Chapter 295: Changing Homes
Burst forth!
The spark cracked and exploded to the wall of the furnace to bounce back to the bottom of the furnace.
The whole courtyard was hot and windy, and the black furnace was dazzlingly bright, like a big scarlet eye, and the spear in the center turned into a narrow vertical pupil.
Raindrops splash down, scattering a thick white mist, making people breathless and breathless.
But close to the furnace, the rainwater evaporates into hot steam after a few inches of separation from the furnace wall, and a layer of high temperature is completely transparent, and the boundary is clearly visible.
Lu Zao kept an eye on Fubo and poured flint into it regularly.
At first, he used a shovel, but then he didn't even use a shovel, but simply threw it into the furnace basket by basket, and the flint and rattan burned into a thin layer of ash in an instant.
It's all the best flint, and it won't burn so cleanly with a little impurities.
A large amount of heat bombarded the furnace, and the fubo in the furnace had long since melted, but it still maintained its original appearance, turning into a flowing pool of long golden guns, which is the strangeness of the spirit soldiers.
But even to this extent, the Molong Gold is only red all over, and the corners are melted and passivated, and there is still some distance from complete softening.
Liang Qu's palms oozed sweat.
High-quality metal itself is almost free of impurities, but melting and bonding are major difficulties.
With the size and capacity of the black furnace, it is no longer possible to simply rely on the accumulation of flint to heat up, and it is on the verge of limit.
However, what Liang Qu could think of, Lu Gang and Lu Zao naturally understood that they had already prepared!
Flint isn't the only heat source in the furnace!
"Whew!"
Lu Gang exhaled turbid air and held the long hammer shirtless.
Sweat and rain mix to form an oily protective film on the red surface of the body to isolate the heat wave.
Long arms stretched.
The square hammer passed through the furnace and bombarded Jin Yu!
The red fire golden feathers trembled wildly, and the down feathers fluttered.
A terrifying chirp burst out of the furnace like a steel needle piercing his mind.
Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai had a pain in their heads, grabbed each other's shoulders and leaned on each other, so they didn't fall to the ground with black eyes.
The restlessness of the golden feather caused the entire furnace to shake, and the pond was swelling.
"Master!"
Lu Gang shouted.
"Hah!"
Yang Dongxiong let out a low shout, twisted his belt and hips, and punched out of thin air, striking out a mighty fist.
The fist wind was wrapped in the will of the martial arts that seemed to be substantial, and it hit the golden feather of the furnace.
The chirp was terrible.
The restless furnace was instantly silent.
Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai's pressure suddenly decreased, and they glanced at each other, still afraid in their eyes.
Although Yang Dongxiong is not a Zhenxiang Grandmaster, the Red Firebird is not the original Red Firebird.
The rebirth of the broken feather is almost the same as starting from scratch, and the mental strength is greatly weakened, and Yang Dongxiong is not difficult to deal with.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Gang blasted out again, and Yang Dongxiong's fist style followed.
The two hammered and punched, cooperating with each other.
Only Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai were tortured by Ming, and their heads were groggy, as if it was not Jin Yu who was refined, but their heads.
In this repeated tug-of-war, the red flame golden feather was no different from the cloth, and the silk thread in the middle gradually could not withstand the pull and began to break, bursting out a large amount of spiritual and heat flowing, flowing around in the furnace.
Completely melted, the dying Fubo burst out of the survival instinct, frantically absorbing the scattered spirituality, snatching the lines, and weaving his body.
Obviously, the melting temperature is still rising, but its form, which is about to collapse, is gradually stabilizing.
At the same time, Mo Longjin absorbed the heat flow of the red firebird's bloom, which was dazzlingly white, and finally softened and flowed towards Fubo.
Almost instantly, Molongjin burst like a dam, rapidly shrinking in volume and converging into Fubo.
Lu Gang and Lu Zao didn't dare to relax in the slightest.
The trapped beast is still fighting.
Not surprisingly, when the golden feather spirituality was lost to a certain extent, an even more violent chirp erupted.
thought it was the last struggle, but Lu Gang was shocked to find that the spirituality in the golden feather that needed to be repeatedly pulled and refined actually took the initiative to collapse and poured into Fubo!
"It's going to be reborn!"
If you look at the fire, you can see it at a glance.
At the moment, Jin Yu knew that he had no ability to continue fighting, and instead of struggling to perish, it was better to be reborn in the Fubo Gun in one go!
You can't be born again, at least you have to save your life!
What a ruthless demon!
