Chapter 214 Mo Xi, Nine Molten Nine Forging Dance

When they saw the prototype of the slanting sword refined by Fenglang, led by Shi Xi, all the people from the Artifact League branch were stunned, with an incredible light in their eyes.

When they heard the storm and boasted, they thought he was a very amazing weapon refiner. Unexpectedly, the answer he gave was so inconspicuous.

In fact, this slanting sword is not even considered inconspicuous. It is a waste at first glance, and it can only be a junk piece thrown into the garbage dump.

"Did I really see it wrong?"

Shi Xi looked at the scrap slanted sword and felt very strange, but when he remembered Feng Lang's words just now, he couldn't help but shake his head. He was sure that this profound insight was definitely not something that ordinary weapon refiners could say.

"This sword needs to be hammered, Zhu Ba, do you have to do it yourself?"

Fenglang murmured, to be honest, he was a little scared when he looked at the deformed sword.

"What should I do if I want this little thing to do? Master, you should do it. Remember, don't let me down!"

Zhu Ba shook his head and said, it was obvious that he really couldn't bear to put his strength into refining such a low-level guy.

"How is it, wind and waves, are there any problems?"

Seeing Fenglang pondering and silent, Shi Xi asked with concern, if Fenglang really couldn't even refine yellow-level weapons, then there was no need to try any mysterious level.

"No problem, is there a hammer? I'm going to hammer it into shape!"

Fenglang heard this, smiled indifferently and said very freely.

Before Shi Xi could answer, an elder automatically handed over the hammer and handed the hammer handle to Fenglang's hand.

Fenglang nodded to him, stretched his waist, and posed in front of the hammer.

Shi Xi and others understood and hurriedly hid away from a distance. Fortunately, the refining room was spacious enough, otherwise, it would not be enough to accommodate so many people.

After setting up this slanting sword, according to the key points of the hammer taught by Zhu Ba, Fenglang thrust his body and with the strength of his whole body, he hit the slanting sword with one blow.

The oblique sword was subjected to force and bounced up with a sound. When it fell, the hammer of the wind and waves fell down again and then gave it a heavy blow.

Seeing Fenglang's hammer swinging posture, Shi Xi and others were secretly surprised. This technique not only saved strength but also made a rhythm. The effect was really good. Even some elders, who have been used to hammer swinging for many years, were beyond the reach.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

Hammer after hammer, it landed on the oblique sword like raindrops, making a very crisp and pleasant sound.

The oblique sword slowly changed its shape under such a gravitational hammer. Under the careful force of the wind and waves, it slowly began to widen and extend towards a straight sword.

"Well, I did a good job, Master, I have a bit of my charm!"

Zhu Ba smiled very happily, with a wretched smile on his face.

Fenglang heard Zhu Ba’s encouragement and the hammer became even more intense. The oblique sword was dancing under his hammer, which was painful and happy.

Seeing that the wind and waves were fighting, Shi Xi and others looked at each other and were even more surprised. This wind and waves had simply made this hammer turn so well.

Fenglang also felt joy in his heart. He realized at this moment that he had made such a wise decision to do it himself. Such a good thing is really hard to find with a lantern.

As the hammer continued, the vital energy in Fenglang's body flowed, and it made a rustling sound, which made him not only feel tired, but also felt refreshed.

"Dingding, Dingding! Dingdang, Dingdang!"

In this refining room, the surroundings were very quiet, and only the monotonous hammering sounded constantly.

Seeing the oblique sword, it looked like a long sword, the wind and waves stopped hammering and placed it on one side.

Then, Fenglang threw some minerals that assisted the refining machine into the refining furnace piece by piece, and slowly heated these minerals under the control of the spiritual fire.

"Wow, his fire is very unusual!"

As the temperature continued to rise, an elder saw the mystery and exclaimed loudly.

"It's not just unusual, it's simply a magical object, very enviable!"

Another elder replied that he had seen the extraordinary flames used by Fenglang early in the morning, but he did not point them out, and then he interrupted.

"Haha, I can't envy you! There are really many secrets on this wind and wave. Well, this boy must be something in the pool!"

Shi Xi sighed sincerely that he highly praised Fenglang.

Just as they were talking, Fenglang had already refined these auxiliary minerals into melt, and then he extended the long sword into the melt.

When the sword encountered the hot melt, it made a hissing sound, and the blade slowly turned red.

After taking out the red sword, Fenglang placed it on the chopping board, immediately swung the hammer, and forged it rapidly.

This time, the speed of the wind and waves hit was obviously much faster, and his every move was even more appropriate. This time, he looked like he was dancing, not only with the long sword, but also with the wind and waves.

Seeing this dazzling dynamic beauty, Shi Xi and others felt refreshed and pleasant to see, which made their mood improve and kept making laughs.

The effect this time was even more obvious. The shape of the sword became much straighter, but its blade was a little thinner.

Seeing the sword slowly cooling down, and his forging reached a certain level, the wind and waves slowly stopped, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Regardless of rest, Fenglang threw some other auxiliary minerals into the refining furnace again, and then activated the fire to slowly turn them into melt.

