Han Ming became interested, so he walked from the center of the lake to the blacksmith shop.

I saw that the little steamed bun was wearing an iron-striking apron, and his delicate face was roasted red by the stove, the flame in the furnace was not ordinary fire, but a bewitching purple, and the blazing temperature made Han Ming, who was standing on the side, tremble.

And the huge golden hammer in the hand of the little steamed bun is even more remarkable, this golden hammer is all emitting a faint golden light, and its restrained power, Han Ming just casually probed and felt extremely frightened.

Bite!

Every time the golden hammer fell, Han Ming felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly, and his heart sank.

Han Ming knew that this was a good grasp of the strength of the little steamed bun, otherwise the ground might collapse if it fell with a hammer.

The girl's baby fat face was covered with crystal sweat, and the hair on the side of the face was attached to her cheeks, which did not affect the girl's appearance, but looked more attractive to men.

"How many times can I come?" After all, seeing the girl suffering so much for her own weapon, Han Ming still wanted to help.

The little steamed bun smiled with gratitude, but shook his head, "It's better for me to come, after all, the refining tool can't tolerate the slightest negligence!"

After speaking, the girl stopped talking to Han Ming, her eyes stared at the fiery red giant sword prototype, and the giant hammer fell again and again.

Bai Xue, who has been using her vitality to fuel the purple fire, said with a sad face: "If you have leisure, you might as well come and help me!"

"Okay!" Han Ming happily agreed, walked to the stove, and lightly pressed his big hand on the palm print on the side of the refining furnace, this is the place where the vitality is entered, he runs the exercises, and the vitality in the qi hall is entered into it without hesitation.

Ooh!

The purple fire in the furnace was blazing, twice as big as Fang Cai.

Xiao Mantou showed a hint of joy on his face, and said happily: "Okay!"

Ding! Ding!

For more than ten days in a row, the little steamed buns were constantly hammered and tempered against the prototype of the fiery red giant sword, and they never tired of it, and a good weapon must be tempered thousands of times.

Sometimes the little steamed bun will get up in the middle of the night to check how the sword embryo conceived in the purple fire is, and she naturally deserves Han Ming's favor with her dedication.

One day was full of dark clouds, heavy rain was coming, and even the gentle wind flow carried the smell of rain.

Xiao Mantou finally finished refining the giant sword embryo, she took out the rough sword embryo, and her haggard face was full of joy, "The next thing is to forge the sword." ”

She raised her head to look at Han Ming, and handed the sword embryo and the golden giant hammer to Han Ming: "At this point, it won't be in the way, since you are the master of the giant sword, you will knock the nine hundred and ninety-nine hammers of this sword!"

"Okay!" Han Ming was extremely arrogant, whether it was the golden hammer or the sword embryo, he took the golden hammer, but found that the giant hammer was not as heavy as he imagined, but extremely relaxed.

He put the sword embryo on the tempering table, and poured the vitality into the golden giant hammer, and when the giant hammer smashed the sword, he suddenly felt that the weight of the golden giant hammer that blessed the vitality suddenly increased by hundreds of times.

Drink!

His face suddenly turned red, and the green tendons on his arm with the giant hammer burst out, and with all his strength, the giant hammer smashed down.

Bite!

The sword embryo was full of sparks, and the sword body was more condensed and thick.

Han Ming poured vitality into the giant hammer again, the weight of the golden giant hammer was even heavier, and in the process of lifting the hammer, the giant hammer actually absorbed a trace of his blood and spiritual sense to cover the hammer surface, and when the giant hammer fell, the blood and spiritual sense belonging to Han Ming were smashed into the sword embryo.

"This golden hammer can absorb the distracting thoughts in the user's spiritual consciousness and the burden in the blood and qi, and smash these nine hundred and ninety-nine hammers, not only can smash your blood and spiritual sense into the sword body, reaching the point of the unity of human and sword, but also can enhance the condensation of your spiritual consciousness, making the flesh and blood stronger, it is said to be forging a sword, but also a forging body!"

Bai Xue glanced at Han Ming enviously, and said with some fate: "It's a pity that the higher the strength of this golden giant hammer, the more difficult it is to move, otherwise these nine hundred and ninety-nine hammers, just let me come!"

Han Ming stripped off his shirt, revealing a body of well-defined muscles, and when he heard Bai Xue's words, he sneered: "If you let you forge my sword, then wouldn't my sword be the same as you, with a bad heart!"

"You ......" Bai Xue glared at Han Ming angrily.

Han Ming didn't care about her, Yuan turned his vitality, and with a deep shout, the giant hammer smashed down towards the sword embryo!

Bite!

In the process of forging the sword, Han Ming could obviously feel that the flesh and blood in his body were constantly condensed, but the giant hammer was getting heavier and heavier in his hands, and he didn't know how a petite person like Xiao Mantou could control such a heavy giant hammer.

In the process of forging the sword like this, fine sweat appeared on the back of Han Ming's head, and every time he smashed a hammer, Han Ming's body and flesh were condensed with essence.

After slashing more than three hundred times, the weight of the golden giant hammer surged sharply, Han Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his body, which had been tempered more than three hundred times, burst out with terrifying power, and his big hand clenched the giant hammer and smashed it down.

