In seven days, there is an elixir to regulate the body, plus the method of refining the elixir that I taught Zhu Nie, Zhu Nie himself is not low, and a week is enough for him to recover his body.

Zhu Nie naturally thanked me a thousand times, but fortunately, he was not seriously ill, but his body was aging and there were too many toxins in his body, otherwise if he got seriously ill, he would be powerless for me, a person who doesn't know much about medical skills.

During these seven days, I occasionally discussed weapon maps with Zhu Nie.

Although this is a weapon casting drawing, but after all, it was drawn by the ancients, the details are perfect, the structure is exquisite, but it is flat, and the modern design drawings must be converted into three-dimensional space, and the construction industry should also pay attention to the drawings when sketching, only in this way, the weapons created can be perfected.

So these days, when I have nothing to do, I discuss the details of the weapon with Zhu Nie and draw a new map with him.

After Zhu Nie and I successfully drew the new map, the weapon map was handed over to the others in Sword Forge Villa to deal with, and the most important thing was the raw materials for casting weapons.

The so-called millennium essence of the famous sword, that is, the soul of the knife and the spirit of the sword, all the famous swords in the world have the soul of the sword, and the famous swords in the world have the spirit of the sword, the so-called soul of the sword and the spirit of the sword, which contains the evil spirit, and is the soul of the sword formed by bathing in human blood for a long time.

Zhu Nie originally thought that I was just building a weapon that was superficial, after all, this weapon was too delicate, it looked like an ornament, and it needed some ethereal materials, but when I took out all the famous swords and swords in the Qiankun storage bag, Zhu Nie was dumbfounded!

"This, these are all ...... A famous weapon of ancient times! Tai'a Sword ...... Longquan Sword ......"

Each sword is a famous sword in ancient times, I don't know if these swords are the famous swords themselves in historical legends, after all, the development of history, countless skilled craftsmen can imitate the famous swords cast by the predecessors to recreate new swords, although Ou Yezi and the cadres are the most famous sword masters in ancient times, but there will be sword casting masters in every era, their sword casting technology is not worse than the predecessors, just because the weapons cast by the predecessors are too famous, and the people who use the weapons are more generous and glorious in history, covering the superb skills of the descendants.

Although the wisdom of the ancients cannot be underestimated, but human civilization is more and more progressive, although the method of casting will be lost, there will always be a peerless genius to invent a newer and more wonderful method of casting.

Zhu Nie's rough palm stroked a famous sword, his voice trembled, he looked up at me, ecstatic, and continued to appreciate the sword.

People with extreme hobbies in some aspect usually fall into a certain crazy state of mind and can't extricate themselves when facing masterpieces, just like a mathematician may solve a problem for ten hours of continuous calculus, painters can create famous paintings, can not eat, drink or meet their eyes for three days and three nights, Zhu Nie is a master of sword casting, but also a person who loves swords, so he will be so out of shape when he sees such a dazzling array of ancient famous weapons.

Zhu Nie took out the small sword that was as thin as a fish intestine, flicked it lightly, the sword body shook lightly, if there was a phoenix groan, Zhu Nie's heart shook wildly, and said: "This fish intestine sword is definitely genuine, the crown is ancient and modern, known as brave, it is the sword of the ancient assassin, it can break the gold and iron, and it will kill with one blow, the sword has ghost patterns and phoenix feathers, dipped in countless blood, and the evil spirit is awe-inspiring, it is a pity that such a sword is destroyed!" ”

The fish intestine sword is just a small sword that I exchanged, there are a few swords that are more famous and evil than the fish intestine sword, and the Zhanlu sword has been exiled overseas, and it is very famous in the Dongying Island country, and there are countless souls under the sword, how many famous swordsmen regard it as their fate!

But in the exchange system of the Chenghuang Immortal Palace, these ancient famous swords are not valuable, usually seven or eight thousand merit points can be exchanged, Rao is so, and few people think about exchanging, because these swords have been eliminated by history, no matter how powerful the sword is, it also depends on whether the person who uses the sword is powerful, the current sword-casting process is not worse than before, and in the era of foreign guns and artillery, a gun can sweep away a group of cultivators, even if it is strong enough to pass through the divine realm, it is difficult to escape death if you don't notice that you are hit through the heart by a bullet.

These ancient famous swords have not become real divine weapons in the evolution of history, such as the Kaitian Axe, Houyi Bow and Xuanyuan Divine Sword, which have become one of the twenty-four artifacts of the Great Luo Heavens, that is, the outcasts who have been eliminated by history!

Zhu Nie's eyes were pious, his hands trembled slightly, and he gave a salute to these famous swords, and then put them into the sword melting furnace one by one.

The sword entered the furnace fire, and let out a wail, like a cry, Zhu Nie old tears and said: "Since Engong intends to cast a divine soldier, then the old man wishes you a helping hand!" ”

Zhu Nie said, ordering someone to open the forbidden land of Sword Casting Villa.

"Father, do you want to take the purple pole iron?" The owner of the Sword Forging Mountain Villa asked in horror.

Zhu Nie nodded and said: "Purple Pole Dark Iron has been retained for thousands of years, thousands of years ago, the casting method of human beings was not enough to smelt it, and today's technology can smelt this piece of Dark Iron, Engong saved my life, he is the guest of my Sword Casting Villa, and my Sword Casting Villa has been hidden and dormant for too long, the world has forgotten it, it is time to shine!" ”

Everyone in Sword Forge Villa looked at each other, and then they all nodded.

