It took a lot of effort for Fang Yun to rush to the hut. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before entering the hut, he looked up at the sky, the cloud dissipated a little more than when he first came in, and for some reason he suddenly had a bad feeling, as if when the cloud completely dissipated, he would be kicked out of the ancient sword space.

At this time, he didn't think much about it, listened outside the door for a while, didn't hear the sound of forging, strengthened his courage, thought about what to say, and knocked lightly on the door.

Tuk tuk!

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear any movement in the house, and knocked on the door again.

Tuk tuk!

Still no response.

Gathering his courage, Fang Yun gently pushed open the door of the house, and with a harsh sound, the door opened astringently, and when he saw the situation in the house, he couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that the house was full of dust, cobwebs hung all over the corners, and a musty smell came to the face, as if it had been uninhabited for a long time.

After being stunned for a long time, Fang Yun muttered to himself: "Could it be that the previous big man and iron striking were all my hallucinations?"

He walked into the room and carefully checked it, and the cultivation drawings on the walls were gone, leaving only a dusty oven in the room, as well as hammers and pliers for striking iron.

Going around to the back of the house, the acre of field still exists, but there is no magical clover growing, but the dry and cracked land, which has been abandoned for a long time.

For a while, he couldn't help but feel a little lost, and he had been looking forward to the opportunity to reveal the true secret of the ancient sword space for a long time, but after the disappearance of the big man, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if this was a deserted place, and with the loss of the ancient sword, this place was also forgotten.

"Forget it, no matter whether this ancient sword space is abandoned or not, at least it is still full of mystery, and it will be of great help to my cultivation improvement, let's take one step at a time!"

Looking up at the sky, the cloud had dissipated a little bit, and the sky was getting brighter. Don't dare to delay, hurry back to the hut, planning to take advantage of the ancient sword time to come to an end, and try to explore the secrets here.

He was most interested in the oven, took off his coat, and wiped the dust off the surface, only to see that the oven was about three people hugging, and one person was high, and it belonged to a relatively large oven, but there was no bellows around, and I don't know how to blow the air.

What intrigued him the most was that the outer walls around the oven were inscribed with five motifs - gold, wood, splash, flame and soil.

Approaching these five patterns and looking closely, I saw that most of them were gray in color, and faintly you could see a trace of color on the wood and water splashes, and there were only very few colors on the other three patterns, if the color of the wood and water splashes accounted for one ten-thousandth, then they were one in one hundred thousand.

Knowing that these five patterns would be of great use, Fang Yun circled around them, and reached out and knocked on the oven, making an empty dull sound, and when he hit the splash pattern, suddenly a blue light flashed, startling him a lot.

I saw the water splash pattern slowly crack, revealing a hole inside, about the size of a fist, as if waiting to put something inside.

Scratching his head, Fang Yun looked at his whole body, and brought in the one pound of refined iron that had just been created, as well as the remaining four spirit stones.

The value of the spirit stone is naturally greater than that of the fine iron, and after hesitating for a moment, he gently put the piece of fine iron into the hole with the idea of trying it out, and at the same time made a posture of turning around and escaping at any time if something is wrong.

The cavity did not react, it remained open, and it seemed useless to just put in fine iron.

"Hmm...... If the oven is used for iron casting, in addition to fine iron, there must also be flames, but there is no lung fire source here, and there is no bellows, where to get the fire source?"

Looking down at the bottom of the oven, he didn't find a place to burn firewood, since the spirit stone can be absorbed by the ancient sword, I am afraid that it can also be absorbed by this oven, so he gritted his teeth, took out one of the four spirit stones, and carefully put it into the hole.

This was put in, and it was suddenly unbelievable, and the hole closed suddenly, and the water splash pattern emitted a bright blue light, and the whole oven buzzed, rising blue flames, but the temperature did not roast people, but had a cold and bone-chilling feeling.

Fang Yun shuddered, hurriedly picked up the mysterious technique, and spun around his body, only then did he feel better.

At this moment, the oven whirred, and after a few moments, the door of the oven snapped open, and a mass of things that had been burned dark blue rolled out of it, and ran out of it to the anvil outside.

Fang Yun fixed his eyes and recognized that it was the refined iron he had put in, only to see gray impurities floating on it, and a faint blue icy flame was constantly rising.

"What? This oven flame can further force out the impurities, this effect is even more powerful than clearing dust and sand?" Fang Yun couldn't help but be taken aback.

Knowing that this oven is infinitely mysterious, if you sit back and wait for the opportunity to miss it, won't you regret it?

Hurriedly grabbed the hammer, as well as the iron tongs, it felt very heavy in his hand, and hurriedly transported the mysterious exercises, so he barely grabbed it, and hit the fine iron forging in ping-pong.

Using the mysterious hammer technique in this ancient sword space, Fang Yun had a feeling of blessing to his soul, the hammer technique was a few points better than outside, until half an hour later, the volume of that piece of refined iron had shrunk tenfold, and the original size of a fist had now become the size of a fingernail.

Blue crystal, cold and cool, like a blue diamond, it is very beautiful!

"Whew-"

Fang Yun let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at this fine iron that he didn't know what it was, emitting a cold and cold air, it should be some kind of upgraded refined iron, and he couldn't help but be surprised and happy.

At this time, look at the flame in the oven is still churning, although it has weakened a lot compared to before, it should be enough to strike iron once.

Remembering that he still has a spirit sword given by Jiao Zhan, I wonder what will happen if I put it in this mysterious oven and forge and temper it again?

As soon as this thought came to him, he couldn't bear it, and after a short hesitation, he took out the spirit sword and put it into the empty ****** of the splash, and soon, the spirit sword burning with dark blue flames rolled out of the oven, and a large amount of gray impurities also appeared on it.

Fang Yun was overjoyed, grabbed the hammer and forged the ping-pong, and as the spirit sword shrank little by little, a large number of impurities were precipitated......

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside darkened, and a dizzy force struck.

"Not good!" Fang Yun stretched out his hand to grab the spirit sword and cold iron, and felt that his body was shifting, and he was being pushed out by a repulsive force.

At the moment when he was about to fly out, he quickly glanced at the oven, and saw that the blue flame had been extinguished, and the splash-like mass had become completely gray, as if it had exhausted the water system elemental power.