Chapter 406: The East Wind Breaks
The casting weapons that ordinary people say are often "tempered by a thousand hammers", but if you want to cast the divine weapons designed by Dongfeng, the degree of a thousand hammers has not even reached the beginning, it is just the beginning of a "hot iron".
The armory base has been vacated, and there are hundreds of people here, most of them craftsmen, who are only trying to forge this blade.
Before casting, Zhong Shun had already concocted a special potion. The surface of these potions looks black and slimy, but a jar is extremely hot, comparable to a raging fire. The other tank is extremely cold, and you can feel like ice from a distance. Unexpectedly, casting also has such a method, and Yi Zhengqi has been a craftsman for many years, and it is the first time he has encountered it.
"Sir, this is my family's ancestral secret recipe, and it is enough to use it to open iron. But this weight must be taken care of by me personally, and I can't help in tempering. These craftsmen usually cooperate with me tacitly, and they have to use them all. β
"Manager Zhong, you can arrange it here." Judging from the position of forging weapons this time, Yi Zhengqi was just a powerful foreign aid invited. It's better for him not to interfere in other things.
Zhong Shun said in a deep voice: "It's not too difficult for us to be able to relay these jobs, but this weapon was designed by Dongfeng craftsmen alone, and he is the leader, and he can only rely on himself in this regard." But he's so young, sir, do you think he can do it? β
"I believe him."
Yi Zhengqi nodded in understanding. Until now, only Dongfeng knows whether it can be successfully cast, how long it will take, what the final appearance of the cast blade will be, what kind of attributes it has, and so on.
At this point, the casting began.
On the first day of casting, Zhong Shun frowned and said, "I didn't expect this cold iron to be harder than I thought, I have reserved more secret medicine, but it is still not enough, I need to send someone to continue to make it immediately." β
On the first day, the soldiers outside the armory base saw a group of guards hurrying in and out, busy and busy.
That night, Dongfeng observed the cold iron, and did not give the order to start. The craftsmen are anxiously waiting: "Strength, speed, and tenacity light stones are ready." Spells can be cast at any time. When does it start? β
Dongfeng waved his hand and said, "It's not time yet, first cast the iron paste on the surface of the cold iron into an iron hammer." It is difficult to cast without a special hammer. β
Although this happened suddenly, it was not difficult for the craftsmen, and it took a night for the hammer made of cold iron to be successfully removed. Originally, the craftsmen wanted to cast the power-type attribute into the hammer, but Dongfeng stopped it: "What I need is a pure iron hammer, don't move!" β
By the third night, the cold iron was slowly changing in a special furnace.
Dongfeng commanded: "Pour it out!" Begin! β
The huge cold iron was poured out, and the craftsmen all braved the thick white mist to step forward, and Zhong Shun kept pouring secret medicine on the cold iron. Dongfeng was scrutinizing with the special cold hammer.
Poop!
The east wind knocked down the first hammer, and this time, as if the king was taking the lead, the craftsmen in the surrounding line moved. They all raised their hammers, shouted, and fell neatly and hard.
Whewβ
The craftsmen in the first row only hammered once, and they immediately stepped back, and the craftsmen in the second row picked up and raised their hammers to strike a second time.
Wow!!
Dongfeng suddenly stretched out his hand to stop: "Stop, it's light." Do it all over again! β
The cold iron was put into the furnace again and reconcocted.
And just like that, the fourth, fifth, and sixth days have passed. The physical strength of the craftsmen could no longer support it, and it was reduced from more than 100 people to more than 60 now. Dongfeng is usually wooden and doesn't like words, but he is surprisingly rigorous in casting, and he is not careless at all. Even Yi Zhengqi, who was manipulating the power light stone on the side, secretly admired it.
By the seventh day, this time the huge cold iron had been cast to be only a meter long and a foot in size. However, this is only a "transformation". This is followed by "casting", "attributes", "stereotypes", and "sealers".
All the soldiers outside the armory base were worried, as they felt hot as they approached the door. If it weren't for the fact that craftsmen were often sent out tired, the soldiers would not have known what was going on inside. I thought there was a major accident inside.
Yi Zhengqi watched the weapon change from the original huge cold iron to the smaller, and then slowly turned into the appearance of a weapon, and he couldn't help but secretly feel respect in his heart. In the whole casting process, the steps are very complicated and difficult to understand, even Zhong Shun, a decades-old craftsman, can't remember. But this Dongfeng understands what to do next.
In several castings, because the concoction was not hot enough, Dongfeng actually cut his palm, causing blood to drip on the weapon. At this time, Yi Zhengqi saw with his own eyes that the legends of using blood to exercise weapons were true, and at the important point of casting, the blood in the body would have an incredible effect.
The original appearance was cast, and everyone present was taken aback.
