157 The Immortal Heaven Visits

Blood dripped on the dragon pattern, the entire dragon pattern shone brightly, and a cheerful dragon groan came, and the original blood-red and terrifying eyes on the dragon pattern iron turned green.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, when the time comes, you will naturally know, I will go to bed first, and I will go home early tomorrow morning." Hauge walked back to the cabin.

Feng Wentian took the dragon pattern iron belt on his body, although he didn't understand the hammers that Haoge wielded just now, but he also knew the benefits of using natural energy to forge weapons, and forged the new iron block a few times, accompanied by a strong roar, a piece of fine iron with excellent ductility was completed.

After building more than a dozen pieces in a row, he began to work on seamless assembly, and he was careful in the process, but he used natural energy to forge weapons for the first time, and he failed dozens of times. Looking at the sword blade that was nearly two meters long, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and it was time to make the hilt.

Since there was no mold, Feng Wentian decided to make the root of the hilt into an irregular cuboid, which is a shape without four edges, so that the user will feel comfortable after holding it.

Dangdangdang......

The sound of striking iron constantly echoed in the forest, and there was an occasional intermittent roar, and the time for forging the sword lasted for six hours, which can be said to be the longest weapon forged by Fengwentian so far. He had also seen the weapons forged by Mai Ma, Ke Meng, and Ravenhot, and on average, each weapon took more than two to three days to forge.

"I'm too tender." Feng Wentian evaluated himself.

In the early morning, the sweet and cold air in the forest woke up Feng Wentian, who had entered the cultivation process, and after returning home with Haoge, he saw the immortal heaven.

"Ask God, you kid is really lucky, the vice president has been waiting for you in our house for nearly four days." As soon as Ke Meng saw Feng Wentian, who had just entered the house, his little foot kicked on his leg: "Don't apologize to others soon." ”

"It's okay, I heard that Xiaoyou went up the mountain with Haoge to collect medicine a few days ago, and I don't know if Xiaoyou's forging skills have improved during this time, so Lao Yu decided to come to test you." Immortal Heaven said and looked at the long package that Feng Wentian was carrying on his back, Feng Wentian understood, opened the package, and a long sword appeared in front of them.

"This sword looks a little ugly, but the whole body is made of the purest fine iron, and it has not yet been opened, today, give you three hours to forge this sword again, the old decay has no requirements for you, you can do it according to your own will." Immortal Heaven gave Feng Wentian a test, Feng Wentian was also thinking, Immortal Tian, as the vice president of the Craftsman Association, his vision was definitely different from ordinary people, and ordinary forging would not enter his eyes, so how to forge this sword twice and impress Immortal Heaven?

158 Junior Craftsman Badge

Feng Wentian has made a decision.

When he came to the backyard, he threw the sword into the forge and burned it red, and after taking it out, he smashed it a few times, and it actually smashed the sword into a ball of scrap metal.

Dangdangdang......

This time, instead of smashing the iron into pieces, he made up his mind to use the patterned scrap iron to directly create a complete sword, saving him the hassle of putting together seamlessly.

Every time he swung the hammer, he would consider the malleability of the sword body, compared to the previous way of casting the sword, at this moment, he made the sword body thinner, and the sword body was initially formed, but Feng Wentian smashed it into a ball of scrap iron again.

People initially had an attitude of indifference, and this method of casting was not uncommon, and the dwarves had a proverb: scrap iron is not afraid to be tempered, and ugly pieces of iron can be made into steel. However, Feng Wentian repeated this step at least dozens of times, time passed like a white horse, there was less than half an hour left before the agreed time, everyone, only Haoge was optimistic about him, as for the others, they were extremely disappointed in him, especially Immortal Tian, his repentant intestines were blue, why did he have to wait for him for several days, how could this kind of waste wood know how to forge.

Suddenly, Feng Wentian stopped forging, and he stared at the scrap metal in front of him for nearly two minutes, and just as they turned around and were about to leave, a thunderclap was heard.

Boom!

The whole backyard trembled in the loud noise, and before they could turn around, a few loud noises came out, Feng Wentian had only used iron for two months, and he already knew the iron well, and after a few slams, the sword body had basically taken shape.

At this time, Feng Wentian, his mind is filled with the back of Haoge forging, at this time, he has a further understanding of Haoge's forging methods, and now he is trying his best to imitate Haoge's forging methods, looking for his own forging methods.

Feng Wentian's eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and every time he slashes the hammer, he will instantly capture the direction of the extension of the sword body and put it into practice.

"Drink!" Feng Wentian frantically operated the natural energy in his body, and he kept telling himself in his heart that what he had built was not only a sword, but also a unique sword, although his thinking was a little naïve, but it could provide him with the power to forge.

"If I were a guest, then what kind of sword I would ask of the smith would be to forge it."

"If I were a forger, then how would I improve the quality of the sword within my ability."

"What do you need to cast a sword in addition to the high quality requirements of the sword."

"I can't just limit my vision to forging, for the sake of the sect, I want to put my forging vision higher and broader."

Madness!

Feng Wentian looks like a normal person in their eyes at the moment, he is simply a forging maniac, there are still five minutes left before the agreed time, can he really turn the tide at this moment and surprise them?

"Feng Wentian, you have to remember that the sword is like a man, a man is a sword, only those who achieve the unity of man and sword are worthy of using a sword, don't ask me why, this sentence is your mother's mantra." This is a phrase that is often said when the wind is drunk.

"By the way, in addition to the quality of a sword, there is also the character of the sword, what kind of person, what kind of sword is worthy of use, I want to make a sword of my own." Feng Wentian woke up from the intoxication of forging the sword, hammered up and down, more than a dozen times in succession, each hammer fell, the power and natural energy he used would be doubled, and when the final hammer was finalized, Feng Wentian finally fell to the ground without strength.

Everyone gathered around to watch this sword, the sword looked like an ordinary sword on the surface, but when Immortal Heaven picked it up, he found that it was as light as cardboard, the sword body was as thin as paper, and the palm of his hand was lightly pressed away, the sword body was like a bee shaking its wings, and a crisp and pleasant sound came from the sword body, and Immortal Heaven tried to swing a sword, but even the sword flew out with people.

While...

The sword slashed at the trunk of a tree on the side of the road, and the trunk was like a cut of tofu split in half, and the inside of the split trunk was smooth and delicate to the touch, which shocked Immortal Heaven.

Call... Call...

Feng Wentian was already tired and asleep, and when he woke up, it was noon the next day, and when he got up, he found that he had a golden thumb-sized badge on his body. The badge is carved with a reel, which is a kind of beast that specializes in eating nightmares, but no matter what Feng Wentian thinks, he feels that the relationship between forging and reels cannot be beaten.

"The Otter is the mascot of the Dwarven Clan and the patron saint of the Forge Guild, congratulations on earning the Junior Craftsman badge." Bei Mingxue walked into Feng Wentian's room, today, she was wearing a white dress, and she walked with an intoxicating face with a slight smile, which was no different from a fairy.

Bei Mingxue's little hand stroked Feng Wentian, maybe in the eyes of others, she can only be seen from afar, but Feng Wentian understands her, this Nizi is actually a madman, full of martial madness, for a while, he was sweating, thinking that he had provoked this aunt somewhere.