She is on Fire at the Apex of Si Ye’s Heart

The fire is indeed hot.

But if the door is closed, nothing will happen, Master Qi... Tell them to stay away? Is there such a rush?

Before the two could react, Master Qi had already closed the door heavily, cutting off the air inside and outside.

Blue Wind Yu has already entered.

Sparks fly.

The entire refining room was scorching hot.

The flames lingered like a sea of ​​flames.

There is an oil lamp in the upper corner.

But the whole room is not lit by oil lamps, but by the fire sources in the refinery room, which makes the whole surrounding dark and reddish.

There was a long piece of iron on the casting furnace, which was still being polished into shape. Master Qi saw him following him, and casually rummaged through it to find a pair of defensive gloves for him. He probably wasn't sure if Cang Fengyu was a craftsman. If you get burned, you have to waste the healing pill again.

Cang Fengyu glanced at him, did not refuse, put those gloves on his hands, it was actually not submissive, but it didn't matter.

When she followed, she saw a lot of casting materials, which might be needed, so she put them there directly.

Master Qi didn't talk as much as before. Seeing that he was not burned by the fire, he raised the hammer again and smashed it hard at the piece of iron in the fire.

one time.

Twice.

The clanging sound spread throughout the refining room.

And outside.

No sound can be heard.

But voices from outside could be heard inside the house.

Watching the iron blocks in the casting furnace gradually take shape, I carefully poured a little bit of casting water, and continued to beat hard with the hammer.

Cang Fengyu discovered that the essence he extracted had a purity of more than 80%, but it seemed that he himself was not very satisfied.

Refined.

The piece of iron that was gradually formed could not be tempered into iron, and the size of the iron piece also changed with refining.

This process consumes the longest time, repeated tempering, if there are any mistakes in the middle, then the whole piece of iron will become scrap iron, without any use value.

The arm strength of a refiner is also a kind of consumption, so with a thin physique like Cang Fengyu, Master Qi is not sure whether he is a refiner, but if he is not a refiner, how did he discover himself? Can the power still pour into the weapon?

If you don't have such a clear understanding of the art of refining, even if it is a sudden idea, it is impossible to succeed at all.

He asked, "Is it done?"

Cang Fengyu looked at the iron in the fire, holding a warm thermos cup in his hand, and replied sincerely: "Not yet."

Master Qi didn't say anything and continued to practice.

Outside the door of the refining room.

Two people are still waiting.

They thought that Consultant Cang would come out after a while, but after a few "after a while", they still didn't wait for the people inside to come out.

Even if the two of them went to the refining room, they could only stay for more than ten minutes at most, and it was absolutely unbearable for more than ten minutes.

But they glanced at the time, an hour had passed, and there was still no movement inside. If Master Qi knew how to measure, they were really worried that Consultant Cang would faint in the refining room.

After pondering for a while, Chi Huo thought about it and said: "Could it be that Consultant Cang is still a craftsman?"

It seems that there is no other reason besides this explanation. Consultant Cang is a craftsman, so it makes sense.

What else can the two refiners do in the house, Su Jiao looked at him: "I won't be able to get out for a while, let's go back first."

In the refining room.

"Is it done?"

"Not yet."

Master Qi wiped off the sweat from his forehead: "I think this will be fine."

Cang Fengyu looked at the 100% purity of the essence left in the furnace, and said, "It's fine."

The refining is successful, and the next step is shaping.

Master Qi put the hammer in his hand aside, walked over and threw all the prepared materials into the furnace for melting.

Watching him forge weapons, Cang Fengyu suddenly asked: "Do you want to refine spiritual weapons?"

These materials are indeed prepared for the refining of spiritual weapons, otherwise he would not have spent so much effort in refining, and it is rare for someone to cheer him up.

The step of refining has always been a hurdle in his heart, and he never thought that he could still do it with 100% essence purity.

At the beginning, he could only refine ninety-nine points of essence purity at most. Although he didn't want to admit it, he still had some relationship with the person next to him.

Because the efficiency of the previous step was good, Master Qi was also in a good mood, so he said a few more words: "This time I want to refine a spirit weapon, but it is not an ordinary spirit weapon, it is the strongest spirit weapon. of."

Although these steps seem simple, they have extremely high requirements on the craftsman himself and are difficult to master.

He wasn't too worried about the other steps.

The last step is also the most difficult step, that is to gather spirits and form formation patterns. The stronger each formation pattern means the stronger the weapon.

Master Qi glanced uncomfortably at the young man standing next to him, but said nothing, no matter what, he got it in by himself.

In front of Cang Fengyu, Master Qi picked up the iron hammer placed next to him again, without saying a word, began to hammer the prototype of this fine iron.

Because he wanted to forge a better spiritual weapon, Cang Fengyu stood still, so Master Qi simply asked Cang Fengyu.

"What kind of weapons do kids like you like? Delicate ones? Or grand ones? Knives, that's the king of weapons, definitely domineering, right?"

While exercising, he asked.

"There's no requirement," Cang Fengyu thought for a while, "Just be practical."

Master Qi almost couldn't concentrate on training: "..." What is the difference between this and saying nothing?

But thinking about what he said, he couldn't help saying: "If the weapon is not practical, it can still be used as a kitchen knife, but it will be suspended if you use it to kill and kill people. The weapon is really usable. It is so beautiful and fancy to kill people. Is it useful?"

The tone is unavoidable and unstoppable!

Make excuses for yourself.

Cang Fengyu thought for a while but didn't speak.

But when Master Qi figured it out, his Qi became smoother, and even the accuracy of his tempering improved, and he began to shape according to his own ideas.

During this period, he didn't speak to Cang Feng Yu.

It's just that occasionally I would ask Cangfeng Yu how the shape was.

"How about it?"

"good."

"What will happen?"

Cang Fengyu looked at the shape of the knife tempered in the furnace, it wasn't very delicate, but it was almost the same: "It's not bad."

Master Qi choked on his answer, hammered it a few more times, looked at the shape of the knife in the fire, and said forcefully: "I think it's okay!"

It does work.

Cang Fengyu thinks it's good to be practical, she doesn't care what it looks like, but Cang Fengyu, who has always pursued perfection, sees other people making weapons with a little flaw, so she can't help but want to help, but she quickly calmed down down.