346 Silver Iron

Hutian clasped his hands: "You can try." ”

Pan Wu approached the stone pillar to take a closer look, but he was touched by Hutian, and stone chips began to fall, and he was worried when he looked at it. What can I do?

At that moment, I faintly heard a noise inside the stone? No, could there be a living thing in it?

Pan Wu listened carefully and didn't hear anything.

Seeing that the stone chips kept falling, under the noses of everyone, they were even thinner again.

Pan Wu hesitated and hesitated, raised his head and lightly touched the stone pillar, and suddenly felt a little different, as if it was hard again?

Think for a moment, and put more effort in your hands. If it was an ordinary pillar, even a steel pillar would have been stabbed down by him. But now, as he gradually increased his strength, the pillar remained unmoved.

Hutian suddenly spoke: "It's sinking." ”

Pan Wu looked down, it was really so.

In the past, when the length and width were more than 20 meters, the big stone just pressed down one piece of the ground, which was normal and no one cared. But as the stones grew smaller and smaller, and the chips fell all over the place, no one could see whether the stones were high or low.

Now it was the thinnest stone of the pillar, and it was pressed into a deep depression in the ground, and it looked as if a pillar of stone had grown out of a hole.

If you look at it more, you can see that the pillar is shortening, and because the stone chips have been falling, you can't find it in time. Now I can see clearly, the stone pillars are sinking into the ground.

Pan Wu hesitated slightly, and dragged over the big basin, and many large basins were stacked together, wooden, clay pots, and iron basins...... Stack one on top of the other, and there are more large pots next to them in case you need them.

Shout out to the sky: "Move with me." ”

Hutian didn't do it: "It's broken!"

"Impossible! If such a heavy stone shatters at the slightest touch, can it still hold on to this day?"

"Don't talk about big truths, the truth is that when you touch it, it will break. ”

Seeing that Hu Tian refused, Pan Wu hesitated slightly, raised his hand and slapped at the stone, and with a snapping sound, stone chips flew again, leaving a clear palm print on the stone pillar. The bottom of the palm print is silver.

Take a closer look, raise your hand to touch it a few times, knock it twice and slap it twice, so take out a black knife and stab it a few times.

This kind of silver and iron is very hard, and Pan Wu's six-grade black knife, after being strengthened, can't even be stabbed into it. Pan Wu increased his strength, and the black knife was sent forward a little, but after a closer look, he hurriedly put the knife away.

The silver iron has not changed, but the tip of the knife has become a little softer, and naturally it has shortened a little.

Look at Yin Tie, then look at the black knife in his hand, hesitate slightly, and then turn around and speak: "Knife." ”

A soldier handed over a fourth-level knife, and Pan Wu looked at it: "The first-level one is fine." ”

Someone ran to rummage in the back and quickly retrieved a few knives.

Pan Wu held the long knife and pressed the tip of the knife against the silver iron, and soon, the tip of the knife softened and became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye. Pan Wu kept stabbing forward, and the long knife gradually became smaller, and it didn't take long for the long knife to be left with only one handle.

Seeing this, everyone was a little surprised.

Pan Wu knew that he had met the baby, although he didn't know how to use the baby. Just when I was thinking about moving into the room, I found that the surface of the silver and iron was actually thickened.

When you touch it with your hands, it's iron, but it's ordinary iron, and it's scrap iron, it's something like an iron lump.

Pan Wu understood, no matter what was inside the stone pillar, it would automatically absorb iron. To be exact, it absorbs the essence of iron. Therefore, the original hard high-grade iron ore will become ordinary stone, and the long knife will be "eaten" by silver iron. After eating, the silver iron will also remove the impurities inside.

Thinking of the silver liquid that made the beasts linger, if the estimation was correct, the silver iron was wrapped in the silver liquid......

Thinking of this, I was suddenly shocked, the fierce beast can sense the silver liquid, won't it find it again?

Thinking about it this way, hurriedly letting Yinyu go out on patrol is also for the soldiers to strengthen their defenses.

Fortunately, the fierce beasts didn't come, which made Pan Wuluo feel a little more at ease.

The stone pillars were still sinking, but they were getting slower and slower, and after a while they finally stopped, which was to tamp the subsoil.

The stone didn't move, Pan Wu began to move, and even slapped and struck, knocking all the stones on the stone pillar away.

As expected, when the skin of the stone is gone, only a silver iron rod remains.

The bottom is wide, the top is slender, and the whole body is silvery, but there is not a drop of silver liquid in sight.

Hit with a stick, smashed with a hammer, and the silver iron rod did not change at all.

Figuratively speaking, it looks slightly like a gourd that is not fully grown, and the bottom is a narrow oval, like a wine jug, and the top is very thin.

It's such a thing that attracts the beasts of the whole mountain to wait frantically for many days.

Li Quan came over and asked, "What is this?"

No one knows, and no one can answer at all. Hutian said, "It's too weird. ”

Since he was not afraid of destruction, Pan Wu shouted to the sky: "Get it out." ”

Together, the two of them dug a pit and used a crowbar, and finally got out of the ground with this strangely shaped piece of silver and iron.

In order to get out this big treasure, the crowbar broke dozens of pieces, not to mention, and even the stones used for support below were crushed.

Finally, I got the ground and laid the rolling wood, so that I could see the whole picture of silver and iron.