Lu Gang immediately understood how to deal with it, he turned his head to look at Liang Qu: "Blood!" ”
Liang Qu forged the spirit soldier, knew the process, and immediately cut the palm of his hand with a green wolf, and on the other side, Xu Zishuai tacitly went to the room to find a porcelain bowl to collect blood.
"Be quick, cut the veins!" Lu Gang yelled.
"Cut the veins?"
The corners of Liang Qu's eyes jumped, his heart was ruthless, and the green wolf cut off his wrist vertically, and a large amount of blood shot out, exuding bursts of strange fragrance.
Fragrance in the blood?
A word popped up in the minds of several people present.
Only refining the body to a very high realm can be born of a strange fragrance.
Good boy, such a strong physique!
Meddlesome.
The body is strong and the blood is strong.
The purpose of the spirit soldier is to make the leader of the spirit become the master of the army.
If the Red Firebird succeeds in changing its body, it is equivalent to discharging Liang Qu, the soldier master, and replacing it with himself!
There is only one solution to this situation, and that is to continue to water it with the blood of the soldier master and suppress the wisdom of the great demon!
The realm of Liangqu is not enough, so he can only make up the number, and now he is strong and can have less pain.
The half-foot-sized porcelain bowl was quickly filled, and Lu Zao quickly took it, and handed Xu Zishuai a clay pot and a small medicine bottle in his hand.
Xu Zishuai caught the clay pot and looked surprised: "Uncle Lu, this is ......"
"Go on! Don't stop! Depending on the situation, feed him the blood tonic pill! ”
Liang Qu looked at the clay pot that needed to be held by one person, and his face turned pale.
Xu Zishuai held the medicine bottle in one hand and the bottom of the clay pot with the other, and his face was sad: "Senior brother, hold it up." ”
The galloping warrior does not drain the blood all at once, and it is not in the way.
Lu Zao took the porcelain bowl and handed it to Lu Gang, who opened the lid of the furnace at the right time, quickly poured blood and water, and poured Fubo.
The red firebird let out a terrible wail, but it was a pity that it had no body.
A feather, even if you are temporarily in the spear at this time, you can't do anything!
"Go on!"
Lu Gang's eyes were blazing, and he was firmly fixed on the furnace.
Lu Zao took the porcelain bowl and then exchanged it for a clay pot, and so on.
A large amount of blood loss made Liang Qu's mouth dry, he licked his lips, swallowed the blood tonic pill contained in his throat, his face recovered a little, and he looked at the blood flow becoming less, and ruthlessly used the green wolf to cut his wrist again.
Liang Qu's body was saving itself, and a large amount of blood loss caused the muscles around the wrist to squirm on their own, blocking the wound, and only drawing a bigger wound.
Finally, after pouring blood for the sixth time, the wailing in Fubo weakened most of the time.
Liang Qu's footsteps softened.
Xu Zishuai hurriedly hugged his junior brother, sat down next to the flower bed and handed over a pot of water.
Liang Qu hugged the kettle with trembling arms and gulped down water.
The water moistens the chapped lips and tongue, slides down the throat all the way to the stomach, and the whole body is happy.
went back and forth several times, and each time there was a large bowl of volume, which almost made Liang Qu change his blood.
At the moment, it is not a breakthrough realm, the exchange of blood is pure sin, pure consumption, and walking is very empty.
Fortunately, the momentum of Jin Yu has gone, and the overall situation has been decided.
The whole process is considered to be thrilling.
"Lu Gang was six years old and I had a sledgehammer, and he had completely surpassed me in terms of forging skills, but the difference was only experience."
Lu Zao wiped the sweat from his forehead, full of relief.
To witness the birth of a superb spirit soldier will be a joy for any forger involved.
Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard and nodded.
Xu Zishuai came up and smiled: "Such a good weapon, it's not gentle, I'm afraid it's even more powerful than the master's black knife when it was cast!" ”
Yang Dongxiong laughed: "How can I have ever used a spiritual treasure like Jin Yu in that knife, even the material is only half a catty and eight taels, which is naturally a lot worse, as for warmth, with this spirituality, it is much easier to cultivate." ”
Most of the remnants of demon beasts that can give birth to spirit soldiers are basically the same as the Red Fire Mourning Feather, just like the Red Firebird concentrates the essence and uses the golden feather for rebirth, there are very few.
During the conversation, the whole piece of Molong gold gradually replaced the tungsten gold in Fubo, and when the tungsten gold was completely discharged, there was still a fist-sized piece left.
Lu Gang clenched the sledgehammer, dusted out the spear, and carried out the final hammer forging.