Jinghong's first book, if you think it's not bad, then please move your fingers to the "starting point" to comment, leave a message, and by the way, throw a few recommendation votes, thank you here. Speaking of Qiang Lao's forging ability, if he still has the ice and fire in the center of the earth, it must be the best in the chaotic sea area, and even now it is definitely the best among them, not only because of the existence of the Seven Towers Lock Golden Array, but also because of his self-created forging method and the three forging hammers in his hands.

These three forging hammers were accidentally found by Elder Qiang when he was looking for ice and fire in the center of the earth, and they definitely did not belong to any kind of known ore, and it was very likely that they came from outside the firmament. Whether it is the toughness or hardness of this ore, it is stronger than most of the Saint-rank ores, but it has never given birth to a soul, which is why it cannot be determined to be a Saint-rank ore.

However, Qiang Lao will not care so much, because he found that this ore has a variety of uses, and it is completely possible to play their different uses according to his heart's wishes, as a forger, Qiang Lao's first thought is to forge a set of forging hammers for forging for himself, which also has three forging hammers with different uses of forging, shock, and inscription.

In the stone house, the original liquid deep-sea sinking silver had become an irregular piece of iron with a silver luster at the moment when the forge was opened, but under the continuous knocking of the strong elder, this irregular deep-sea immersion silver quickly took shape, and it was only about an hour later that it had been shaped into a large knife.

Although he hadn't touched the red giant hammer in Qiang Lao's hand, Lu Lin could also feel its weight, even the Qiang Elder of the Intermediate Sage used all his strength every time he swung it, and after swinging it for an hour, even the Qiang Elder who had long been used to it was already sweating like rain. Even the moment he put down the forging hammer, Qiang Lao's arm trembled a little, which was the sequelae of excessive exertion.

But no matter how tired you are, as Elder Qiang said, it is not easy to forge a holy soldier, the simplest and most effective way is to do it in one go, once you stop halfway, it is very likely to lose inspiration, so it is not only a waste of materials, but also a great consumption of the spirit of the forger.

After satisfying the big knife that had been formed, Qiang Lao put down the forging hammer in his hand and picked up the medium-sized forging hammer, which looked a little different from the forging hammer, not flat on both sides, but with an ivory-like tip on one side, and it was the second type of forging hammer that Qiang Lao wanted to use.

At the same time as picking up the shock hammer, the big knife model in the hand of the strong veteran slashed directly above the golden array of the seven towers, and the original silver big knife instantly turned red, and at this moment, the shock hammer in the strong old man's hand finally fell. Different from the heaviness of the forging hammer, the sound of the hammer hitting the deep sea sinking silver is a little crisper, and the frequency of the hammer is also faster, especially the conversion between the plane and the sharp corners of the hammer makes Lu Lin a little dazzled.

Originally, the structure of this deep-sea sinking silver was already very uniform and perfect under the hammer of the strong old man, but the shock hammer seemed to destroy this perfection. The originally flat knife body was knocked out one after another concave points, and then Qiang Lao would use the other flat side of the hammer to repeatedly knock it back to its original smooth appearance, this process seems to be a bit redundant, but it is the perfect broadsword is purified again.

At first, Lu Lin was also a little incomprehensible, but when he hit the spirit and looked at the formed blade, he found out the secret, it turned out that Qiang Lao wanted to use the tip of the shock hammer to destroy the slightest flaw in the deep sea sinking silver, and at the same time use vibration and knocking to bring out these impurities, so that the material can be sublimated. It takes a lot of confidence and control to dare to do this, if you make a mistake, you will lose all your efforts, and even cause damage to the material, which will lead to its direct scrapping.

Gradually, even if the strong elder does not inject his power into the broadsword that is beginning to take shape, it has already begun to emit bursts of clear groans, which is a sign that the divine soldier has a spirit! Now the top priority is to find an inscription master to engrave the formation for the divine soldier in time, to provide a residence for the soul of the soldier, and then temper and beat it by the hands of the forger, so that the soul of the divine soldier and the divine soldier can merge, so that it is a holy soldier!

Obviously, this is Lu Lin's hearsay method, and I don't know if it's done specifically, but Qiang Lao's approach seems to be a little different, and it even makes Lu Lin feel his heart beat faster.

I don't know that after a few beatings, the Shenyin Broadsword is finally almost perfect, and even if it doesn't open the blade, it is already a half-step saint soldier-level existence. But Qiang Lao didn't seem to like it, and once again pointed out a dense pit at the root of the blade with the tip of the vibrating hammer, and this time the pit was so small that it was impossible to identify with the naked eye. But no matter how small these concaves were, the structure of the blade was destroyed after all, and I am afraid that it would only be reduced to the point of a ninth-order divine weapon.

Just when Lu Lin felt puzzled, Qiang Lao finally picked up the smallest forging hammer. Compared with the first two, this forging hammer looks more different, and it can't even be regarded as a hammer at all, except for the width of the middle, one side of this forging hammer is a sharp corner, which is smaller than the sharp angle of the shock hammer, and the other side is also uneven, it looks more like an axe blade, and it is a Ming hammer!

For the sake of continuity, when the forging hammer and the vibrating hammer were exchanged, Qiang Lao was almost seamless, but when he picked up the Ming hammer, Qiang Lao was obviously slow for a moment, in addition to his eyes becoming more dignified, even the sweat on his forehead became dense.

As a senior saint-level forging master, Qiang Lao's forging experience is extremely rich, so he quickly calmed himself down, because the next thing is the most important part, success or failure.

As before, while changing the hammer, the big knife was held by Qiang Lao and slashed above the forging furnace, and the silver blade naturally turned red, and then Qiang Lao also began the next forging.

Different from the big opening and closing just now, the strong old man holding the Ming hammer was extremely concentrated, and even his body bent down unconsciously, and the strong old man at this moment seemed to be lying on the forging table. No matter how weird Qiang Lao's appearance was, his hand was not idle, only to see the palm-sized Ming Hammer flying back and forth, and suddenly Qiang Lao's figure disappeared in a flying spark.

With the movements in Qiang Lao's hand, it was as if something was about to awaken in this space, and the aura was getting stronger and stronger, and even a familiar feeling rose in Lu Lin's heart.