Burning, smelting, Mo Wei felt his blood boiling. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Lu Dian stared at the changes in the fire, through the infection of Mo Wei. He also felt his blood boiling.

Star Steel, a silvery block of ore covered with dots of black dots. Mo Wei was determined to smelt this strong metal, and the thousand-year-old cold iron that Lu Dian had given him was also among them. When two kinds of molten iron from different worlds collided together, Lu Dian heard a strange sound. The golden star molten steel and the red cold molten iron repel each other when they are mixed and cannot be blended. Mo Wei frowned, as an experienced blacksmith. He knew how difficult it was to get two very different metals to fuse. Could it be that these two metals can't be compatible, so they can only use plating or quenching? No, that's not what he wants, Mo Wei gritted his teeth and insisted. The fire in the furnace rose again under the urging of Movi. Mowei believes that as long as there is a high enough temperature, two completely different metals can be completely fused together, and that kind of streamlined pattern, that kind of water-like interweaving, that is the height that Mowei pursues.

Temperature, temperature, Mo Wei was sweating profusely, but the two metals didn't move in the slightest as if they were dead. Seven full days passed, and Lu Dian could feel Mo Wei's restlessness, and he kept adding all kinds of materials to the hearth, and the light of the fire changed from red to slightly blue, but there was still no change in the slightest.

For another seven days, Mo Wei stared at the hearth with red eyes as if he was stupid. If it continues to burn like this, even if the furnace is burned, it will not be able to change the status quo. Morvey was desperate. He, who had been paying attention to the hearth and had never glanced at Lu Dian, glanced at Lu Dian. It was a look of plea in the abyss of despair. Lu Dian understood.

"Fire?" Lu Dian thought of Bi Fang almost the moment he saw Mo Wei's eyes, Bi Fang, the firebird, what fire in this world is more domineering than the fire that burned everything. Lu Dian was groaning and thinking. With his current strength, if he releases it, will he directly burn all this completely, this furnace will definitely not be able to withstand Bi Fang's fire, the kind of power that burns everything, Lu Dian once experienced it, under the incineration of that kind of five-colored flame, even the soul will fall into despair.

"Help me, Xenomorph, make sure these two metals fuse completely. Murvey opened his chapped lips and muttered.

"Good. Lu Dian only said a good word. Even for the sake of this crazy Shura, the blacksmith himself has to gamble at all costs. Concentrating, calming, Lin Meng's painting technique runs in the sea of Lu Dian's qi, and Lu Dian senses the subtle feeling between the mountains and the sea, like a call, and like a lure.

"There are birds in the mountain of Zhangguo, its shape is like a crane, one foot, red and green and white beak, the name is Bi Fang, its song is also screaming, and there is a false fire when you see it. Bi Fang, now!" Lu Dian muttered in his mouth, and pointed to the fire pond with his right hand as a painting with blood. In an instant, the flames in the fire pool changed and converged into a one-legged crane, which Lu Dian controlled concentratingly. This Bi Fang is one of the fierce beasts of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", and the last time I felt its pride in looking down on the world. This time it must be brought under control, otherwise it will inevitably lead to disaster.

With a loud bang, the smelting furnace exploded, and the five-colored flames were wound and turned into powder. Mo Wei screamed and was about to pounce up. Lu Dian forced him back with all his strength, and then reached out and grabbed the hearth, and two balls of molten iron floated in front of him. Bi Fang looked at Lu Dian coldly, and Lu Dian was also looking at it coldly. The feeling of communicating with the desolate beast resurfaced in Lu Dian's mind again. Arrogance, absolute arrogance, Lu Dian once again felt the pride of Bi Fang looking down on the world. From the fire, to the fire, not caring about the heavens and the earth, but burning everything. This is Bi Fang, and according to legend, they are the predecessor of the sacred bird of the sun.

The five-colored flame rose out of nowhere and began to burn everything around it, and Lu Dian tried his best to control it before controlling its scope in the smelting shed. As soon as the five-colored flames burned, the two balls of molten iron boiled instantly, and the thousand-year-old cold iron quickly vaporized, and then in just half an hour, the Xinggang liquid also vaporized into a hazy mist. At this time, how high the temperature of the two was, Lu Dian did not dare to estimate. He borrowed the endless True Yuan to wrap the two, knead and mix, and the two huge pieces of metal qi quickly merged into one under Lu Dian's tumbling and kneading.

Looking at Bi Fang again, Lu Dian stared coldly. Bi Fang did not show weakness at all.

