In the eyes of others, Fang Yuan's actions at this time were really boring!

They didn't know the weight of the Heavenly Hammer in Fang Yuan's hand, but they saw him holding a sledgehammer and smashing it down one by one, it was so simple that it was outrageous, as time went by, even the thoughts of watching the excitement faded, and some people even yawned......

If it weren't for Fang Yuan's previous three leaders, his performance was too amazing, and in everyone's hearts, he would have had some mysterious aura, so he didn't dare to underestimate it no matter what he did, for fear of showing his cowardice in front of others, I am afraid that some people would have already cheered at this time.

But the other party originally said that this seems to be a simple and boring task, but it is really not so easy to do, every time he smashes down, the power consumed is more than ten times what others expected, and more importantly, he also needs to adjust his strength at any time, carefully grasp the rhythm, and his nerves are tense, so that Fang Yuan's physical strength and the consumption of divine thoughts are increasing exponentially......

One after the other, each with indescribable hardship!

By the time he had been beating for three hours, the piece of wrought iron had been forged out of almost all the impurities and had become extremely pure, and by this time, the two elders of the Refining Edge had already begun to add some other materials to it.

At first glance, they all seemed to be ordinary things, such as gold essence, silver chalcedony, some spiritual fluids and other things, and even some charcoal ash, and after adding these things, Fang Yuan's hammer method required faster and more stable, and his mind was tighter, strictly controlling the rise and fall of each hammer, little by little, forging these things into wrought iron, blending with each other......

After another hour, they began to add some blood that had been refined by secret methods.

After another hour, they set up a spirit gathering array around them, attracting a huge amount of spiritual energy.

After another hour, they began to quench the ichor......

......

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It was originally a piece of pig iron, or even a piece of iron ore, but under Fang Yuan's constant forging, as well as the blessings and adjustments of the treasure refiners of the Lian Feng, it had gradually changed its luster, at the beginning, it became colorful, but in the end, it became a deep black color, and then at the end, on the black iron, there were even Dao blood lines, flashing with a strange luster......

From morning to noon, to dusk......

From dusk to midnight in the depths of the night......

From midnight until Dongbai, a piece of fish belly was faintly white......

Even the monks who were observing the examination around didn't know how many had already left and returned, but Fang Yuan had been doing one thing repeatedly, that is, the sledgehammer was lifted and fell, and the force was precise, and it hit the dark iron without a single difference.

"The last step......"

Nine hours have passed, and that piece of dark iron has also become a strange existence that seems to have its own life, with the rise and fall of the sledgehammer, it keeps shrinking, swallowing up a large amount of aura, and the color is dark and white, and at this time, Xu Jiaojiao's face also became serious, staring at the dark iron for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth gently, and stood in front of the iron.

At this time, Fang Yuan was already sweating profusely and soaking through his green robe, but the hand holding the hammer was still as stable as ever.

He nodded to Xu Jiaojiao, indicating that there was no problem.

Xu Jiaojiao also glanced at him with a complicated expression, as if she was a little apologetic, but she soon regained her composure, staring at the piece of dark iron, and then holding incense in both hands, with a pious expression, after Fang Yuan's hammer fell, she bowed to the piece of dark iron.

Then, Fang Yuan knocked down the hammer again, and she bowed to the dark iron again.

Every hammer, bye!

The law of her worship seems to be faintly related to the rhythm of Fang Yuan's hammer......

This strange scene immediately aroused the surprise of the people around him.

At this time, on the high platform of treasure refining, the other great masters and treasure refiners have already begun the next step, some have begun to build sword embryos, and some have even begun to engrave the magic circle on the sword body, close to the success of sword casting, but there is only one refining edge, and now the iron has not yet been finished, let alone casting the sword, which immediately makes the refining edge look different!

"What is that shopkeeper Xu of the Lianfeng doing?"

Laymen naturally couldn't understand what Xu Jiaojiao was doing, but felt more and more weird, looked at each other, and talked in a low voice.

But some insiders couldn't help but be moved: "Is it the method of refining treasures in ancient times?"

"Jingle ......"

In the gaze of countless people, Fang Yuan was completely unaware, but focused his attention on the rhythm of his hammering, the fatigue and fatigue of his body were forcibly pressed down by him, almost not taking his own body as his own, but just using strong control to make every time he knocked down the hammer, it was strictly according to the force set in the big wind hammer method......

And Xu Jiaojiao also held the green incense in her hand and bowed down gently.

The green incense seems to be specially made, and it burns very slowly, but there is always a time when it burns to the end.

Almost an hour has passed, and the green fragrance in Xu Jiaojiao's hand is almost burned out......

At this time, Fang Yuan's big wind hammer method was almost finished, and the final hammer began......

