The light helmet weighs as much as Jiuding at this time, because it is related to Zhang Liao's fate! Putting it on or putting it down opens up a completely different path to the future. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Song Zhong and Fang Zhixing became impatient together, they couldn't wait to break open the floor-to-ceiling window and snatch Zhang Liao away, but the words of the hurricane made them sigh helplessly.

"People have to make countless choices in their lives, and if you want to be strong, you must not allow others to interfere with your choices!" Guo Biao shook his head and persuaded, "While Zhang Liao is young and still has some freedom, you might as well let him choose for himself, after all, the choices we make cannot represent his choice." ”

Zhang Liao is making a difficult choice, because he is still unsure whether Mo Feng will be able to help him, and the sloppy old man hides everything, making him unpredictable, and he does not dare to joke about the future.

The gray fluorescent liquid under the glass of the countertop flows gently as if it has life, sometimes stirring up waves, sometimes splashing water.

Zhang Liao looked at the water surface quietly, and suddenly found that the liquid level at the concentration of his eyes was slightly concave, and this depression actually changed with the transfer of his gaze, such a strange discovery surprised him.

What the hell is this thing? I can be disturbed by my vision!

Zhang Daguan swallowed his saliva, he had participated in extreme sports many times, his heart beat involuntarily faster, he liked the excitement of being in the company of danger, and he was about to make a decision that was crazy enough to kill him.

"Damn, three hundred and sixty lines, the best in the line, who said that if you become a blacksmith, you must die?"

The helmet was put on his head, and the two tower masters who were looking at Zhang Liao suddenly changed their faces, gritting their teeth one by one, eager to find Mo Feng desperately! How could they not see that once Zhang Liao put on the helmet, he could only become Mo Feng's disciple? No matter how unsuccessful Zhang Liao's next performance is, he and Mo Feng will have to bear the consequences for their respective choices.

Apprenticeship is not child's play!

Song Zhong, whose eyes were already prominent, couldn't get angry, and stomped his feet and turned away, looking at his angry expression, he was afraid that he would have to fulfill his previous promise. And Fang Zhixing stayed where he was with a bitter face, and he was more concerned about Zhang Liao's next performance than before.

At this moment, Zhang Liao was distracted, for some reason, he felt that his spirit was unprecedentedly strong, as far as his eyes could see, as if he could touch the outline of the real thing, and he focused his gaze on the unknown liquid, and he saw that the water surface showed an extremely clear depression.

"It's a spiritual enhancement device!" Mo Feng's tone softened, and there was less ambiguity and impatience in his words, he was manipulating another forging platform next to him, Zhang Liao saw it in a fog, and he was very puzzled.

"The energy transmission efficiency of weapons forged by ordinary methods is not high, which will cause a large waste of energy crystals, especially in the era when thermal weapons have developed rapidly until they dominate the world, cold weapons have almost become decorations." The sloppy old man seemed to sense Zhang Liao's doubts, and explained to himself, "And the discovery and development of [Hui Liquid] has made cold weapons a weapon that the strong rely on again. ”

Ash liquor?

Zhang Liao looked at the water waves and thought that this name was really straightforward.

"The glow liquid is particularly special, it is very susceptible to spiritual influences before solidifying, you still have thirty seconds to explore freely, and after the remelted molten iron is injected into the spirit forging table, you must use the spirit control to control the glow liquid, shape the molten iron, and then make the glow liquid penetrate the sword body." Speaking of this, Mo Feng grinned, and the smell of wine erupted from his mouth, "This is not only technical work, but also physical work!" ”

Zhang Liao was stunned when he heard this, and used the mind control ash liquid to shape the molten iron? Do you have to go through the sword? He focused on trying it and found that although Hui Liquid was extremely susceptible to spiritual influences, he could not accurately control his own spirit, and the problem Zhang Liao faced was the biggest reason why the blacksmith group was scarce.

