Chapter 945: Think Deeply
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The Rise of The Mythical Dragon
- Yanmen
- 1332 characters
- 2021-01-31 05:24:37
The jade-like bead slowly floated in front of Mo Xie. Watching this scene, Ou Yezi raised his brows and looked at the bead somewhat unexpectedly.
But at this moment, Mo Xie looked a little curious, and stretched out a small hand to gently poke the beads in front of him. Then he looked at Bai Jiao.
"Is it for me?"
I saw that Bai Jiao nodded, then turned around without saying a word and disappeared between the mountains.
Mo Xie looked back at his father with doubts, and his big eyes were filled with doubts, but Ou Yezi started to explain in time.
"This is the mountain bead, the sacred bead bred by Ibaraki, and the bead that links the veins here. This white flood is a blessing in disguise. He sealed himself here, but he refined the mountain bead from Ibaraki. It is a symbol of a mountain god."
With that said, Ou Yezi looked at Mo Xie and said with a smile: "You have the right and take it away, it's okay."
Mo Xie nodded, and then put the beads away, with a hint of joy in his expressions.
After all this was over, Ou Yezi looked at the spring water and said with a smile: "It's a spring water that contains dragon energy. It's really rare."
Sun Wu couldn't help being a little curious when he heard this, and asked, "Should I start to make swords?"
Ou Yezi nodded, then got up and walked towards the spring water, with a single wave of his hand, he diverted the spring water that came out and caused it towards his sword-making stand.
After finishing this, I saw that Ou Yezi turned his head and looked at Sun Wu and said, "This time you come to temper the sword, what's wrong?"
Sun Wu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "It's nothing, I'll do it."
"Let's start then."
After finishing speaking, I saw Ou Yezi walking towards the sword-making platform for himself. Sun Wu didn't dare to neglect, so he could only follow up and start preparations. The charging and trapping has been done for the first time in a lifetime.
After Ou Yezi searched for the materials needed for the sword in the Ibaraki Mountains, and put the sacred stone in it, he threw a stone like ice into the fire.
"This is?" Sun Wu looked at Ou Yezi's movements with curiosity in his eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a little curious in his heart.
Hearing the question, Ou Yezi said without lifting his head: "This is a cold iron. It comes from the land of the returnees in the East China Sea. It is unique to Zhenhai Dragon Palace."
Sun Wu nodded and said with a smile: "The world's famous swords are all from the land of Wu Yue. This is the first time I have seen this cast iron sword."
"So it is for you to see and see." Ou Yezi said with a light smile.
As soon as the voice fell, I saw that Ou Yezi's wrist moved, and there was a dragon roar from the fire. Sun Wu's figure was shaken and he hurriedly looked into the furnace.
I saw the flames in the furnace instantly flourish, and even if the temperature was outside the furnace, I could feel the heat wave on my face.
In just a moment of effort, Sun Wu was sweating profusely and couldn't bear this powerful heat wave.
At this moment, Ou Yezi's voice came from Sun Wu's ears: "Isolate yourself by running the aura in your body."
Hearing this, Sun Wu didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly started running the exercises he knew well. It was just a momentary effort, and Sun Wu felt a chill.
Sun Wu felt the changes in his body, then he was taken aback for a moment, shook his head and let out a laugh, and said, "I have practiced for decades, and only now I discovered that there are such magical effects. I thought it was just for strengthening the body."
"You didn't guess the function of this exercise wrong. It's true for physical fitness. You can use it now because it has something to do with the previous giant sword."
Sun Wu looked at Ou Yezi somewhat unexpectedly, and then nodded faintly.
At this time, Ou Yezi didn't notice Sun Wu's expression, just watched the ore changes in the furnace under the flame.
The Donghai cold iron is a thousand-year-old innate cold iron. There is no dragon trace in that place, and they are all natural things. If the Dragon Emperor hadn't taken a trip, he wouldn't have such objects in his hands.
Burning with dragon fire, this is the first time to do it, no one knows whether it can be successfully refined.
Countless cold air slowly radiated from the cold iron. It was just a moment of effort, and the temperature in the furnace dropped a lot. Ou Yezi felt the temperature change in the furnace, and he was taken aback.
Frowning at the scene before him, Ou Yezi just planned to make the furnace fire more vigorous, but who would have thought that Ou Yezi just planned to do it, but found that the ore stone in the furnace did not stop because of the temperature drop Refining.
Sun Wu next to him also glanced into the furnace at this time, the flame at this time had gradually turned blue, and the temperature was still falling.
And that cold iron actually slowly changed a little at this time, and slowly merged with other ore divine stones.
"Things must be reversed?"
Looking at the changes in the furnace somewhat unexpectedly, Ou Yezi's expression was full of curiosity at this time, but Sun Wu couldn't help thinking about it after hearing this.
The air luck on his body slowly began to fluctuate, and the changes at this time by Sun Wu instantly attracted Ou Yezi's attention. After looking back, Ou Yezi's eyes were full of glitter.
After taking a deep look at Sun Wu, Ou Yezi didn't pay attention to the other party, but began to concentrate on watching the changes in the furnace. This look is nearly a month.
The speed of cold iron melting is extremely slow, not as fast as imagined.
Mo Xie was holding the bowl while eating, and her little head looked at the stove from time to time. It was not surprising that she had seen the big picture since she was a child. The real thing was standing on the side of the stove. Sun Wu.
My father made swords and returned to cast swords. He would come back when it was time to eat, but Sun Wu hadn't eaten for nearly a month.
Mo Xie, who was watching this scene, finally couldn't help it, and looked back at his mother.
"Mother, the old man hasn't eaten for a month, so he's not only starving to death?"
Zhu Yanyu looked at her daughter speechlessly, who was also a cultivator. She was no longer obsessed with food. If Sun Wu used to be unable to hold it, and now the aura in her body is activated, it would be okay to not eat for a year.
"Do you think that everyone is as greedy as you?" Zhu Yanyu said Mo Xie angrily, and the little girl instantly became aggrieved.
At this moment, Ou Yezi had walked back slowly, touched Mo Xie's little head, and then saw the little girl grabbing two bowls of food.
"Father, when can you make a sword?"
Ou Yezi glanced at his daughter kindly, wiped off the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's coming, just in these two days."
With that, Ou Yezi turned his head and glanced at Sun Wu, his eyes flickering.
No one expected that a word of his own made him meditate for a month. Seeing the more refined aura and luck in his body, he was afraid that he would recover in just two days.
That was the time for this sword to be cast.
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