Yi approached again, his body almost leaning on the molten iron.

Pounce, pounce, pounce, the molten iron jumped more intensely, and a large number of fire essence was sensed by Ding Yi's 'Scorching Sun Hanging Sword', surging out of the molten iron and flying towards Ding Yi.

Ding Yi is like an evil ghost, eating a lot, and the fire essence in his body is gathering more and more, and he doesn't know how long it has been.

Zheng, suddenly a long sword burst out of the sky in his mind, as if it was conjured out of thin air.

Sword?

Ding Yi was in the dantian and saw a long sword the size of a finger.

This sword, with flames all over its body, condensed like molten iron, emitted a lot of heat.

Ding Yi was surprised, delighted, and suspicious.

"Hey, what are you doing? Someone screamed behind him.

Someone came, Ding Yi was practicing, but he didn't expect someone to see it, so he had to retreat.

After taking a few steps back, two people ran over.

"Who are you, what are you doing?"

"Are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm looking for your factory director to talk about business. Ding Yi said with a smile.

"Why don't you go to the factory director's office, what are you doing here?" the two skeptical.

However, in a small steel factory like them, there are no secrets and nothing to steal, so naturally I can't imagine what Ding Yi will do.

"He said that he had gone down to the workshop, and I searched for a long time. Ding Yi shook his head: "I'll go over there and look for it." ”

The two looked at Ding Yi suspiciously, feeling that Ding Yi was wrong, and they couldn't find a reason, so they could only watch Ding Yi leave.

"Xu Ke, Xu Ke--" Someone ran over in the distance, looking very panicked.

"What's the matter?"

"The temperature of the molten iron is wrong, it was more than 1,900 degrees when it came out of the oven, and it suddenly dropped to 1,000 degrees just now, and it is still falling, so it is useless, and it has to be returned to the furnace again." ”

"How is it possible? Could it be that there is a problem with the temperature measurement? How can it drop so quickly?"

"I don't know, you can go and see. ”

Several people left in a hurry.

Ding Yi hurriedly swept his thoughts, and the temperature of the molten iron just now had really dropped to the limit, far less than the heat before Ding Yi absorbed it.

In other words, the molten iron is completely useless and needs to be re-boiled.

Ah, I'm sorry, Ding Yi can only apologize.

There was no way, the fire essence in it was absorbed by him, and the natural temperature kept dropping.

When he walked out of the workshop, he looked at his phone, he had been in for about ten minutes, except for some time, it was estimated that the time he had actually practiced by the molten iron just now would not exceed five minutes.

Judging from his performance just now, that furnace of molten iron may be completely lost in seven or eight minutes at most, and it is possible to directly turn back into iron at that time.

And his Scorching Sun Hanging Sword seems to have been practiced, but I don't know how powerful it is?

Ding Yi didn't say a word, and walked around the steel factory.

The main steel mills are larger, and it is a weekend, so there are fewer people.

Soon Ding Yi found a place.

This is a place where cooling slag is piled up, an open-air square, and there is no one within 100 meters.

"Sun Hanging Sword"

Ding Yi's immortal qi was running, his mind moved slightly, he raised his fingers and touched it gently.

Shen Nian clearly saw that the short sword in his body appeared on his finger with a swish, and then brushed, and a small sun the size of a palm suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

It was like a small version of the sun, which had shrunk countless times, shining brightly in front of him.

Bang, a flash of light disappeared within ten meters of Fang Yuan.

"I'm grass. Ding Yi suddenly felt that the immortal qi in his body was surging wildly, and at least ten immortal qi disappeared in an instant.

Then he looked down and saw that his clothes and shoes had turned to ashes in an instant, and all weeds and wood within ten meters had almost completely turned into ashes.

There was only a pile of slag, although it did not turn into ashes, but under the power of this sword, all the slag within ten meters turned into a liquid state.