Red molten iron danced and sparked, slowly flowing out of the furnace.

At the other end of the guide tube is a half-human-high mold.

The mold shaped by purple sand mud adopts a sandwich design to present a full arc.

What puzzled Fang Daqi and the other refiners was that the entire mold was actually placed on a four-wheeled flatbed truck.

But soon, they learned why.

Because they know, they are even more confused.

The wheelchair slid forward, Ye Changsheng grabbed the two handles above the mold and shook them slightly, and the molten metal injected into the mold was also shaking slightly.

Under the realm of "contemplation formation", Ye Changsheng's mind had already rehearsed the formation of the metal molten vein.

But in order to make the vein more smooth and the layout more reasonable, he also has to take the initiative to improve the structure of the vein.

Under the realm of "Demonic Heart", as the molten metal slowly solidifies, the veins inside the metal are presented in a three-dimensional form, and then slowly spread outward.

The molten iron continued to flow into the interlayer of the mold, and the veins continued to expand internally, and the force of the immortal shaking began to increase.

Fang Daqi watched quietly, his expression becoming more and more frightened.

He was sure that Ye Changsheng must have sensed the internal structure of the metal through some secret method!

If it weren't for that, it would be impossible to explain Ye Changsheng's approach.

He was also sure that this was definitely not the talent of the Divine Refining Family, because a long time ago, the Alchemist Guild had studied the Maple City Ye Family's sword-forging technique.

Among all the casting secret methods of the Ye family in Maple City, among the talents of bloodline inheritance, there is absolutely no such thing as Ye Changsheng.

No wonder, no wonder Ye Changsheng was so confident that he could perfectly melt nine pieces of metal of different materials together.

Because in Ye Changsheng's eyes, the nine pieces of metal were originally one, but they were just split apart because of external forces.

This is wonderful, Fang Daqi feels leisurely and fascinated when he thinks about it.

It's like a clever carver who just frees a human figure from the stone, like an experienced old farmer who sees the earth full of crops, and you can't see it, just because it's not the right time to see it.

Finally, Ye Changsheng stopped shaking and leaned on the back of the chair in collapse, his forehead and face crawling with beads of sweat.

Fang Daqi and the others didn't need to look at it to know that Ye Changsheng had succeeded.

The aura emitted by that piece of fire-attribute metal, except for the initial weakening, remained in a constant state.

In other words, this piece of metal has almost no loss of spirituality!

The refiners looked at each other, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.

This is just an ordinary furnace tripod, but the attribute materials that are melted and cast are even purer than the ones they used to smelt with the refining tripod.

What amazed them even more was Ye Changsheng's unpredictable "shaking" method.

They were only one step slower than Fang Daqi, and vaguely guessed Ye Changsheng's intentions.

Ye Changsheng wanted to turn hundreds of materials into nine huge puzzle pieces.

These puzzles must be stitched together not only in appearance, but also in the internal structure!

The amount of computing power, mental and mental power consumed in this process is unimaginable.

It wasn't until this moment that many refiners really had a trace of respect for Ye Changsheng.

Because this time, what Ye Changsheng did, they couldn't do it at all!

Originally, they thought that Ye Changsheng would definitely go back to rest, but unexpectedly, Ye Changsheng just closed his eyes in a wheelchair for a while, and then opened his eyes.

"Elder Lu, clean up the furnace!" Changsheng said hoarsely.

Elder Lu hurriedly responded, and put a shovel of ingredients that had been prepared into the depths of the furnace.

Cleaning the ingredients of the furnace can not only clean away the residual attribute energy of the furnace, but also clean up the fine impurities generated by the smelted materials.

At the end of the day, all of these cleaning ingredients are vaporized and disappear without a trace.

In this way, the cleaned furnace is clean and ready for a second melting.

For a day and a night, Ye Changsheng stayed in front of the furnace and cast all the remaining four metal materials.

So far, none of the five metal parts have failed, and all of them have succeeded!

Elder Lu, Fang Daqi and the others carefully inspected the five metal castings, all of them looked excited and nodded vigorously.

In the sword-forging room, everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and a smile of joy appeared on their faces.

Ye Changsheng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole person was almost collapsed.

It's not that he doesn't want to rest, it's that he can't stop at all.

It is inevitable that the veins and structures in the metal parts have undergone some changes from what he originally expected.

If Changsheng stopped, it meant that he would have to start over with deduction and calculation before every time he melted and forged in the future.

Rather than doing that, it's better to do it all at once.

In this way, the five successfully cast metal parts can be regarded as a whole, so the amount of data he calculates in the future will be much smaller and more accurate.

Fang Daqi stepped forward with a smile: "Changsheng, today is really an eye-opener, an eye-opener!"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to push the wheelchair and walked out.

Fa Yan Zong's non-remarks have all pushed the wheelchair for Ye Changsheng, and it is not a big deal for him to push it.

Besides, Ye Changsheng's performance today made him unconvinced.

In the No. 3 Sword Casting Room, the two closed doors finally opened, and the masters and apprentices of the Sword Hall stood guard outside the door, looking at the crowd with nervous expressions.

They are not eligible to enter the Swordsmithing Chamber, but they have also contributed their part, whether they succeed or fail.

When everyone saw Elder Lu's bright smile, how could they not understand, and suddenly burst into earth-shattering cheers.

A smile appeared on Ye Changsheng's pale face, and he said loudly: "Keep up the good work!"

Fang Daqi turned to look at the refiners, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and said sharply: "I heard it, next, if any of you make a mistake, Lao Tzu will pick your skin!"

The refiners and apprentices nodded one after another, they had long been accustomed to the rugged style of the elder, which made everyone in the Sword Hall stunned.

You must know that before this, not to mention the elders of the high-ranking Alchemist Guild, even if it is a nine-rank refiner, it is an unattainable existence in their eyes.

Who would have thought that the fairy-like elders would be like them, a rough old man full of dirty words.

When everyone was busy, Ye Xiangbei stepped forward and whispered: "Son, the big shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion is here, and his subordinates didn't dare to let them in." ”

Changsheng said coldly: "Tell them that the Ask Sword Hall is temporarily closed and not open to the public." ”

Ye Xiangbei smiled bitterly: "I said it, but they have been standing outside the gate for a long time, but they just don't leave, saying that they must see you." ”

Fang Daqi, who was pushing the wheelchair, suddenly said: "Changsheng, you should meet it, the big shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion is a difficult character, if she can't see you, she will never give up." ”

Ye Changsheng had a strange expression and looked sideways at Fang Daqi.

Pretend to be stupid, right, don't you know the reason why I don't see people?