Chapter 143: try!

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"Wenchuan, your grandson, it's really evil spirits. If Wu Qiujun sees such a scene, he is afraid that he will vomit blood and die?" Sun Daobai looked at Wan Dong, and his eyes were filled with praise. Don't hide the admiration for Wan Dong.
"Go! Don't be noisy, I have to think about it ..." Xu Wenchuan waved his hand to Sun Daobai, then frowned, thinking deeply.
Sun Dao Bai Chong Wan Dong smiled and said softly: "It seems that your grandfather's cultivation behavior will break through again."
Xu Wenchuan's state was delayed for many years, and he could not break through. The distress in his heart was completely known to Sun Daobai, and he was anxiously secretly worried about him. Seeing Xu Wenchuan break through again and again at this time, he was as happy as Xu Wenchuan himself.
Wan Dong nodded with a smile. If this "Cheng Feng Jue" and "Bao Yun Ce" are separated, they can only be regarded as superior martial arts, but if they are combined and interlinked, they will become superior martial arts. With its breakthrough, it is not difficult to reach the tenth level of true qi, and it is not impossible to even condense the true qi into dao qi and turn it from martial arts.
Sun Daobai also entered the palace to treat the emperor's illness, and soon left. Seeing that Xu Wenchuan was still thinking hard, Wan Dong simply came to the Xujia Treasury and took out a dozen pieces of blood steel from the Treasury.
Now that Xuan Tian Da Ming Shen knows the skill of casting swords, there is no reason not to try.
A flame radiating pale gold, slowly covering a piece of blood steel, was like a hot flame, baking a candle, and soon, it gradually melted, turning into a drop of blood red like candle tears The liquid floated in the air, but it did not fall. It jumped up and down with the fire of Dao Qi.
"It turns out that blood steel can really be melted!"
Wandong's heart burst into shock, and his expression was overjoyed.
In Wandong's cognition, the shape of blood steel is constant, and there is no force in the world that can change it, at least not yet. When the swordsmith uses it to cast the sword, he can only use the fiery fire to express its inherent essence, but it cannot melt it. When the essence energy contained in the world is consumed, the blood steel will fade to a grayish-white color, but it is still as hard as the beginning, the sword is difficult to break, and the original shape is always maintained. And even the shape of Blood Steel can't be changed, so why talk about using its sword?
Those magic weapons with blood steel under the sky are only the condensed heaven and earth spirits escaping from the blood steel, but they are not really integrated with the blood steel. And a sword cast purely from blood steel, people even dare not think about it.
After a whole piece of blood steel tile melted into a blood-colored molten steel, Wan Dong couldn't help but take a long breath and concentrated his energy, controlling the fire of Dao Qi with his mind, leading to the blood-colored molten steel slowly condensing into a short sword. shape.
There is no way, just a piece of blood steel. The blood-melted molten steel is too little to be condensed into a long sword. Even a short sword is only slightly longer than an ordinary dagger.
Seeing the blood and water, he had to condensate into the shape he wanted according to Wan Dong's idea. Suddenly, a severe pain came from Wan Dong's chest and abdomen, and he could not help but utter a scream, and his body collapsed Off the ground.
The fire of Dao Qi instantly dissipated. The half-successed "Blood Steel Short Sword" immediately lost control and fell to the ground. It soon re-condensed into pieces of blood steel of different sizes.
Looking at all this, Wan Dong's heart was full of frustration. The amount of Dao Qi in his body was still too small to support him to cast a magic soldier made purely of blood steel, even if it was just a short sword.
Helpless, Wandong is not in a hurry. Dao Qi needs to accumulate slowly. One day, he can cast success, but the truth is that the speed is not enough. Wandong has already understood thoroughly.
Crossing his knees, he recovered his temper, and Wan Dong started another idea. Since he used blood steel to cast the magic soldier, it is still difficult to achieve with his skill. What about those ordinary materials?
According to the description of sword casting, the process of casting a sword is a process of doing everything possible to continuously remove impurities. The less impurities remaining in the material that made the sword, the tougher and sharper the sword, and the higher the grade.
In other words, if you use the fire of Dao Qi to temper those swords of ordinary materials, will you also create first-class magic soldiers?
Wan Dong immediately found more than ten ordinary long swords, which could only be regarded as sharp, but they had absolutely nothing to do with the sword and the Divine Soldier. On the street outside, they are sold everywhere. Twelve gold can buy a bunch of them.
If we say that Wandong uses the fire of qi to deal with blood steel, it is like burning fire wax