Chapter 58: Fire Spiritual Fire

Soon, as the yellow-clothed workers shouted slogans in their mouths, and the air was poured into the sword furnace with the whistling sound of the bellows, the melted ore and metal were faintly seen from the mouth of the huge sword furnace, which was slowly flowing inside, and the color was fiery red, shining, and very dazzling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The area around the sword furnace is even hotter and scorching, and you can't get close!

Then two gloved craftsmen drew out the metal that had completely melted into a liquid state, and a wave of heat greeted them!

The hot metal was poured into the abrasives that had been made under the sword furnace, and after a few moments, the molten iron turned from red to dark red, then from dark red to black, and finally into a sword embryo in the shape of a rectangular strip.

Xia Yun was not afraid of the heat, so he squeezed to the front of the crowd and watched very seriously.

I saw that there were a few blacksmiths waiting beside him, and there was a long furnace fire a few feet square, which was full of red-hot coals, and the blacksmith first put the sword embryos that had just flowed out and formed directly in the furnace to burn them, and then burned them red, and then put them on a very thick anvil, and picked up the hammer and beat it hard, and the original long sword embryo was smashed flat inch by inch around it, and gradually appeared like a sword!

I don't know how many times I smashed it, the blacksmith picked up the sword embryo with iron tongs, put it in a bucket of cold water, only heard the sound of hot and cold intersecting, and there was constantly white gas steaming out, the black of the sword embryo began to reveal a trace of white, and then it was put into the furnace, the bellows was pulled up, and it was quickly burned red, and it was taken back again, put it on the iron felt, and continued to smash it up with a sledgehammer!

The blacksmiths took off their shirts in less than a cup of tea, and the strong muscles on their arms were exposed, and the muscles on their arms were also bruised, and although they were sweating profusely, they kept smashing the iron sword.

"As the saying goes: 'A hundred tempered into steel'!" Brother Xiucai also watched it with relish, "Sure enough, it takes 'a thousand tempers' to forge a good sword!" ”

"With a sword like this, don't you need that bitter-faced swordsmith to make a move?" Wang Xiaowu also took off a shirt hotly, and said with some disappointment, "I wanted to come and see refining spirit crystals, or refining spirit swords, but now it's just watching the iron, it's really boring, it's better to go home and sleep comfortably!" ”

"Alas, if you eat, you will know how to sleep! How do five fat people say that you are good? Just know what is the difference between raising fat and pigs? Mu Xiucai looked at Wang Xiaowu with disdain!

At this time, Xia Yun saw that someone took out silver and copper coins, and paid for a few freshly minted iron swords at the table under the stage, and the price was not very expensive.

After another meal, a man in Tsing Yi finally came up to the stage and whispered to the bitter-faced swordsmith for a while, and handed him a gold coin, and the swordsmith nodded happily and beckoned to one of the people in the audience.

Seeing the middle-aged man under the stage, he immediately smiled happily, and ran up to the wooden platform with a package wrapped in blue and black cloth in his arms.

Everyone's eyes were also attracted at this time!

"Hey, is the swordsmith going to start using spiritual fire?"

"Come and see!"

The people around were talking.

I saw that the man took the package in his hand and uncovered it layer by layer, until a hard object like an irregular ingot-shaped, gray-black stone was revealed.

When the swordsmith saw it, he just nodded slightly, and the person next to him immediately went up and took it, looked up and down, and after carefully appraising it, he shouted loudly: "Xuan-rank six-grade spirit crystal, smelting and purifying, the cost is one gold!" ”

Wang Xiaowu was also interested at this time, "Xuan-rank sixth-grade spirit crystal?" At least worth the hardware! ”

"How many products can I get after refining?" Xia Yun asked.

Wang Xiaowu pursed his lips and pointed at Mu Xiucai.

"It depends on the proficiency level of this swordsmith, some can reach the fourth grade, or even the second grade, and the value can also be turned to fifteen gold coins!" Mu Xiucai said.

"Fifteen gold coins?" Xia Yun was surprised.

"How many sumptuous lunches do you have to eat?" Wang Xiaowu licked his lips.

The three of them moved their eyes to the stage, only to see that the bitter-faced swordsmith had already taken the impurity spirit crystal in his hand, and he also looked at it for a while, and then held it up with one hand, calming his mind and transporting his spiritual power.

White pure spiritual power slowly rose from the palm of the hand, and at the same time, a trace of fiery red also slowly appeared from the palm of the palm.

Mu Xiucai said: "This person is the strength of the Sword Venerable, the fire system!" ”

Then I saw that a trace of fiery red was like a wick, forming a small flame, and then gradually enlarged, slowly engulfing all the white spiritual power, and a red and transparent flame appeared on the entire palm.

"It turned out to be a fire-based spiritual fire!"

"Xuanjie second grade, it's really not simple!"

The people in the audience were talking again.

"Looking at the attributes of this spiritual fire, the qualifications of this swordsmith are also in the middle and upper class! There is a chance to climb to the Ground Rank Swordsmith! Mu Xiucai also appreciated.

Seeing the eyes of everyone in the audience, a trace of pride appeared on the face of the bitter-faced swordsmith!

Then I saw him put the spirit crystal in his other hand on the spiritual fire, first roasted it all, and then let it go, and the spirit crystal was suspended in the red spiritual fire in his hand.

Xia Yun stared at the gorgeous flame in his hand, and he was also very envious in his heart, that fire-based spiritual fire was actually two or three times larger than the spiritual fire of the remaining leader of the Spirit Seeking Pavilion refining the strange fish spirit crystal.

After a while, I saw that the corners around the blue-black spirit crystal began to slowly melt, becoming more and more rounded, first the spirit crystal was only above the flame, the spirit fire could not be completely surrounded, just a blink of an eye, the spirit crystal was completely melted, like a liquid suspended in the spirit fire!

The black-gray substance that was originally mixed in the middle of the spirit crystal melted at this time, and the five fingers of the bitter-faced swordsmith's left hand kept playing back and forth, and he saw that the black and white liquid flowed to the side, and then he eliminated it, and fell to the ground and turned into stone.

After a few more sips of tea, the spirit crystal became clearer and clearer, and gradually turned into a transparent dark blue!

At this time, the swordsmith used both hands, the palms of the two palms were facing each other, the five fingers were stretched out, and the spirit crystal was suspended in the middle, he drank softly in his mouth, kneading it back and forth a few times, and the liquid spirit crystal became a round ball, and the spiritual fire slowly narrowed its scope, and finally disappeared.

The swordsmith catches the spirit crystal with his left hand.

The person next to him reported: "Xuan-rank second-grade spirit crystal!" Forged! ”

Looking at the crystal clear, shining like a jewel of the second-grade spirit crystal, the owner of the spirit crystal was even more smiling, and immediately bowed a few times to the bitter-faced swordsmith, hurriedly went up to wrap the spirit crystal, and left in a hurry from the backstage.

Everyone was even more surprised, and there were many applause!

Xia Yun also saw that the Xuan-rank second-grade spirit crystal disappear in a flash, and immediately felt that this swordsmith was indeed extraordinary.

Looking at everyone's expressions, the bitter-faced swordsmith also smiled on his face, nodded and sat down again.