Jing Heng really felt that it was worth the fight, this gray-feathered giant eagle looked like a powerful mutant beast similar to the most powerful rat king in the mutant rat group, how rare the bones of this mutant beast were, how strong and powerful. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, he also regretted that he hadn't taken out a bone from the snow-white giant beast and the black giant snake in the depths of the Thousand Stone Mountains and brought it back, and he didn't know that the mutant beast bone was so useful at that time.

"How did you do that?" Ren Xuan asked him with a chuckle,

"The mutant rats all ran away, and the later mutant giant eagles also flew away...... Go back?" Jing Heng was still immersed in the thrill of snatching the giant eagle's skeleton just now.

"Well, let's go back!" Ren Xuan and Zhang Yilan both nodded,

Jing Heng carried the skeleton half a street wide and moved carefully, and Ren Xuan and Zhang Yilan were still nervously guarding his side.

"Yilan, your weapon is broken! Go back and get a giant eagle bone to build a weapon that suits you, and take a moment to think about what style you fit into. Jingheng suggested to Zhang Yilan on the road.

"Well, I'm going to ask a few masters when I go back!" Zhang Yilan smiled.

"Xuanxuan, although your weapon is not broken, it is better to recast it as soon as possible" He told Ren Xuan again,

"I know, if you carry this skeleton back, everyone will have to grab it!" Ren Xuan laughed

"Why?" Jing Heng was stunned,

"The ghetto is that big..... Adding bone meal to forge weapons can make weapons sharper and stronger, do you think you can hide this? This will probably know everything!" Ren Xuan said with a chuckle,

"It's the same..... Whatever!" Jing Heng shook his head, ignoring the trouble.

The three chatted all the way and slowly strolled back to the new city settlement.

Jing Heng carried the skeleton back to Tan Huazi's villa, and then used the dead knife to cut off more than a dozen giant eagle bone joints and handed them to Ren Xuan and Zhang Yilan.

The Death Knife slashed at the bones of the giant eagle, and with his huge strength of more than 800 kilograms at this time, he could not cut it with an extremely sharp Death Knife. What made him even more satisfied was how strong the skeleton was.

After Ren Xuan and Zhang Yilan carried more than a dozen giant eagle bones home, Tan Huazi came back after a while.

After Tan Huazi carefully looked at this skeleton, she confirmed that this skeleton was not much worse than the wild boar fangs, and she was going to take them all immediately.

Jing Heng definitely didn't do it, this was to build a weapon for himself, and he used the death knife to dismember the skeleton into small pieces that were half a meter long.

He left the giant eagle vertebrae himself, and gave the rest to Tan Huazi, as he loved.

Longshan Settlement, in a huge forging workshop.

Jing Heng was concentrating on consulting a few old blacksmiths at the moment, and then he began his blacksmithing career under the guidance of several old blacksmiths.

He was standing shirtless beside the red-hot charcoal furnace at the moment, Jing Heng holding iron tongs in one hand to stabilize the fine iron block, and in the other hand holding an iron hammer, under the guidance of the three old blacksmiths, he was beating the red-hot iron on the ground one by one.

His strength was enormous, and in a few strokes he had beaten ordinary pieces of iron into uneven sheets of scrap metal.

The old blacksmiths told him that it was not about strength that was caused by the rhythm and unevenness of the blows.

Afterwards, the old blacksmiths carefully explained to him some practical skills of blacksmiths, such as the speed of forging, light and heavy, rhythm, method and so on!

Since the afternoon of Jingheng's return from Hayama, he has been soaking in the blacksmith shop these days, staying with several old blacksmiths to ask for advice and study.

Every day from morning till night, he kept beating the iron, and gradually he hammered the iron stronger and stronger than the other blacksmiths, because of his great strength.

For more than half a month, he was immersed in striking iron every day, and he was not in a hurry to forge his weapons.

In the past half a month, he has felt a lot of fighting skills in striking iron, and at the same time, constantly beating every day is also a kind of tempering of his strength.

He was content with this life, and the first thing he woke up to do was go out hunting a few powerful mutant beasts. He is neither greedy nor extravagant, and every time he selects the mutant beasts that have evolved into powerful mutant beasts to hunt.

For most of the month, he not only collected the bones of hundreds of mutant beasts, but also brought back the corpses of many powerful mutant beasts.

Every time he struck iron, he originally used cold water to cool down, but he suddenly thought of using the blood of mutant beasts to cool down and quench. So he also collected the blood of many mutant beasts and sealed it.

Many days passed, and he successfully forged a thin sword for Ren Xuan, 1.3 meters long and only 2 fingers wide, and added the bone powder of the mutated giant eagle to quench and open the blade with the snake blood of a mutant snake.

This sword was Jing Heng's first work, and he forged it for many days before it was completed. After the strike, everyone could feel the power of this thin sword.

It is not an exaggeration to say that iron is sharpened like clay! After that, many people approached him to build weapons, and Jing Heng rejected them one by one!

