Chapter 404: Black Iron Sacred Furnace

Regrettably, he shook his head, and there was also a sense of satisfaction in the old man's eyes. This kind of forging mood can be encountered but not desired, not only will greatly increase the success rate of this forging, but also greatly beneficial to the improvement of forging.
Zhang Yifeng was able to enter this state for the first time, what else is he dissatisfied with!
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Zhang Yifeng's forging time lasted for a full day and night. The next morning, when the golden rooster cried, Zhang Yifeng slowly stopped the hammer in his hand and looked at the one inch long in front of him with satisfaction, not much thicker than the hair. Of steel needles.
Yes, it is the steel needle. The so-called steel is made from one hundred thousand steel. This embroidery needle has not been refined by one hundred, but by ten thousand and one hundred thousand. If this cannot be called steel, there would be no steel in this world.
The only difference from the embroidery needle is that there is no thread hole on this steel needle.
Zhang Yifeng put away the flame hammer, picked up the steel needle, placed it on the tip of his thumb and index finger, and pressed it hard. The steel needle was bent and tenacious.
This steel needle has not undergone any processing, and is directly forged by a forging hammer. It is simply the essence of the essence, and it can definitely be easily shot through ordinary steel plates without any damage.
Nan Xin also walked over and took the steel needle in Zhang Yifeng's hand. I saw that this steel needle was shining with a strange brilliance, no longer belonging to the silver light of ordinary steel, but shining with a faint blue light. Having been hammered thousands of times by Zhang Yifeng's hammer containing Blue Moon Fire, the steel needle also contains a trace of Blue Moon Fire's power.
"It's so beautiful." Nan Xin couldn't help but exclaimed.
This steel needle is actually very ordinary, but Nan Xin has witnessed the process of changing from a huge iron rod to a steel needle. This feeling is almost the same as having a child.
In fact, with Zhang Yifeng's current hammering method, it is impossible to be so fine as to forge embroidery needles, but he entered that magical forging state, and he succeeded naturally.
If he were to forge it again, he would not be able to forge it.
Seeing the look in Nan Xin's eyes, Zhang Yifeng smiled and said, "Do you like it?"
Nan Xin nodded.
"Then give it to you."
Nan Xin raised her head suddenly, an incredible brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes. This is the first work forged by Zhang Yifeng, and it was actually given to her. Does this mean that she has already occupied a share of weight in Zhang Yifeng's heart?
"Why? Don't want it?" Zhang Yifeng said again, he didn't think so much.
"Yes!" Nan Xin held the needle tightly in her palm, for fear that Zhang Yifeng would it away.
"So tired, I want to sleep."
The continuous use of the meteor hammer method day and night has left Zhang Yifeng exhausted. If it were not for the production of this steel needle, it is estimated that Zhang Yifeng would have given up long ago.
"Take him into the house for a while first, he is indeed very tired now." The old man's voice also came, and he could understand the feeling of Zhang Yifeng now. The first time, he was too tired to sleep directly on the ground.
"Ok."
Nan Xin nodded and helped Zhang Yifeng into the guest room.
"This son is really a forging wizard. He entered the forging realm for the first time, and his future is limitless."
After Nan Xin left, the rich man nodded approvingly, filled with relief. This ability of his finally didn't have to be brought into the coffin.
Zhang Yifeng didn't sleep long. He woke up three hours later. When he stood in front of the old man again, the old man still couldn't believe it.
He forged for the first time that year, but slept for three days and three nights! But Zhang Yifeng only slept for three hours.
"Little baby, isn't your body made of iron? How come you can stand up to the toss." The old man shook his head and said, "Since you wake up, I will teach you the complete forging technique now." !"
At this moment, a look of expectation flashed in the old man's eyes.
Zhang Yifeng also caught the expression of the old man, but he thought that the old man was eager to teach him this craft and didn't think much about other things.
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"You wait for me here for a while."
The rich man spoke again, turning around and entering a room. When he came out again, the rich man was holding a big bag.
Opening the bag, it turned out to be a bag of charcoal.
"This is the best black charcoal. After blowing, the temperature can reach thousands of degrees." The old man introduced.
Zhang Yifeng was slightly surprised that there is black charcoal on the earth! This thing is a rare forging material in Lingyue Continent.
"Take these black charcoal and follow me to the backyard."
"Backyard?" Zhang Yifeng said with some confusion, "Master, what are you going to do in the backyard? Isn't the forge here?"
The rich old man disdainfully said: "These are ordinary goods. My old man wants to teach his apprentices. Of course, he must use the best forge."
With that, the rich man took Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin to the backyard.
The backyard is not big, but it looks very small. There is nothing in the whole yard, only a dark thing like a big tripod.
The old man patted the big tripod twice and said, "This is my baby."
"It? The best forge?"
Both Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin were surprised.
This dark thing is sold worse than the forging furnaces in the yard, and the dust has accumulated almost a foot thick. If it were not for a forging platform linked together, no one would have recognized it. A forging furnace.
At this time, listening to the tone of the old man, this is the best forging furnace!
Seemingly seeing the disdain in Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin's eyes, the rich man said with a serious face: "Don't underestimate this forging furnace. When you hear its name, you won't look down on it."
After listening to the rich man's words, Zhang Yifeng Nanxin's eyes couldn't help but fall on this black iron knot. They didn't understand forging, and naturally they didn't have much research on forging furnace.
The rich old man's dry palm gently stroked the black iron bumps, and said in a tone full of vicissitudes: "This furnace is called the black iron holy furnace!"
"Black Iron Sacred Furnace?"
Both Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin looked confused.
"Yes, this forging furnace is made of a piece of 100,000-year-old black iron, which can withstand high temperatures of hundreds of thousands of degrees. Also, do you know why it is called the black iron holy furnace? Because the grand master left a last word, saying this The furnace has forged sacred objects. I don’t know what level the sacred objects are, but they are definitely better than the best weapons!"
"Hallow!"
When Zhang Yifeng heard the word sacred instrument, his body kept trembling.
The sacred artifact is in the Lingyue Continent, that is the most apex existence, the sacred artifact is invincible without the immortal artifact!
Zhang Yifeng didn't know if the sacred artifact the old man said was a sacred artifact from the Lingyue Continent. If so, the origin of this stove is not trivial, it is extraordinary!