He took a deep breath, but slowly exhaled it again, and then raised his arms, which were almost numb, and fell heavily, but when he came into contact with the piece of dark iron, he instantly retracted seventy percent of his strength, just gently, a little on the dark iron......

Xu Jiaojiao also bowed down for the last time at this time, lying in front of the stove and not raising her head!

There was silence all around, and everyone held their breath and looked at the piece of dark iron quietly......

"Whoa......

That iron and black iron, after being quiet for a few breaths, suddenly the divine light skyrocketed.

As if there was some kind of divine power, it poured out from the dark iron, straight into the sky, and then some kind of hidden force field expanded in all directions, causing the magic swords of countless people around to buzz and tremble, as if it gave birth to some kind of awe, and followed by that piece of dark iron, the entire color changed, and it actually turned into a white and red color......

That color, slightly glowing, crystal floating, as if a god was flying around that piece of iron......

"...... Uproar"

Seeing this scene, whether it was the people around him, or the people who were watching the cultivators, or the chief examiner, their eyes instantly widened, their bodies leaned forward, and they looked at the piece of dark iron, their lips trembling slightly: "Divine Iron?"

They finally knew why the Blade had spent so much time refining iron this time.

I finally understood why the shopkeeper of Lian Feng Xu would hold Qingxiang to worship this piece of dark iron......

They are actually refining divine iron!

The tools and dao examinations are all pig iron ore, the most common, so almost every person who refers to it first smelts this pig iron ore into dark iron, and then uses it to cast swords, but the refining number is the most ruthless, they not only smelt it into dark iron, but also smelt this dark iron into divine iron, and at this time, they come to cast swords, so who else can compare to them?

It can be said that this time the Great Test of the Instrument Dao has already ended the moment the Divine Iron was refined on the Refining Front!

"Hoo ......"

Countless exclamations and chatters sounded around them, as if a swarm of bees had exploded and spread all at once.

At this time, Fang Yuan also put down the giant hammer and raised his head slightly.

At this moment, he actually felt a little dizzy, as if the world was spinning and the whole world was turned upside down.

"Are you out of strength?"

He also felt a little wry smile in his heart: "The dignified Zidan monk, you actually lost your strength?"

While holding this thought, he couldn't help but fall back gently.

It's just that the Lian Feng was obviously prepared, and an elder behind him had already bullied him and gently supported him, and then he saw Xu Jiaojiao gently looking at the piece of divine iron, and his eyes slowly turned to him, and said: "Mr. Fang, you have exhausted all your strength today to help me refine the Feng to achieve the divine iron, and it is destined to become famous in the four domains, this grace Lian Feng will never be forgotten, and all disasters will be rewarded!"

As she spoke, she and the other elder on the stage all got up and respectfully bowed to Fang Yuan.

"Well, it's all ...... It's all my own family......"

Fang Yuanqiang cheered up and waved his hand, wanting to smile, but found that his cheeks were a little sore.

"This ......"

Xu Jiaojiao heard the three words of her own family, her face was a little annoyed, but she couldn't say anything serious to the other party, so she had to say: "Help Mr. Fang go down to rest first!"

The refining was not over yet, so she naturally wanted to continue to make sword embryos and engrave runes.

However, Fang Yuan didn't insist, he really didn't have the strength to continue standing here.

And seeing that Fang Yuan was helped off the stage by an elder, the cultivators who were watching the battle around him were also complicated in their hearts, and some people couldn't help but sigh: "It's just that after ten hours of iron, I almost fainted from exhaustion, this green robe's body is a little weak......"

There are also people who understand very well: "You look at the leader of the three realms of formation, Dan, and Fu, it can be seen that he is extremely smart, and he has put a lot of effort into the Dao, but he has worked these knowledge, and on the cultivation, it is natural to be distracted, and pay attention to those who can't go too far, just look at him so smart, but he only ended up with a miscellaneous Dan cultivation, you can see it, what is expected......"

"But if he is so weak physically, will he still take the kendo exam?"

"Hehe, does he still need to take the kendo exam?"

Someone sighed in a deep voice: "Shentie Yicheng, he is already destined to be the leader of the four realms......"

"The Four Leaders?"

When the people around heard this, they immediately nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, this is already the leader of the four realms......"

Some people also listened to it and hesitated: "He is just a big test, and he is also the leader of the four realms?"

The people next to him immediately glared angrily at this person with different opinions, and their faces were full of disdain: "If it weren't for this Four Dao Leader to help strike iron, do you think the Refining Edge would be able to refine the Divine Iron?

There was immediately a chorus of echo around him: "Yes, yes, yes, this is reasonable......"

"Alas, a genius is a genius, even if you strike iron, you can actually make a piece of divine iron......"