My wife is a sword god

Qin Feng, under the guidance of the people from the Divine Workshop, entered the weapon refining room that the old man mentioned.

At a glance, everything was available.

He nodded with satisfaction, and then took out the things he had prepared in advance.

First, a thin armor was put on just in case, and then an iron armor jacket was put on just in case. The helmet was naturally indispensable, and the shields on both sides looked more secure.

Lan Ningshuang showed a surprised look: "Son-in-law, what are you going to do in this look?"

Qin Feng had protected himself tightly, and it was watertight.

But the problem also came with it. He couldn't use his hands and feet in this outfit, and he couldn't make gunpowder!

There is always a loophole. Qin Feng looked at his inconvenient hands, sighed helplessly, and took off all his equipment, leaving only a thin armor.

Not long after, someone brought the materials he needed and placed them on the stone table in the weapon refining room.

The main components of gunpowder are sulfur, saltpeter and charcoal, which involve many things and the proportions are also very particular.

If there is any mistake, it will be dangerous.

Qin Feng took a deep breath and mobilized the positive energy in his body to protect his body. If the gunpowder reaction is out of control, he can also use the Haotian Mirror to resist part of its power.

Lan Ningshuang asked, "Son-in-law, what can I do for you?"

Qin Feng thought for a while and said, "Stand behind me. If I shout "help", you will pull me away immediately."

Lan Ningshuang's big eyes were full of doubts, but she nodded solemnly.

And Qin Feng also devoted himself to the experiment of studying gunpowder.

Three days passed, and in the lobby of the Qin Mansion, Er Niang asked curiously: "Why haven't I seen Feng'er these days?"

Qin Jianan took a sip of porridge and replied: "Maybe he was busy with something. The child is grown up and knows how to do things. Besides, this is Fengtian City. Don't worry about any danger."

"How can you say that? Fengtian City must be safe. What if Feng'er offends someone he shouldn't offend?

Master, you are like this. You don't care about anything, so the Qin family gradually declined." Er Niang looked reproachful.

"It's not Madam, how much does the decline of the Qin family have to do with me." Dad was speechless.

The second brother on the side was holding a steamed bun, chewing it with big mouthfuls, looking like he was watching the fun.

At this time, Liu Jianli, who was having dinner with him, said softly: "Ningshuang said that her husband was refining something in the Divine Workshop and couldn't leave."

"So that's the case. I was wondering why I sometimes saw Ningshuang hurried back, brought some new clothes, and then hurried away again.

But what exactly were they doing, and why was Ningshuang's face black when she came back?"

Liu Jianli shook his head slightly: "I don't know about that."

In the refining room, Qin Feng's eyes were full of bloodshot. Facts have proved that knowing the formula of gunpowder is one thing, and wanting to refine it is another.

He has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, constantly adjusting the ratio of various materials.

But hard work always pays off. From the beginning, there was only a burst of thick smoke, and later, sporadic sparks of the explosion could be seen.

And the power of this spark is still increasing. I believe that after a few more experiments, he can refine gunpowder with a certain power!

"Son-in-law, have a cup of tea and take a rest." Lan Ningshuang said with concern.

"Okay." Qin Feng took the tea, regardless of his face full of black and gray, and drank it up.

Taking advantage of this time, Lan Ningshuang used a wet towel to carefully wipe his face, and said distressedly: "Son-in-law, what exactly are you going to refine that makes you so sleepless.

I heard from the people in the Divine Workshop that if you want to refine new things, you need to explore for years and months, and you can't be impatient."

Qin Feng's face froze when he heard this.

It shouldn't take so long, after all, there are predecessors' experience. It's just that he applied for liberal arts and lacked theoretical knowledge.

"The physics teacher is right. If you learn math, physics and chemistry well, you won't be afraid to travel around the world. It's still my fault that I was too young at the time.

Who said that men who apply for liberal arts will definitely get girls?" Qin Feng sighed in his heart.

After shaking his head, he explained: "The number of human beings is not small, but the Daqian families cherish their own possessions, so the number of people who really step into the orthodox cultivation is only one in ten.

Even if the three major swordsmen have established the Sword Alliance, it is not something that can be done overnight to increase the number of human warriors.

The thing I want to refine is called gunpowder. If it is successfully developed, even ordinary people will have the power to fight against demons.

If that time really comes, the human race may be able to change the current situation."

It turns out that everything the son-in-law did was for the human race

"I understand. Before the son-in-law makes that gunpowder, I will always be by your side."

"Okay."

"Sulfur, coarse charcoal powder, bamboo shavings, tung oil. Crush it into powder and melt it into oil.

Saltpeter, sulfur, carbon, two to one to one." Qin Feng muttered, and then continued to merge these things.

He could feel that he was about to succeed.

When the last material was put in and burned by the fierce fire, the reaction was stronger than ever!

His mind was in a trance for a moment, and a picture flashed in his mind. The scene in the picture was this weapon refining room.

The flames were raging, and the powerful explosion engulfed him completely!

The heat hit him, and Lan Ningshuang noticed something unusual. It was the warrior's keen perception of danger.

Qin Feng came back to his senses from his trance. The scene just now was probably the ability of the Taoists of Gua Ming Realm to avoid danger and seek good fortune!

He didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly shouted: "Help!"

Lan Ningshuang heard the voice and immediately grabbed his collar and jumped back.

At the same time, a strong fire flashed, followed by the roar of the explosion.

This power was far beyond Qin Feng's expectations. He did not dare to neglect it. He mobilized the righteousness in his body and set up the Haotian Mirror in front of the two of them.

The power of the explosion was accompanied by the hot fire. Qin Feng was like a small boat in the stormy waves, and he could be swallowed up at any time.

If there was no soft body behind him to protect him, he would be directly hit by this impact force and hit the wall!

Boom!

In the Divine Workshop, there was a tremor.

"What's the sound?"

"Who else exploded the furnace?"

Everyone in the yard stopped what they were doing and looked at the source of the explosion.

"Wait, that refinery seems to be where Master Qin is!"

When this was said, everyone was shocked and rushed to the attic.

The hard floor of the first floor was already covered with dense cracks, and the strongest door of the refinery had already been shattered like a mirror.

The billowing black smoke came out, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly.

Gong Liang said anxiously: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and save Master Qin!"

A sound of breaking wind sounded, and Master Yuanzhai appeared in the hall at some point, looking at the refinery with a frown.

Without saying a word, he stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the shattered door of the refinery collapsed in an instant.

Just as Master Yuan was about to go in, he heard a cough, and then saw two dark figures walking out of it, and their true faces were completely unrecognizable.

"Master Qin, Miss Lan?" Gong Liang asked tentatively.

Qin Feng, who had escaped death, did not respond. He greedily breathed in the fresh air, then clenched his fists and said excitedly: "Success, finally succeeded!"