It took a quarter of an hour for the materials in the crucible to finally smelt into a mass of liquid suspended inside, slowly circulating on its own, and from time to time green smoke rose up, scattered into the air with impurities, turned into a little black-gray powder, and landed on the table and the ground. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although he couldn't feel the heat inside the crucible, he could still faintly feel the terrifying power contained in it, and if he wasn't careful, this hot material would completely explode, and I was afraid that the entire back house might turn into a scorched earth.

Completely different from the smelting of the furnace in front of the shop, these two special magic weapons that need to cooperate with each other can purify the materials for refining the flying sword by themselves, but the whole process still requires the mental input of the old man Gan, and after just such a while, he is already sweating profusely and faintly unable to hold on.

Li Xiaobai hurriedly took out another Xiao Huan Dan and sent it to the other party's mouth, this time the old man Gan was not hypocritical, and swallowed Xiao Huan Dan directly.

If the flying sword is so easy to refine, the old man can't build it one a day, so why bother to work hard in this dilapidated shop that may collapse at any time, and bring three stupid apprentices who can't inherit the mantle.

The purpose of the crucible is not only to absorb and gather the heat of the stone furnace to generate demon fire, but also has the function of hot melt shaping.

The smelting process lasted for more than two hours, and the crimson gold liquid inside the crucible was finally slowly stretched into a sword embryo more than a foot long.

It is said that it is a sword embryo, but it is better to say that it is a ruler long strip of gold liquid, and the shape is not very regular, like a long snot.

Old man Gan suddenly let out a long breath, sweating profusely, let go of the palms that held the stone furnace, and gasped for breath on the side, as his palms left, the gold liquid strip in the crucible gradually cooled, turning into a black metal bar, even worse than the iron drill of the furnace.

If it weren't for Xiao Huandan's support, the old man might not even be able to complete the step of smelting.

Looking at the old man's exhausted appearance, Li Xiaobai already understood a little, why the other party said that there was only one opportunity to demonstrate.

Not only is there not much material left, I'm afraid that his age and energy no longer allow this old swordsmith to continue to build flying swords, no wonder he is so anxious to find the inheritor of the mantle, and the time left for Old Man Gan is really running out.

"It's old!

Old man Gan leaned his back, gently pounded his old waist, shook his head helplessly, and continued: "This is only the most superficial smelting, if the quality is higher, I'm afraid it will take a day and a night to complete the smelting, the higher the quality of the sword embryo, the longer it will take." ”

For him, it was a bit of a ruin for these precious materials to be handled so simply, and he could have improved the quality a little more, but because of his lack of energy, he couldn't improve as before.

However, for this rare demonstration, Old Man Gan values the detailed display, rather than the real quality, even if it is finally refined into a lowly flying sword, as long as the whole process can be completely shown to Li Xiaobai, it will not be in vain to waste these materials.

"Thank you, Gan Lao!"

Li Xiaobai planned to take out another Xiao Huan Dan for the other party to make up for his body, but Gan Lao shook his head and refused.

"This stinky skin, the old man knows it very well, there is no need to waste these pills in vain, I will come here today, you go, and come back tomorrow!"

Old man Gan glanced at the stone furnace and the crucible, and couldn't help but sigh.

Because of the loss of control, the turquoise demon fire suspended in the center of the stone furnace gradually extinguished, and the crucible could no longer restrain the heat, and the surging heat surged in all directions.

"Gan Lao is resting and saying goodbye!"

Li Xiaobai withdrew his curious gaze from the stone furnace and the crucible, and immediately left with Qing Yao with a fist.

What he was thinking about at the moment was not refining the flying sword, but because of the scene of the overflowing heat, he began to wonder if he could transform the stone furnace into a furnace that could continuously dissipate heat.

With Qing Yao here, there is naturally no shortage of demon fire, where would the transformation realm cultivation care about such a little demon power loss, maybe this winter will be able to live a warmer life.

Even the demon girl around her didn't know that Xiaobai's thinking had jumped out of eighteen streets.

When he was about to board the carriage and go home, Li Xiaobai said to Hu Li, who was driving: "Hu Li! In the afternoon, I will buy some 1,000 catties of porcelain clay, 1,000 catties of yellow sand, and 200 catties of thrush stones.

Liulixin has already understood the secret of the two stone furnaces and the crucible of Old Man Gan, although he does not know the material composition, but the magic circle used has been imprinted into the third lotus petal of the Chaos Blue Lotus, becoming a new magic circle other than the flying sword magic circle.

"Okay, young master!"

Huli has an advantage, that is, he never asks why, no matter what Li Xiaobai orders, he will do his best.

With the passage of time, his loyalty to Xiaobai's classmate is no longer based on his awe of Qingyao, but he is determined to be a servant, and he is willing to live such a stable life.

After returning to the house for lunch, Huli drove Li Xiaobai and Qingyao to the Jingguo Mansion in a carriage, and then went to buy things.

Don't look at the big guy and three thick, he looks fierce and scary, but this giant is not stupid, coupled with the intentional training on weekdays, it is impossible to count one plus one as three, naturally he will not be deceived by profiteers, and with a wave of his big fist in a sand bowl, I am afraid that there are not many people who have this guts.

Because the sky was gloomy and the autumn cold was getting stronger, today's class was placed in the study room of the Guogong Mansion, and all the black lacquered wooden boards and stone brushes were moved.

When the little grandfather saw Li Xiaobai, he hurriedly greeted him, and then said, "Sir, you got into trouble yesterday!"

There is still a small red clay stove in the house, boiling boiling water soaked in fish eyes, and the tea is fragrant, but the old man surnamed Zhou who is listening is not there, and only the little grandfather Deng Fei is waiting for Li Xiaobai's arrival in the house.

The housekeeper gave a few snacks as usual, and all of them were laughed at by the happy demon girl, and they didn't leave a piece for Li Xiaobai and the little grandfather, and they were directly wrapped.

"Woe? Yesterday the wind was beautiful, and the autumn was crisp, how could there be a disaster?"

Li Xiaobai was puzzled by the alarmism of the little grandfather, did he start to learn and apply it so quickly, and treat others in his own way?

Hehe, let the horses come!

Mr. Ben also has eighteen means to train and train this low-eyed student.

"Mr. beat the envoys of the Fengxuan Kingdom, and today they sued Mr. in the court!"

The little grandfather said with a sad face, as if he was extremely worried.

"You're saying I hit hundreds of them alone?"

Li Xiaobai remembered that there was a large group of Rong people on the side street outside Hanguang Gate yesterday, blocking the street from leaking.

Is this turtle grandson embarrassed to sue?

- (To be continued.) )