Zhong Shun asked loudly in surprise: "Dongfeng, what exactly did you design?" Why like a spider? β
"I look like a bat! These two sides stretched out like the wings of a bat. β
Dongfeng ignored the doubts of the craftsmen and said loudly: "Don't stop, it's far from over, hurry!" β
Yi Zhengqi also looked like it didn't look like a weapon, if it was a sword, it was impossible, but the two sides of the blade were exposed like a sharp sword, and the four together really looked like the four legs of a spider. If it is like a weapon, it looks like two sabers side by side. The huge area resembles the outstretched wings of a bat, more like a shield.
Everyone was a well-informed craftsman, and for a moment no one could tell what kind of blade it was.
Yi Zhengqi suddenly flashed in his mind: Isn't this one, but two?
At this moment, Dongfeng suddenly jumped on the stage and reached out to touch the fiery red weapon. The craftsmen were shocked: "Be careful! β
"What are you doing? Big idiot, do you want to die? Zhong Shun was even more annoyed.
Magnetism β
Dongfeng's hand had been burned on the blade, and a burning smell came. But Dongfeng seemed to be enchanted, slowly took his hand away, and shouted loudly: "It's too late, hurry, inject attributes, and put on a spell." β
The power-type lightstone was the first to aim at the blade. Dongfeng was not satisfied, and said to Yi Zhengqi: "Speed type!" β
Yi Zheng immediately manipulated the speed-type light stone, and with difficulty shone the light on the blade.
"Tough too."
Zhong Shun shouted: "Two attributes are already the limit. It is absolutely impossible not to be able to merge the three. β
Dongfeng didn't allow him to quarrel, and almost used all his strength: "Fast, tough!" β
Yi Zheng turned his heart sideways, and the tenacious light stone also shone into it.
At this time, the east wind immediately began to chase away customers. "You all go out, don't disturb me!"
This time, Zhong Shun was the first to agree: "Let's all quit!" β
A group of craftsmen left back and forth. Of course, Yi Zhengqi is no exception. In the entire arsenal base, there is only one person left, Dongfeng, this wooden boy. He also injured a palm, the next "shaping", "sealer", can he complete it alone?
Another minute and second passed, and so on for another two days. Yi Zhengqi went in to check in person several times, but he did not have a road surface, but secretly listened at the gate of the base, and there was indeed a sound inside.
On the third day, the guards suddenly came to report: "Sir, it's not good, Dongfeng has fainted." β
"What's going on?" Yi Zhengqi immediately rushed to the weapons base.
"Ten minutes ago, we heard a loud noise erupt inside. Then there was a puff of smoke, and we went in to take a look at it, but we found that Dongfeng was already lying on the ground, and we initially checked because we were tired. Lives are not at stake. β
Yi Zhengqi was relieved at this time, and secretly blamed himself. Coming to the door of the ordnance base, Dongfeng had already been carried out, Yi Zheng took a look, and found that Dongfeng had many injuries on his body, all of which were burn marks.
"Take care of him."
After Yi Zhengqi finished speaking, he was about to stride into the military weapons base, and the guards around him immediately stepped forward and said: "Sir, when we carried the Dongfeng craftsman out, he woke up for a while, and shouted in his mouth Don't touch the blade. β
Yi Zhengqi thought for a while: "I know." Send someone to guard the blade, and wait for the east wind to wake up! β
Yi Zheng looked around in the arsenal base, and there were basically no abnormalities in it, and the three attribute light stones had already turned on their sides to the ground. And on the only platform, there are no blades. Looking at the traces, it should be Dongfeng who put the blade into the vat of cold secret medicine. However, it was a dark tank, and Yi Zhengqi couldn't see whether there was a blade inside, let alone what the blade looked like.
That night, Dongfeng woke up. He first took out the blade of the armament base, and then wrapped it in a layer of black cloth, because of his injury, he could no longer hold it alone. It was carried with the help of two guards.
came to Yi Zhengqi and said respectfully: "Sir, there was a little accident in casting this time, so that the blade could not be completely cast, I, I'm sorry for you." β
Yi Zhengqi helped him up and said, "I see what everyone has paid, especially you, I am very pleased." Whatever it was, I got the best. With you, I believe that I don't have to worry about the weapons of our Chaoge Army anymore. β
Dongfeng said: "This is the first time I have truly forged a blade according to my heart, and I hope that no matter what, the commander can treat my blade well." β
Yi Zhengqi laughed: "Of course." I see that the appearance of your design has won my heart, and I have long thought of the name of this blade. Since it is the blade forged by your east wind. Then let's call it 'East Wind Break'. β
Dongfeng Daxi: "Good name!" Sir, please take a look at this east wind break. I dare say that there is no second such weapon in the world. β