Chapter 1132: The First Sword Casting (1)
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang".
The sound of tempering was heard more and more clearly at this moment, and Ling Luo's brain was buzzing.
"No! It's scrapped again! ”
In the Refining Pavilion, Yan Xiang's unpleasant roar was heard.
Su Yi's whole body trembled, his face was full of fear, and said, "Little junior sister, let's hurry in, ** like this, it seems that he is angry again." ”
Ling Luo nodded, followed behind Su Yi, and entered the Refining Pavilion together.
In the hall on the first floor, there is a huge magma pool with a radius of 100 meters, dozens of long swords are suspended on it, the whole body is red, on the edge of the pool, there are two **, the flames in the palm of the hand, condensed into the shape of an axe, through manipulation, are calcining and tempering those long swords.
Ling Luo narrowed his eyes, and at a glance, he could see that the material of these long swords was average, and they were not of the highest quality, and the flame power of these two senior brothers was also mediocre.
These more than ten swords, even if they are forged, are only sharper than ordinary mortal iron, and there is nothing special.
"Little junior sister, what are you looking at, hurry up, ** on the second floor." Su Yi turned around and urged.
Ling Luo nodded, retracted his gaze, and went up to the second floor.
Yan Xiang sat on a chair with a dejected face, shirtless, revealing the tangled muscles on his arms, frowning, and staring at an orange stone in front of him, as if it had some deep hatred with him.
Su Yi stopped three steps away from Yan Xiang and said, "**, the things from the Holy Golden Hall have been delivered." ”
Yan Xiang didn't even raise his eyes, his gaze was still staring at the palm-sized piece of orange stone.
Su Yi pursed his lips and said cautiously: "**, you promised the second elder of the Holy Golden Hall before to cast more than a dozen long swords for his **, and now that the materials have been sent, do you want to ......?"
Yan Xiang raised his head a little impatiently, with a violent aura between his eyebrows, and said, "That kind of garbage, just send it to the first floor, just let Xia Lin and Twilight go to practice." ”
Su Yi shrank his head, flattened his mouth, and then held the materials of a dozen long swords, turned around and was about to go downstairs.
"Wait a minute." Yan Xiang suddenly raised his head and said, "Let your senior brother come over and try it with his blue-purple ghost fire to see if you can smelt this piece of material." ”
Su Yi's face suddenly became bitter, and he said, "**, have you forgotten, the senior brother was injured in the Great Martial Arts Arena today, and he was taken care of by his senior mother, and he was lying on the bed resting." ”
Yan Xiang's brows furrowed even tighter, and he let out a faint "oh", looking faintly disappointed.
Ling Luo was a little foggy, and followed Su Yi back to the first floor. The two of them piled up the rough blanks of the dozen or so long swords in one place.
Su Yi walked to the magma pool in the center with a radius of 100 meters, and said respectfully to Xia Lin and Twilight: "Seventh Senior Brother, Eighth Senior Brother, this is the material sent by the Second Elder of the Holy Golden Hall to build thirteen long swords, ** said that it will be handed over to the two of you." ”
Xia Lin immediately showed a super trouble-scared expression, and complained: "Is there any mistake, there are still fifteen of them that have not been completed here in the Holy Wood Hall, and there are thirteen more in the Holy Golden Hall, and we really regard our Holy Fire Hall as a special coolie for making iron and forging swords!" ”
Twilight's eyes darkened, and she reminded: "Senior Brother Seven, it seems that the heat is a little insufficient, and there are still rough cracks on these fifteen long swords. ”