One afternoon, Fang Jing suddenly thought of using charcoal to roast it, trying to see if the claws in his hands could be melted or charred by the temperature.

However, Fang Jing really didn't think of using fire to shape this claw at the moment, he was just afraid that this claw would not be able to stand the high temperature and burn out.

Fang Jing in the stove room, holding a sharp claw in his hand, put it into the stove, and there was a big fire burning in the stove, and it kept burning.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that the surface of the claws was burned black, but it was only blackened, and Fang Jingzhi didn't care, and kept roasting it on the fire slowly, wanting to see if the claws could be burned by the fire.

Speaking of which, this is just Fang Jing's wishful thinking, such a hard material, where is it possible for ordinary fire to burn.

After burning for half an hour, Fang Jing didn't notice that this sharp claw didn't seem to have changed much, and he was relieved in his heart.

Then, Fang Jing took the claws and thrust them into the reservoir, and the sound of "zizizi" came out, and puffs of white smoke came out of the water surface of the reservoir.

"I'll go, is there something wrong with me? Isn't it necessary to smelt weapons with charcoal? I've been thinking about it for a few days. Fang Jing looked at the white smoke reservoir and suddenly thought of forging weapons.

However, Fang Jing thought that this claw was an animal's claw, and maybe if it was burned in this high-temperature charcoal fire, maybe it might really be burned out.

As for whether it was or not, Fang Jing decided to give it a try, but in terms of the conditions at home, it was estimated that it was unlikely, so he would either go buy some coal and come back, or leave Fangjia Village and go to another place to try.

Although this ordinary coal was easy to get, Fang Jing really didn't want to use coal to try, so it would be much more troublesome.

Besides, Fang Jing had the help of the dumb immortal, as long as he asked the dumb man for a high-temperature and high-pressure flamethrower, and the temperature was estimated to be higher than the temperature of the coal.

Thinking that he was about to do it, Fang Jing left home directly and ran towards the mountains and forests, still carrying his sharp claws in his hands, and when they saw Fang Jing running towards the villagers in the mountains and forests, they all thought that Fang Jing was going to hunt in the mountains and forests again. Fang Jing didn't even hear the sound of the villagers greeting him.

As for hunting, Fang Jing didn't have that interest now, he just wanted to turn this sharp claw in his hand into a bone sword as soon as possible, in case he needed it in the future.

After coming to the edge of the mountain forest, Fang Jing rushed into the forest, and ran deeper into the mountain forest, far away from Fangjia Village for a long distance, before stopping.

Sui, he found a big rock again, and asked the dumb fairy for a set of high-temperature and high-pressure flamethrower guns, of course, liquefied vapor is essential, and likewise, he also needs some iron hammers or something, so that he can build weapons, but he doesn't know at all, after this claw has undergone high temperature, it can become a weapon without any forging, not to mention, is the iron hammer harder than this claw? It was a waste of his thoughts.

After Fang Jing lit the fire, he began to hold the claw and leaned towards the flamethrower, quietly waiting for the change of this claw.

Time was passing slowly, a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour, Fang Jing finally saw that the claws were softened, which made Fang Jing very excited.

The claws that could not be processed by the milling cutter in the milling machine directly softened after the high temperature, and Fang Jing couldn't imagine why this was contrary to this science.

Where is this science that is not scientific, if you really want to talk about science, how can he cross over? Therefore, all these things cannot be talked about science, and those who talk about science just happened in previous lives.

After Fang Jing watched the claws in his hand being burned, he picked up the hammer and knocked it on the claws on the big rocks on the ground, but when this hammer was smashed, the hammer in his hand was directly cut in half.

"I'll go, what kind of weapon is this making, I forgot that you are too sharp, you can't build a weapon at all, my head is also stupid." Fang Jing looked at the hammer that had been cut in half, speechless.

It can't be forged, and there is no harder material to make forging tools, which is embarrassing to death Fang Jing, Fang Jing has never come up with a way, standing quietly on this big rock in a daze.

For Fang Jing, this can be described as a twist and turn, originally thought that through the high temperature, this claw can be forged into a bone sword, but I didn't expect that the current situation, although the high temperature can soften this claw, but there is no suitable tool to forge it.

Fang Jing turned off the flames, sat down, looked at the sharp claw in his hand, and quietly thought about how to turn the sharp claw in his hand into a sharp sword.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhong Wen didn't come up with any good idea, and sighed heavily, not knowing how to turn this sharp claw into a sword.

"Dumb, is there any good way for this claw not to turn into a sword? I don't have a good sword in my hand, and if I encounter those beasts again, I don't want to dig any more holes. Fang Jing was very helpless and nagged at the so-called dumb fairy, as for whether the dumb fairy was listening or not, he wouldn't care.

Over the years, he had never seen the so-called dumb fairy, even if he said a word, he hadn't heard it, but fortunately, with this dumb fairy, Fang Jing was still very grateful to him.

As for whether people are willing to accept this love, it's hard to say, anyway, Fang Jing is like this, he never thought that this dumb immortal didn't exist. At least, Fang Jing believes that in this world, there must be some related worlds, such as this mute immortal, who is probably the so-called immortal of the connected world.

Fang Jing's way of understanding may not be wrong, after all, being able to travel from modern times to ancient times, this matter itself is not a natural phenomenon, it cannot be explained, there are immortals in this world, and there seems to be nothing that cannot be understood.

Just like Xiao Ling's appearance, Fang Jing became even more suspicious. Moreover, there were still so many treasure hunters and turtle beasts in the family, which made it impossible for Fang Jing to tell others that there were no immortals in this world.

If Fang Jing really said such a sentence to the villagers, it is estimated that the villagers would treat Fang Jing as a second fool, the ancestral dragons have appeared, you told us that there are no immortals, are you a fool for us?

A breeze blew, making Fang Jing's mind even more helpless, the tip of the sharp claw in his hand, after being softened, began to harden again after this period of cooling.

However, at this moment, Fang Jing looked at the tip of the sharp claw in his hand and felt a little strange.

Fang Jing looked at the tip of this sharp claw in his hand, after softening, it didn't seem to have returned to its most primitive state, it looked like it had bent a little.

Yes, that's right, Fang Jing's eyes are so good, you can see it if you bend a little, who makes Fang Jing's eyes good, this is not an ordinary eye, this is a thousand meters of eyes.

"No, no, before it was burned just now, it didn't seem to be so bent, but after it was burned, did it become a little bent? Could it be that the heat can really make a difference in this claw? Fang Jing was talking to herself, which really scared the small animals nearby and fled.

They don't want to be harmed by a human being, and they don't want to die at the hands of a human fool, they are very afraid, whether they have wings, or hair, and even have a few legs or no legs, they all begin to stay away from this human fool.

Fang Jing, who had figured it out a little, played the flamethrower again, ready to start verifying the claws in his hand again, as for whether he could create a sword, it was up to him to observe further.

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