"I don't know what Master Zhu Nie's purple pole black iron is?" I asked.

Zhu Nie said: "Among the ancient divine weapons, most of them are added to the Xuantie, the Xuantie is a divine stone outside the sky, which is extremely difficult to refine, and it will be soft and deformed to be forged for seven hundred and forty-nine days, but as long as it is refined, it can become a sword soul and sword spirit, and the purple iron is even more rare, this purple iron is the one that fell from the sky in the ancient country of the sand dunes during the reign of Qin Shi Huang, Qin Shi Huang thought that it was the favor of God and gave the divine iron, but at that time, the high temperature of thousands of degrees was not enough to refine it, and many generations of people who wanted to refine this piece of Xuaniron failed, The impurities inside and outside the dark iron have also been removed in thousands of years of scorching and smelting, becoming the purple pole iron, it can be said that this piece of purple pole iron, is the essence of the dark iron, it can be cast out of weapons, can surpass all the well-known swords, I cast the sword villa how many years to inherit this piece of purple iron, want to rely on it famous, but how many generations of people can not refine it, now the smelting technology is developed, has been as high as tens of thousands of degrees, and the melting point of purple pole iron is about 4000 degrees Celsius. ”

I frowned and said, "According to what I have learned, the highest melting point of metal is tungsten at 3410 degrees Celsius, and the melting point of violet iron is 4000 degrees Celsius. ”

Zhu Nie nodded and said: "Yes, the furnace used to smelt the purple pole iron is a tungsten steel furnace, which is already the limit, so we have invented a device that does not need a furnace to stabilize the purple pole iron in the air for refining, and then I will need Engong's help to me." ”

I nodded, and a trace of expectation rose in my heart, the weapon casting diagram I drew in the fairy palace compass was actually a conceptual diagram of an ancient weapon caster, which had never been used by anyone in history, and the casting was too difficult, the ancient smelting technology, the highest was less than two thousand degrees, rare metals could not be refined, and now the melting point temperature is up to tens of thousands of degrees, but there is no corresponding metal that can be used as a container, and the risk manipulation can be imagined.

After the purple pole was invited out, everyone looked in front of the sword-casting pool, the tungsten steel furnace was full of fire, the flames were scorching, there were many ancient famous swords and swords in the furnace, and it took time to smelt, so I watched all night, I sat in front of the sword-casting pool, and suddenly felt the sound coming, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that cracks suddenly appeared on the tungsten steel furnace.

"Be careful!" I reminded a swordsmith standing by the tungsten steel furnace.

The molten splattered, and the swordsmith screamed, but it was just a few drops of molten water, which immediately dripped through his skull, and he died instantly!

Zhu Nie looked at the dead swordsmith, sighed, and glanced at the rest of the swordsmiths next to him.

The swordsmiths immediately lifted the swordsmith's body to the high platform and threw it into the tungsten steel furnace!

"Master, what are you?" I asked, surprised.

Zhu Nie said: "Casting divine soldiers, there are never immortals, this is his destiny, and it is also his honor to be a sacrifice of divine soldiers!" ”

I didn't know what to say for a while, but after an hour, the tungsten steel furnace was red and cracked, the furnace tilted, and the molten liquid was poured out, and the molten liquid was poured into the weapon stone trough, and then cooled for ten minutes, and then quenched by the water of the sword casting pool, and the crescent moon began to take shape.

Then a group of men armed with hammers beat the weapon while it was not yet solid, removing the impurities and leaving only the gold essence.

These ancient swords are the essence of the sword left by the ancient craftsmen, after thousands of years, the sword soul and sword spirit are born inside, and at this time it is the most essential part of the essence to beat and cast.

The tungsten steel furnace burned red, and Zhu Nie took advantage of this to put the purple electrode black iron into the furnace for calcination, and Zhu Nie increased the open flame of the furnace to the maximum.

Another hour passed, and a swordsmith said: "Old farmer, you can't burn anymore, the tungsten furnace is about to explode!" ”

"Burn, keep burning!" Zhu Nie said resolutely.

Half an hour later, the water in the sword-forging pool was boiling, and the furnace cracked one after another, emitting a dazzling purple light!

"It's not enough, it's not enough, increase the fire, increase it to 5000!" Zhu Nie shouted.

"Father, are you crazy, add 5,000 stones to bake, there is no equipment that can support the fire!" The owner of Sword Forge said.

"Plus!" Zhu Nie said, his eyes were crazy.

The fire of the furnace turned from yellow to red, from red to blue, and from blue to purple, and the swordsmiths retreated as the furnace cracked, and golden juice flowed.

With a bang, the furnace exploded, and many people screamed, even if they ran far away, even if they were splashed by a drop of juice, they were either dead or maimed!

My mind moved, and the splash of molten came to a halt in the air.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Nie suddenly shattered the clothes on his body, revealing bronzed skin and strong muscles, he is now more than seventy, but the muscles are strong, and there is a feeling of explosion and fullness, Zhu Nie asked the forger of the Sword Casting Villa behind him to push the firearm and put it around the furnace, the flame ignited, spewing out a blue fire, and above the furnace, the purple pole dark iron has been melted, and the essence of the dark iron has gathered and not dispersed, and it has not flowed with the golden juice.