"Wenchuan, your grandson is really a monster. If Wu Qiujun saw such a scene, would he probably vomit blood and die?" Sun Daobai looked at Wan Dong with admiration in his eyes, and his words were even more indifferent. Don’t hide your admiration for Wandong.
"Go! Don't make any noise, I want to think carefully..." Xu Wenchuan waved his hand at Sun Daobai, then frowned and fell into hard thinking.
Sun Daobai smiled at Wandong and said softly: "It seems that your grandfather's cultivation level is about to break through again."
Xu Wenchuan's realm has been stagnant for many years and cannot be broken through. Sun Daobai is fully aware of the troubles in his heart and is often secretly worried about him. Seeing Xu Wenchuan's breakthroughs at this time, he was no less happy than Xu Wenchuan himself.
Wandong smiled and nodded. The "Chengfeng Jue" and "Po Yun Ce", if separated, can only be regarded as superior martial arts, but if they are put together and connected with each other, they become superior martial arts. It is not difficult at all to reach the tenth level of Zhenqi with its breakthrough. It is not impossible to even condense Zhenqi into Dao Qi and transfer from Wu to Dao.
Sun Daobai also wanted to go to the palace to treat the emperor's illness, and soon left. Seeing that Xu Wenchuan was still thinking hard, Wan Dong simply went to the Xu family's warehouse and took out more than a dozen pieces of blood steel from the warehouse.
Since I know the sword-making technique from the memory of Xuantian Great Ming Shen, there is absolutely no reason not to try it.
A flame exuding a pale golden brilliance slowly covered a piece of blood steel, just like a hot flame, baking a candle. Soon, it gradually melted and turned into drops of blood-red like candle tears. The liquid floats in the air, but does not fall. It jumps up and down with the fire of Tao Qi.
"It turns out blood steel can really be melted!"
Wandong's heart suddenly cheered up and he looked overjoyed.
In Wandong's understanding, the shape of blood steel is constant, and no force in the world can change it, at least not yet. When the swordsmith uses it to make a sword, he can only use the fire to force out the essence of heaven and earth contained in it, but cannot melt it. When the essence of heaven and earth contained in it is exhausted, the blood steel will fade away and turn into a white-gray color, but it will still be as hard as ever, difficult to break with swords, and will always maintain its original shape. And even the shape of blood steel cannot be changed, so why use it to make a sword
The magical weapons under the sky that contain blood steel are just condensed essences of heaven and earth that escape from blood steel, but they are not truly fused with blood steel. As for a sword made purely of blood steel, people would even dare not even think about it.
When a whole piece of blood steel tile melted into blood molten steel, Wan Dong couldn't help but take a long breath, concentrate, and control the fire of Tao Qi with his mind, causing the blood molten steel to slowly condense into a dagger. shape.
There is no way, just a piece of blood steel, the melted blood steel is too little, and it is not enough to condense into a long sword. Even if it is a short sword, it is only slightly longer than an ordinary dagger.
Seeing that the blood was about to condense into the shape he wanted according to Wandong's thoughts, suddenly, a sharp pain came from Wandong's chest and abdomen, which made him scream in agony and his body fell heavily. on the ground.
The fire of Tao Qi was instantly disillusioned. The half-successful 'Blood Steel Dagger' immediately lost control and fell to the ground. It soon re-condensed into blood steel fragments of different sizes.
Looking at all this, Wan Dong felt helpless. The amount of Dao Qi in his body was still too small, which was not enough to support him in forging a magic weapon made purely of blood steel, even if it was just a short sword.
Helpless and helpless, Wan Dong is not in a hurry. Tao Qi needs to be accumulated slowly. One day, he will be able to succeed. Wan Dong has already fully understood the principle that haste makes waste.
After crossing his legs and regaining his moral energy, Wandong started to think of another idea. Since it was difficult to use blood steel to forge divine weapons with his skill, what about those ordinary materials
According to the description of sword-making, the process of casting a sword is a process of doing your best to continuously remove impurities. The fewer impurities remaining in the material used to make a sword, the tougher, sharper, and higher the grade the sword will be.
In other words, if you use the fire of Tao Qi to temper those long swords made of ordinary materials, will you also create a first-class magic weapon
Wandong immediately found more than ten ordinary long swords, which could only be regarded as sharp, but had absolutely nothing to do with swords or magic weapons. They are sold everywhere on the street outside, and you can buy a bunch of them for ten taels of gold.
If Wandong used the fire of Dao Qi to deal with blood steel, it was like a burning candle baking a candle, then these ordinary long swords, in front of the fire of Dao Qi, were like silk cloth thrown into the fire, and only one of them could not breathe. It turned into molten iron.
The molten iron formed by melting an ordinary long sword is red and black, unlike blood steel, which shows an extremely pure blood color. There is no doubt that this black thing is the impurities contained in the sword. Wandong's Tao Qi fire immediately rolled over, and in a moment, the black part turned into wisps of white gas and dissipated without a trace.
After the black part was refined by Wandong's Dao Qi fire, Wandong did not stop there. The Dao Qi fire still kept licking the fiery red molten iron, and there was still a trace of white gas, constantly coming out of it. Emerge.
Wandong continued this process repeatedly for a long time, until the remaining molten iron turned from red, to fiery red, then to crimson, until finally it was as red as blood, and no trace of white gas emerged anymore. Wan Dong finally He stopped, then used his mind to drive the molten iron, forming the shape of a dagger.
There was no way. After Wandong's tempering and removal of impurities, more than two-thirds of this long sword, which was originally more than three feet long, was refined, and the rest was left. At best, it can only create a dagger.
When the shape of the dagger was completely formed, Wandong controlled the fire of Tao Qi with his left hand, and at the same time silently recited the formula recorded in the sword-making technique in his heart, his right hand suddenly shot out a stream of extremely cold Qi, which quickly covered the dagger. Just hearing a chirping sound, the blood-red molten iron quickly cooled down and solidified, and the blood-red color receded like a tide.
In the ordinary world, swordsmiths usually use clean water to quench swords. In order to improve the quality of swords, swordsmiths also have extremely high requirements for the water used for quenching. But no matter how good the water is, it cannot be completely free of impurities. During the process of sword tempering, the sword will always be affected by small or large effects.
But Xuantian Mingshen's sword-making skills are much better. Not only can it condense the fire of Dao Qi to forge the sword, but it can also condense the Dao Qi into extremely cold Qi to temper the sword. Dao Qi is involved in the entire process, and never a drop of water is used. This is undoubtedly a strong guarantee for the quality of the sword. (To be continued)