I wish no injury and hurried back to the small courtyard.

Just on the paper kite, he has already seen the art of this forging tool, the general steps are similar to the mortal iron, the furnace, the fire, the iron, etc. are replaced by the furnace, the fire, the iron, etc., and then the hammer forging technique recorded above is beaten, and then quenched, soaked in cold water, water and fire are excited.

Pick out the utensils from the warehouse and walk towards the two acres of spiritual fields that have just been turned over.

Although these spiritual fields have been abandoned for a long time, there are a lot of good soil under those two spiritual fields, which are full of stickiness and aura, and are the best choice for casting furnaces.

Reconcile the dirt under the corner of the wall, and I wish you no harm to start the furnace.

The army was drawn out, and there were few craftsmen accompanying them, repairing weapons, building camp fences, and building siege ladders...... Before Zhu Wushu went into battle at the age of sixteen, he had been fighting in the artisan camp.

The craftsmen who can be selected to accompany the army, the craftsmanship is naturally nothing to say, Zhu Wuxian is the only son of the main general, and the craftsmen in the camp are all teaching him, and even the craftsmanship at the bottom of the box has been handed over to him, and in a few years, the blue is better than the blue.

Zhu Wuxian slowly attached the five elements spiritual power in his body to the furnace that had already taken shape, and slowly dried the furnace that was still wet.

Next to it is a freshly made bellows.

The spiritual power was gone, and the stove was not yet dry, and there was still a little dampness left.

Glancing at the cloudy sky, Zhu Wuxian didn't have time to sit down and recover his spiritual power, took out the wood left by the collapse of the old bedroom from the warehouse, and built a shed against the wall to cover the stove.

"The spirit furnace and spirit iron are there, where to find the spirit fire, the fire caused by ordinary fire may not be able to burn these two pieces of spirit iron with a large human head."

The gloomy sky began to rain lightly. Zhu Wuxian squatted next to the stove and thought secretly.

"Shi and Zhu, the two senior brothers and sisters, come and go in the clouds, disappear every day, and can't go to the peak master, his old man asks me to practice every day, if you see me doing such a bad job... Hiss! ”

I wish you no headaches.

The rain in July and August is said to fall, and Xianmen is no exception, with a 'whoosh', the floating drizzle immediately poured, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed on the bluestone brick floor, making a nice sound.

"There it is!"

Zhu Wuxian held his cheeks and slapped his thigh, "Although the fire is a mortal fire, if I use the fire material containing spiritual energy to start the fire, although it will not become a real spiritual fire, it is also a semi-spiritual fire, and it is enough to burn this spiritual iron." ”

The bones left over from hunting and shaving a few days ago, the wood left after the collapse of the old bedroom, and even the spirit seeds that have just been exchanged can be used!

Playing a handy of equipment is the most important thing, as for farming? Leave half of the spirit seed and sow a seed to deal with it.

Zhu Wuxian stood up and rushed into the warehouse in the rain.

The storehouse was the largest of the houses, with farming tools neatly leaning against the wall on one side and miscellaneous items piled up on the other.

Zhu Wuxian piled up the remaining wood from the old bedroom, the fur of wild beasts, the minions, and the bones left over from the shaved flesh.

Spread out the huge bear skin, pile all the wood and bones on it, and then wrap it in the corners, pick up the bear skin with open arms, and kick it to the door with your toes.

Before going out, he took the tattered clothes that he had changed into and set them on fire.

"Boom!"

The flints collided and sparks.

Tiny sparks approached the tattered garment, igniting it.

Zhu Wushu first threw a small piece of spiritual wood into the burning rags, which wrapped the palm-sized spiritual wood block and burned continuously, and finally ignited the spiritual wood block when it was about to burn out.

Then take a small piece of wood and close to the burning spirit wood block, the flame swayed, and the other piece was lit as well.

Put two pieces of spiritual wood into the stove, and stuff the sundries between the stoves to add two points of fire.

The stove was dried by the remnants of the Five Elements Spiritual Power as early as when the shed was being built.

Then the remaining wooden blocks and white bones were stuffed into the furnace one after another, and the fire slowly rose, pulling the bellows, and the fire took advantage of the wind to rise sharply.

When the hot air meets the diffuse water mist, it forms a steaming white gas that makes a sizzling sound.

"Dangdang..."

Zhu Wuxian swung the copper octagonal hammer and landed heavily on the red-hot spirit iron, splashing a few sparks.

Originally, it took two people to strike iron, one with a small hammer and iron tongs, and the other with a sledgehammer.

However, after Zhu Wuxian stepped into the second layer of the refining body, he was not afraid of the flames, although this fire was a semi-spiritual fire, but he still did not step out of the range of ordinary fire, and used his hands as pincers to adjust the red-hot spiritual iron.

In addition, he is highly skilled, and the things he hits are also very simple, no small hammer is needed, and one person wielding a sledgehammer is enough.

"Bell, bell, bell, bell..."

The sound of percussion mixed with the sound of rain, mixed with heat, and the occasional splash of sparks, is very beautiful.

"Senior Brother Cui, is the spiritual power imprint you left accurate? How can any new disciple be in a place where such a bird doesn't? ”

On the wasteland, Cui Wei led a square-faced disciple wearing a brown robe and a scarf on his head, and he kept pinching the trick in his hand to sense the spiritual power imprint he had left in the spirit seed bag.

