The heavy hammer fell and hit the red-hot iron at one point, sparking a blazing arc of fire.
"Peng!"
Another hammer blow.
Chen Qingyan was sweating profusely, and the fire in the fire room was not strong enough. It would take him a long time to burn the material red.
What he was forging at this time was just the blade embryo, trying to use his own weapon refining skills to forge a semi-finished magical weapon.
Why is it said to be a semi-finished product? Firstly, it is because he has not cultivated enough, and secondly, because the materials used lack spirituality and are not treasures from heaven and earth.
In fact, none of the materials purchased a few days ago can be called precious. The most expensive thing is the honeycomb red stone obtained from Jiang Bingxin. It is a spiritual object collected by the "Fire-walking Bee", a spiritual species of heaven and earth, using its own saliva.
Made of solidified debris, this is the only spiritual object among all his materials.
Even so, these red stones had to be used separately, which was a waste of his efforts.
He forged six semi-finished products.
After all six blade embryos are forged, it will plant its own improved forbidden spell in these blade embryos on the last day.
He turned his head and glanced at the two fire workers who were soaked with sweat.
"You guys go and have a rest. By the way, tell your shopkeeper to find some more pyrotechnics for me. They must be strong, otherwise you will definitely not be able to support me in casting the weapons."
After saying that, after the two firemen went out, another two people came in and took over to pull the bellows. Chen Qingyan carefully looked at the knife blank on the iron clamp, released his hand, and pushed it into the furnace again.
Then he picked up another piece of mixed iron of equal weight but burning red.
"Peng!"
"Peng! Peng! Peng!"......
Chen Qingyan waved his arms as if he were crazy. In just one minute, he hit more than 140 hammers.
The fireman watching next to him was terrified.
"The fire is not strong enough, and the embryo is all gone. Work hard for me. When I build it, you will benefit from it."
There was a clanging sound in the fire room.
The other end.
The pyrotechnics sent Master Chen’s request to hire pyrotechnics to the ears of Shopkeeper Santan.
"Then what kind of weapon is Master Chen making that is so troublesome..."
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The bearded man climbed over the wall and entered the house covered in blood.
"How, is it solved?" Guan Ling immediately stepped forward and asked.
Several people in the room cast their gazes on him.
The bearded man with beards gave a ferocious laugh and took off a cloth bag from his waist.
"See for yourselves."
As he spoke, he threw the bag away, rolled it on the ground a few times, and rolled out a bloody head.
Zang Rongrong covered his mouth and said in disgust: "Get away quickly, if you kill someone, kill someone. What do you mean by bringing your head back?"
The strong man wiped the blood from his face and laughed loudly, "Seeing is believing. I'm not afraid that you won't believe me."
Guan Ling didn't pay attention to these details, but looked at the corner of the house, where a man was holding a compass, closing his eyes and mumbling, "Brother An, are there other wild people worshiping demons and ghosts?"
"Not found yet." The voice came out, but Anchang did not stop his movements.
Guan Ling frowned, and the bearded man suddenly walked up to Jiang Caizhu and said, "You raise monsters, why don't you let them touch them one by one, and they will definitely react."
"You haven't killed enough yet?" The long-bearded man stared at the bearded man strangely.
Zang Rongrong said coldly, "Of course he didn't kill enough. After completing the Gu Yuan Gong, he turned to the "Asura Law" and wanted to kill all the wild people in the town."
The long-bearded man's expression changed, and he looked at the bearded man with fear.
"Haha, how did you see that?"
Zang Rongrong pulled out the hosta from her hair and saw red light flowing in the middle section.
"My hairpin told me."
"It's weird again, interesting."
The bearded man chuckled, his eyes lingering on Jiang Caizhu and Zang Rongrong.
"Don't mess around." Guan Ling walked up to the strong man, held his shoulders and shook his head gently, "Let's deal with it alive. These ghosts are timid and don't dare to do anything. If they notice the ghosts, then they are not
This is the situation.”
"Guan Ling is right."
Anchang stood up at some point and said, "Spirits are the best tonic for evil spirits. Among monks, they are used to feed ghosts, such as the Jinyang monks."
Zang Rongrong's face turned cold when he heard this, and he snorted and walked aside.
Guan Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Brother An, you don't want to open any of these pots."
"Actually, on the first day I entered the deserted town, I discovered an evil cultivator."
Anchang suddenly said with a serious face.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked.
"Then why didn't you tell us earlier?" Jiang Caizhu was anxious and angry.
"Don't panic, he's just a kid who's learned a few tricks, and he's nothing."
Anchang laughed, but this smile suddenly turned sinister in the eyes of several people.
The bearded man squinted his eyes, "What do you want?"
"I plan to conduct a big divination, but Luo Jing's spiritual blood is not enough. I need you to help me catch him." Anchang said calmly.
"What do you want to count?"
Jiang Caizhu has big eyes and bright eyes.
The long-bearded man, Guan Ling and others also looked at Anchang, waiting for his answer.
"I want to calculate the fate of our trip." An Chang said calmly.
Zang Rongrong asked back: "Didn't you count it once before?"
"That's a small destiny. How can such a big destiny be so simple?" Anchang shook his head slowly.
"Are your calculations accurate?" the bearded man asked.
"Then it depends on how much spiritual blood the compass has absorbed." Anchang replied.
"Why do I feel that all your fortune-telling skills are based on that compass?" The strong man knocked on the barrel of the gun, making a bang bang sound.
"If a divination master does not rely on the compass for divination, what can he rely on?"
Anchang looked at the muscular man with beards and half-smiled.
This made the strong man very unhappy.
Guan Ling felt awe-struck in his heart. This friend of his had not been like this for a long time. Why did he show signs of relapse just a few days after entering the deserted town?
He was not the only one. Guan Ling's eyes fell on the bearded man, and he thought secretly: "The same is true for Shura Sutra. Is there other existences in this town that can inspire darkness in people's hearts besides evil spirits?"
Zang Rongrong was also dissatisfied with Anchang, "The source is not enough, so you can only rely on the compass for divination. You are not a fortune teller. If your fortune is not good, you will always be just a person who can only see people's faces, but cannot deduce fate."
A qualified fortune teller."
"I am the fortune teller."
Anchang lowered his head and trembled all over.
At this time, not to mention Guan Ling, even the bearded man who was also a little strange noticed something was wrong.
"What's up with him?"
The long-bearded man said in surprise.
Guan Ling sighed, took out a copper bell from his arms, bit off his finger and smeared it with blood.
Ding bell~~~
The sweet sound of bells echoed in the house.
Under the gaze of the nine people, Anchang gradually calmed down.
He looked into everyone's eyes and said apologetically: "Everyone, I'm sorry."
"What's going on? You have lost your humanity." Zang Rongrong asked with a solemn expression. "People like you should not be here."
Jiang Caizhu rarely agreed with Zang Rongrong, "Once the evil spirit is aroused, the techniques you risk to practice will completely take over your body, and you will no longer be you."
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That heart that was already pitch black.
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