Chapter 17: Forging a Dagger

"Young Master Zhan, he and Master Jin are in the casting room at the back, and I'll take you there. As he spoke, he raised his hand, lowered his head and made a gesture of please.

After hearing this, Judicial Tianyue hugged the villain in her arms and was led by the waiter to the back.

When passing through the hall, Wu Yanxing quickly took in the scene in the hall.

It's a different kind of shop, it doesn't have rows of counters like ordinary shops, and there are no weapons on the walls, not even a single drawing is visible.

In the hall, there are only a dozen or so low crystal tables of various sizes, and the chairs that surround the low tables, and on the tables, a white sheet is reclining against each chair.

At this time, there are four tables of people sitting there, each holding a whiteboard in their hands, their fingers are scratching on the board, and every time they swipe, there will be a different weapon projection suspended in front of them from the previous display, slowly turning, and after a little sense, even the breath is simulated.

One of them wrote a code on the whiteboard, then clicked on a golden dot in the middle, and then a waiter came out of the room with a smile and a long carved wooden box.

At this time, Judicial Tianyue stepped into the corridor behind the store under the leadership of the waiter, and Wu Yanxing's gaze also changed.

With the pace of the judicial Tianyue, he gradually walked into a garden of red flowers and willows, and several bluestone-paved paths intersected in it.

He followed the waiter through the small garden and walked straight to a room on the other side of the garden, which was no different from the surrounding houses, the same gray servant.

Gently pushed open the door of the black iron house, and as the iron gate slowly opened, a white thin curtain slowly appeared at the previous iron gate.

Seeing the thin white curtain, Justice Tianyue overflowed the spiritual power out of the body, and laid a transparent defensive shield on the body of himself and the villain in his arms.

Gently lifting the jade foot and slowly walking into the light curtain, as the body passed through the light curtain, a wave of heat rushed to the face, and was blocked by a transparent defensive shield when it was approaching.

Even if there is a defensive cover outside, there is still a trace of heat seeping in, as if under the red sun of the June sky, if it weren't for the old man who said before that this kid's body is stronger than ordinary people, and his resistance is comparable to that of a monk, if she didn't know this amazing information, she wouldn't dare to take this kid into the casting room easily.

These casting rooms are all arranged with spirit gathering arrays and sealing spirit arrays, and the gathered spiritual energy has been continuously smoked and assimilated by the furnace fire for many years, and all of them have become pure fire attribute spiritual energy, which further strengthens the strength of the furnace fire, and at the same time, the temperature in the casting room is unimaginably high.

An ordinary person would immediately turn to ashes as soon as he entered, and even a low-level monk would not be able to stay inside for too long, and only a middle-rank monk would have the ability to stay inside for a long time without being harmed.

At the moment of passing through the light curtain, Wu Yanxing suddenly felt that a heat wave was coming from the pavement, if it was a previous life, it would be nothing at all, but even with the current body, it can only barely resist this heat wave, fortunately, it has been tempered before, otherwise it will be guilty!

The casting room is not too big, probably more than 30 square meters in size! There is only a long counter and a black casting table, and there is a piece of various casting materials in each small grid on the counter, and there is a piece in each grid, and there is no duplication at all.

At this time, there is a big black man with bulging muscles in front of the casting table, holding a clamp in his left hand and holding a long strip of red metal, holding a black sledgehammer in his right hand, hammering and hammering on the long strip of metal on the casting table, each hammer falling will make the metal strip sputter out a little spark, because the beating speed is too fast, what I saw was a piece of spark continuous spraying, beating for a while, when the metal bar red receded slightly, the black man clamped the metal strip into the furnace on the left, and picked up another piece of burning red metal strip from the furnace and continued to beatใ€‚

Raising his eyes and looking around, there was only one person in the room, presumably this was the so-called Master Jin! What about the old boy in the Judicial Heavenly War? Wu Yanxing writhed left and right and looked around, looking for the Judicial Heavenly Battle.

With the pace of Judicial Tianyue, the figure of Judicial Heavenly Battle slowly emerged from behind the figure of the black man.

At this moment, he was pressing one hand on a raised patterned hemisphere on the edge of the casting table, presumably controlling something.

In the previous continent, large magic circles were generally controlled by remote control balls, and presumably there was a large magic circle depicted on this casting table.

Half an hour later!

"Raise the temperature by 400 degrees, prepare low-level spiritual gold"

The big black man opened his mouth and said, raised his hand and put the black and red dagger blade-shaped metal into the furnace, picked up another piece of metal of the same shape, and knocked it down towards the irregular place with his hammer, at this time he used not the sledgehammer just now, but replaced it with a smaller hammer, and the strength of the hammer was also smaller.

Knock! Knock!

The hammer was lifted and lowered one after another, and the metal blade under the hammer slowly became smooth.