The brown-robed disciple cast spells to block the rain, and the spiritual power in his body continued to be consumed, and he felt a little impatient in his heart.

The two of them were originally traveling with the imperial sword, with Jiang Zhenshan's cultivation of the fourth layer of qi refining, and the inferior spirit sword of the imperial envoy Cui Wei, although the spiritual power was consumed quickly, but it could be reached in an instant, but he didn't expect heavy rain from the sky, and with his cultivation, he couldn't do the imperial sword in the rain, so he could only fall down and walk.

Cui Wei stopped the trick in his hand and cautiously turned around and agreed, "Senior Brother Jiang, don't worry, follow this spiritual power mark, you will be able to find that kid immediately, that kid stole someone else's order, and he didn't dare to stay on the main peak for long."

After the matter is completed, I will present the spirit stone, and my brother's side will also be indispensable to you, senior brother.

Besides, that kid did stealing and broke the rules of the door, you are also for the sect, if the above knows, it will definitely be indispensable to your benefits, maybe you will enter the fairy road greatly. ”

Jiang Zhenshan heard Cui Wei's words, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and continued to follow Cui Wei, who let the family have a good brother, if he didn't listen to him, his brother would know, and the rugged fairy road that was already difficult to walk would not have to turn a few more big turns.

Cui Wei scolded in his heart, this disciple of Miao Xing Peak not only caused him to come out to walk on such a rainy day, but also made him have to whisper to others.

Thinking of this, the grievances in my heart became a little heavier, and I couldn't wait to tear apart Zhu Wu's bones.

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's just ahead."

The pouring rain blocked the view, and Jiang Zhenshan looked at Cui Wei's fingers, but there was nothing but the rain that was so dense that it was invisible.

In desperation, a trace of spiritual power was used in his eyes, and he vaguely saw a courtyard wall with blue tiles and red doors.

"After you go back, you have a spirit stone to restore your spiritual power, which will cause me to follow you for a few days of cultivation."

Jiang Zhenshan scolded secretly in his heart, but he had to show a smile on his face, "Sure enough, this person lives in such a remote place, I'm afraid he has really done something wrong." ”

"Even if you do something wrong, what does it have to do with me, the fairy road is difficult, everyone climbs separately, this junior brother, I'm sorry."

Jiang Zhenshan said to himself from the bottom of his heart.

"Zizizi."

The forged utensils were thrown into the bucket with a sizzling sound, and a white mist rose above the bucket.

I don't know why the water in the well house is full of cold chill, and it is best to anneal the forged utensils.

Zhu Wuxian reached out and took out the beaten utensils from the cold bucket, and the front part of a hoe.

The hoe has a sharp edge, thin in the front and thick in the back, and a ring on the tight back.

"Zizi."

Zhu Wuxian lifted the bucket and splashed it on the iron rod standing behind him, and the steaming white gas leaked out from the iron rod up and down.

The iron rod and Zhu Wuxian are as high, the whole body is black, the heavy weight is very handy, pick up the iron rod, and practice a few deadly moves in the rain, Zhu Wushu is very satisfied.

The weight of this stick alone is a few points heavier than the usual point steel gun.

The ring on the hoe is cuffed to one end of the iron rod, and a complete hoe is completed.

Zhu Wuxian looked at his attackable and cultivable iron rod and nodded again and again.

"Boom!"

A loud noise was heard.

"Someone is bombarding the formation?!"

Zhu Wuxian unloaded the hoe, lifted the long stick, and smiled, "I'm worried that no one will try this stick." ”

Picked up the order flag and walked out.

"Senior Brother Jiang, this formation is strong, you come."

Cui Wei handed the ice sword in his hand to Jiang Zhenshan.

Just now, the two of them had a flying sword and a pinching spell, and they bombarded the courtyard formation, but they had no effect.

Jiang Zhenshan smiled bitterly in his heart, "It's over, there is no half a month now, and the spiritual power consumed cannot be replenished." ”

"Brush!"

The flying sword was sacrificed, and a sword flower was flexibly pulled in the air, shaking a raindrop.

Compared to Cui Wei, who only stiffly drove the flying sword to stab and slash, Jiang Zhenshan used it more flexibly, and the ice sword seemed to come to life.

"Why don't we have that good life, a brother on the stall."

Jiang Zhenshan sighed secretly, and the flying sword was aimed at the crack of the vermilion gate, and he lightly mentioned it.

"Squeak."

The flying sword invaded the crack in the door, and the vermilion door creaked open.

Jiang Zhenshan only saw a tall man wearing a green shirt disciple's uniform, holding a long stick as black as ink in his hand.

Before he could see his face clearly, he saw the long stick turn slightly, striking the sword and knocking the ice sword to the ground.

"Huh."

"Poof."

Jiang Zhenshan's face turned pale, and he snorted, the spiritual power cover that blocked the rain could not be maintained, and it dissipated immediately, and the heavy rain fell on his head, drenching his brown robe.

Cui Wei bent down and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The ice sword was Cui Wei's life-saving Dao weapon, and because Jiang Zhenshan was using it, it was connected to his mind, so both of them were hurt.

Cui Wei straightened up, his eyes were cold, and he pointed at Zhu Wuxian, "Senior Brother Jiang is him, kill him quickly!" ”