A large new pond was dug outside the house, and water from the cold pond was constantly poured into it.
More than 20 people in the blacksmith shop swing hammers in shifts and take breaks. They have been hammering at high intensity and hammering all night long, making the tinkling sound non-stop.
Wang San kept shouting and was in high spirits, while Ye Feng's hair was disheveled and his red eyes were staring, fearing that he would miss the opportunity to recognize his master.
The Yin hour is approaching, the sound of the hammer is like rain, the iron embryo is almost sword-shaped, and it is faintly glowing with fiery light. Blacksmith Wang San calls out urgently: Sir, it is difficult for the hammer to move even an inch. Only blood refining and blood forging in advance can continue.
, please bleed on it quickly!
If you can't continue to work all night, let alone waste it. No matter how difficult it is to forge the iron embryo, it will become scrap iron. What's the use of a long iron plate?
Ye Feng hurriedly rushed up and cut his arm with a knife. The blood flowed into the iron embryo, making a chirping sound and green smoke rising. It was unclear whether the blood had evaporated or been absorbed. Wang San led the blacksmith to swing the hammer more urgently,
The hammering sounds were almost continuous, making everyone buzz!
The iron embryo shines brighter, like facing the sun, dazzling and unable to see. The surrounding air waves are churning and the blood is dense. Ye Feng knows that there has been a change. He does not dare to stop and cuts his arm again. I don’t know how much time has passed. Maybe
In an instant, maybe as long as a century...
A clear sound rang out, and Ye Feng woke up in horror. All the blacksmiths were so tired that they fell to the ground. The iron embryos screamed without a box and rushed out of the door. Ye Feng was about to turn around and chase after him, only to realize that he was so limp that he still had no strength at all. If
Even if there is a mirror, Ye Feng will be shocked by himself. His face is pale, his lips are chapped, his hair is withered, and his eye sockets are sunken. He looks like an evil ghost crawling out of a grave. How can he still be popular at all!
Alas! Even if you don’t force yourself, it will be useless in the end!
Ye Feng knew that he was not dead, but was in an extremely weak state and could do nothing, so he had to log off.
At this moment, the world of the Three Kingdoms is getting lively! On the big map, a white light lights up at the intersection of Yanmen, Daijun and Jizhou in the north of the country. There is a faint sound of dragons and phoenixes. It stops after three breaths. There are all the people within a hundred miles of Xinghan Village.
I saw a white rainbow rising from the mountains and hovering over the mountains and forests. The surrounding areas surrendered, and the beasts trembled and did not dare to move. Both humans and animals felt a chill in their hearts and could not help but feel frightened. The white rainbow circled and danced three times.
Swishing down again, no trace left...
Ding: The system announced that Ye Feng, a player in China, has obtained a magic weapon. The magic weapon has powerful attributes and is very small in quantity. Once it is exclusive and unique, it cannot be dropped or traded. If the player deletes his account, the magic weapon will disappear. Please work hard to get it!
Ding: Since you are the first player in the whole server to obtain the magic weapon, you will be rewarded with 10,000 reputation points!
The system will notify the world of the magic weapon when it appears, and will ask players whether to announce their names, but Ye Feng is offline, and directly makes a world announcement without Ye Feng's consent. Fortunately, no one else can snatch this magic weapon, otherwise Ye Feng will wait.
Adventure with a large group of people!
Yinshi is three or four o'clock in the morning, which is the time when players are least online, but no one can't see the shocking impact and dazzling light. Before dawn, players in China all know that the legendary master Ye Feng is in the dark.
And among the mountains.
The official website forum is abuzz!
"The dots of light on my big map look like stars hanging in the north. It's so handsome! It's so cool!"
"You just saw it on the big map. I was in Zhongshan, Jizhou, and I really felt a chill. It seemed like winter had suddenly arrived. It was so scary even hundreds of miles away. How could I fight in front of me? It would probably freeze to pieces.
Popsicles."
"Haha, I witnessed the birth of the magic weapon in Lingqiu, Daijun. My sister on the first floor should not listen to the nonsense upstairs. She won't freeze into popsicles. But I feel really cold in my heart and can't help but shiver. I want to go south to look for it.