Bite!

With each tempering, the weight of the golden giant hammer in his hand would increase, and Han Ming felt more and more pressure, but as the weight of the golden giant hammer increased, the better its effect on spiritual consciousness and flesh and blood.

Han Ming didn't want to put down the giant hammer and start over, it was best to be able to hold out until nine hundred and ninety-nine strokes, presumably after it was over, his spiritual sense and flesh and blood would reach a peak, and even surpass the average beginner-level general!

As soon as he thought of this, Han Ming was excited, even though his body had reached the limit now, he was still squeezing his potential, turning the giant hammer to forge a sword!

Such a persistent and crazy appearance stunned the little steamed buns on the side, but she knew the power of this golden giant hammer, and thought that it would last until three hundred strokes at most, who knew that Han Ming seemed to have taken aphrodisiac medicine, holding the giant hammer with red eyes, and looked like he would not give up until he was tired to death.

He ...... He goes on like this......" The little steamed bun looked at Han Ming worriedly, trying to stop it but was stopped by Bai Xue.

Bai Xue looked commonplace, and shook her head at the little steamed bun, "You don't have to worry about him, he is such a person!"

The little steamed bun bit his lip, glanced at Han Ming worriedly, and didn't say anything more.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and the whole world was dark, and soon lightning suddenly lit up the sky, and the thunder exploded like the roar of a fierce beast.

The rain poured down, and the raindrops clattered on the wooden shed of the blacksmith's shop.

Han Ming was already drenched in sweat, he held the giant hammer in his hand, inhaled deeply, with his inhuman willpower and terrifying obsession, he had already swung nine hundred and ninety-eight times, and the weight of this golden giant hammer doubled again in the last blow!

Han Ming could feel a twitching pain in his heart as soon as he was powered, which was a sign that his body had reached its limit, sweat flowed down from the furrows of the muscles in his body, and his body condensed the essence nine hundred and ninety-eight times, and it was not perfect if it was one time away.

So Han Ming also persevered, wanting to pick off the last hammer, after he calmed down, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes were wide open, he walked bloodshot, his hands clenched the hammer handle, endured the pain of heart convulsions, used all his strength, raised the golden hammer, and smashed it hard!

Bite!

The final hammer fell.

The rain poured down in the dark sky, and a flash of lightning suddenly chilled everything.

Han Ming threw down the giant hammer like a force, his face was so gray that it was extremely difficult for him to breathe, and this situation lasted for several minutes before his breath was stable.

Call!

After the breath calmed down, Han Ming felt comfortable all over his body, his limbs were itchy, and the breath of the whole person became more restrained and condensed.

He clenched his fists again, and he could easily feel the blood and qi power surging in his body, and his physical strength was comparable to that of an ordinary beginner-level general!

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine is enough. The little steamed bun also completely admired Han Ming's perseverance, she walked over in surprise, her fingers slowly slid over the sword embryo, and nodded with satisfaction: "The strength of each hammer is in place, the sword embryo is already good, and the next step is to perfect the opening!"

Han Ming looked at the black sword embryo, he really couldn't match it with the Fire Gold Rank weapon, but after all, Xiao Mantou was an expert, so he was just puzzled.

Xiao Mantou put the sword embryo on the special processing table, took out a special toolbox from the ring, and after opening it, it opened Han Ming's eyes, and all kinds of correction tools were neatly placed in the toolbox, there were hundreds of kinds.

It seems that the final processing is also meticulous, Han Ming lost interest, and Bai Xue walked over with a coquettish smile and asked for the white bones.

Han Ming took out the bones with a missing palm from the ring and threw it to Bai Xue.

Bai Xue originally thought that Han Ming would not give it to him, after all, the Fire Gold Rank weapon had not yet arrived, and it was absolutely impossible to give it to her with Han Ming's temper.

This is also Han Ming's use of the golden hammer to condense his flesh and blood, and his mood is very comfortable, so he didn't worry too much with Bai Xue, after all, this opportunity can be regarded as a blessing for Bai Xue.

Bai Xue was slightly stunned, then hugged the white skeleton with a happy smile, rubbed the skull with her face intimately, and left happily.

Han Ming took care of the white snow, and then strode out of the blacksmith shop, and the overwhelming rain curtain fell, and his body was covered with a layer of vitality, blocking all the rain, and then walking towards the center of the lake.

The sky was dark, the sky was full of rain, and a huge and winding black shadow felt the breath of people on the lake and sank towards the bottom of the lake.

This three-star mid-level demon beast is inevitably too valuable, and Han Ming originally wanted to find him to practice his hands to see how much stronger his body was.

In desperation, Han Ming had no choice but to sit in the rain and cultivate.

The rain was pouring down, and the voices in his ears were dashing, and after a while, Han Ming entered the best state of cultivation, and the whole person seemed to glow with a faint white light, looking insignificant in the drowsy rainy night.

It rained heavily for a whole day, and the next day the morning sun lifted the dark clouds and the red sun poured down gently.

Han Ming's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes, just as he saw Bai Xue and Xiao Steamed Bun waving to him.

It seemed that the giant sword had been built, Han Ming hurried back to the lake, suppressed the joy in his heart, and asked excitedly, "How is it?"