"How is this possible?" Hearing Guo Yuan's words, Shopkeeper Qin was suddenly taken aback: "That's already something that can only be done by a second-grade refiner!"

"How is that possible!" Shopkeeper Li was also shocked! The second-grade refiner is not high, but what you must know is that unlike the flesh-fetal cultivators, some people's physical strength is already five or six levels of flesh-fetus, and none of their refiners have reached the second-grade level. There are seven or eight thousand refiners in the entire Thunder Sound City, but there are only a handful of second-grade refiners!

"Yes, so the old man is just suspicious," Guo Yuan was also quite puzzled, "The most important thing is that this kid didn't use any other methods, the only thing that is a little abnormal is the underground silver marrow of the fire array, relying on these two things to form lines in the dark iron, the old man doesn't believe it." ”

And the Xuantie pot over there has come to an end, although Hong Xiaobao can't see it, but according to what the old man said, now the inside of the Xuantie pot is full of veins, that is, the Xuanhuo is suitable.

When the old man said yes, Hong Xiaobao was quite excited and took out the Xuantie pot: "Ho ho ho ho!

"It can be said that it's okay," Yin Jiuyou said, "It's not bad, taking advantage of the high temperature at this time, you can deal with the corners of the Xuantie pot or something, and then use those leftovers to make handles." ”

The night was getting deeper, and many of the blacksmiths were already hungry, but now that it was the end, they were reluctant to leave, and they all wanted to see the final result.

The work of dealing with the corners is finally not unfamiliar, but they have never seen the corners of the dark iron!

The hardness of the dark iron pot is too high, even if it decreases at high temperature, but it still took two fine iron files to complete these, looking at many people looking at the leftovers, Hong Xiaobao just laughed, collected it again and threw it back into the furnace, hammered the square, hammered it into a thick stick, and then hammered it on the dark iron pot. Hong Xiaobao was worried that all the heat of the pot would be transferred to the handle, but the old man said that there are more materials in the world that can block high temperatures, and if the hand is made hollow and the middle is blocked, it will greatly affect the strength of the pot.

Everything is in order, a swarthy pot came out in front of Hong Xiaobao, with Hong Xiaobao's craftsmanship, it is naturally not good-looking, plus there is no pattern decoration, this is really a black pot......

"It's finally over!" Hong Xiaobao ha, he had the urge to touch the Xuantie pot at this moment, but the old man said that the high temperature would not dissipate until at least the third watch, so he just watched with his eyes.

"Hey, it's time to try! No, try ...... It's the right device!"

"Yes, yes, try...... Test, quick, let's test!"

The test weapon, originally called the test soldier, as the name suggests, is to test the sharpness or solidity of a weapon after it is cast, because Hong Xiaobao is a pot, so several people have changed the test soldier to a test weapon.

This is a pot, which naturally saves the step of testing its sharpness, but the sturdiness still needs to be tested. The method of trying is also simple, put the pot between two large anvils and hang in the air, and then smash it hard!

"Alas, old man, if the temperature returns to normal, it's nothing, and now the pot is still hot, will there be a problem with this try?" Hong Xiaobao said with some worry.

"This is Xuantie! Coupled with the internal vein, even if it is still in the high temperature, these people together will not want to hurt even the slightest!" Yin Jiuyou sneered.

"That's easy to do!" Hong Xiaobao's confidence in the old man's mystery made Hong Xiaobao immediately full of confidence, and said disdainfully: "Come on, come on!"

Everyone was greedy for a long time, this was the first time in their lives that they had encountered a weapon made of pure dark iron...... Uh, it should barely be considered a weapon, right? After all, no matter how you can rely on smashing, can't you?

Everyone immediately came to their senses, and together they brought two big anvils of about 500 catties, and set the pot on it at a distance.

A big man brought a hammer and stared straight at Hong Xiaobao: "I won't keep my hand!

"Hahahaha," Hong Xiaobaole said: "You can knock out the young master and award you fifty spirit crystals!"

"Phew, phew!" As soon as the big man heard this, he spit twice in the palm of his hand, stood still in front of the dark iron pot, and suddenly picked up the sledgehammer, and his body was bent into a bow, and the next moment the body that was stretched to the limit slammed down!

Bell –

There was a loud and piercing sound, and everyone was stabbed uncomfortably by the sound, and the sledgehammer bounced up, and dust flew under the anvil.

"How's it going?" all the blacksmiths stepped forward.

"Alas, alas, don't get in my way!"

"Wow! Okay!" The first few had already seen clearly, and the big anvil had been knocked out of the pot with two marks, but the pot had nothing to do, not even a mark.

The blacksmith loves soldiers, a blacksmith's eyes lit up, and he directly touched the black iron pot, and the next moment he immediately screamed and bounced back his hand: "Oh, your grandmother's! This pot is still hot!"

At this time, many people crowded in front of the Xuantie pot, and everyone was shocked: "There is no real seal!"

"It's not faded and quenched, it's already so strong?"

"The weapons that haven't faded are very soft, this pot is like this now, and when the fire fades, will it be enough?"

"I'm a good girl, it's made of pure black iron!

"It's a pity, if it is made into a sword, I am afraid it can be made into a divine soldier!"

Everyone was gossiping, feeling the heat remaining on the black iron pot, as if they were gathered in front of a fire.

"Get out of the way, Lao Tzu will also try a hammer!" A big man said suddenly, thinking that he was consciously stronger than the one in front of him.

When everyone heard this, they immediately got out of the way, but they frowned slightly, this big man was holding a pointed hammer, this kind of hammer is the most effective to hit some stones or something.

"Oh yes! Hammer is a bit unkind!"

"Isn't that kind!" The big man said: "This pot is a shield, what can you try without a sharp hammer for a shield?"

Bell –

There was another sharp thud that rattled everyone's ears, and a puff of dust was raised under the anvil again.

Before the dust had time to disperse, the crowd gathered around again.

"Oh God! There is still no sign at all!"

"This is against common sense!" said one of them, "Didn't they both keep their hands?"

"Are you blind? The anvil has sunk more than an inch to the ground and you still have your hands? Why don't you have a hammer too?"

"This hardness can definitely be called a divine soldier," a middle-aged man looked at the pointed hammer: "This hammer is a hundred-pound hammer, and there is not even a single mark in such a blow, which is really terrifying!"

"Hey, Master Guo!"

"Huh, is Master Guo going to try it too?"

(三七 Chinese )