Chapter 564: Sword blank

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Chapter 564: Sword Bill
Tang Huan sat down again.
Forging the magical soldiers, as well as forging the first-tier weapons, are to condense the blanks first. For Tang Huan who already has three kinds of spiritual fire, the blank of the condensate-grade weapon can be said easily, without any difficulty. Tang Huan could condense the blank of the magic weapon, but Tang Huan never tried it.
In the past, Tang Huan's condensator blanks used a single iron ore, but now, it is necessary to use "indestructible Yaojin" and "extreme fire Tianyang".
Whether it is "Immortal Yaojin" or "Extremely Hot Tianyang", it is very difficult to temper.
Even for the master of the smelter, it is not difficult to quench these two types of iron ore, and Tang Huan not only needs to quench them at the same time, but also needs to thoroughly integrate the two.
At this time, Tang Huan finally knew why after glorifying the Emperor, few people could forge the magic soldier.
If each soldier needs to combine two iron ore of this level, it is true that few masters of the refiner can do it. After all, there are only a few kinds of spiritual fire in this small world. Almost all the masters including masters Master Qi, who wants to forge the magic soldier, can only rely on real fire.
Tang Huan held a piece of iron ore on each palm, took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed.
"Huh! Huh!"
After a brief moment, Tang Huan's eyes suddenly opened, and two flames of red flames rose from the palm of his hand, wrapping two iron ore in it.
At the first sight of Fengming, excitement suddenly appeared on the pretty face.
She didn't find any enthusiasm in those two flames, but she could feel that each flame contained extremely terrible heat.
Water can make wood, wood can make fire, and three kinds of spiritual fires are urged at the same time. With the help of "Xuanming Yuanhuo" and "Bodhi Heart Fire", the "Nirvana Holy Fire" can be immediately elevated to an unprecedented level. Under such circumstances, the flame heat is naturally extremely strong.
Time passed by, and the flames on Tang Huan's palms kept changing.
Fengming was dazzled. Although she did not understand the refiner, she could also judge that Tang Huan used at least ten methods of refiner during this time.
Today, in front of Tang Huan, many golden liquids and black liquids have dripped from the palm.
She knew that it should be the impurities inside the two pieces of iron ore, "Immortal Yaojin" and "Extreme Fire Tianyang". This was especially surprising to her. "Immortal Yaojin" has been stored in her "phoenix nest". She couldn't be more clear about the quality of this iron ore.
This type of ore is extremely transparent, and power is input into it, and almost no block is sensed.
She originally thought that ore such as "Immortal Yaojin" was free of impurities. However, in Tang Huan's hands, so many impurities were still separated.
After a long time, within the flames of Tang Huan's palm, the extremely irregular shapes of "Immortal Shining Gold" and "Very Hot Sky" became more and more rounded. Without impurities, the golden color of "Immortal Shining Gold" is extremely pale, while the red of "Extremely Hot Tianyang" is even more dazzling.
Immediately, Tang Huan's palms finally began to approach slowly.
After almost half an hour, the two flames finally joined together, and the two pieces of ore wrapped by the flame actually merged with each other.
After seeing this scene, Feng Ming was suddenly shocked that "Immortal Yaojin" and "Kinghuo Tianyang" had unknowingly turned into a slick liquid ball. What is particularly amazing is that after the two iron ore are mixed, the golden color has disappeared, leaving only the crystal clear red.
Under Feng Ming's gaze, the flame in Tang Huan's palm seemed to have become more violent. Within the flame, the red liquid began to boil, and it became more and more intense.
"Mum! Mum ..."
A series of sounds continued to blast from the flames.
This sound penetrated into the ears, just like Xianle, Fengming couldn't help but be excited. Although Tang Huan was the first to forge a soldier, she believed that Tang Huan would be able to forge the Flame Dance Sword this time, and that the soldier he forged was more powerful than the gods forged by the Holy Emperor Mountain and River. Bing.
There is no reason for this belief.
Time flies like a shuttle. For a long time, Tang Huan's palm gradually weakened, and the red liquid wrapped in flames gradually calmed down, seemingly constantly solidifying. Feng Ming faintly felt that while Tang Huan converged the flames, he seemed to be constantly absorbing the heat in the liquid to enable it to solidify quickly.
About two quarters later, Tang Huan's fingers surrounded by flames suddenly danced like butterflies.
At this moment, Tang Huan ’s ten-finger fingers seemed to turn into ten small hammers, and they quickly rose up and down on the red ball that had already condensed. If the rain hits the banana, the pearls fall on the jade plate, suddenly strong and weak, suddenly hurried like a violent storm and rain, suddenly soft like a drizzle, as if intertwined into a wonderful piece of music, stirred back and forth in this forged cave.
Fengming saw this, and her beautiful eyes widened.
Within sight, under the rapid stroke of Tang Huan's ten fingers, the red ball rolled and stretched, constantly changing its shape. She knew that Tang Huan was forging the "Dance of the Flame Dance Sword", but his actions made her astounded and appreciated.
Among the modern masters of the refining industry, let alone forging the weapon blanks of Gods, even when forging the weapons of the Holy Order, they are as pleasing as Tang Huan.
Even if it is the master of the Shenbing Pavilion, it is estimated that it will not work.
To reach this level, the whole process must be done with ease. This requires not only a very sophisticated instrument, but also an extremely arrogant flame. How can the Master of the Refiner who owns the real fire be compared with Tang Huan who has three kinds of spiritual fire?
For a while, Feng Ming's eyes looked at Tang Huan with a little more obsession.
I don't know how long after that, the melody-like crispness came to an end. Feng Ming suddenly woke up and stared at it, only to find that the flame in Tang Huan's palm had quietly extinguished, and in his hand there was already a beautifully shaped long sword. Carved.
"Sword blank, finally!"
Tang Huan made a long breath, as if talking to himself, and whispering to Feng Ming, a smile on his face couldn't help.
Feng Ming's eyebrows smiled, and she was extremely surprised.
Above the long sword, as if there is a layer of glittering streamer lingering around at all times, the rich and spirited intention seems to flow out of the sword. If it is not for the first time, even if it is herself I will believe that this is just the sword blank that has just been refined.
Or the sword blank, that's already the case, once the magic soldiers are released, what kind of situation should it be?
"Tang Huan ..."
Fengming exclaimed subconsciously, but only when the two words were called, the voice came to a halt, and she realized that Tang Huanmei was full of exhaustion.
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