Chapter 89 Longyuan Quenching Method

Lin Fan, who was in Wujiagou, didn't know at all, he had unknowingly become the center of discussion among all the bigwigs in the country, and even if he knew, I am afraid that he would not be in the mood to be shocked and moved at this moment.

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Bang!

In the middle of several dilapidated thatched houses, under a tent built with a few bamboo poles, the red-hot stove was blazing.

A sturdy figure with a bare upper body and sweating and a face blackened by soot was barely visible, and he was constantly using the cast iron hammer in his hand to hit a piece of iron in front of him that was burned red and shiny.

The slightest spark bursts out of the most gorgeous hot music!

As the hammer in his hand fell, a strange rhythmic beauty emanated from the fiery red iron under his hand, and the movements were very skilful and smooth. And every time this person dropped the hammer, a trace of white light shone out from the junction between the bottom of the hammer and the iron block, as if something was embedded in this hammer.

Call!

After hundreds of hammer blows, the man threw the iron that had not cooled much into the blazing furnace again, as if stirring up a thousand waves, and the furnace suddenly erupted with a wave of heat mixed with noodles.

"Ahem......"

The figure was obviously choked by the pungent gunsmoke, coughed a few times, and wiped the sweat on his face with his arm, but with his action, his already dark face became even more spent.

"If the temperature is not enough, continue to add fire, and if you can't reach the fire, you can only smelt a pile of scrap copper and iron!"

At this moment, an old hoarse voice came from behind, which made the muscles of the naked figure of the upper body, who had not yet breathed a few breaths, condense slightly, and the body suddenly tensed.

"I understand ......"

The voice is very young and familiar, but when you think about it, you immediately feel shocked! Isn't this voice the same Lin Fan who promised Jiang Lei to break into the Sword Mountain?

Rustling...

The footsteps that seemed a little stiff and sluggish gradually approached, and an old figure with only one arm suddenly appeared in the field of vision, Lin Fan wiped the sweat dripping down his face again, looked at the one-armed old man, and said softly: "Master, the Demon Slaying Knife embryo created earlier has been completed, and there is only one step left to enlighten the spirit, and I ask Master to supervise it on the side, and I will complete this last step." ”

The one-armed old man glanced at the stove, then looked at Lin Fan with cloudy and yellow eyes, there was no expression on the old man's face, and he said stiffly: "Let's start......"

"Yes!"

Lin Fan was obviously accustomed to it, and he was not surprised by the scene of the one-armed old man, since he agreed to Jiang Lei's request, he had a few more masters who could be called masters in various comprehensions!

Without actual experience, Lin Fan absolutely couldn't believe how terrifying the strength of his cheap masters was.

is like the one-armed master in front of him, who is known as a one-armed craftsman, and his unique skill of returning a thousand hammers to one is unique!

So far, Lin Fan has not been able to estimate how unfathomable his casting strength is......

Turning around and coming to a wooden cabinet compartment, Lin Fan took out a silver-white war knife with a strange and hideous shape and returned to the stove.

The appearance of the knife is very unique, like a piece of fierce beast scales pieced together, the bright metal blade exudes a sharp aura that makes people's skin chill, but the whole knife body is extremely smooth, slender, and the shape of the handle is also extremely peculiar, like an unknown beast head, especially the two blood-red bloodstones on both sides, which are the finishing touch, invisibly adding a vivid murderous aura to this knife!

The knife is like a work of art, a strange fusion of killing and beauty, even a person who doesn't know how to use a knife will not help but be thrilled when he sees it.

Lin Fan placed the knife on a clean table that had been prepared in advance, and his calloused palm stroked the cold blade of the knife, and his pupils revealed a kind of pity as if he was looking at his own child.

This knife was the first embryo he had successfully created after hundreds of failures, and although it was not a real spirit soldier yet, at least it was a successful blade.

Whether it is the material, quenching, forging, or heavy furnace, it has reached an extremely high standard that ordinary cold weapons cannot achieve, and it is extremely sharp, comparable to all alloy blades below the A rank! Even if it is taken out like this, it can cause a large group of warriors to snatch it frantically.

"Enlightenment is the most important sign of becoming a caster! Whether a weapon can become a real spirit soldier depends on this step. Some capable craftsmen with the means to the sky can even point soldiers into spirits and fly flowers......"

The one-armed old man said lightly, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

"Yes!" Lin Fan nodded, washed his hands and face, and looked at the silver knife in front of him solemnly, looking very pious. He took two deep breaths, and an esoteric and complex scripture flashed through his mind.

