Duang！

Hong Xiaobao smashed down with a hammer, and Old Demon Yin suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

He glanced at the big knife that was hammered beyond recognition by Hong Xiaobao, shook his head very dissatisfied, and said, "It's so-so, if you hammer it again, this knife will probably have to be recast...... Let's quench the molten iron first. ”

Then as soon as he stopped, Hong Xiaobao, who had just woken up from a dream, felt that his whole person was not good, and he always felt ...... I seem to have been played bad by Old Demon Yin.

I just hammered thousands of notes in one go, and each one was with all my strength, and the strength was not at all comparable to when I forged the Xuaniron Cauldron, and at the same time, I had to meet all kinds of strange requirements of Old Demon Yin, such as urgency, such as slow, such as light, such as heavy, etc., in addition, I had to divide my energy to control the temperature rise and fall of the bonfire array......

To be honest, Hong Xiaobao didn't know how he survived at all.

He only remembered that he had only one thought in his heart at that time: for Xiao'er!For Xiao'er!For Xiao'er......

Then, when he came back to his senses, he found that his body had faithfully carried out Old Demon Yin's order, and put the big knife into the iron juice that had just melted - if a piece of square iron could also be called a knife.

When I took it out again, the whole knife was already fattened, and the surrounding area was covered with iron juice like batter.

"Quench and cool!"

Old Demon Yin commanded, and at the same time dropped a twilight stone in the stone water tank next to him.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "slag", and the whole tank of water turned a miserable white color, and it was cold to the bones in an instant, and the fog was bursting. Immediately afterwards, as Hong Xiaobao inserted the big knife blank into it, there was a sound of "slag" again, and the white mist was steaming and steaming.

"Reheat and burn red!" Old Demon Yin's voice came faintly.

His figure loomed in the white mist, and he looked a little fluttering.

"Just now you have hammered away the impurities on the knife that have been eroded by the years, and now when you add new iron juice, new impurities will be produced. That's it...... Keep hammering until all the impurities are gone, and the old and new materials are completely fused, and this knife is half repaired. ”

"Okay. Hong Xiaobao responded.

As he spoke, he silently controlled the bonfire array to heat up, and after it burned red, he silently picked up the Ugin Hammer.

He thought that after the fierce hammer just now, his entire arm was estimated to be useless, but who knew that now with a swing of the hammer, he found that it was actually ......

What's going on with the thief being relaxed?

It's like...... Just a burst of intense exercise, just a warm-up?

Hong Xiaobao was taken aback by his discovery: When did his body become so cranky? According to today's strength, it is estimated that he can overturn Wuzhang Qinglei to the ground with brute force alone, right? It's just a pervert, there is wood!

But he didn't have time to think about it at all, Old Demon Yin's voice had already sounded like a talisman.

"Push harder, don't stop!"

"Remember every point that the old man said! Turn all the power skills into your instinct! Only when you really do it like your fingers, will you have the slightest chance to practice the Heaven Thief Pill to save your fiancée......"

Knowing that Old Demon Yin was talking serious nonsense, Hong Xiaobao still honestly waved the Ugin hammer, hammered it with all his might, and hammered it hard...... In short, all kinds of hammers.

Because just now, he suddenly understood something.

For himself, repairing weapons to make money for his future wife to refine the Heavenly Pill is the most important, and practicing is secondary.

However, for Yin Lao Mo, improving his strength through the process of casting is the most important thing, and making money by refining weapons itself is secondary.

It's like......

is also casting, Hong Xiaobao casts weapons, but Yin Lao Mo casts Hong Xiaobao.

That's it......

I can't disappoint him for all his hard work!

At this time, in the gap between the secondary heating of the knife blank, the surrounding shops breathed a sigh of relief, but it was not a few minutes later, and they had not even breathed evenly...... Not again!

Yes!

I can't stand it!

If I continue to toss like this, I'd rather go to the Demon Gate to eat a wave of magic sounds!

So all the shopkeepers were angry, and they followed the sound in groups to find Baoyunxuan. As a result, when they arrived at the door, they couldn't help but burst into tears.

- Fuck your sister's shop protection formation! Which idiot designed it? Come out, promise not to kill you!

The inside of this broken formation can come out, but the outside can't get in—whether it's a person or a voice—how can we protest and complain?

"Little Boss Hong, Little Boss Hong! Open the door~~~~"

"Hong Xiaobao, get out of here!"

They shouted outside until their voices were broken, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't beat the law enforcement team, they probably even had the heart to break the formation violently, but there was no movement except for "DuangDuangDuangDuang".

"I can't pass this day......" In an instant, Bao Yunxuan fainted from crying.

In the casting room, Hong Xiaobao almost laughed.

As Old Demon Yin kept pointing out, he gradually entered a very mysterious state. I just feel that the Ugin hammer seems to be slowly becoming an extension of his hands.

I saw that his eyes had been closed for some time, but his hands seemed to have eyes, and they kept hitting the place where they should have been beaten, one after another, more accurate than what he had seen, absolutely not the slightest.

At this moment, Hong Xiaobao can clearly perceive every detail of the knife blank and the Ugin hammer just by feeling.

Where there are impurities, where there are gaps, where there are nodes, where there are flaws, when to hit urgently, when to slow down, where to hit hard, where to tap...... All kinds of information flowed through his mind like water.

And the Ugin hammer in his hand, although it has always maintained the input of this ten percent aura, it will definitely not be lighter when it should be strong, and it will definitely not be one or two heavier when it should be light, it feels great.

Maybe......

This is what the old man called the realm of "like an arm making a finger"?