"What is Fenglang doing? Isn't it so difficult to refine a yellow-level long sword?"

An elder asked in surprise, the elder's surname is Cai, who is 80 years old, has gray hair, and is fighting to the stage of King Wu.

Originally, Elder Cai was born in a quiet place, but Shi Xi forced him to come and said that Fenglang is definitely worth seeing him, so he insisted on bringing him to open his eyes.

"No, I feel that this matter is not that simple! Alas, we don't have to argue, we should keep watching. I believe that the wind and waves will surprise us!"

After seeing Fenglang's performance in the Danhui and the decisive battle, Shi Xi understood who Fenglang was.

The kind of person who has done something, he must do it to the extreme and be perfect. Because of this, he can constantly bring surprises to people.

At this moment, the wind and waves completed the second smelting and forging, and the sword changed significantly, and even the impurities contained in it were much less than before.

Once smelting, followed by a forging, the wind and waves are repeated continuously!

Later on, Shi Xi and others were becoming more and more surprised. They had never seen that it took such a lot of effort to refine a yellow-level long sword. With the strength of the wind and waves, even if they were to refine a high-level Xuan-level artifact, it would be more than enough.

The changes that took place on the long sword became increasingly greater and greater. Not only had they become straight, but the light slowly emerged from the sword. A sequential sword intent began to slowly ripple in the refining room.

"Well, what a terrible sword, what a terrible boy!"

Elder Cai looked at the sword that was about to take shape and couldn't help but sigh that he had never seen such a potential young man. I think it would be extremely rare even in the great Dan League branch.

"Haha, Master, you are really good. This is the first time I have used this method of Nine Flushing and Nine Forging since I passed it to you. I didn't expect it to be so... Well, so perfect!"

Even Zhu Ba said this, which shows that he was also very surprised. He didn't expect Fenglang's performance this time would be so beyond imagination.

In fact, even Fenglang didn't have this idea at the beginning. He just wanted to honestly refine a yellow-level long sword and then think of refining a mysterious-level artifact.

Who knew that by accident, he made a bad impression on Fenglang's heart, and he lost face in front of everyone. This was the most unbearable thing for him, who had suffered all the humiliation.

Later, as the sword refining process gradually improved, Fenglang suddenly felt like he was entering a magical state. He knew that in this magical state, he could exert extraordinary skills.

It was precisely with this idea that Fenglang had an idea and suddenly remembered the Nine-melting and Nine Forging Technique taught by Zhu Ba. He was determined to try it. Even if it was not successful, this yellow-level long sword was still a yellow-level long sword, and there was no worries.

As a result, after a try, it went surprisingly smoothly. One link, one link after another, all walked like flowing water. Until now, the sword has gradually taken shape.

Now, this is the last step. Whether to refine a good sword or fail, it depends on the final performance of Fenglang.

He took a deep breath and moved his body. The wind and waves could feel the muscles and bones in his body were shaking with the body, making a slap, giving him a strange feeling, a strong confidence that could control everything.

With this confidence, the storm on his face was smiling, he grabbed the ores that assisted refiners, drew beautiful arcs, and threw them into the refining furnace. Fortunately, the auxiliary ores he used were all commonly used, and it was very easy to find in this specialized refining Weapon League branch.

The auxiliary ore used this time has obviously a relatively high melting point. After the wind and waves have repeatedly activated the temperature to increase, they slowly turned it into melting, rolling back and forth in the refining furnace, and hot bubbles are constantly emerging.

Seeing that the fire had arrived, Fenglang did not hesitate at all. He took the long sword he refined and immersed it in the melt.

"Shishela!"

After the long sword was immersed in the melt, it made a very loud noise.

The wind and waves flipped the sword back and forth to make it heat evenly. In less than a moment, the sword body turned slightly red. The reason why it did not turn red was because the quality of the sword reached a very high level, and it was no longer so affected by this high temperature.

It was obvious that the time the wind and waves heated up this time was much longer than any other time, and his expression was very focused, and even if sweat dripped from his face, he didn't care to wipe it.

Shi Xi and others knew that Fenglang's sword refining this time was at the most critical moment, and it can be said that success or failure was here. Therefore, they all held their breath and did not dare to breathe a little.

Especially Elder Cai was even more enthused and took a few steps forward without realizing it. Shi Xi saw it and quickly reached out to hold him. Otherwise, he would be afraid that he would hit the refining furnace head-on. If something happens, it will be really a joke if it is reported.

Just as everyone was watching, Fenglang had already completed the tempering process. He picked up the sword with red and heat waves from the refining furnace, put it on the chopping board, and then began to forge it rapidly.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

The sound continued, crisp and beautiful. The forging skills of wind and waves were really fully utilized at this moment. He continued to forge quickly, like a butterfly, and his movements were dazzling.

Before he knew it, the wind and waves had been forged 250 times in a row. All the movements were in the same position, but the force was very uneven, which was mainly to take care of the sword.

After the two hundred and fifty strokes, Fenglang's body suddenly became exhausted and he couldn't even lift the hammer. He fell to the ground with a sound, and his body collapsed softly.
Chapter completed!