A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Jiang Yu is 1.9 meters tall.

He is considered tall and powerful among the human race.

But standing in front of the forging tool is like a child.

The height of the iron felt was as high as his chest, and a person could lie on it.

The blacksmith's hammer, which had been silent for thousands of years, also needed to be held by one of his arms.

The blacksmith's pliers can only be given to Fang Yuan for cooperation.

The two moved the iron ore in the corner and stepped on it, so that they could barely reach the height.

Even though Fang Yuan had taken Tianmui, he was still shaken by Jiang Yu's hammer and his whole body was numb.

The stone man patiently taught on the side: "The force is too great and the angle is wrong. Return to the furnace! You have to remember that removing impurities, smelting and shaping, and forging the inscription are all completed in one go. Nine points of fire and one point of hammer."

Fang Yuan immediately clamped the Xuanfei iron into the furnace. Using his hands to create a secret, he summoned a pillar of fire from the lava.

Jiang Yu also used wind-attribute witchcraft to turn the pillar of fire into a fire tornado.

The temperature skyrocketed instantly.

The stone man squatted aside and looked at the meteorite eagerly.

After a while, he suddenly shouted: "Cool down!"

Fang Yuan quickly took out the Xuan Ni Meteor Iron.

Aragaki Ruoxue hit a ball of ice water.

The meteorite suddenly cooled, and a thin layer of black skin faded off the surface.

"Burn again!"

The stone man continued to point.

Although it didn't say it explicitly, it secretly lamented the arrangement of fate.

Who would have thought that these three little guys would come here with Xuan Ni Meteor Iron. And it is the only master craftsman who knows how to forge meteorite.

The three of them not only possess the witchcraft attributes of fire, wind, and water, but they also work together in perfect harmony.

When so many coincidences come together, it becomes a miracle.

What's commendable is that Jiang Yu's weak Kuafu blood actually activated his forging talent.

He was meant to be a stick player.

It has some similarities with a blacksmith's hammer.

Dozens of hammers fell, but the appearance of Xuan Ni Meteor Iron remained unchanged.

"Change!"

The stone man shouted loudly.

Fang Yuan immediately put the Xuan Ni Meteor Iron aside.

Pick up the rotten silver and copper mother and send it to the furnace.

Aragaki Ruoxue took out two handfuls of gold from the treasure bag. Throw it on the iron felt.

Jiang Yu directly raised his hammer and smashed it down.

With repeated hammering, the impurities in the gold are squeezed out bit by bit.

After a while, Fang Yuan put the red rotten silver copper mother on the thin gold paper.

The gold paper itself is wrapped around it.

"Refining again! Inscription!"

The stone man was directing from the side, as if he had regained the glory of thousands of years ago.

Fang Yuan sent the fused metal into the furnace.

Aragaki Ruoxue took the blacksmith's pliers and firmly fixed the dark red Xuan Ni meteorite iron.

Jiang Yu scratched his middle finger with his nails and squeezed out blood and dripped it on it.

Use blood to draw the pattern of the inscription, and then use spiritual thoughts to imprint it layer by layer.

This process consumes a lot of energy and blood.

Under high temperatures, blood evaporates very quickly. If you get distracted even a little bit, you have to start all over again.

This is the most critical step.

The "heart" of the weapon directly affects the quality of the finished product.

There is no expression on the face of the stone man, but it is almost lying on the iron felt.

After etching for half an hour, the stone man finally took two steps back and said, "Pouring!"

Fang Yuan immediately poured the fused gold water on the Xuan Ni meteorite iron.

"Forge!"

Jiang Yu had already started beating the stone man at the same time as he made a sound.

It's just that this time the weight fell much lighter.

Sometimes the sound is like thunder, sometimes as thin as a mosquito or fly.

At first, the stone man still needs to give some guidance. However, after hammering for a long time, Jiang Yu actually entered a strange state.

It seems that the strength and angle of each hammer are already familiar by heart.

This surprised the stone man and murmured to himself: "What a good seedling! It's a pity that he was born ten thousand years too late."

After a pause, he denied the previous words: "Fortunately, I was born ten thousand years too late..."