Judicial Tianzhan quickly used his consciousness to control the temperature to rise by 400 degrees, and after fixing the temperature, he quickly walked to the counter on the other side and picked up a light golden spar from the corner, and quickly came to the stove and put the spar in his hand in a palm-sized small pot in the middle of the stove, this small pot is in the center of the stove, that is, the place with the highest temperature, but no matter how high the temperature is, the small pot is firmly in the middle without the slightest damage.

I saw that the light golden spar fell into the small cauldron, and it was suspended in the center of the cauldron slowly rotating, with the rotation, a trace of white mist continued to emerge on the spar, and the spar slowly melted under the evaporation of the mist, and gradually melted into a ball of spherical liquid, and the evaporated mist gradually decreased, and slowly disappeared, at this time only a light golden liquid was left in the small cauldron slowly rotating.

At this moment, I saw that the black man had already modified the metal blade to be extremely smooth, and had already opened the blade, put the metal blade in his hand into the furnace, and then used a small clip to clip out another red metal blade that had been modified and cut and burned, and the space on his right hand fluctuated slightly, and suddenly a white white jade brush appeared in his hand.

Dipping it in a small pot in the middle of the stove, the pen quickly wandered on the metal blade, it is really hard to imagine that a brush dipped in the high-temperature melted spiritual gold liquid has not been burned, which shows the nobility of its material.

As the pen passed, a green smoke continued to soar upwards like a dragon rising into the air, and as the green smoke rose, a pair of runes like dragons flying and phoenixes gradually appeared on the metal blade.

The tip of the pen turned sharply from the tip of the blade, and when he turned around, he rushed straight towards the handle like a raptor crossing the river, the speed was unbelievably fast, and I saw that at that moment, Master Jin's right hand seemed to be non-existent, this was definitely not an illusion, this was definitely too fast to be captured by his current eyes.

At the end of the nib to the grip, the nib instantly drew a three-pronged there, after drawing the three-pronged left hand with a clip quickly flipped, the metal blade turned over a side, even if it was flipped, the nib did not leave the metal blade, as just now, the nib quickly traveled on the smooth metal surface, the runes on this side are different from the side just now, but it is still that dragon flying phoenix dance.

Speaking slowly, after Master Jin finished drawing the runes and connecting the two sides, the metal blade was still as red as a ruby, as if it had just been fished out of the fire.

Gently threw the metal blade into a bucket filled with liquid on the left, only to see the metal blade slowly falling down like a feather, this situation made Wu Yanxing stunned, what kind of rune is this? It can make the metal blade as light as a goose feather, but this kind of rune has not appeared in the previous continent.

It's really a world full of wonders, and I can't help but sigh secretly in my heart.

When the metal blade touches the liquid in the barrel, it instantly turns from red to black like ink, and the metal blade is suspended in the liquid in the barrel and constantly makes a snorting sound, but what is puzzling is that the liquid in the barrel continues to decrease with the snort, but there is no trace of fog.

Could it be that this is the so-called soul absorption on the refining weapon? Spirit absorption means that the weapon is put into the quenching liquid with rich spiritual energy after the lines are depicted, and the spiritual energy is absorbed by the carved lines.

This is the final step of the casting, and the weapon can be used directly after the soul drain is completed.

After Master Jin threw the carved blade into the quenching liquid, he picked up the red-hot blade in the furnace, and the pen in his right hand quickly dipped it in the spiritual gold liquid and quickly carved the same rune as before.

After a short time, the rune was finished, and the red blade was thrown into the quenching liquid, and at the same time, he picked up the quenched blade, threw it into the fire, burned it until it was slightly red, and immediately took it out, grabbed a handful of black powder from his arms, and sprinkled it evenly on the blade.

After a crackling sound, the entire metal blade turned black as ink, with a slight sandy feeling, and it was still reflective just now, and after the powder was sprinkled, there was not even a little reflection.

After scooping up the other metal blade, he tinkered with it in the same way, then took out two hollow metal handles, grasped the handles and put them on the metal blade handshake, clamped the card slot, and the two daggers were completed.

"Brother, the skills have been improved recently! Thousands of forged refined iron can be made into four-grade weapons, presumably the casting technology has been upgraded again, right?" Judicial Heavenly Battle looked at the two daggers in his hand and couldn't help but admire.

"Recently, I have occasionally realized that I am still far from being promoted!" Master Jin grinned, a mouthful of white teeth showing on his dark face.

"My brother is still so modest! Come and see, this is my kid!" Judicial Tianzhan sighed, and led Master Jin to see Wu Yanxing.

"Hello uncle!"

Seeing that the sturdy man in front of him stretched out his hand to hug him, he suddenly saw his black hands, and suddenly smiled honestly and withdrew his hands, Wu Yanxing called uncle obediently.