In the eyes of others, Fang Yuan's actions at this time are really boring!

They didn't know the weight of the sky hammer in Fang Yuan's hands, but they saw him holding a sledgehammer and smashed it down, and it was so simple that it was astounding. With time, even the lively thoughts were faint, Someone even yawned...

If it weren’t for Fang Yuan’s previous three Daokui, the reality was too stunning. In the hearts of everyone, there was already some mysterious aura, so no matter what he did, he did not dare to underestimate. Someone drank it.

But the other party originally said that this seemingly simple and boring task was really not so easy to accomplish. Every time he knocked it down, the power consumed was more than ten times that other people expected. More importantly, he It is also necessary to adjust the strength at any time, carefully grasp the rhythm, and tighten the nerves, so that the consumption of Fang Yuan's physical strength and Shen Nian are increasing exponentially...

One by one, every time with indescribable difficulties!

When he hit three hours, the piece of wrought iron under the hammer had almost been forged out of all impurities and became incomparably pure, and by this time, the two elders of Refining had begun to go Add some other materials.

At first glance, it seems to be something ordinary, such as gold essence, silver pith, some spirit liquid, and even some charcoal ash, and after adding these things, Fang Yuan's hammer method requires Faster, more stable, tighter and tighter, strictly controlling the rise and fall of each hammer, bit by bit, forging these things into wrought iron, blending with each other is inseparable...

After another hour, they began to add some blood that had been secretly refined.

After another hour, they set up a gathering circle around them, and led a huge aura.

After another hour, they began to quench with spirit liquid...

...

...

It was originally a piece of pig iron, or even a piece of iron ore, but under the constant forging of Fang Yuan, and the blessing and adjustment of the treasurers of the Lianfeng, it has gradually become shiny. At first, it became Colorful, at the end, it became a deep black, and then at the end, there were even blood marks on the black iron, which shone with a strange luster...

From morning to scorching sun at noon, to the evening sunset...

From dusk to midnight at night...

From midnight to Dongbai, a piece of fish belly appeared...

Even the monks watching around, I don’t know how many have left, and then come back, but Fang Yuan has been doing one thing repeatedly, that is, the sledgehammer is lifted and dropped, the force is accurate, and it’s the same. Hit the black iron.

"The last step..."

Nine hours have passed, and the piece of black iron has also become a kind of life with its own. As the sledgehammer rises and falls, it keeps shrinking, vomiting a lot of aura, and the color is dark white. At this time, Xu Jiaojiao's face also became serious, staring at the black iron for a long while, suddenly opened his mouth, and stood in front of the iron.

At this time, Fang Yuan was sweaty and soaked in the green robe, but the hand holding the hammer was still stable as always.

He nodded to Xu Jiaojiao and said there was no problem.

Xu Jiaojiao also gave him a complicated look, which seemed a little guilty, but soon recovered his calm, staring at the black iron, and then holding the incense in both hands, with a pious look, after Fang Yuan knocked it down, She bowed to the black iron.

Then, Fang Yuan once again knocked down with a hammer, and she bowed to the black iron again.

Thanks for every hammer!

The law she worshiped seems to have a subtle connection with Fang Yuan's rhythm...

This strange scene immediately attracted the surprise of the people around.

At this time on the alchemy high platform, the other avenues and alchemists have already begun the next step, some have begun to build sword embryos, and some have even begun to inscribe the magic circle above the sword body, close to casting The sword succeeded, but there was only the Lianfeng Horn family. Now that the iron has not been finished, let alone the sword casting, this immediately makes the Lianfeng Horn look different!

"What exactly is that Xu's shopkeeper who is refining Fengfeng?"

The layman can't understand Xu Jiaojiao's behavior, but he feels stranger and looks at each other in a low voice.

However, some insiders looked at it, but couldn't help moving: "Is it used for refining the front, is it the method of refining treasure in ancient times?"

"Ding Ding Dang Dang..."

In the gaze of countless people, Fang Yuan didn't notice it, but focused his attention on the rhythm of his hammering. The physical fatigue and fatigue were forced by him, and he almost didn't take his own physical body. To be your own, just use powerful control to make each hammer knock down, strictly according to the force determined in the big wind hammer method...

And Xu Jiaojiao, holding Qingxiang, bowed gently.

The green incense seems to be specially made and burns very slowly, but it always burns to the end.

Almost an hour later, the green fragrance in Xu Jiaojiao's hands was almost burned out...

At this time, Fang Yuan's big wind blow hammer method has been almost finished, and the last hammer...

