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They all know that it is the excess impurities in the burning.

"Put this thing in!"

Jiang Feng handed Elder Ren Kun a strange-looking stone.

"I said you kid, can you refine the weapon! This molding stone should be put in when the weapon is formed, how can you put it in at this time!"

When Elder Ren Kun saw the thing in Jiang Feng's hand, he immediately blew his beard angrily and glared. He didn't care whether the weapon refining was successful or not, if the refining failed, wouldn't his reputation be ruined.

"If I want to put it down, will it be you refining the weapon or my refining weapon!" Jiang Feng's face sank and he reprimanded.

When Zhang Qiaomu saw that Jiang Feng was actually speaking in such a tone, his whole body was shocked, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. I wondered if Jiang Feng knew who he was talking to.

"You ......"

Elder Ren Kun's face turned red, if he wasn't busy controlling the fire, he would have slapped this thing that was neither big nor small.

"Okay, good, good, you refine the weapon! You refine the weapon! It will be smelted into a piece of scrap metal, and I want to see what you do!"

Elder Ren Kun threw the molding stone into the furnace ding, and simply concentrated on refining the weapon, ignoring him.

With the loss of time bit by bit, Elder Ren Kun was also a little exhausted, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Feng, and wanted to say something a few times, but remembering his previous attitude, he gritted his teeth and endured it again.

After a while, the refining tool failed, but I want to see what this kid does!

"Bump!"

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, there was a sudden light tremor in the Ten Thousand Things Ding, and then the Dingli bounced off, and a black iron block the size of an arm fell out of it.

The whole body of the iron is scorched, and the surface is uneven, as if it is crocodile skin, and it is completely irregular. At a glance, you can tell that it is scrap iron after the refining failure.

"Humph!"

Elder Ren Kun saw the black iron on the ground, stopped the flame in his hand, and looked like he had expected it.

"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. Before the weapon is formed, put in the molding stone, and directly let the material be scrapped! It's a pity that the red gold and blue cold iron!"

Seeing that the weapon was scrapped, the anger in Elder Ren Kun's heart suddenly subsided by half.

Secretly happy, just now you asked me to refine according to what you said, but now that the practice is wasted, you can't blame the old man.

"It's really a pity!" Zhang Qiaomu also looked regretful, he thought that Jiang Feng was quite accomplished in alchemy, and he should be all-encompassing in refining.

It turned out that he seemed to be thinking wrong.

Thinking about it, how old Jiang Feng is now, and he is not an omnipotent god, how can he be proficient in everything. Being able to master the way of alchemy is already very rebellious.

"Jiang Feng, don't be too sad...... Huh?"

Zhang Qiaomu just wanted to step forward to appease a few words, but found that Jiang Feng did not have the slightest sadness on his face, but walked to the iron block and picked it up.

Zhang Qiaomu was curious, and he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Boy, don't keep watching! no matter how you look at it, it's a piece of scrap metal!" Elder Ren Kun said with a look of disdain, and said with great certainty.

"I said kid, I've also refined the refining weapon for you, shouldn't you ...... the Ziqing Pill!?I said kid, what are you doing!" Elder Ren Kun suddenly became frightened and looked at Jiang Feng with wide eyes.

Jiang Feng's hands were sealed again, and the flames were blazing, and he continued to refine it in the air.

"Void Refiner!"

Elder Ren Kun couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, how could this kid use this technique!

The sixteen town hall skills of the Alchemist Hall can only be learned by people with the status of elders and above.

He...... Where did he, Jiang Feng, learn this secret technique?

"Good...... It's so skillful to control, I'm afraid even I ......"

Elder Ren Kun's heart seemed to be stirring up a stormy wave, and if he wanted to use this trick refining weapon, first of all, his divine thoughts must be strong.

Heaven and earth are furnaces, and the sun and moon are fires, forging sentient beings.

The lower the cultivation, the greater the divine thoughts needed, Jiang Feng is only capable of cultivation, and he has not even reached the Hug Yuan Realm, so he can perform this kind of stunt.

The two of them just watched quietly.

Jiang Feng's hand was knotted again, and the whole body of the scrap iron was calcined red, but he couldn't feel any aura from the surface.

"Whew......!"

Elder Ren Kun calmed down, and said with a slight reluctance on his lips: "Even if he can refine the Void Weapon, what can he do, it is already a piece of scrap iron, no matter how much he refines, it is impossible to refine it into a weapon!"

"Give me Ning!"

Jiang Feng concentrated, and let out a loud cry from his mouth.

The surrounding air suddenly gathered and contracted, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured into the scrap metal in a steady stream. It was as if a small whirlpool had formed.

"Open it for me!"

Jiang Feng shouted again, his palms turned into claws, and the void grabbed at the scrap metal.

"Bump!"

The scrap iron's whole body suddenly trembled and let out a roar. Then there was a loud bang, and the scrap metal fell directly to the ground, smashing a huge hole into the ground.

"Whew......!"

Jiang Feng let out a sigh, and his whole body strength seemed to be drained in an instant, and he withered.

"Not bad! Not bad! It's just that Elder Ren Kun's firepower is too poor, so he can only refine it like this!" Jiang Feng took out an elixir from his arms and took it, his face looked much better, and he looked at the scrap iron on the ground and nodded repeatedly.

"This ......"

Elder Ren Kun and Zhang Qiaomu looked stunned, and quickly moved to the scrap iron, and found that the scrap iron was no different from before, the surface was uneven, there was no blade, no handle and no body. I don't feel the slightest flow of aura.

"I said boy, don't you have bad eyes!"

Elder Ren Kun said with a look of disdain: "I said, boy, don't hit a swollen face and become fat, what kind of weapon is this? Even the hoe of the poor in the field, I'm afraid it can't be compared!"

"I know you're gifted with the way of an alchemist, but failure is commonplace, and you're here to mess around...... What are you doing!?"

Elder Ren Kun was only halfway through his words when he saw Jiang Feng suddenly step forward, grasp his fist in his hand, and punch the scrap metal fiercely.

The next moment, a stunned scene appeared.

"Wow!"

The light was shining, the aura was overflowing, and a powerful aura came to the face.

The surface of the scrap metal began to crack layer by layer, falling like an eggshell, revealing a pitch-black thing inside.

Elder Ren Kun and Zhang Qiaomu were all stupid, they were actually hiding something, and there was something in the scrap iron.

It was the first time they had seen such a thing after they had been alchemists for so long. They all looked intently.

Jiang Feng completely peeled off the scrap iron on the surface, and brought out a black iron sword, the sword body was pitch black, and the surface did not have any luster and sharpness. If it weren't for the aura just now, they really only regarded him as an ordinary iron sword.