Jiang Yu was so focused that he didn't notice the specks of dark golden powder floating out from the stone man's body.

With each hammer drop, melt into the iron rod.

The stone man's voice was full of excitement: "Inscription!"

Jiang Yu immediately engraved the weight-increasing and solidity runes on it.

Ten words were engraved in one go.

After the strong runes are engraved, the forged parts are completely formed.

Next, the process of pouring, beating, and inscription is repeated again.

For each additional layer, Jiang Yu engraved ten inscriptions.

The stone man looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but remind him: "To exert the full power of the weapon, at least a hundred times the strength is needed. The weight rune has been stacked to two thousand kilograms. Do you want to continue?"

But Jiang Yu was in a state of enlightenment and couldn't hear the outside world at all.

Still adding runes to it.

With such a weight, even a pure Kuafu tribesman would find it difficult to use it.

The stone man shook his head slightly: "That's all. At worst, we can re-smelt an iron rod of inferior quality."

The iron rods became thicker and thicker as they were poured layer upon layer. Gradually get closer to the shape of the drumstick.

This is Jiang Yu's obsession.

The shape of the iron rod is very similar to the gourd seeds of the past.

Even the lines were forged through repeated hammering.

"Fuck!"

The water flow with ice ballast washes over the iron rod, completing the final quenching.

Araguan Ruoxue and Fang Yuan were both so tired that they collapsed on the ground.

Jiang Yu stood motionless holding the blacksmith's hammer. Still not out of that mysterious state.

After the stone man spilled gold powder, fine cracks appeared on his body. His eyes were also dimmed a lot.

But it didn't care, and instead asked aloud: "Who has a weapon? Take it out! While helping him complete his enlightenment, he can also improve."

When Fang Yuan heard this, he immediately took off the spearhead. Throwing the long sword and arm shield on the iron felt: "It doesn't matter whether he improves or not. My main purpose is to help him complete his enlightenment."

The stone man's attitude towards these "rags" was much more casual: "Heat it, add tin, iron and mother copper. There is still some gold water just smelted, you can add it to the shield."

Fang Yuanqiang braced himself and warned Jiang Yu: "Brother, for you. I have contributed all my belongings! Don't let me ruin it."

It's a pity that Jiang Yu couldn't hear him at all.

When you see red-hot weapons and materials on the iron felt, hit them with a hammer.

The first hammer made several cracks on the blade of the long knife.

Fang Yuan's heart twitched violently.

Before he could utter an exclamation, the stone man said lightly: "Pour golden water!"

Fang Yuan hurriedly used gold water to fill the cracks in the blade.

Soon, the continuous sound of forging was heard again.

Half an hour later, all the equipment covered with golden lines had been upgraded.

The stone man sighed: "The difficulty is too low. Do you still have equipment?"

Aragaki Ruoxue hesitated for a moment, then took out the scales made from the beak of the Gu carving: "Is it okay if it's not metal?"

"Um……"

The stone man waved his hand: "Throw it on the iron felt."

When Jiang Yu saw something on the iron felt again, he immediately swung the hammer and smashed it down.

The seemingly heavy sledgehammer is as light as embroidery when it falls.

"Dodododo"

One after another inscriptions were written into the armor.

It’s just that the inscriptions punched in this time are about sturdiness and weight reduction…

Outside the Shenbing Sect.

Han Xinshuang lay on the little monster's back, crossing her legs. He trimmed his nails boredly: "It's so slow! Why don't they come out yet? The air here is so dirty!"

The big spirit is shaking the black mud off its hooves.

He suddenly stopped and turned to look at the rapidly approaching black fog.

After a moment, there was a scream.

Escape as far away as possible.

The mob also looked towards the black mist.

The hair on his body suddenly stood up: "Woof!"

There was a sound of thunder and lightning under his feet, and he suddenly flashed hundreds of meters away. In a few steps, he passed the great spirit who was fleeing ahead.

Han Xinshuang was unprepared.

He turned somersaults in the air and sat down on the ground: "Ah! So dirty!"

A sinister voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Little girl, those two demon pets will not leave you and run away. Right?"