He took a deep breath, but spit it out slowly, then raised his almost numb arms, and fell heavily, but when he touched the black iron, he instantly withdrew seventy-seven forces, just gently , A little bit on that black iron...

Xu Jiaojiao, who also fell down for the last time at this time, fell in front of the furnace and did not look up!

Everyone was quiet all around, everyone held their breath and looked quietly at that piece of black iron...

"Uh..."

That iron mysterious iron, after quieting a few kung fu, suddenly the light of the sky surged.

It seemed that there was some kind of divine power that rushed out of the mysterious iron and rushed to the sky, and then some hidden force field spread in all directions, attracting countless people around the magic sword buzzing and trembling, as if born Some kind of awe is also the same, and immediately behind it is the piece of black iron, the whole color has changed, and it has turned into a white and red color...

That color, shimmering, floating crystally, as if a **** was flying around that piece of iron...

"Wow..."

Seeing this scene, no matter it is the reference person around, or the audience, or the examiner, they instantly opened their eyes, leaned forward, and looked at the black iron, his lips. Shaking gently: "God Iron?"

They finally knew why the Smelting Frontier had spent so much time making iron this time.

I finally understand why the shopkeeper Xu Lianfeng held Qingxiang worshiping this black iron...

They are actually refining the **** iron!

The Dadao test provided are all pig iron ore, which is the most common, so almost everyone who references it is to first cast this pig iron ore into black iron and then use it to cast swords, but the Sword The most ruthless, they not only smelt into the black iron, but also made this black iron, hardened into the **** iron, only then came to cast the sword, then who can compare them?

It can be said that this time the Dao Dao Examination, a moment of divine iron made out of the Lianfeng, is over!

"call……"

Numerous exclamations and sounds of discussion rang around, as if the swarm exploded and spread all at once.

At this time, Fang Yuan also put down the giant hammer and raised his head gently.

At this moment, he actually felt a little dizzy, as if the sky was spinning, the whole world was turned upside down.

"Are you out of power?"

He also felt a bit of a bitter smile in his heart: "Did Monk Zidan, actually get rid of it?"

While holding this idea, but involuntarily, he fell back gently.

It's just that the Lianfeng was obviously well prepared. An elder behind him had already bullied him and gently supported him. Then he saw Xu Jiaojiao gently looking at the piece of iron, and his eyes were slow. Slowly turned to him and said, "Mr. Fang, you exhausted your strength today and helped me to train the frontier to become a **** iron. It is destined to be famous in the four domains. This enduring frontier will never be forgotten.

With that said, she and the other elder on stage both stood up and respectfully greeted Fang Yuan.

"It's easy to say, it's all... all from my family..."

Fang Yuanqiang rallied, waved his hand, wanted to smile, and now his cheeks were aching.

"This……"

Xu Jiaojiao was annoyed when he heard the words from his family, but the other party could not say anything serious, so he had to say: "First help Mr. Fang to rest!"

The refining vessel is not over yet, she will naturally continue to make sword embryos and inscribe runes.

But Fang Yuan did not insist, he really had no strength to continue to stand here.

While watching Fang Yuan being stepped down by an elder, the practitioners watching the battle around them were also complicated. Some people couldn’t help but sigh: “It’s just a ten-hour iron fight, and it’s almost exhausting syncope. , This Qingpao has a weak body..."

Some people quite understand the way: "Look at his array, Dan and Fu Sandaokui, you can see that they are extremely clever, and they have done a lot of work on the various ways, but they have worked **** these knowledge, and practice, naturally Inevitably distracted, pay attention to those who can’t go too far, only to see that he is so clever, but only to achieve a prickly virtue, you can see it. The expected things..."

"But if he is so weak, will he take the Kendo exam?"

"Oh, does he need to take the Kendo exam?"

Someone sighed in a deep voice: "The **** iron is ten percent, he is destined to be the four princes..."

"Four Daokui?"

The people around me heard this title~lightnovelpub.net~ immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, this is the four princes..."

Some people listened, and hesitated: "He just took an iron test, and he was considered a four-way leader?"

Immediately, the people next to him glared at this disagreeing person with disdain: "If there is no Si Dao Kui to help iron, do you think the Lianfeng can produce the **** iron? Without the **** iron, the Lianfeng could hope to win this Qi Daokui?"

There was a resonating voice immediately around him: "Yes, yes, this statement makes sense..."

"Alas, genius is a genius, even if he hits iron, he can actually make a piece of **** iron..."

　　

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