In the forging room, the air was extremely hot, and clumps of earth fire emerged from the ground, and were drawn out by the power of nothingness, forming a flame that could be smelted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking at the layout of the entire forging room, Wang Ling's face showed curiosity.

"Well, haven't you seen it?" Feng Yao had already noticed his eyes.

After having been in contact with Wang Ling for so many years, she naturally knows some of his details. There are many people in this world who don't know what a forge room looks like, because it is too luxurious to build a room like this.

To put it simply, tools that can control the earth fire, even if the tool is extracted from the earth fire, it is very difficult to find.

It's not someone who wants to build it, there are so many game forging masters in the Feng clan, Feng Yao has her own forging room.

She is a blacksmith herself, and her skills are not bad, she can be compared to the masters of the clan, otherwise, the little princess would not come to her to build weapons.

Wang Ling followed behind Feng Yao, looking ahead. In front of him was a device similar to a large furnace, which was large enough to be like a small room, and took up half of the forging room.

Presumably, this is the forge for crafting weapons.

Just as he was thinking, Feng Yao opened the lid of the furnace, and the flames that had originally gushed out through the lid immediately jumped up, like a flame demon, rising higher and higher, and finally crashed into a void and turned into monstrous flames.

The fire was too fierce and spectacular, Wang Ling was a little surprised, and at the same time curious about how Feng Yao should refine the weapon.

I didn't see any big movements, I saw Feng Yao raise her hand slightly, and the flames were suppressed in an instant.

There was a burst of explosions, and the flames did not come down automatically, but were pressed by a force, and it could be seen that there were several wisps of flames bursting under this pressure.

Being able to witness the refining weapon with his own eyes, Wang Ling seemed a little excited, rubbed his hands, looked at Feng Yao, and asked excitedly, "What am I doing now?" ”

"You don't need anything, just look at it, listen to my orders, and prepare to put the brand of the Feng Clan's inheritance into the weapon." Feng Yao said.

"Okay." Wang Ling will wait and see.

Feng Yao turned on the furnace, and as soon as the cosmic energy in her body moved, it poured into the forging furnace.

At the same time, she threw the prepared refining materials into the furnace one after another.

When she finished throwing away the materials at hand, she looked intently at the stove, controlled it with her consciousness, and continued to pour cosmic energy.

The forge burned, and the flames rose and whirred, drowning the entire furnace.

As the flame rises, so does the temperature inside the furnace.

Wang Ling's vision was blocked by the flames, and he could only see clearly by relying on the power of consciousness.

The metal inside the furnace was melting, turning into liquids, and soon all of them were fused together again, slowly forming the appearance of a weapon.

The weapon's appearance is very vague, it is not clear to see, and it can only be vaguely recognized.

At this time, I saw Feng Yao take out a Qiankun bag, take out all kinds of strange metals from it, throw them into the furnace in turn, and continue to control the forging.

As soon as the metal material enters the furnace, it is immediately surrounded by those liquids, and at the same time, it slowly melts under the temperature of forging.

It is constantly melting, and at the same time, the two are merging with each other.

Seeing that those metal materials were about to become new liquids again, the cosmic energy that Feng Yao input into the forging furnace suddenly increased, the flames of the furnace immediately stirred, and the temperature was like an explosion, and the two liquids that were about to fuse together flew away in the blink of an eye, and they actually rotated around each other like two Yi gossip.

"Ready." Feng Yao spoke.

Hearing this, Wang Ling immediately became energetic.

"Wait a while and try to put the Feng Clan Inheritance Brand into it, don't make a mistake, if you make a mistake, the weapon will be useless." Feng Yao spoke.

"Understood." Wang Ling nodded.

The two swirling masses of liquid eventually fuse together and become a third liquid, which seems to be very different from the other two as a result of the fusion.

The metal fused and became something new.

The materials were not finished yet, and next, Feng Yao took out several materials one after another and threw them into the forging furnace one by one.

After about half an hour, the liquid in the furnace was already red, and the surface of the body was also emitting a burning smell.

This time, Feng Yao took out some black metal, which was Hengjin, which was a small amount more than the last time the two of them found.

"Start branding." Feng Yao said this, and had already thrown the Hengjin in his hand into it.

As soon as Hengjin entered the forging furnace, it was like water droplets falling into the boiling oil pot, and the flames rose all at once, as if the furnace was about to explode.

Feng Yao was not slow, controlling the input of cosmic energy and regulating the temperature of the flame.

After a short time, the fire was slowly suppressed and the flames became calm.

The situation in the forge was also revealed, first of all, the liquid, nothing had changed, only the constant gold, the black of the body had faded, revealing the color of the gold with red, like the sun.

Because the color is blazing like the sun, it is called Hengjin, and because this metal is very precious enough to deserve this name.

Standing aside, Wang Ling had already heard Feng Yao's words, and as soon as he heard it, he urged the inheritance, and a phoenix shadow was already entangled in the mass of metal in the furnace, hovering.

It is not so easy to punch the inheritance sigil into the metal body, and doing this is like carving a stone with a wooden knife.

Of course, if he is slowly imprinted, he can still imprint the inheritance mark on it, because his strength is not good, so it will become so difficult.

Little by little, the metal in the forging furnace changes in a slight amplitude.

Wang Ling took a deep breath and patiently continued to imprint the inheritance on it.

I'm not afraid that it's slow, I'm afraid that it won't have an effect, although the speed of the imprint is very slow, but Wang Ling has enough patience to carry it out.

Under the continuous calcination, Hengjin slowly melted. The golden liquid, translucent red, was very eye-catching, and in the forge furnace, it was like a shocking blood.

Not only is this metal scarce, but it's so beautiful that it's like a dream.

Feng Yao slowly controlled, allowing Hengjin to fuse with other metals until a huge mass of liquid was formed, and the main metal material for the weapon was completed.

Under her control, the liquid began to shapeshift, slowly becoming a sword.

In this process, Wang Ling has been imprinting the inheritance.

Time passed slowly, and with a phoenix chirping, a mini phoenix shadow loomed in the metal solution.

It succeeded, imprinting the legacy into the weapon.

After the inheritance brand, the metal solution seemed to have undergone a metamorphosis, and a strong aura emanated.

Feeling this breath, Feng Yao's face showed a look of satisfaction, and she praised in her mouth: "Boy, it's not bad, it's done so quickly." ”

"It's fine." Wang Ling said lightly, "How long do you need to finish?" ”

Feng Yao glanced at the stove and said calmly: "It's early, why don't you leave first, that little girl must still be waiting, you can play with her." ”

"No, you don't." Wang Ling had long been extremely curious about forging weapons, looking at the forging furnace, his eyes were attentive, "I'm not in a hurry." ”

"It's up to you." Feng Yao continued to concentrate on forging weapons.