After a few seconds, Lin Fan moved!

I saw him slap the table with both hands, and the hideous silver demon slaying knife rose into the air in response, constantly spinning in mid-air.

At this moment, Lin Fan's hands began to form a series of dazzling palm prints on his chest, and then visible to the naked eye, wisps of faint blue mist continued to flash, constantly flashing from Lin Fan's handprints, burrowing into mid-air and flipping into the Demon Slaying Knife.

As the blue mist fused, the Demon Slayer suddenly changed, and a bit of mysterious luster began to flicker and dim everywhere on the blade, and it continued to emit a subtle humming sound.

Lin Fan's eyes were solemn, and the palm prints in his hands changed one after another, and the surging blue mist suddenly increased, turning into a torrent that instantly wrapped the entire knife in.

Buzzing......

The buzzing sound from the blade became more and more rapid and clear, and finally the whole knife began to tremble violently, and in some places even cracked and damaged.

Lin Fan was already sweating profusely, his whole body was soaking wet, and he was doing his best to maintain the balance of the fusion of aura and sword body. The Demon Slayer is now a manifestation of too much aura backlash, and there are many examples of this in the history of the Forge.

The reason is that the strength of the materials selected for the caster cannot reach the amount of spiritual energy required by a spirit soldier, and some are because the caster is not hot enough, the thickness of the spirit soldier's embryo is different, and some places are too weak to withstand the predetermined amount of spiritual energy.

In general, this situation is collectively referred to as a spiritual explosion!

At this time, Lin Fan belonged to the former, but it was not because the strength of the materials he used did not reach the level of this demon slaying knife, on the contrary, he used the best iron mother, and the purity reached more than ninety percent.

The reason is that in the casting method he used, the one-armed old man taught him this casting method is too domineering, and even the aura of the instrument derived is different from that used by ordinary casters.

In most cases, the common aura of the caster is white, but this casting method is dark blue, which is different in nature.

The method of spitting and accepting the martial arts is the same as that of the martial arts, and the casting method used by the caster also has three, six, nine and so on!

Like this Longyuan quenching method taught to him by the one-armed old man, Lin Fan guessed that it must not be an extraordinary thing, otherwise it would not exceed the hardness of the material itself.

What to do?

The cold sweat on Lin Fan's face continued to flow down his cheeks, there were more and more cracks on the knife body, and the shock became more and more intense, and there was a faint sign that it was about to fall apart.

To be honest, Lin Fan was panicked! He had never had the experience of casting a successful spirit soldier completely, and in the face of such an unexpected situation, he seemed a little caught off guard and was powerless.

"No... It's going to explode!" Lin Fan, who was fully supporting, suddenly changed his face, and the cracks on the violently vibrating demon slaying knife had reached a critical value, and it was possible to explode directly when he spoke!

At the moment when Lin Fan wanted to withdraw his strength, a dazzling white light flashed out from the sudden demon slaying knife, and then Lin Fan felt a devastating fluctuation coming from the knife.

"Damn, it's over......" This was the first thought that popped into Lin Fan's mind.

But at this critical moment, the one-armed old man who had been watching silently behind Lin Fan finally made a move, and a blue mist that was many times richer than Lin Fan didn't know how many times thicker came out of his palm, directly enveloping the demon slaying knife.

Those dark blue mist were like an invisible hand, forcibly sticking every part of the Demon Slayer Knife that was on the verge of shattering.

With a "whoosh", a golden streamer was popped out by the old man's fingers, shooting into the body of the knife in the blue mist, and exploded into a pale golden liquid that quickly merged into the demon slaying knife.

Lin Fan recognized it at a glance, at that time, the pure gold liquid!

I saw that from the moment the pale golden liquid merged into the Demon Slaying Knife, the cracks and falling pieces that were all over the original knife body were rapidly restoring their original appearance at an astonishing speed.

In less than three seconds, a brand-new and flawless demon slaying knife reappeared in front of Lin Fan's eyes.

"What are you doing in a daze?

"Oh, yes......"

Lin Fan was frightened back by the roar of the one-armed old man, and hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of essence blood was spurted out by him, hitting the body of the demon slashing knife.

Buzzing!

With the fusion of Lin Fan's essence blood, the Demon Slaying Knife trembled in the twilight, and in the next second, a strange fluctuation instantly flowed out from above.

At the same time, a faint suction force also began to slowly emanate from the knife body, and in Lin Fan's surprise abnormality, the aura around heaven and earth began to be continuously attracted and integrated into the knife body!

"It's done!"

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