"Go back!" Lu Dian snorted coldly. Bi Fang resolutely refused. Lu Dian said coldly: "I can't help you!" Lin Meng's painting technique was running, and Lu Dian took the initiative to cut off the connection with the painting technique for the first time. Then I heard Lu Dian say urgently: "Mo Wei, retreat!"

Where is the proud Bi Fang Divine Bird who will listen to people's orders, although Lu Dian cut off the connection between painting techniques, but he can't control its final outburst. This divine bird spread its wings into the sky, and with a long roar, it seemed to be reborn freely, bringing up a five-colored ribbon to cut through the sky. In the end, it dissipated, but the trajectory it crossed stayed in the sky for a long time, the scorching heat of the five-colored flames, even the heavens and the earth could not bear it, this is it, the loneliest existence among the mountains and seas, the bird of the fire god who walks alone in the world.

Mo Wei sighed. If such a beast can raise one of its own, even if it is fed with gold every day, it is willing. He watched the metal fused by Lu Dian gradually cool, and then looked at Lu Dian's eyes defenseless. This xenomorph clearly has an ability to surpass itself, and the ability to summon firebirds is a dream for every blacksmith. Mo Wei sighed again, but unfortunately, it is difficult to see the five-colored flame after this casting, and it is difficult to feel the majesty of burning everything.

The gas turned into liquid, and the liquid turned into a block, and this piece of iron, which was only a foot long and half a foot wide, was refined by Lu Dian and Mo Wei with great energy and time. Looking at the iron, Mo Wei swept away his regrets, and his whole state was so excited that he came up and picked up the hot iron and refused to relax. Because, this fusion is more perfect than he imagined, there are no flaws, no traces, this is a completely new metal.

Looking around again, the stove was destroyed and the shed was burning. Mo Wei looked at Lu Dian but couldn't stop laughing.

"Little man, I'll ask you to drink. ”

Lu Dian said yes, and wrapped the cloth robe around his head and face. Mo Wei grabbed Lu Dian's shoulder and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, with me, Mo Wei is in the Iron Tower Shura, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks about you." You're a friend and I've made up my mind. ”

Lu Diandao didn't care, covering his head and face just wanted to make less trouble. The two of them took Adhara who had been serving them out of the courtyard together, and before leaving, Lu Dian made a casual move, and the double knots and rings flashed and took away the piece of metal that they had worked so hard to get out. Can't lose a big one because of a small one, Lu Dian is now also looking forward to the birth of this set of knives.

Turning around the mud wall, several Shura were greeting Mo Wei, and they all curiously asked what was going on in Mo Wei's house. After all, the sound of the explosion was not small, and it could be heard for miles around. However, Mo Wei, the blacksmith in the iron tower Shura, has not burned the furnace in order to build a good weapon, and everyone has rarely asked, but this time the voice is a little louder, so he is a little curious.

Mo Wei was excited, just smiled, but never said anything. The imminent birth of the peerless divine soldier is something that those of you who cannot understand it can communicate. Mo Wei has always looked down on these Shura, who can only build ordinary Horcruxes, and in Mo Wei's eyes, these guys are just refining precious ore and changing their shape. The so-called casting is complete nonsense.

The liquor store arrived quickly, and it was a small shop with only a few tables. Mo Wei walked in and greeted a tall and slightly chubby **** Shura: "Bu Fat, pick up delicious food and drink, I want to entertain friends." ”

"Yo, when is our master craftsman going to entertain his friends in person, it seems that this little man is very remarkable. ”

"If you have a vision, get some food and drinks. "Movi is happy. Lu Dian was also infected by this Shura mood.

On the wine and food, Lu Dian saw decent dishes and wine for the first time in Jiuyou. It is indeed wine, but the degree is not high, but the taste is pure and spicy, and it has a unique flavor. Eating and drinking, I can't help but chat. Most of them were Mo Wei talking, Lu Dian just nodded, but there were a few words that Adhara should be harmonious, and the atmosphere was not bad.

While the three of them were chatting and drinking, a group of Shura walked into the shed with two young Shura. One of the Shura saw at a glance that Mo Wei was pulling another delicate Shura over.

Mo Wei's face was displeased. Lu Dian set his sights on the delicate Shura. Because that Shura is very small, it can be called a whole size smaller than ordinary Shura, and his height is almost about the same as himself, which is really uncommon in Shura. He had two fiery scimitars pinned to his waist, which looked quite powerful, but they were a little out of tune compared to his size, too big.

"Master Craftsman, this is my friend, High Shura Moyin. His weapon was damaged in battle, see if you can help fix it. "The young Shura is very respectful, and his red tail is moving slightly, which is very beautiful.