Hong Xiaobao had a strong premonition that after this forging was over, there would be a breakthrough leap in his combat effectiveness.

It's like having ten percent of the power in the past, but you can only exert fifty percent, and more often, you often rely on brute force to crush it. But from today, maybe you can play tricks yourself?

"Almost, let's stop for a moment......"

At this time, Old Demon Yin's voice sounded slowly, and he didn't know if he was talking about a human or a knife.

"Quenching. ”

"Yes. ”

Hong Xiaobao did as he said.

It wasn't until Old Man Yin said "It's done" that he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

"Good knives!"

I saw that the recast broadsword had completely changed its appearance, even if it was placed in front of the withered old man in the Demon Gate, he would never recognize that this was the weapon of the Moon God Palace.

Well, how do you say it?

It is almost equivalent to recasting, and the most straightforward embodiment is that the Moon God Palace branded on the knife body is "special ~~ color...... Ahem, you know, it's that special ~~~ color, which has been completely smoothed out and restored to the appearance of a normal knife.

I saw that this knife was cold, the light could be seen, and the knife also formed a military vein, although it was reduced to a yellow-level weapon, but it was definitely a rare treasure knife in the yellow order.

Hong Xiaobao plucked a hair and put it on the blade of the knife and blew gently, the hair broke silently, and couldn't help but praise: "Blowing short hair, it's really a good knife!"

Then he took the blade of the knife as a mirror and looked at it, and praised: "Well, good technique!"

Old Demon Yin: "......"

The stinky boy was rare for a while, and then he turned his head and reverted to his old ways. Where did he learn this stinky and shameless skill? The old man remembered that he had never taught him!

"Hahaha......"

Hong Xiaobao pulled a knife flower and laughed at Old Demon Yin: "Old man, just with my technique, our knife can be sold for six or seven ...... no matter how much it drops."

"Six or seven hundred. Old man Yin interjected coldly.

Hong Xiaobao: "...... Thousand...... Right?"

This is embarrassing for the thief......

"How is it possible!" Hong Xiaobao suddenly screamed.

He poked the big knife in front of Old Man Yin, and shouted indignantly, "Look at this material, look at this technique, it's definitely ......."

"Well, it's definitely a shame. Old Demon Yin continued to poke his heart.

"Wow wow...... Old man, believe it or not, I'm turning my face!"

"Turn your face, turn your face! With your broken technique, you are embarrassed to show off in front of the old man?"

Old man Yin poured cold water on him mercilessly, and then pointed to the dozen or so knives, guns and sticks piled up behind him, "When you have successfully repaired all these weapons in a state of epiphany, you can barely be considered a beginner......

"Just barely ...... Getting started?" Hong Xiaobao's eyes darkened when he heard this.

Orz...

This big knife is the first one, my God! I thought I was at the peak of my life......

"What's more, a weapon worth three or five thousand spirit crystals, how can it be so simple? The most important thing, you haven't started yet!" Old Man Yin sneered.

Suddenly, he asked, "Boy, do you remember the basic formation outline that the old man once taught you?"

"Of course I remember......" Hong Xiaobao was weak.

[If there is an absolutely smooth river, if you place one or two small stones in the middle of the river, the surface will stir up a little ripple. If you have the right size and number of stones in your hand, and arrange them properly, you can make these waves form a straight line. 】

[And if the location of these stones is complex enough, the waves on the surface can even form flowers, human faces, etc.—and this is the truth of all formations.] 】

So fresh and refined...... cough, it's an easy-to-understand outline of the basic formation, to be honest, after listening to it once, it's really hard to forget. What's more, Hong Xiaobao himself slipped away when he played the bonfire array?

"But the refining weapon...... What does it have to do with the formation?" asked Hong Xiaobao puzzled.

"Of course it matters. Old Demon Yin said earnestly, "The old man asks you again, do you know what is the most fundamental difference between mortal weapons and spiritual weapons?

"This ......" Hong Xiaobao was suddenly speechless.

He knew that the Heavenly Order> the Earth Level> the Xuan Rank> the Yellow Rank > mortal weapons, but if he wanted to say one, two, three, he would be blind.

However, Old Demon Yin didn't expect him to answer, and he immediately revealed the answer on his own: "The difference between a mortal weapon and a spiritual weapon is whether it can guide spiritual energy. On this basis, the fundamental difference between the various grades of spiritual weapons lies in the amount of increase in spiritual energy. And the main factor that determines the amount of aura increase is the formation.

——Communicate the formation with aura, and then transform it into the corresponding spell through the formation, which is the spirit weapon.

The classification of spiritual weapons is strange, but one thing that remains unchanged is that the better the material and the more exquisite and powerful the formation, the higher the grade of the spiritual weapon......"

"At the same time, the more valuable it is!" Hong Xiaobao suddenly interjected excitedly.

“......”

Old Demon Yin glanced at him silently, resisted the urge to scold, just sighed, and then continued: "The only exception is probably the legendary Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon.

Heaven-level spiritual weapons, all of which are innate spiritual treasures generated with the beginning of heaven and earth, are all where the atmospheric luck is gathered, and one of them can settle the world, and it is no longer something that can be built by human beings, so you don't need to pay attention to it for the time being.

And today's knife, it has a quality close to the Xuan Rank, but there is no formation, at best it is just a better billet, how much do you say it can be worth?

Whether a caster is excellent or not depends on whether he can design the most optimal combination of formations according to the material.

Therefore, an excellent formation mage is not necessarily an excellent forger. But an excellent forging master must be an excellent formation mage!

This is the truth......

Boy, are you enlightened?"