Ye Feng, the master of the divine weapons, is happy to see the divine weapons dangling in front of his eyes every day!"
"Tch! It's not yours, so why not look for it quickly? Maybe you can have some shitty luck."…
"We believe you when you say you can step on shit. As for the magic weapon, you should just dream about it!"
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The red flag was waving and there was a huge crowd. Within a few hours, tens of millions of titles and replies filled the forum. An overwhelming amount of information flooded into Ye Feng's mailbox.
There were people standing and sitting around, all staring at Ye Feng, with anxious, worried, hopeful expressions... just to name a few. Li Xuan, Daxian, and the Zhao family's ancestors and grandsons stood at the front, almost touching Ye Feng.
On the face of the wind.
Ye Feng went down lying down and came up standing up again!
"Uncle Yuan, what are you doing? I just lost too much blood. You also know that I will not really die."
"Master, just be fine," but there was still a worried look on his face.
Looking at Ye Feng's surprised expression, Li Xuan said: "My lord, last night my lord was forging weapons and the others were resting, but three hours ago, a Qingyue sound like a dragon's roar suddenly sounded above the village, and all the villagers were covered in clothes.
When I went out, I saw frost on the ground, and a white light circled around the village, suddenly descended, and went straight to the lord. Everyone rushed to find that the pool outside the blacksmith shop was dry and cracked, and an iron sword stood at the bottom of the pool. The lord, Wang San and others
Being unconscious, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse, we don't know what to do."
"Sir Hongfu! The magic weapon is here! I was inspired by the magic weapon to be promoted to the master blacksmith!" Wang San woke up from behind and knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.
Ye Feng thought to himself: Hong Fu is a fart, he became a magic weapon, but he flew away!
"It's good that my lord is fine. Although he was born with a strange condition, there is no loss. Everyone is gone."
Li Xuan dismissed everyone and led Ye Feng to the pool: "My lord, this sword is weird. It has an ordinary appearance, but it is extremely heavy. The elders and Zhao Ping can't pull it out. They touch it with their hands and it clangs and vibrates."
"Sir, the magic weapon is hidden! It cannot be used by anyone other than the owner. This sword must be the magic weapon." Wang San was extremely excited.
Ye Feng opened his eyes and saw that there was no water in the originally full pool. The cracks at the bottom of the pool were like a severe drought that had not happened in thousands of years! A black and slender iron sword stood erected in the center. Everyone approaching felt like they were entering a quagmire.
Dazeng, standing alone and proud, yet simple and unpretentious.
Ye Feng did not feel the pressure, he walked forward and put his hand on the hilt of the sword. The sword made a clear sound, and was extremely docile. Ye Feng also felt a sense of kindness!
Ding: The magic weapon recognizes its master, please name it!
Ye Feng pulled out the sword and it was as light as nothing, leaving only an afterimage after a swing.
Its body is like ink, so it's called Xuan; it's as light as nothing, and it's like a shadow carrying around, so it's called Ying; how about I call you "Xuan Ying"?
Ye Feng muttered to himself in front of the long sword, and when the mysterious shadow came out, the long sword made three "clang, clang, clang, clang" sounds, which were clear and sweet, and seemed to be very happy. Ye Feng laughed loudly: This is a great blessing for the magic weapon to recognize its master.
The village will prosper, no need to worry!
Looking at Xuan Ying again, it is three feet three inches long, one inch wide and three inches wide, and the blade is three inches thick. The spine of the sword is ridged like a blade. It is not like an ordinary sword with a health slot in it. Turn on the attributes:
Xuanying Sword: A spiritual treasure, its owner Ye Feng, refined it with the blood of the nine-day black iron essence that has given birth to spirituality. It is extremely strong and powerful! It can cut through gold and jade and is indestructible. It is connected with the owner's mind. It cannot be dropped. It cannot be dropped.
Transactions cannot be destroyed.
Rare and extraordinary things are called gods, and dead things that have spirits are called gods. Sure enough, they are magic weapons!!
Ye Feng's first reaction was that it was a good thing! Fortunately, it looked like a dark iron sword when it was hidden. It was inconspicuous, but it had already become famous all over the world!
