I thought that the test of the second layer was similar to that of the first layer, and it was necessary to fight and win by force to pass. But when he entered the second layer, Su Yang found that it was not the case at all.

The entire second floor is only slightly smaller than the first, and there are also four copper pillars in the center, which stand in the same position as the first floor. Only then did Su Yang discover that instead of having four copper pillars on each layer, four copper pillars ran through each layer.

In a flash, the tower spirit appeared in the space surrounded by the bronze pillar, where he seemed to be able to control everything in the entire Tower of Babel.

Immediately, just like in the first layer, a strong light enveloped Su Yang, and after the light dissipated, Su Yang came to the space inside the tower on the second floor.

Su Yang originally thought that the reason why there was space in the tower was because the space on each floor was too small to show his strengths. But when Su Yang came to the space inside the tower on the second floor, he had already broken this idea of himself.

The space in the tower on the second floor was much smaller than the second floor itself, and Su Yang probably calculated that it was only less than one-third of the second floor.

Looking at the layout of the space, Su Yang found that this was actually a casting room, with a huge casting furnace in it, and some iron ingots, anvils and other things around it.

Seeing the hidden color in Su Yang's eyes, Ta Ling couldn't help but say, "Boy, this second-level test is sword casting. There are only five days to forge a sword, and the quality of the sword must be of heavenly quality or higher. If you succeed, you can enter the third layer, and if you fail, you can only die!"

Hearing this, Su Yang couldn't help but be a little shocked in his heart, and a wry smile appeared on his face, it seems that this Babel Tower's Sword Book trial is really strict. Although Su Yang didn't know anything about forging swords, he could only go into battle now, otherwise, he had no doubt that Ta Ling said that he would die.

However, Su Yang was not dissatisfied with this setting of Shushan, because in the cultivation realm, only harsh training could lead to the emergence of real masters.

Because countless bloody examples can show that in the battle under the same level, it is not the amazing and brilliant sect leaders who can survive, but the wild cultivators who crawled out of the pile of dead people.

No matter who it is, in the face of the threat of death, it is always able to exert greater potential, and the Shushan faction is exactly such a style.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

"Boy, you can cast here, I'm leaving, I'll come to see your casting results in five days!"

Su Yang was thinking about it, when he heard Ta Ling say this, and then Ta Ling's figure flashed, and he was about to disappear into this casting room.

Su Yang's heart moved, and he hurriedly shouted, "Wait!"

"What's the matter?" Taling stopped in surprise and looked at Su Yang.

Su Yang said in a deep voice: "Casting always needs raw materials, where are the raw materials?"

Ta Ling smiled, pointed to a pair of black objects in the corner of the wall not far away, and said, "Here it is." ”

Su Yang turned his head to look, and saw that those black things were a large pile of scrap metal, and some of them were stained with rust.

Seeing this, Su Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, it would be very good for him to be able to cast a handful of mortal iron with these things, and he also wanted to cast a heavenly sword? But now this test is placed here, and if you don't accept it, if you don't succeed, you will die. Su Yang also nodded helplessly, which was considered to be understood.

Immediately afterward, Ta Ling spoke up again: "As for the flame matter, you have to solve it yourself, everyone can produce flames in their body, unless it is an extremely cold vitality. But you don't look like someone who can have that kind of vitality, so this flame can only be played by yourself!"

After speaking, Ta Ling seemed to be worried that Su Yang had something wrong with him, so as soon as the words fell, Ta Ling's figure flashed, and he had already disappeared into the casting room.

After Ta Ling left, Su Yang slowly came to the casting furnace and opened the place where the fire came out under the furnace, only to see that it was empty and extremely clean.

Su Yang couldn't help but nod secretly, and said in his heart This is indeed a casting furnace dedicated to cultivators, without the slightest charcoal shavings, obviously all the flames are emitted by their own vitality.

The time was only five days, which was quite urgent for Su Yang, and after Su Yang had a general understanding of the functions of various things in the entire foundry room, he began to pick up the scrap iron in the corner and put it into the furnace.

Although Su Yang hadn't minted anything, at least the general steps were clear. The first step is to melt and refine all the scrap iron, take its essence, and remove its dross for use in sword casting.

Scrap iron into the furnace, the next step is naturally to ignite. As for the flames, in fact, Su Yang was not worried in his heart, the flames condensed by his Yuan Qi were not enough to completely refine these scrap iron, but he still had soul slaves.

You must know that the soul slave's body was originally stored in the body of hundreds of Tianding Sect fire talismans, although some have been used, but the number is still huge, and it should be able to support this Su Yang to complete the casting.

Thinking of this, Su Yang sacrificed the soul slave and began to give the soul slave the order to light the fire. Then, with a wave of the soul slave's hands, two fire talismans appeared in the furnace and spontaneously combusted.

Call!

Suddenly, the temperature in the entire casting room rose a lot, and Su Yang couldn't help but nod as he looked at the flames burning in the furnace.

Although the Tianding faction did not have a good impression in Su Yang's heart, their fire talisman was indeed very powerful, especially the trace of samadhi true fire contained in it, which made Su Yang also feel a trace of enthusiasm in such a **** environment.

Burned by the flames, the scrap metal instantly rose in temperature, and the place near the flames faintly glowed red.

Time passed slowly, Su Yang saw that the entire pile of scrap iron was burning red, and he also stood up at the moment, picked up the big hammer next to him in his hand, and began to smash at the scrap iron.

Tempered thousands of times, the quality can be continuously improved!

Obviously, Su Yang also understood this very well, and at this time, his right hand was raised high, and he frantically took a sledgehammer to slash at the red-hot scrap iron.

Ding! Ding!

The entire casting room was filled with such a voice, and I don't know how long it took, Su Yang was also a little tired. After all, when he used the sledgehammer, in order to be able to make these scrap iron more refined, he couldn't help but bring a trace of vitality, although these vitality was not much, but thousands of swings were also a bit of consumption for Su Yang.

Stopped, Su Yang secretly and quickly recovered his vitality while looking at the red piece of iron. He saw that although the scrap iron had been beaten by him, there were a lot less impurities, but it was still far from being pure.

And what's even more frustrating is that the refining of this piece of iron becomes more and more difficult the further you go. Su Yang frowned, and secretly said in his heart, this kind of refining speed is not good, if it is at this speed, let alone five days, ten days is not enough!