Then it took more than three days to create a straight knife for Zhang Yilan, her own style of choice. The blade is slightly thicker, nearly five centimeters wide, and one meter seven long;

After forging six more weapons of various kinds, the old blacksmith decided that Jing Heng's skills were mature, and that the rest was for him to continue to hone and slowly improve. Jing Heng has been controlling his own power tempering for a month.

Another month later, he officially began to build his own weapons, and Tan Huazi collected many top-notch drops of fine iron for him!

He no longer goes out to hunt mutant beasts, and eats and lives in the blacksmith shop every day;

The first time I forged it, an entire room full of fine iron was tempered, and after tempering, the volume was reduced by half!

He tempered fine iron over and over again....

The fine iron of a room had turned into a huge rectangular piece of fine iron more than a zhang long, a foot wide, and a foot thick, and he had tempered it twenty-seven times at this moment.

He had made the tongs himself, and the hammer had been specially made by him, and with such tools he began to pound fine iron again.

After each beating, Jingheng would quench it with mutant beast blood, sprinkle different mutant beast bone powder on it after burning red fine iron and start beating.

The further he went, the more difficult it was for the refined iron to temper out the impurities, and Jing Heng didn't care, he used it for more than a month and refined it one hundred and twenty times. Finally, there was a piece of fine iron that emitted a black glow.

All the blacksmiths in the blacksmithy were amazed at the sight of this piece of fine iron, they had never seen such fine iron.

At this time, the iron block was only more than 2 meters long, 10 centimeters wide, and more than 2 centimeters thick.

A large vat next to it was filled with prepared jet-black mutant beast blood, filled with all the mutant beast blood he had collected, as well as a piece of the mutant eagle's vertebrae.

He first burned a 400-kilogram piece of fine iron, and instead of using ordinary charcoal, he used many mutant animal bones to ignite it with an orange-red flame to calcinate the fine iron.

This was his most attentive time, and many blacksmiths next to him stopped their work and gathered around to watch.

At this time, Tan Huazi and Ren Xuan were also there, and they had been helping Jing Heng collect the bones and blood of the mutant beast for more than a month, but also taking care of his life and diet.

The last forging was made, and Jing Heng knew very well that with his skills at this time, the success of the forging was certain, but he didn't know the extent to which the weapon had reached.

The piece of fine iron was quickly burned red, and Jing Heng smashed the vertebrae of the mutant giant eagle into powder at this moment, and evenly sprinkled the entire surface of the fine iron.

After the bone meal was fused into the fine iron, he put the fine iron back into the orange-red flame and continued to calcinate it for more than ten minutes, and then he took out the fine iron with lightning-fast clamps and quickly beat the fine iron at a constant rate of six times per second.

The hammer in his hand was not only fast, but also heavy, but even if the tempo was fast, it did not look messy at all, like a piece of music.

After a quarter of an hour, his speed became faster and more rhythmic, and the fine iron was gradually hammered into the shape of a sword;

By the moment the weapon was formed, Jing Heng was already covered in sweat, and put the formed fine iron sword into the jet-black mutant beast blood vat to quench it, quenching it for a moment and calcining it into the orange-red flame that was still burning.

As soon as the fine iron sword turned red, he took it out again, this time slower but heavier, as if he had used all his strength with each blow.

Blade ..... Sword Spine ..... The tip of the sword .... Little by little, it took shape, and then it was thrown into the flames again, and after all of it was red, it was taken out and quickly beaten, this time only quickly, and the force seemed much lighter.

Pounding the iron sword with unlimited speed, fast but not messy, Jing Heng calmly forged the weapon he wanted to use like an old blacksmith with decades of experience.

The blade became sharper and more delicate, and exquisite, and the edge glowed coldly as if it had passed through it.

This process lasted the longest, a full two hours, and the silence was light or heavy, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and the iron sword was pounded quickly and non-stop.

The people next to him had already withdrawn far away, because the temperature of the mutant beast bones ignited by the orange-red flames was too high.

After the fine iron sword appeared flawless, Jing Heng breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "Ba Lao, help me prepare the best frosted stone, the machine has the highest speed!"

"I've been ready for a long time! For your weapon, I have specially tuned a machine tool with great power!" said the old man with a laugh.

Several old blacksmiths were also delighted, how could they not be happy about such a powerful weapon, which they personally participated in forging.

Jing Heng stopped forging and put the delicate and heavy fine iron sword into the blood of the mutant beast and quenched it;

Then he took out the fine iron sword, quickly came to the high-power machine tool, and prepared to start!

The sandstone used at this time was all tungsten steel, and Jing Heng held the 2-meter-long sword, pressing the blade of the sword and polishing it little by little beside the extremely fast flying sand.

Eight specially made tungsten steel sands were damaged to polish the blades on both sides, and then the tips were sharpened with new frosted wheels.

After the opening was completed, Jing Heng held the fine iron sword and returned to the blacksmith's furnace again;

At this moment, the orange-red flame gradually extinguished, and Jing Heng sprinkled all the broken bones into the flame, and his hand did not tremble, holding the fine iron sword and burning it little by little. Another quenching is also the last process.

(-To be continued!-)

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