With this mastery of controlling the spirit, why can't you do something? It's too unpromising to be a tired blacksmith!

Thirty seconds passed quickly, and Zhang Liao could feel that the red molten iron injected into the spirit forging platform neither floated nor sank, just hanging in the glow liquid. He kept trying to manipulate Hui Liquid with his spirit, but Hui Liquid was like a disobedient child, and he ran away without paying attention, let alone shaping, and couldn't even change the shape of the molten iron.

That's not going to work!

With no progress at all, Zhang Liao simply narrowed his eyes, making a simple sword pattern in his mind clearer and clearer, although this had some effect, but the molten iron still did not form a shape.

Mo Feng on the side looked at Zhang Liao, he was not in a hurry at this time, his eyes were in a trance, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hmmm! Something else has to be done! Zhang Liao thought in his heart, and suddenly focused his attention on the primary forging skill, this life skill only introduced that he had a superficial forging technique, but he didn't say the specific scope of use! What happens if I cast a forging skill on Glow?

Thinking of doing it, Zhang Liao immediately launched the forging skill, and he was shocked to find that his spiritual power turned into an invisible hammer and smashed on the molten iron hidden in the Hui liquid.

With a flash of his eyes, Mo Feng withdrew his attention.

Hey! There's a play!

Looking at the molten iron that produced changes, Zhang Liao continued to use his forging skills as if he had discovered a new continent, and finally made it show the prototype of the sword fetus, but the problem immediately emerged, the spiritual hammer had reached its limiting effect, and the place where it was struck earlier began to spread freely with the spirit leaving.

"Shhh Zhang Liao bared his teeth, and secretly said that he had to think of a more efficient way, otherwise he would not even be qualified for shaping, let alone penetration!

Zhang Liao stared at the sword style in his mind, and suddenly had an idea: "Eh! Is there a way to make this sword manifest through spiritual power? ”

Next, Zhang Liao began to keep trying, not to mention, let him really explore new ways to use it!

Concentrate most of his energy on the sword style in his mind as much as possible, and then use the remaining energy to outline it, and the moment the outline is formed, he immediately releases the forging skill on the molten iron, and the sword outline he just sketched immediately acts on the molten iron.

The sword body that was crooked and twisted one moment ago became smooth and regular in the next moment, so that Mo Feng couldn't help but glance at Zhang Liao more, and Fang Zhixing over there was stunned in his heart at the same time, but also became more and more gloomy, such an outstanding energy control, and his study of scientific research is thousands of times stronger than being a blacksmith!

"Mistaken son!" Fang Zhixing was heartbroken, "Completely mistaken children! ”

After the shaping was completed, the next step was to penetrate the glow liquid, because Mo Feng did not specify it, so Zhang Liao could only grope for it. He first concocted the same method, reinforcing the shape of the sword body, and then manipulated the Hui liquid to penetrate into the center of the section, and he quickly realized the difficulty. After shaping, the molten iron was reduced by the influence of the glow liquid, and this required Zhang Liao to consume more energy, and he was already sweating profusely after only opening a fifth.

"This is not only technical work, but also individual work, the sloppy old man is really right!"

Next, Zhang Liao began a long and arduous road of opening up, the slender infiltrating glow liquid continued to grow with Zhang Liao's thoughts, and his physical strength and energy were also passing rapidly, Fang Zhixing over there continued to pay attention to Zhang Liao's changes, and then made a judgment that made him more and more painful: "Zhang Liao's energy must have reached the limit of ordinary people, what a good seedling!" The student I took last year, even if he broke through the first-order genetic lock, was not much higher than him! ”

"Alas, alas......" Fang Zhixing sighed three times, unwilling to look more, and left alone with his hands, his back was more lonely and lonely.

Lin Luoying looked at each other and smiled, they could also understand how regrettable it was to not be able to make a genius into a strong man with his own hands.

