"Dandan can definitely do it. I have confidence in him!" While nodding and muttering to himself, Liu Feng was concentrating on tempering those advanced materials in the Nine Furnaces of Heaven and Earth.
It was unknown how long it had passed, but the high-grade materials in the Nine Furnaces of Heaven and Earth had all been forged into shape by Liu Feng. The high-grade materials that were originally rusty and looked like scrap copper and iron had now returned to their original brilliance and splendor.
The Yu iron emits a faint black glow, the red iron is fiery red, and the green iron is dazzling. Looking at these high-grade materials, Liu Feng can't let go.
"I should merge them with my Meteor Knife!" Liu Feng suddenly felt an inexplicable urge in his heart.
Jiehun said: "You can try it!"
As Liu Feng nodded, the emerald green refining fire in his hand ignited. Reforging the Meteor Flying Knife would not be completed overnight, but at this moment Liu Feng had forgotten everything and was focused on the Nine Furnaces of Heaven and Earth.
It took him three days to smelt a piece of Yu iron, another three days to smelt the red iron, and another three days to smelt the green iron. Ten days later he began to pour the molten iron into small flying knives. Of course, the fusion process of refining the tools was very complicated. After three full months, a brand new meteor flying knife was finally completed.
"After integrating high-grade materials, the feeling is different!" The person who spoke was not Liu Feng, but Bai Ming, the spirit of the Meteor Flying Knife.
Liu Feng also nodded and said: "I should try the power of the Meteor Flying Knife now!"
As he spoke, Liu Feng came to the shore of Lingtian Lake with a Meteor Knife in his hand. The Meteor Knife in his hand was emitting different streams of light, among which black, red and green were particularly conspicuous.
At this moment, there was a buzzing sound suddenly from the sky, and as luck would have it, a group of bees flew quickly through the air. Without thinking, Liu Feng shot out the Meteor Knife in his hand. Dozens of streams of light flashed, and dozens of colorful streams of light crossed the sky, white, black, red, and green. Now the Meteor Knife scattered out was not just twelve small knives, but forty-eight.
In the blink of an eye, the group of bees that had hurriedly passed by all died. When the Meteor Knife returned to Liu Feng's hand, all the bees were scattered on the surface of Lingtian Lake.
Liu Feng apologized repeatedly: "Dear bee brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, I didn't mean it. If there is an afterlife, I will be a bee and let you shoot me!"
"How ridiculous! Who knows what happens in the afterlife?" A voice suddenly came from Liu Feng's ear. He turned around and saw a woman standing in the distance. The woman was holding a long whip with a cold expression. Liu Feng looked at her and felt that she looked familiar.
Liu Feng suddenly asked: "You, you are Xiaolan who is beside Gongsun Huaibing?"
"How could you remember me?" Xiao Lan had just finished speaking when she whipped the long whip in her hand. With a snap, the long whip seemed to have reached Liu Feng. Liu Feng took the long whip and suddenly remembered that Dandan had gone to the Demon Realm to deliver a letter and the crisis in Lingtian Divine Mansion. But it seemed that such a long time had passed, and even Dandan had not responded? Could something have happened? An ominous premonition came to his mind.
(End of this chapter)