Chapter 112: Persecution

In the face of Yang Peng's question, Qi Weng said: "It's either not good, or it's too tyrant." If any craftsman makes such a tool for the owner, then the owner who has been harmed must go bankrupt!"

"You won't burn out the mantis arm, right?" Yang Peng was still a little worried.

"No!" replied the Instrument, "what kind of beast is the mantis? Even a treasure like 'Blazing Black Iron' is eaten in the beast's mouth like chewing beans!

"That's it!"

Although Yang Peng had seen mantis beasts and fought with them, he didn't know that they still had this habit.

Being able to feed on iron essence is also strong.

But he didn't know that at this point, the mantis arm beast could only be regarded as a small witch. There are ancient beasts that feed on flames, Xuan Bing, and even stars.

"Just wait and see, and in a moment the mantis arm will burn bright, until it will be shiny and silvery, and it will be almost there. If the arms of the Mantis Beast King can burn out gold streaks in the silver light! Silver light and golden light are intertwined and flashing, and they shine dazzlingly, then it is called beautiful!"

"But even if it's this mantis arm now, there's no problem in forging a soul soldier!"

"Impossible, will he forge a soul soldier?"

Yang Peng shook his head, he has been learning weapon making for so long, he has seen the refining soldiers, but he has not seen the soul soldiers. Although I want to see how to build a soul soldier, I also know that it is impossible.

Don't look at the appearance of this Master Lang who is generous and righteous, and does not hesitate to go to the soup for the Bow City, but what he thinks in his heart is definitely how to not only grandstand the public, but also win himself.

"This product is burdened by fame, I want to be a bitch, and I want to set up a memorial arch, it's good to have this idea!" Yang Peng sneered.

In fact, Yang Peng has always been playing drums in his heart. If Master Lang is really shameless, he will create a mortal soldier for him, and it will be a lot of fun.

But that's not possible.

Master Lang is a five-star weapon master, and he loves to use the mantis arm to create a mortal soldier to win him, and it is estimated that he still can't pull off that old face.

He was also sure that this Master Lang wouldn't do that!

That's what he bet on!

Then he asked, "Isn't he going to forge a sword?" Yang Peng still couldn't understand, "This mantis arm doesn't look like a sword?"

"Stupid, what is the sword mold on the ground for? What is the molten iron smelted in the furnace for?"

"I see. He was going to wrap this mantis arm with molten iron for the end...... What should I do?" Yang Peng asked again.

"There are already qi veins in the beast's arm, so you don't have to worry about that. But after the beast arm was tempered by flames, it had to be reduced from at least three zhang to one, which was harder than pure gold. It is not easy to fuse with the stubborn iron and gold essence wrapped outside. "However, if he can't even do this, you can cut down his banner, take off his robe, and take off his badge." Then ......"

"I still don't understand a little! For example, I want to build this big sword...... Yang Peng naturally will not let go of this opportunity to learn art, and naturally will not let the instrument deviate from the theme.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the instrument man: "Hey, I understand, you are at least a five-star maker now." You see, what else can I do to earn those eight bottles of ancient beast blood!"

Ten bottles of ancient beast blood, and the instrument will have to take eight bottles, which was also negotiated before Master Lang signed the military order at that time.

"Are you hiding your personal interests for this?" Yang Peng was dissatisfied.

"It's not that I won't teach you, but even if I teach you now, you won't be able to learn it! The realm hasn't reached there!" Qi Weng deliberately lengthened his voice to stimulate Yang Peng.

Yang Peng only smacked his lips.

"However, this old turtle is okay, it seems that at least he went to the refining soldiers, you can rest assured for the time being. Then let him do some hard work first, and then we'll give him a boost at the end, as long as he doesn't get too cowardly. ”

"No problem, right?"

"Listen to me, that's right!"

"I'm staking my life this time, you have to be reliable. ”

"Am I being unreliable?"

"Oh, it's flashing! The bones are flashing!"

Suddenly, the generals went up and down the stage, and people exclaimed together.

Yang Peng looked up, and he saw that, as the instrument man said, under the refining of the flames, the mantis arm emitted a silver bright light.

It was very dazzling in the blue flames.

After the tempering of the flames, the mantis arm was indeed much shorter, from the original three zhang long to only one zhang long.

"Sword model ready!"

Master Lang's figure flashed in the air and came to the point platform.

Hearing the shout, the big iron man below picked up the big sword mold on the table and placed it at the tap hole of the furnace.

As soon as I twisted the knob below, molten iron with white light in the yellow flowed out.

Sparks splash.

When the molten iron was about to flow halfway to the sword mold, Master Lang beckoned, "Mantis arm!"

The big iron man in the air shrank suddenly, returning to its original height of one zhang. At the same time, he slowly and little by little put the silver mantis arm in his hand into the sword mold.

But he didn't put it down completely, but continued to hold the end of the mantis arm.

Obviously, he was afraid that the mantis arm would sink to the bottom all of a sudden.