The bottom looks like a wine barrel, and the middle part bulges outward. There is a triangular shape on top of the barrel, and the thinnest part of the top looks like a stick.

The shape is too outlandish. Pan Wugang thought about it for a while, and found that the silver iron was actually deformed?

Oh my God, is this thing dead or alive?

Not only Pan Wu was like this, everyone stared at Yin Tie with big eyes.

Maybe it's because Fang Cai's appearance is too strange and ugly, and in about half a column of incense, the silver and iron have turned into a shape like a big drum. Looking at it now, it doesn't seem to be big, more than a meter long and more than half a meter high. If it weren't particularly heavy, Pan Wu would be able to carry it on his back and walk around.

Hutian asked, "Is it alive?" and took a stick and stabbed it, as if teasing the great beast.

Yintie is not a beast, and he doesn't react when he stabs it.

Pan Wu tried to slap for a while, and then slashed with a knife, but this thing didn't react at all, and it was finally a normal dead thing. But Pan Wu was unwilling, and took a knife and threw it on the silver and iron.

Like Fang Cai, the blade was shrinking and finally disappearing. After waiting for the long knife to be left with only the hilt, after a while, a layer of gray-black scrap iron appeared on the drum surface.

Pan Wu understood, and asked people to tamp the land, and after smashing the special porcelain, he built a big house on it, a tall wooden house.

It is all skilled craftsmen, that is, it takes more time to tamp the ground, and it takes less than half a day to build a house. He also covered the ground with rolling logs, and moved the big iron drum into it with Hutian.

Hutian kept yelling, saying that this thing is alive, can you open your mouth to bite me......

Pan Wu didn't talk nonsense with him, and when the big drum moved into the house, he remembered something.

In the past few months, in order to refine fourth-grade castings, there is a lot of scrap iron piled up here in the mine. However, this scrap iron is different from the scrap iron after being absorbed by silver iron, it has not changed at all, but it cannot be refined.

In order not to waste the scrap iron, another blast furnace was built in the fort. Because later, I accidentally made a fifth-grade casting, and everyone's energy was used for mining, smelting, and refining, and I didn't have the time and energy to pay attention to those scrap irons.

It's a good time.

Hurriedly greeted the sky: "Continue to move." ”

Hutian was very angry: "Have you counted accurately? Can you not toss me like this?"

Pan Wu said: "Spread the rolling wood outside, just push it all the time, isn't it tiring?"

Hutian snorted, and Pan Wu moved out the heavy iron drum again.

It was particularly heavy, and on the shoulders of the two of them was a wide and thick fifth-grade casting, and below it were countless ropes to carry underneath, so to speak, except for the three big eagles, only the two of them could cooperate to move it.

I finally got out of the house and sent it to the scrap metal with rolling logs.

It was a mountain! not tall, but it was long and wide, and it took up a very large area outside the fort.

After transporting the silver iron drum here, Pan Wu took matters into his own hands and threw the scrap iron on the drum surface and around the drum, and then waited.

As expected, this lot of scrap metal is gradually getting smaller and smaller, and it is indeed different from long knives, which are not fully absorbed. Just sticking to the silver and iron, the color of these scrap iron is to turn gray-black, and become more scrap iron.

Pan Wu was trying to explain the various phenomena, the long knife was carefully refined, and there were very few impurities, and the iron was no longer useful, so there was no need to absorb it. Or is there too much scrap iron, and the silver and iron drums can't be "eaten"?

Well, all kinds of speculations were in a rage, and after seeing that a lot of scrap iron on the drum surface became more wasteful, Pan Wu asked Hutian to drive a carriage over.

Hutian was very unhappy: "I am a master!

Pan Wu blasted him quickly, but as soon as Hutian left, the silver and iron changed again, and the drum surface seemed to be cracking.

Pan Wu was very surprised, but he immediately started to act, ran quickly, and brought over a large pile of pots and buckets.

I have seen the power of silver and iron, and what I brought over was either a wooden barrel or a jar, and as soon as I came over, the drum surface just cracked, revealing a silver light, and the very powerful silver liquid was slowly surging upward.

The liquid silver is viscous, rolling slowly like the stickiest glue.

Pan Wu couldn't care about that much, so he brought a pair of gloves to hold it.

As soon as you start it, you know it's wrong, don't look at it as a small handful, but it's very heavy. Looking back at the wooden barrel and the porcelain altar, it can't be good at all, right?

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that the silver liquid is not silver iron, and the silver liquid can strengthen weapons, such as small black knives.

Hurriedly put down the liquid silver and went back to find the strongest iron bucket.

He ran around, calling the sky to drive the carriage back: "What are you doing?"

Pan Wu didn't have time to speak, put the iron bucket, picked up the silver liquid and slowly put it in, and then stared intently.

Fortunately, the silver liquid strengthened the iron bucket, and the iron bucket became stronger, Pan Wu was relieved and quickly put the silver liquid into the iron bucket one by one.

At this moment, three big eagles flew over.

Hovering in the air, Pan Wuyi was startled and wanted to speed up! At that time, he filled the bucket with silver liquid like crazy.

Soon, the two golden eagles also came, and they were not polite, and rushed down, aiming for the big silver drum.

Pan Wu sighed in his heart, people, you can't be too greedy! Hurriedly shouted at Hutian: "Bring a bucket of molten iron." ”