"Is this casting done? !!!"

When Xu Fuzi saw this, he was full of surprise. The cold water originally had to absorb the cold for a year or two before it could be achieved. But it was in the hands of Sun Wukong that he poured the cold air around him into the sword body in an instant, making the casting speed up This method is really amazing.

Mr. Xu admired with admiration: "Mr. Sun's method is really amazing, admire!"

"Then I took the sword."

"This is nature." Now that all the words have been exported, Xu Fuzi will not break his word, and a good sword can follow a good master, which is what he is most willing to see.

"Hold it." Sun Wukong casually threw Shui Hanjian to Mrs. Xiang.

"Really sent me?" Madam Xiang looked at Sun Wukong, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing an inexplicable smile.

"You're all mine now, let you hold it, or mine."

"" Ms. Xiang originally wanted to refuse. Although this sword is good, her relationship with Sun Wukong has not reached the level of accepting his gift. Just hearing Sun Wukong's words, her heart suddenly became angry, no matter what else, Enron accepted: "Then I will be disrespectful."

Shui Hanjian originally belonged to Gao Jianli's sabre, but Mrs. Xu was here. Naturally, he would not be short of a sabre. As long as there was material, Xu Fuzi could cast other famous swords.

After the sword donation, everyone is familiar, so Xu Fuzi turned his attention to the three swords that Mei Sanniang was carrying: "If the old man reads correctly, it should be the true and honest of the two kings of the eight swords. Black and white Xuanzang, right? "

"Hey, you old man is quite visionary." Mei Sanniang was proud of her. "This is just the one the host just gave me."

After that, I glanced at Mrs. Xiang without a trace, which meant: the host not only gave you gifts, but I also had them, but three.

Mrs. Xiang naturally saw Mei Sanniang's thoughts, ignored them, and ignored them.

Mr. Xu was very kind: "Can you show me?"

"Take it." Mei Sanniang handed Zhen Gang and Xuan Zang to Xu Fuzi easily.

Xu Fuzi first looked at Zhen Gang, stroking the sword body, and nodded in admiration: "The sharp edge is exposed, very strong, cutting jade and breaking gold like cutting wood is indeed a good sword."

Then he looked at the black and white Xuanzang again: "It is rumored that the black and white Xuanzang, the black sword is the sword of revenge, and the white sword is the sword of guardianship. It really does the essence of the sword, the sword is the weapon, and the man is the weapon. Swords can kill or save people, but it depends on the person who holds the sword. These famous swords fell into the hands of Mrs. Sun. It is the luck of the sword, the luck of the world. "

Mei Sanniang heard the words, and immediately laughed and laughed, "You old man, suddenly you look a little bit pleasing to the eye."

Apparently, Mrs. Xu's ‘Mrs. Sun’ heard her so secretly.

Nongyu looked at Mei Sanniang's happily and smiled. Although Mei Sanniang had a reputation, she was already included in the ranks of sisters.

When Sun Wukong saw Xu Fuzi talking, he got interested, and flashed two swords in his hand, and handed them to Xu Fuzi: "Then you are looking at these two swords."

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"This sword" Xu Fuzi just glanced at his face with a solemn look: "Heavy murderous, **** gas, these two swords have drunk the blood of at least 10,000 people! If the old man reads correctly This should be the blood-stained robe of South Korea, the sword of Bai Yifei, right? "

"It seems that your vision is quite good." Sun Wukong said: "The red and white swords are indeed white or non-swords, but the **** spirit is too strong, I don't like it a little, so it has been useless."

Xu Fuzi looked serious: "This is a sword that drank blood. Although the sword is not good or bad, it is only the sword holder, but it is undeniable that these two swords are indeed evil swords, killing too many people, murderous The **** spirit is too heavy, and those with weak minds should still use less, lest it affect the mind and become a cold killer who drinks blood. "

Sun Wukong: "I don't care about magic swords or magic swords. It's just a sword that is irrigated with blood. It's too bloody. I don't really like it, but the material of this sword is good. Now it happens to be here for you. Instead of borrowing from your foundry, I will recast this sword. "

Xu Fuzi heard the words, his eyes brightened: "Mr. Sun still knows how to cast swords?"

"Sloppy." Sun Wukong has not cast a sword by normal means. Since he came here this time, he also wants to try it out and see what kind of magical soldiers he can cast with these ordinary irons.

"Please." Xu Fuzi immediately took Sun Wukong to his dedicated casting room.

Sun Wukong is already a legendary character. Such characters say that they want to cast swords, and he can't wait to see them.

Xu Fuzi's casting room is indeed a professional class. There are smelting furnaces and forging tables.

And Sun Wukong walked directly to the melting furnace, Xu Fuzi met, and immediately said to the two Mohist disciples: "Fast fire."

"No need." Sun Wukong waved his hand lightly, waved back the two of them, and flicked his fingers, a small flame was instantly put into the melting furnace, setting off a raging fire.

Concubine and others all looked at each other for a moment: "A golden flame?"

Xu Fuzi didn't say anything, but held his breath and watched carefully, afraid that he missed any detail.

Sun Wukong just threw the two swords into the melting furnace. Under the high-temperature burning, he gradually began to melt and turned into a pool of molten iron.

Xu Fuzi was shocked: "The melting speed is so fast that we can see that the temperature of this golden flame is so high that we can't feel a trace of the temperature. What a flame is this strange thing?"

The two swords were smelted into molten iron at the same time, and Sun Wukong did not stop calcining until the molten iron was reduced. After the melting of the two swords was reduced to the molten iron of a sword, a single finger was hooked, and the molten iron in the forge furnace flew out immediately and autonomously in the air. The flow is elongated, gradually forming the shape of a sword, and then compressed by compression

"What is this forging?"

Mr. Xu was shocked and inexplicably aside. He originally wanted to learn Sun Wukong's forging technique. This is such a forging method. How can you tell him to learn it?

Others cast magic soldiers, which one does not require thousands of hammers, but Sun Wukong casts them, but directly smelts them into molten iron, then condenses the soldiers into a row, and compresses them with supreme internal force. The effect is even more amazing than thousands of hammers. It is simply incredible. Can it be copied?

It was only after compression that the volume of the sword became smaller and smaller, and ultimately only the size of a dagger remained.

"Not enough to condense a sword."

Sun Wukong thought for a while, stretched out with one hand, and immediately put out a red crystal in his hand, and put it into the melting furnace.