"Dang, Dang!" In a remote corner of Hearth Island, in a simple iron shop made of rocks, gravel, and cast iron sheets, four muscular men with thick waists and round arms stood in pairs, waving the cold iron in their hands.
The sledgehammer was hammering hard against a red iron ingot on the iron pier.
After each beating, the two apprentices next to him would evenly sprinkle a layer of "Lingsong Carbon Powder" on the red iron ingot.
As the sledgehammer continued to fall, the red iron ingot also continued to change its shape, from block to flat, from flat to ball, from ball to block again, and so on again and again.
The short coats worn by the four muscular men were already soaked with sweat.
Next to the shop is an open-air magma pool. The red magma surges in the pool, and along with the eruption of smoke, one or two "pop, pop" sounds are made from time to time.
The entire magma pool is not big, and a huge tripod-shaped boiler is placed on it. The lower half of the boiler is directly immersed in the magma pool.
The name of this furnace is "Fire Tiger". It is a fourth-grade furnace-smelting instrument. The furnace body is engraved with tiger patterns, and there are protruding tiger heads on both sides of the furnace body, which are the air outlets on both sides of the furnace.
The tiger's mouth is the vent, which can be closed at will.
The entire smelting furnace burned a dark red, and the red molten iron in the furnace kept rolling and making a "gu, gu" sound. Inside was a piece of fine iron ingot, which was smelted in the ground fire for a long time to turn into hot molten iron.
"Add more ingredients!" A middle-aged man standing on the shore of the magma pool with his hands behind his hands said when he saw that the fire was almost done.
Everyone was in panic at this moment and ran away one after another.
With a sound of "Cang!", when the red light killed an apprentice again, Bao Ji Dong controlled a seventh-grade flying sword and shot Cong Fangqian with one sword.
"Brothers, drink some water!" At this time, seven strong men in the blacksmith shop put their hammers on their hands, sat aside, and drank tea in small sips.
I saw a strange, glowing red eel-sized insect floating in front of my butt. The insect had a pair of green, thin eyes, staring straight at me.
"Ah! They eat first, your stomach is not comfortable at all!" As soon as one of the seven blacksmiths sat down, he felt that his stomach was not comfortable at all. He got up and ran towards a huge rock on the ground.
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But if you choose to use it to refine spiritual materials, you can keep smelting it in the furnace day and night, minimizing the efficiency of the magma pool.
"Lao Zhou, please slow down, there will be food soon!" A few others joked.
After finishing that, the piles of fine iron blanks that had been hammered once in the blacksmith shop were thrown into the empty furnace piece by piece again, and the seventh smelting process was carried out.
A series of steaming dishes were placed under the long stone slab. There was no fish or meat, just basins and basins. There were also several bottles of wine, which looked very rich.
"Here we come!" The seventy-odd people in the iron shop immediately put down their work and ran towards the outdoor dining table made of several long stone slabs.
Then he went to the fire nearby, lifted a piece of fine iron blank that had been burned until it was red, and put it on the iron pier.
"Pour the water!" the middle-aged woman ordered before pouring all the molten iron into the small pit.
The entire smelting furnace suddenly started to tremble, and the molten iron inside the furnace rolled even more violently.
That iron shop belonged to Baoji, and the team was led by the owner of the Seventh House of Establishment. They occupied the magma pool in a remote area of Luohuo Island in order to refine Cong Fang.
"Zi, Zhi", the red hot iron is boiling in the furnace, and the whole pot is poured into the square earth pit.
"Master Zhou, Master Zhou!" Da Qizi smelled a strong smell of shit even when he was near the rock, and he covered his nose and shouted.
"What the hell!" Then a red light suddenly shot out from in front of the rock, piercing Qizi's chest and heading towards the crowd.
"What's wrong with Qizi?" Everyone heard the noise and immediately stood up to check.
The "hot water" flowing out is made of crystal powder, palm oil, Lingsong carbon powder and other spiritual materials, mixed with sea water to prepare hot condensation water, which is used to heat the molten iron. It is a luxurious quenching method.
"Hmm~! Let's eat their food!" Master Zhou came to the nearby rock, took off his belt and shouted softly in a comfortable voice.
When the boss issued an order to open the "tiger's mouth" of the smelting furnace, the two furnace workers immediately poured the mixed powder in the tank into the furnace through the open tiger's mouth.
But the red light was extremely slow, moving back and forth like a ghost, taking away the fresh lives of one person after another.
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"Uh!" Master Zhou was about to scream when the strange insect shot out like an arrow and shot a small hole in Master Zhou's throat. Master Zhou covered his neck with blood pouring out and fell forward.
This complete process of smelting, quenching, and hammering needs to be repeated eight times before the seventh-grade spiritual material "fine iron" can be refined into the eighth-grade spiritual material "carbon patterned steel."
After that meal, he could clearly see the true identity of the red light. It was a strange long insect, as small as an eel, with blood-colored scales covering its body like fine fish scales.