The big iron man's hand was also stretched out into the molten iron at this time, and puffs of green smoke rose up. Fortunately, this big iron man is also made of extraordinary iron, so he didn't put a pair of hands into it.

"It seems that you can't do it without this big iron man! Otherwise, you won't be able to get it at this level!" Yang Peng also sighed, "Sure enough, it is a master-level existence, just this set of skills, ordinary people don't have it!"

"Cut!"

Qi Weng was disdainful, "It's old-fashioned at first glance! Punch a few true qi brackets in the molten iron of the sword mold, support the mantis arm, and solve all problems." Still in your hands?"

"Then why didn't he do it?" Yang Peng continued.

"If he knew these details, he wouldn't be a turtle!"

"Then you teach me?"

"Okay, give me your two bottles of ancient beast blood. ”

"Don't talk about it! I kept those two bottles for my patriarch. Yang Peng refused.

"Add hot metal again, fill up this time!"

While Yang Peng was talking with Qi Weng, Master Lang shouted again.

The molten iron continued to flow into the sword mold, gradually covering the mantis arm.

And the big iron man didn't let go of his hand until the molten iron began to slowly condense.

In the "Cupola", the flames are still "whirring", and the purple and cyan flame heads burst out from above, heading straight into the sky.

There was silence on the stage.

Obviously, Master Lang was waiting for the molten iron in the sword mold to cool down and solidify.

Finally, the molten iron in the sword mold turned dark red, and a layer of black-gray impurities appeared on it.

"Forge!"

Master Lang shouted, and a big iron man picked up the sword model, "Bang Dong", and put the sword mold on the big anvil, and then a sword tire with a length of one zhang appeared on the anvil.

Then, the big iron man picked up a sledgehammer and threw it at the sword tire—"Bang!"

"Earth turtle, don't you want to destroy this sword fetus by moving the hammer like this?" Suddenly, the earth weapon Weng shouted in Yang Peng's head, "You have to stop him!"

"This old miscellaneous hair is really going to be bad, what can I do about this?" Yang Peng was also shocked.

Just now, the reason why he followed everyone to praise Master Lang was to make him dizzy, and to cast a sword for Bow City and cast a really good array weapon.

But now this thing is deliberately trying to destroy this big sword!

"He did it on purpose. It seems that this old turtle really dares to be bad!"

This is not surprising, Yang Peng has a military order with him, if Yang Peng's Earth Fire Dragon Soul Sword does not accept his main formation weapon, Yang Peng will lose, and vice versa, Yang Peng will win. Lang's laughter was naturally to keep the level of this big sword from being too high.

"The question now is how to stop him!" Yang Peng was also a little anxious, "Tem's, what he says is better than what he sings, but it is secretly bubbling with bad water!"

"It's hard to stop!"

The Instrument Weng also said helplessly, "The sledgehammer is in his hand, unless you can grab it!" but still muttered: "I need to think about it, what if he really creates a mortal soldier?"

"Wait!"

At this moment, Ling'er over there stood up from his seat, "Master Lang, I want to ask, what level of formation weapon will this big sword you built be?"

As he spoke, the two big eyes were gurgling, obviously he also saw Yang Peng's nervousness and saw that something was wrong.

"Huh?"

Master Lang raised his head, "Hehe, Princess Lingyue, should you ask this?" as he spoke, his eyelids drooped, and his hands copied into the sleeves of the purple robe, looking like "Which onion are you?"

"Why shouldn't I ask, I'm the overseer under orders!" Ling'er replied with a smile, "I don't believe you can ask Elder Dong." ”

She pointed to Dong Lao next to her.

"Hehe, yes, it's the overseer!" Dong Lao nodded again and again.

"This ...... What shall I say?"

Just now, Tuoba Hong said that Ling'er was pulling the banner as a tiger skin, and falsely passed on his fate. But now that Dong Lao testified, Master Lang was also helpless, so he had to be vague.

"What does this mean?" Ling'er asked.

"Hehe, Princess Lingyue, the weaponmaker builds weapons, but he never makes any guarantees. Even if it's scrapped, there's no way around it. This is the rule of the craft world. I don't blame you if you don't understand, but there are quite a few people here who do. Master Lang replied with a smile.

"Young Master Yang," Ling'er turned to Yang Peng again, "What grade is your Earth Fire Dragon Soul Sword?"

"Junior refiners. ”

Ling'er nodded, "Yang Gongzi and the royal artifact master used stubborn iron and refined gold to add some amethyst sand ying to create a refining army, and Master Lang also used the mantis beast arm, if they can't create a higher formation weapon than them...... I think your flag embroidered with five gold stars should be pulled off, right?"

"Okay! or my daughter-in-law is smart!" Yang Peng secretly drank.

That's a good reason. "Brain, the machine is also approving, "Your little female phoenix is smart, and it is just right to use this kind of agitation method to excite the turtle." But she doesn't know how to make weapons, and neither do the others, even if that turtle creates a refining weapon that is taller than yours, it still can't make your Earth Fire Dragon Soul Sword surrender to it!"