I saw that the stone bar fell into the double-hole Xuantie Ding, and the worker immediately closed the lid of the Ding, and in the moment of opening, a wave of heat poured out of the Sword Ding and swept the audience, Xia Yun also felt a burst of heat on his face, but imagine the high temperature in the Sword Ding!

At this moment, the red flames that filled the sword tripod narrowed, quickly gathering from all over the place to the middle, and the flames were darker and more condensed, enveloping the stone. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"So it's a forlite!" Mu Xiucai looked at it for a while and said.

Xia Yun asked him, "What is Gathering Lapis Lazuli?" ”

"It is a stone with a special texture that can condense the fire element." Mu Xiucai said: "I also read in the book, it is said that this kind of stone is relatively rare, it is deep in the raw volcanic rock, it is an incomparably hard stone that is difficult to find for thousands of years, it itself will heat up, if you put a palm-sized piece of foris in a big house, the temperature of the whole room will not decrease, just like lighting a big stove, and you almost don't need to cover the quilt when you sleep in winter." I guess the spirit crystal that was smelted just now must also be a fire-type spirit crystal! Wu Yunyou is going to forge a fire-type spirit sword! ”

Xia Yun looked at the black sword tripod again, the gathering fire and blue stone was slowly rotating under the spiritual fire, it seemed that it was more difficult to melt than the spirit crystal, at first it was only the two ends slowly turning red, and the bitter-faced sword caster was still injecting spiritual power into the sword tripod in a steady stream, and it took a long time to see that the gathering fire and blue stone were red throughout.

And the air around the Xuantie Sword Ding had already been steamed by the high temperature coming from inside the Ding, like water waves, distorting the line of sight, and only a shadow could be vaguely seen in the Sword Ding.

"This moment is the key to the most testing of a swordsmith's sword-forging skills!" Mu Xiucai also said nervously: "This forlite must first be melted completely, so that the impurities in it can be refined and separated, and in this process, the high temperature in the sword tripod must not fluctuate too much, if the temperature difference is too large, the next shaping will be affected, either causing the stone to crack or bubbles appear inside the sword body, so that the sword body refined in this way is likely to become a defective or waste product, and the Xuan-level spirit crystal plus this sword embryo will almost cost forty or fifty gold coins!" ”

"Is it worth so much?" Xia Yun couldn't help but sweat for the bitter-faced swordsmith, and saw that the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead kept flowing down his cheeks, and he didn't have time to wipe them with his hands.

Until another cup of tea time has passed.

The reddish forritestone was finally completely refined, and the color of the surface changed from red to dark red, and some turquoise slowly came out, and soon turned into a liquid state.

The swordsmith controlled the spiritual fire through spiritual power, and the fire-gathering bluestone turned into a large emerald green ball in the large red spiritual fire in the sword tripod, and the impurities were also separated, turning into small stones and falling outside the tripod.

The bitter-faced swordsmith took a breath at this time, and the spiritual power in his hand was released again, and he saw that the blue-red magma ball in the double-hole Xuantie Sword Ding, the left and right ends began to be slowly elongated, and gradually turned into a long strip again, emitting an emerald green light, crystal clear, and after a while, it became a long strip again, and the appearance of a sword embryo just appeared!

Because of the high temperature in the sword tripod, the bitter-faced sword caster's hands were already some distance away from the outer edge of the sword tripod, and he still tried to maintain his spiritual power and did not dare to relax!

Then two more craftsmen came over, standing in a triangular position with the sword caster on both sides of the sword tripod, and they both released colorless spiritual power and injected it into the sword tripod.

"Xiao Yun, you see, this bitter-faced swordsmith is a little unbearable, and now they rely on burning spiritual power to maintain the temperature of the sword ding! The next step is the process of fusing the spirit crystal and the sword body, and it is not easy to successfully cast a Xuan-level fire attribute spirit sword! ”

"Yes, I don't think the swordsmith can finish forging the sword alone! His spiritual power obviously can't keep up! If you want to become a high-level swordsmith, you must also keep up with your spiritual power cultivation! Xia Yun nodded, and when he saw the bitter-faced swordsmith, he took out a hand and took off his coat, his back was already soaked with sweat, and he was wet with a large patch, and nodded to the two swordsmiths and said something, the two nodded in agreement, and then became more focused.

The bitter-faced swordsmith breathed heavily, the green tendons on his head burst out, and the colorless and reddish spiritual power in his hand suddenly released more, all of them, into the sword ding.

Everyone in the audience felt that waves of heat were constantly hitting their faces, and some people couldn't stand the heat and began to retreat away from the wooden platform.

Then I saw a worker approaching and threw the spirit crystal that had just been smelted into the sword tripod.

The bitter-faced swordsmith's expression suddenly became solemn, and he felt a sense of crisis.

Mu Xiucai's mood was also affected, and he clenched his fists nervously and said, "This Xuan-level sword-casting, whether it succeeds or not, depends on this step!" ”

Wang Xiaowu licked his lips from time to time, staring at his eyes and not daring to blink!

At this time, the red Xuan-rank spirit crystal had been refined to the size of a bird's egg, and it was suspended in a ball of spiritual fire. The bitter-faced swordsmith used spiritual power to control, and slowly moved the spirit crystal to the hilt of the stone sword, wanting to complete the inlay!

Suddenly, another wave of heat erupted from the sword tripod, with a few small flames, burning several holes in his clothes.

The black and white beast suddenly reappeared!

Xia Yun rubbed his eyes, he couldn't believe what he saw, look at his shoulder, no!

Look at the wooden platform again, next to the sword ding, there is a black and white, fluffy little ball!

I'm walking around the sword ding, looking at it as I walk!

The bitter-faced swordsmith was concentrating and didn't pay attention to his feet.

"What's that little thing?"

Someone in the audience had already found out and immediately shouted!

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Xia Yun was about to open his mouth to stop the black and white beast, but just now he heard Brother Xiucai say that this was the critical moment of sword casting, and he was afraid of disturbing the bitter-faced swordsmith, if the sword casting failed, this would be a loss of forty or fifty gold coins, and he couldn't afford to pay for it! I also endured my speechless mood and pretended not to see it!

When the bitter-faced swordsmith heard the discussion in the crowd, he turned his head to look at it, and was immediately speechless in surprise.

The black and white beast also saw him, and actually looked at the spirit crystal and spirit sword in the sword tripod, stretched out his tender red little tongue, and licked it!

The swordsmith frowned and wanted to kick it away, but the black and white beast immediately dodged!

Wang Xiaowu also glanced at Xia Yun with tears and laughter.

Xia Yun shrugged his shoulders and covered his eyes helplessly!

The bitter-faced swordsmith was a little distracted at this time, and he saw the spirit crystal and spirit sword suspended in the sword tripod swaying!

He was taken aback again, and hurriedly concentrated his spiritual power to control the fusion, and from time to time he glanced at the black and white beast from the corner of his eye.

It's gone!

The swordsmith was just about to let out a sigh when suddenly the black and white beast appeared on his arm again!

Ignoring the heat of the sword tripod, he leaned over, as if he was going to enter the sword tripod!

The swordsmith was even more shocked into a cold sweat!