Without Xiao Jiu in his body, Qiu Yu doesn't know how long he can live. This little girl with a fox tail is smart and knowledgeable, helping him overcome difficulties time and time again. Now he is extracting black iron from meteorites, and so is the other party.
Gradually giving guidance greatly increased his confidence.
Another key point is that the magma fire possessed by Qiu Yu is very domineering, and it is difficult for ordinary fire-attribute skills to match it, so much so that a strong bearded man could not melt the meteorite even if he was half exhausted. When he came here, he became
It's not too difficult, everything seems to fall into place.
The meteorite gradually decomposes under the smelting flames, and fire beads burst out from time to time, like charming flowers. Some mysterious black substances are gradually peeled off and gathered bit by bit.
The bearded strong man was stunned. He never expected that this kid really had extraordinary abilities. It looked like he could really refine black iron. It was indeed amazing. The look in his eyes became more and more excited. He held his breath and watched, and his heart was full.
I hope that if it really succeeds, my legs will be saved.
The black stuff that was peeled off did have black iron content and was about the size of an egg. The rest of the dregs were scattered on the ground and turned into slag.
Seeing this ball of metal, the bearded strong man was overjoyed. Suddenly he became energetic. He quickly stood up and asked impatiently: "Brother, is this the refined black iron?"
The smelting did not make Qiu Yu feel too strenuous. He had a calm expression on his face and responded calmly: "Not yet. Dark iron requires extremely high purity, and it cannot be tempered so easily."
Seeing that this boy spoke eloquently and seemed to be an expert, the bearded strong man couldn't help but admire him. There was an almost admiring look on his old face, for fear of disturbing others, "Ah, brother, please continue, don't dare
The delay is related to the fate of both of us."
Qiu Yu nodded slightly, but didn't know how to proceed. Fortunately, Xiao Jiu in the sea of consciousness continued to give instructions. Qiu Yu just followed the instructions and adjusted the firepower in time, so that the flame became weaker and the color changed accordingly.
Shallow.
Seeing this scene, the bearded strong man was a little confused. His heart almost rose to his throat. What was going on? This man's skill must be too weak to complete the smelting. What should he do? For a moment, he was in a good mood again.
Uneasy.
A small ball of black stuff kept spinning in the flames, as if it was in response to that sentence. It was roasted slowly on a low fire. After about a cup of tea, gray stars burst out bit by bit, like tiny dust.
If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to detect it with the naked eye.
The bearded strong man was paying close attention. His eyes were wide open. He noticed it and became energetic again. Could it be that he was getting rid of the magazine? You can do it, young man. He is really clever.
However, it was far from that simple. This situation lasted for more than half an hour, and the dust stopped flying out. Suddenly, the flames in Qiu Yu's palms burst out and made a roaring sound. The bearded man was startled, and he saw the purple-red flames rising as high as a person.
, as if Qiu Yu’s whole body was wrapped in it, so terrifying.
From the moment Qiu Yu used the magma fire, the guards in the distance began to pay attention and felt that this boy was indeed extraordinary. At this time, the raging fire completely obscured the young man's figure. Almost all the guards looked over and were inevitably stunned.
,Oh my God, is this kid going to commit suicide?
Even if they are far apart, such a momentum makes people feel palpitated. I don't know if it is a psychological effect, but the guards can feel the heat wave in the air.
Even the slaves in charge of cutting were stunned and looked over with puzzled eyes. Some people were thinking secretly, I hope this guy can extract black iron, otherwise everyone will suffer in the future.
After all, a group of strong men have been reduced to slaves, just like being tied to a pirate ship. Their fate is almost life and death. Now they all come to extract black iron. If they fail to succeed, I am afraid they will all suffer bad luck, and no one can escape alone.
Of course, this is not a matter of grandstanding for Qiu Yu, but it must be the case. There are many mysterious substances that are difficult to decompose in this mass, and they must be extracted before high-purity black iron can be born.
As the flames rose, the mass of things bounced up and down, left and right, with extremely ferocious force. It bounced back and forth, but it was still unable to escape the siege of the fire. After a while, under the action of the huge force, there were strands of material like silk wadding.
Like floating out, it is also extremely tough, and even if the flames are fierce, it cannot be burned.
After a long period of refining, Qiu Yu couldn't help but feel sweat on his forehead. Seeing these things constantly seeping out, his fingers flexed and the silk-like substances merged with each other, and then burst out of flames wrapped in spiritual power, as if one by one.
It shot out like a tiny steel needle and landed on a rock not far away, piercing into it and disappearing.
Because he was not too far away, and the bearded strong man was watching intently, he was able to notice such a situation, and he was even more shocked. He felt that his cultivation level was too high, far beyond him, and he was truly a young hero!
Unknowingly, another half hour passed. The sun set in the west and it was almost twilight. Qiu Yu's smelting was still going on, and the black iron had not been extracted. The bearded strong man was anxious, like a man on a hot pot.
Ant, wanted to speak to urge but was afraid of disturbing Qiu Yu and causing all the efforts to be wasted.
After a while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and whispered: "Brother, the time is almost up, can you still extract it?"
In fact, Qiu Yu didn't expect it to be so laborious. He thought that Xiao Jiu told him how to do it and he had the magma fire, so he should be able to do it. But now it seems that he was a bit careless. There were beads of sweat on his face, and he was a little tired.
, he responded briefly: "Soon."
The catkin-like substance no longer seeped out. When Qiu Yu turned his hands, the flames shrank a lot in an instant. However, they became more pure, with a faint hint of cyan. The much smaller group of things trembled violently, and again
There are circles of light spreading outward...
Just as Qiu Yu was carrying out the smelting in full swing, it was already dusk, and the stone door in the distance opened. The leader Song Yanluo walked in surrounded by his followers, striding this way with a gloomy face and a fierce and fierce look in his eyes.
The light seems to be eating people.
Because the extraction of black iron did not go smoothly, this guy was in a bad mood and had an extremely bad temper. He felt that if he wanted to urge the slaves to speed up the progress, he could only kill the chicken to show the monkey, so the first thing to do was to destroy the newcomer.
boy.
The bearded strong man also knew that it was time. He glanced here from time to time and saw Song Yanluo and others. His legs were shaking with fear and he felt that he was about to suffer. He turned around and saw that Qiu Yu was still in a state of disgrace.
While working, I can't help but feel some complaints in my heart. You, brat, have all been killed by you. Since you have this ability, why didn't you start earlier? You were still sleeping before, but this time we are all going to suffer.