After walking out of the laboratory, my target immediately set my sights on the blacksmith shop, where I could find my Thousand-Year Cold Iron. The monsters in the Dark Spirit Cave were no longer powerful enough to be satisfied by Wolf Fang's attacks. The disgusting Dark Soul Scythe required level 25 again.
I can only use it. At present, I can only pray that the weapon that the blacksmith uncle forges for me with thousand-year cold iron will not be too bad.
Ignoring the surprised looks of passers-by, I ran as fast as I could.
I plunged into the blacksmith shop, and sure enough, the empty shop contained only a few rookies picking out junk weapons, while an NPC who looked like a clerk was entertaining guests with a smile on his face.
He quietly pulled over the NPC guy who was greeting the guests and asked, "Brother, where is the blacksmith?"
The npc guy's eyes lit up and he said: "Are you the warrior that the master mentioned, who used thousand-year-old cold iron to forge weapons? The master is forging weapons, and it is probably in the final stage. The casting room is at the back, I still want to see the shop
, just go in by yourself."
I thanked everyone and said goodbye, and I entered the inner hall and entered the casting room.
As soon as I entered the casting room, I felt a burst of hot fire. A strong man was swinging a huge hammer and hitting a piece of sword embryo that had been formed, making a crisp sound of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong."
Sweat was pouring down like a stream, but it was burned dry by the fire before it even dripped to the ground.
Looking at the strong muscles of the blacksmith uncle who was bulging his arms and banging the sword blade, I couldn't help but envy him.
"Little brother, are you here? Come and help me pull the bellows." Sensing someone entering, the blacksmith took the time to see that it was me and hurriedly asked for help.
Without any hesitation, he rushed to the casting platform and immediately turned on the bellows.
"Okay," seeing the flames rising, the blacksmith uncle praised and roared: "The roaring waves are smashing with the dragon."
A shocking scene happened. The blacksmith uncle's giant hammer seemed to turn into thousands of afterimages, and it hit the sword embryo with crackling sounds, bringing out bursts of wild waves and dragon roars. The formed sword embryo was so densely packed.
Under the even pounding, it gradually became regular.
How could I miss such a good opportunity? I kept pulling the bellows with my hands, but my eyes kept watching the movements of the blacksmith uncle. It was a bit awkward and difficult to understand at first, but combined with the casting experience left by the Yellow Emperor Patriarch, all of a sudden
It became clearer, and I could have a panoramic view of every hammer the blacksmith made, the movement route of every movement, and the degree of muscle relaxation.
The high-intensity pounding lasted for about 10 minutes. At this time, the muscular man like the blacksmith uncle couldn't stand it anymore. I saw that the sweat that the blacksmith uncle originally had like a stream had evolved into a waterfall, and the iron in his hand that was originally easy to grasp had evolved into a waterfall.
The hammer seemed to weigh more than 10,000 kilograms.
Just when I thought the blacksmith uncle couldn't hold on any longer, suddenly the blacksmith uncle shouted: "Blood."
I was stunned, and hurriedly cut my wrist with the wolf's fang, and a large stream of blood poured on the already formed sword body. The blood had already touched the sword body and saw a bright fire. The blacksmith uncle took out a red stone about the size of an egg and threw it.
It entered the forge on the hilt of the sword, and then there was a violent final blow like a flashback.
Under the crazy beating of the blacksmith uncle, the blood-colored stone quickly integrated into the sword hilt.
"A sky-breaking strike."
The shocking scene appeared again. The blacksmith uncle suddenly jumped into the air and stood in the air. All the spiritual energy and fire energy around him gathered on the hammer. The originally black hammer suddenly became shining. The blacksmith uncle's eyes were extremely calm, and he looked at the hammer.
When the spiritual energy and fire energy on the body gathered to the extreme, the dull face finally changed. The light hammer was raised above the head, carrying the power of breaking the sky, and smashed towards the sword body that had been formed in the casting furnace.
There was no sound of the earth collapsing, no roar of thousands of galloping horses, no roar of the collapse of Mount Tai. When the light hammer hit the sword body, the powerful blow was like the caress between lovers without making a single sound, but
Just when the light hammer came into contact with the sword body, the sword body suddenly vibrated violently. A flash of light flashed in the blacksmith's eyes, and he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of thick blood onto the light hammer. In an instant, the light hammer shined brightly again.
, suppressing the sword body that was about to move. With the support of the blacksmith uncle's hard work, the fire and spiritual energy gathered on the hammer, along with the unknown light, were all injected into the sword body that had no power to resist. With the injection of many rays of light,
, the originally dark sword body suddenly charged toward the hilt and reached the tip of the sword, turning into a lightsaber, gorgeous and noble.
The light on the sword body lasted for a full minute, and then it all gathered together like a blood-colored stone inlaid in the hilt of the sword. It was absorbed in an instant, and the blood-colored stone seemed to have gained energy, and there seemed to be blood inside.
It's rolling, so weird.
Suddenly, the sword that had calmed down suddenly glowed red, and the sword body made a buzzing sound.
In addition, the players outside the blacksmith shop saw the red light inside the blacksmith shop. There seemed to be an oppressive snake-like creature swimming in the red light, full of majesty.
"Hurry, hold it quickly." The strong voice of the blacksmith uncle rang in my ears.
Without any hesitation, I grabbed the trembling sword body.
"Hiss." I took a deep breath as I grabbed the sword body. The burning heat on the hilt and an inexplicable momentum made me want to throw the sword away immediately.
"Don't throw it, hold it hard, conquer it with your mind and your momentum, otherwise you will never get its recognition." The blacksmith uncle's words made my hand that was originally about to throw it turn into a tight grip.
The severe burning and inexplicable oppression made me miserable. I don’t know how long it took, but under the scorching breath, my spirit became blurred. The right hand holding the sword hilt seemed to be no longer mine, and the energy and blood were also gone.
I kept falling under the scorching heat. Apart from mechanically taking medicine to resist, I was already in a daze from the heat.
It seems like a moment, and it seems like a century.
My vision suddenly changed.
An endless grassland, empty of anything. The breeze blew, carrying the hair, and the tranquility between heaven and earth seemed like the beginning of the wilderness. Suddenly, an oppression from the soul came from the sky. Looking up, I
I was momentarily sluggish. In the vast blue sky, a huge dragon looked at me.
Lion head, antlers, crocodile mouth, turtle neck, snake body, fish scales, eagle claws, and fish tail. It is the totem of China—dragon!
A huge sense of satisfaction came from my heart: I actually saw our Chinese totem. I looked at the giant dragon in the sky in awe, and my heart was full of pride.
Suddenly, a huge momentum came from the giant dragon. Under the huge momentum, I was bent down.
Kneeling on one knee and supporting it with both hands, I raised my head with difficulty and looked at the giant dragon in the sky. It was still so majestic and noble. But from its eyes, I seemed to see contempt and the corners of its mouth were slightly tilted, as if