The two thought at the same time: "I hope that Mo Feng can take on the responsibility of being a teacher once!" ”

A full ten minutes passed, and Zhang Liao once again felt the feeling of imminent dehydration, sweating all over, soaking through his clothes, his face was frighteningly white, and his lips were bloodless, but his eyes were surprisingly resolute, and he was always staring at the liquid that was about to penetrate the sword body, moving towards the tip of the sword little by little.

The massive consumption of physical strength and energy made him involuntarily begin to tremble, and he had to hold the forge table with both hands to maintain his balance.

Soon! It's almost a success!

Zhang Liao kept cheering in her heart, and Xiaomei's eyes on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling window became more and more concerned, when she first met, Zhang Liao was as embarrassed as she was at this time, but that scene left an indelible mark on her heart.

It won't be long before I can help you!

Xiaomei pursed her lips and thought.

The Hui liquid incarnated as a cavalry army continued to open up in the sword body, Zhang Liao was like a strategist, living in the rear to strategize, well, although the appearance was really miserable, but he had already commanded the army to break through the enemy's city gate at this time, leaving only the sword pointing to the last trip of the city lord's mansion.

As the sweat flowed freely, the glow slowly but firmly poured towards the tip of the sword, the scruffy old man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the wine on his face receded.

Suddenly, Zhang Liao roared, and Hui Liquid also successfully penetrated the fiery red sword body with the roar!

"Haha!"

Looking at the prototype of the sword body that had already taken shape, Zhang Liao, who was pale in complexion, laughed out loud with relief, but then his body swayed and was about to faint to the ground, Mo Feng saw that the situation was not good, and patted him on the shoulder, and Zhang Liao immediately felt warm all over his body, and his weak state eased.

The helmet was taken off by Mo Feng, and Zhang Liao heard the sloppy old man say softly: "Good job, let's watch from the side first!" ”

Zhang Liao staggered to the side, and then saw the spirit forging table crack open from it, and a scorching sword body with a red body floated out of the fluorescent glow.

Clang!

The symphony of gold and iron was pleasant and crisp, and Mo Feng, who personally knocked down the first hammer, turned his back to Zhang Liao and said: "It is said that peers are light, but there are few people in our line of iron, so I have never thought of dying to the peers." But that doesn't mean that there can't be a strong man in a blacksmith! I think that at the beginning, when the Sword Twin Gates were not divided and decayed, which gate master was not the premier master of the Dao Forging Sect? Even if the Shimada family wants to forge the Blue Blood Dragon Sword, they have to beg the current master. ”

Only Zhang Liao could hear these words, because Mo Feng completely blocked his voice.

Zhang Liao was in a trance in his heart, and couldn't help but imagine what kind of scene it was?

Bang Bang Bang!

The reflection of the firelight made Mo Feng's cheeks flush red again: "The reason why I say this is just to let you know that the strong are the only ones, but there are thousands of roads to the strong!" Take this sword as an example, at first it was just a useless molten iron, which can be shaped by your spirit and forged on the inside, and I hammered the sword with lines on the outside, even though it does not have a natural good skin, but it is also stronger than the standard weapons that are mass-produced. ”

Zhang Liao was deeply affected by Mo Feng's words, and he couldn't help but look at the fiery red sword body that gradually took shape in the hammer strike, and the crimson texture that faintly appeared on it, like a flame, soared in his heart.

The hammer fell heavily, and Mo Feng sighed lightly: "Everyone in the world says that it is easy to forge a sword, but as everyone knows, this is no different from the finishing touch!" ”

Zhang Liao nodded thoughtfully.

Mo Feng put down the hammer, manipulated the forging table for final processing, hollowed out the end of the hilt, placed the crystal slot, attached the non-slip sword stem (handle), and fixed the handguard sword grid.

Handing the freshly baked long sword to Zhang Liao, the sloppy old man's eyes were no longer hazy and drunk.

"This sword, I'm not going to open it myself."

"And whether it can cut off several thorns on the road of the strong depends on your own ability."