Mo Yin stepped forward, untied the two red scimitars from his waist, and carefully placed his hands on the table. Mo Wei said: "Take it back, I haven't been free recently." ”

Mo Yin was stunned for a moment, looked at the young Shura, obviously not quite understanding the situation. The young Shura was also embarrassed and said, "This...... , Master Craftsman, Moyin is a high-level Shura from the Eastern Clan, please fix it for him in my face. The cost must be easy to say. ”

Mo Wei was very unhappy, and these two people interrupted him as he was telling Lu Dian about his wonderful crafting skills. Money doesn't mean much to him, and a bosom friend like Lu Dian is hard to find. Mo Wei said coldly: "I've made it clear to you, I haven't been available lately." ”

"You drinking ......" The young Shura was a little displeased, he felt that Mo Wei was completely perfunctory to him, after all, he had time to drink but not time to build, and anyone who looked at it was a prevarication.

"Shut up, you junior who grew out of a pill. If it weren't for your father's face, Lao Tzu would have killed you with one stab. , I can drink if I want, what does it have to do with you. What about the higher Shura? Lao Tzu doesn't want to have sons, so he doesn't need to befriend them. Get out!" Mo Wei almost pointed to his nose and scolded the young Shura. made the young Shura unable to get off the stage directly.

High Shura Mowei snatched the scimitar from the table, hugged it in his arms, and turned to leave. The young Shura was so angry that he turned around and left, and as soon as he went out, he heard a whisper from Shura, who came with his entourage at the door. Lu Dian looked at the group of Shura, who seemed to have not healed with a strip of cloth wrapped around their right hands, and sneered.

After hearing this, the young Shura's tail exploded directly, and he stood at the door of the small shop and glared at Mo Wei angrily: "Okay, Mo Wei, you dare to collude with foreign clans to hurt your own clan." I'm going to see what you have to say today! Come on, arrest Mo Wei and those two foreign Shura!"

Mo Wei slammed the table to pieces, and the hammer on his waist hit his hand at once. Lu Dian stood up, but was pressed on the stool by Mo Wei and sat down.

"Let go of your mother's stinking fart!Lao Tzu Mowei's friend can't take your turn to talk about this thing that came out of the **. If you want to die, take a step forward and try to see if Lao Tzu's hammer can smash your heads. Mo Wei bent his arms and stood forward, and none of the Shura of the patrol dared to take a step forward.

The young Shura said angrily: "You give it to me, kill him, and I'll go and explain to my father." ”

"Boy, you've lived enough!" the words fell, and Mo Wei rushed towards the young Shura with a hammer. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the crowd immediately gathered around and fought with Mo Wei. Lu Dian is as stable as Mount Tai, and the strength of these Shura Lu Dian knows that they will not be Mo Wei's opponents. On the contrary, it was the delicate Shura who had been standing in the distance with a knife, and Lu Dian felt that it was an extremely dangerous opponent.

Mo Yin found that Lu Dian was observing him. He also looked at Lu Dian. Why is this Shura, who is about the same size as himself, wrapped in a robe all over his body, is he also a high-level Shura like himself, and it is a high-level Shura who is inconvenient to show his face. Who is he? Mo Yin intuitively sensed that Lu Dian was also a tricky guy.

Breaking the balance was only in the blink of an eye, and the young Shura, who had been hiding to the side to command, suddenly struck out, pulled out a small sword from his shoe and stabbed at Mo Wei. Mo Wei was besieged by five or six Shura, although he did not fall behind, but he was also too busy to take care of himself. Lu Dian's judgment was almost instantaneous, and he got up and flashed in a flash, directly pinching the short sword of the young Shura. With a palm, he was about to knock him away. The silent voice that had been leading to the side suddenly made a move. The two big scimitars came in an instant, Lu Dian frowned and pushed the young Shura away, and caught the two knives with his palms.

Good blade!

What a strong gas!

Just one move, the two quickly retreated. Lu Dian and Mo Yin looked at each other, both knew each other a little, and they were also a little jealous. Mo Yin said in his heart: Although his knife is damaged, it is not so bad that he can't even split his palm, and this Shura who is as small as himself is not easy to deal with. At the same time, Lu Dian also deeply understands that the knife just now, the scorching waves hit people, and his stacked waves are only able to block it, if he does it again, no matter how strong the other party is, he may not be able to escape the doom of breaking his hand.

Confrontation, exchange, evaluation, Lu Dian and Mo Yin's momentum rose in the mutual eye temptation, a huge cyclone swirled in the open space between the two, and a more powerful confrontation was about to break out, but the fight on the other side was about to end. (To be continued.) )