The higher the temperature, the better the ductility of immersion silver.
The two hours of patient comprehension suddenly exploded, but Tang Wulin was relentless. With forceful knocks again and again, Chen Yin began to deform, and sparks flew everywhere.
Whenever his arm started to ache, a hot current would flow from his spine, which would instantly flow into his limbs and bones, relieving the soreness in his arm. Tang Wulin also mobilized his soul power and injected it into his arms to maintain his own strength.
Gradually, Chen Yin, who was one foot square, began to get smaller. The purification effect of Hundred Refinement is gradually revealed.
One must know that immersion silver itself is already very high in strength and extremely dense, so it is not easy to purify it and produce the effect of shrinkage. But also without destroying its own texture.
Just after Tang Wulin's near-perfect purification, the value of this heavy silver will be increased by at least several times.
Tang Wulin himself didn't know how many times he beat it. Gradually, the roar caused by the hammering disappeared. In front of his eyes, the heavy silver seemed to be emitting faint light. Every time it was beaten, it seemed to take a breath, matching Tang Wulin's breath. Tang Wulin's spine had already become scorching hot. Hidden in his clothes, his skin gradually showed faint golden lines.
Mang Tian next to him was all focused on the heavy silver, and didn't notice the changes in his disciple.
The touch of gold in the depths of Tang Wulin's eyes was slightly brighter, and the Thousand Forging Tungsten Hammer in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body. Every time the hammer was struck, Chen Yin seemed to make a comfortable singing sound.
Tang Wulin's eyes became brighter, and the frequency of hammering began to become faster and faster. All the strength of his body was concentrated in the pair of thousand forging tungsten steel hammers.
Chen Yin became more and more solid, and its volume gradually shrunk by 5%, 10%, 15%. After reaching this level, its density seems to have reached the limit, and it will no longer shrink inward, but every time Tang Wulin beats, it is slightly improving its texture, making its texture more reasonable .
The flames illuminated the entire blacksmith's interior, not to mention Tang Wulin, whose clothes were already soaked with sweat, and even Mang Tian, who was next to him, was already sweating on his forehead.
Qianduan, this is the feeling of Qianduan.
As a master forging master at the master craftsman level, Mang Tian was extremely keen to capture the fit between Tang Wulin and Chen Yin when he struck.
This is an indescribable feeling, and only those who have truly experienced Thousand Refinements can truly feel it.
Originally, Mangtian just wanted Tang Wulin to experience Shen Yin first, and gradually find the feeling, and complete the Thousand Exercises before going to the Intermediate Academy. But he never expected that Tang Wulin would directly start Qianduan directly on the day he first came into contact with Chen Yin, and really entered that state.
This is certainly because he has enough power, but more importantly, is his understanding! This child is destined to become a master.
Mangtian's biggest disappointment in his life was not being able to become a blacksmith at the holy craftsman level, but in Tang Wulin, he seemed to see hope.
Three hours passed. Tang Wulin had never forged for such a long time at one time, and he was still in such a high-intensity forging.
Three and a half hours passed, four hours!
Tang Ziran did not know when he had already stood outside the door of the forging room. His son had not returned for a long time, so he came to find him. Just in time to see Tang Wulin sweating profusely.
The wonderful rhythm, the percussion sound like a symphony, and the focused expression of his son.
This is the first time he saw his son's appearance when forging, this is clearly a realm that has entered the room! He is only nine years old! Has it been able to reach such a level in just three years? Tang Ziran had seen a lot of forging masters, and he had clearly seen a taste unique to those masters in Tang Wulin.
Without bothering, Tang Ziran was well aware of the importance of a blacksmith's focus when forging with all his heart. Mang Tian was on the side. It was obvious that his son was about to make a breakthrough in forging.
Four and a half hours later, Tang Wulin's face was already a little pale, and the golden lines on his body had already disappeared when Tang Ziran arrived.
The soreness from when I came here for the first time back then reappeared, and my arms became heavier and heavier, which was obviously the feeling of overdrawn strength. However, he didn't stop, and even the strength of each hammering was still so uniform. His willpower supported him and continued his forging.
It's about to succeed, it's about to succeed. Can't stop, stop now, it is likely that all previous efforts will be wasted.
Precisely because of the dark connection with that heavy silver, Tang Wulin gritted his teeth and continued to forge.
Mang Tian didn't know when he had already clenched his fists. At this moment, he was even more nervous than Tang Wulin.
If the child succeeds in his first attempt at Thousand Refinements, it will undoubtedly build him a strong confidence, which will be of great benefit to him when he performs Thousand Refinements in the future. The success rate will definitely be much higher than other blacksmiths.
But can he hold on? It's almost five hours, and the continuous forging for nearly five hours, even if it's me, I have to go all out to run my soul power to be able to do it.
"Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang..." Due to continuous forging, the Qianduan tungsten steel hammer itself has been roasted by the fire, and it has already turned red. I can't stand it.
Suddenly, the heavy silver trembled slightly under Tang Wulin's forging, and then, a bright silver light suddenly broke through the blockade of the furnace fire, setting the entire forging room into a silvery white.
Tang Wulin's double hammers fell at the same time, hitting it heavily, and immediately, the silver light became even wilder.
Mangtian arrived at Tang Wulin's side almost like lightning, and at some point there was a small knife in his hand. He raised the knife and quickly slashed at Tang Wulin's wrist.
A stream of blood sprayed out, just falling on the piece of heavy silver that shone with silver light.
Tang Ziran exclaimed. The next moment, Mang Tian covered the wound on Tang Wulin's wrist with his hand, stared at the piece of metal that shone with silver light, and turned off the fire at the same time.
The blood fell into the silver light, and there was a series of "chi chi" sounds, surrounded by green smoke. The flame dies, revealing the metal itself.
Shrunk by another circle than before, the fiery red color on Chen Yin faded at an astonishing speed, and at the same time, the flickering silver light faded away.
Before forging, its original eye-catching silver color disappeared, and it looked gray and inconspicuous, but on the body, there was an extra layer of fine and dense lines like the waves of the sea. It seems to be engraved on it, but it is extremely smooth.
The dusty Chen Yin had a deep feeling when he looked carefully, which was an extremely wonderful texture.
The same is the thousand forging, the difficulty of the thousand forging of different metals varies greatly. If the difficulty of thousand forging tungsten steel is one, then the difficulty of thousand forging immersion silver is at least five, or even eight.
When Mang Tian asked Tang Wulin to try Thousand Refinements and gave him this heavy silver, he never thought that he would be able to succeed in Thousand Refinements. Instead, let it pass through this piece of metal that is not easy to break and of good enough quality to find the feeling of thousand forging.
However, for five hours, a full five hours, he succeeded.
That dusty one is exactly that, Qiandu Chenyin!