I saw that Master Zhou had become a mummy, and a long worm as big as an eel was coiled under Master Zhou's neck, licking the remaining blood.
After the molten iron was heated in the rows of long molds, several furnace workers emptied all the waste water in the pit.
When he saw that the strange insect was enraged and flew towards him, his boss immediately threw out a seventh-grade "Fire Flame Talisman" and at the same time summoned a seventh-grade low-level shield-shaped magic weapon to protect him behind him.
Within a dozen breaths, less than half of the more than 70 people in Baoji Iron Shop had fallen, and the red light was still hunting the remaining people.
"Dang, Dang!" Seven strong men put the tea bowls on, each picked up a small hammer, and stood next to the pier. He hammered, and you stepped up, ending a new round of hammering.
The red light swayed in the air, avoided the hammer, and then passed through the chest, hitting the burly blacksmith and falling straight up.
Master Zhou pulled and pulled, and suddenly felt a chill in front of his buttocks. When he looked back, his anus suddenly tightened, and half of it was pinched off.
"It's time to eat!" Another furnace of molten iron was melted, and the old chef shouted in a low voice while setting up the dishes.
"Take a hit from me!" A burly blacksmith picked up the small hammer leaning on the side and smashed it towards the flying red light.
"Okay boss!" I saw two furnace workers each holding earthen jars half human height and flying towards the tiger heads on both sides of the furnace in the pool. The jars contained crystal powder, fire rock powder, melted spiritual sand and other spiritual materials.
Mixed powder.
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The rice is actually a first-grade "sea brown rice", and it smells more fragrant than before.
In addition, there are two small buckets of fragrant rice beside it. "Forging iron" is a labor of strength, but eating is enough to make you full.
There are seven dark lines on the back, which are eye-catching. One is peach pink, one is white-green, one is bright red, and one is bright silver. In addition, there are eight other pale white stripes, which is very strange.
But the red light did not dodge and directly smashed the Lingyuan Thorn into pieces.
If the year on Luohuo Island goes well, the boss can earn a lot of spiritual stones, so the meals will be less sumptuous than usual.
Dongjia was the slowest to come to his senses. He raised his hand and fired a "Lingyuan Thorn" towards the flying red light.
"Pah!" I yelled a few words and heard Master Zhou's reply. Then I walked towards the rock. When I saw the scene in front of the rock clearly, the bowl in my hand suddenly fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.
As a result, the price has also dropped several times.
"Poof!" What is surprising is that the strange insect dodged the fiery talisman ball in the air, and actually rammed through the seventh-grade magic weapon. Through the automatically activated protective spirit shield, it blasted the owner.
's head.
"Get up!" After another hour, the middle-aged woman named Dongjia cast a magic seal and first removed the lower cover of the furnace.
"That!" The boss had thought that his flying sword would be bounced away by the strange insect, and that the soft sword body, which was made of carbon steel and blue corundum, actually had a gap.
The entire boiler was suspended in the air and moved to a small square pit dug out by the bank. The bottom of the pit was paved with rows of long molds made of cold iron.
The eight apprentices worked together to lift the fine iron ingots that had been hammered into shape under the iron pier and carried them aside.
Then he jumped into the pit, knocked the long iron ingot out of the mold, and carried it piece by piece to the blacksmith shop for stacking.
"Beast! Don't hurt anyone again!" Several golden rock spears flew from close range, and a woman with a Deadpool mask on her face came slowly with a sword. The person who came was none other than Liu Yu.
"Bad!" Da Qizi was an apprentice at Baoji Iron Shop and was very obedient on weekdays. He immediately picked up a few chopsticks and stood up, carrying the bowl, and walked towards the rocks on the ground.
It wasn't until the entire pit was filled with hot water flowing from the reservoir that the two furnace workers closed the gate again.
"Zi, Zhi!" When the hot water was poured under the red-fired iron water in the pit above, water vapor suddenly filled the sky, and a choking smell also filled the air.
The middle-aged woman on the shore did not dare to be lazy at all at this moment, and used all her strength to cast spells to maintain the stability of the furnace in the magma pool. It was not until about a stick of incense that the furnace shook violently again, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why is Lao Zhou so bad? Don't be too weak to stand up. Qizi, let him go and have a look!" A strong blacksmith stood up and gave himself a small bowl of rice and said jokingly.
"Ah!" Seeing the tragic death of their boss, the two college apprentices who were hiding on the table were so frightened that they screamed softly and lost control of their crotches, while strange insects flew towards us.
The two furnace workers opened the gate of the reservoir below the pit, and the "hot water" in the reservoir immediately flowed to the pit above.
In that short period of one year, the magma pool must have been used to refine weapons. Firstly, Baoji Iron Shop had sufficient manpower, and seventhly, the master's skill in weapon refinement was also adequate. Obviously, there was no waste.