Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

It took a lot of time for Fang Chang to prepare everything before casting.

After eating a few fruits for breakfast, he began to select the bronze blocks with the best quality from the work shed, put them into containers and move them out, and put them into the bottom of the kiln.

Compared with the tripod, the sword weighs much less and consumes less material.

The charcoal was stored before the fuel was used. Since the charcoal pool was made waterproof, they were still dry during the days down the mountain. The charcoal collided with each other in the carrying room, making a rattling sound, which was very pleasant.

Sufficient air can bring more violent firepower. In order to increase the wind, Fang Chang also made blower equipment and installed it on the kiln.

This kind of blowing equipment is called: bellows.

Thanks to the tools such as bronze saws, bronze planes, and bronze axes that he made before going down the mountain this time, Fang Chang's wood processing ability has increased too much.

Relying on these new tools, he has the ability to process wooden boards, dig holes in them, and process mortise and tenon joints...

Therefore, it didn't take much time, and a cuboid bellows with a handle was installed next to the kiln. During the whole process, except for some broken parts, no technical problems were encountered.

The bellows has high pressure, strong and continuous air force, and is much superior blowing equipment than fans and blowpipes.

Its structure is also very simple. The main body is a large piston made of wood, which is connected to the outside by the handle for pushing and pulling.

Both ends of the piston have a one-way air inlet and a one-way air outlet made of movable planks, and are connected to the main air outlet by an air duct.

In this way, whether it is pushing or pulling, it will suck and blow air at the same time, thereby providing continuous air flow and high efficiency.

The whole structure is very simple, without a single nail.

Accuracy is not an issue either, some gaps do not affect its work.

There is an old saying, "Between heaven and earth, is it like a scorpion (two tones of tuo) and a scorpion (four tones of yue)? It is empty and unyielding, and it moves more and more." This scorpion is the predecessor of the bellows. In a certain way, The bellows is also a good object that coincides with the principles of heaven and earth.

But Fang Chang only planned to use it to blow wind.

I have already obtained the practice method, so I don't need to comprehend other things.

And currently only the kiln can be used - he uses a tripod to cook in the kitchen, and there is no stove, so naturally he can't use the bellows.

The sword-casting mould, made by Fang Chang, is much finer, and he is also carefully baked to prevent any moisture.

From the kiln with both hands, he took out the clay pot containing the boiling copper juice, and Fang Chang carefully poured the copper juice into the loess pan. In the spiritual sense, in the model made of finely sieved loess, the copper juice gradually cooled and solidified, and a bronze sword gradually took shape.

It seems that it was because the casting was done on this fairy cliff with abundant inspiration, and the materials were kept on the fairy cliff for a long time, or it was caused by Fang Chang's mental concentration during the casting process, or it might just be a pure accident...

——In this sword, there is a spiritual self-born!

"Hey, that's not bad."

Feeling the vivaciousness of Fan Zhongling's sword, Fang Chang secretly smiled.

The flames in the kiln next to it are still blazing, and the spiritual sword in this fan is gradually cooling down, and when the sword is in the fan, the spirituality grows stronger.

"Eh?"

Two moments later, Fang Chang, who was standing by, suddenly had a surprised expression.

Because in the spiritual sense, the spirituality on the sword suddenly became a little disordered. If he allowed it to continue, he probably would only get an ordinary sword after it cooled down completely.

Without hesitation, he twisted his hands and cast the spell.

"Duh!"

With a beep, the cast bronze sword blank broke out of the mold before the step of taking off the model, and rushed into the air along with the flying model fragments.

Then the sword blank was high, drew a parabola in the sky, and flew towards the north of the clearing.

"Plop!"

"Zi..."

The sword fell into the source of Huanhuaxi, that is, not far from the back mountain, in the nameless spring water, made a sound, and then sank to the bottom of the spring.

Fang Chang walked over unhurriedly.

He has walked the road to the spring many times, especially after that mountain flood, Huanhuaxi was invaded by the flood, and the turbidity could not be changed. Fang Chang came here to fetch water during that time.

When he came closer, he saw the spring water was crystal clear, and a golden bronze spirit sword lay quietly at the bottom of the water.

Due to the precision of the mold and the design of the mold, its surface is still rough, the color is single, not smooth, and there is no pattern cast on its surface.

But this sword has smooth lines, thick and stable.

And in Fang Chang's eyes, there is a spiritual light lingering on it, which is really likable.

He smiled at the spirit sword:

"Come out!"

Then he waved his hand into the spring water, and the sword went from stillness to movement, jumped into Fang Chang's hand, and continued to be quiet.

Fang Chang took a closer look at the unsharp Wuge sword blank, which was spiritually introverted, calm and heavy. He waved it lightly again, feeling the center of gravity, and praised:

"Good sword!"

The sword in his hand clanked softly.

Then, Fang Chang looked at the nameless spring and said happily:

"Since you helped me obtain this spirit sword, I will call you 'Spirit Sword Spring' from now on."

After speaking, he waved the sword without a sharp edge in his hand, and carved the three characters "Lingjianquan" on the flat stone surface by the spring, and took two steps back to appreciate it, and returned with satisfaction with the sword in his arms.

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This scene was all seen by the silly eagle on the tall tree in the distance.

It seemed to be serious for the first time after birth, and it only noticed at this time that the person not far away seemed to be one with the cliff and the mountain behind, solid and generous, which made the bird suddenly feel awe.

And the sword that flew through the sky and was tempered by that man from the kiln made the eagle feel a huge threat.

Looking at it, it's like being compared to the neck by a sharp knife.

At this time, Na Diao was really convinced and accepted that he was just a guest.

Moreover, this bird, who almost never uses his brain, officially began to think about whether to move, this important and potentially fatal issue.

Back in the open space in front of his house, Chang Fang turned off the kiln, put away the tools, put the unused charcoal back into the charcoal pond in the shed, removed the bellows, and put them back in the shed together, and then cleaned up the ashes in the hearth , to clear the open space.

Picking up the spirit sword again, Fang Chang walked to the Huanhua River.

This is the original location of Huanhuaxi, not the current tributary flowing through the open space above the cliff, which is full of stones.

He picked a delicate one, took out the spirit sword in his arms, and sharpened it with water. The sound of grinding metal resounded through the open space, and it didn't gradually subside until the next morning.

The ear-piercing sound frightened the surrounding birds and beasts away, making the apes sleepless.

After sharpening the spirit sword, Fang Chang fetched bark and animal skin ropes, and also selected some high-quality rattans from the edge of the cliff for the first time.

The sword stem was wrapped with rattan, the scabbard was made of bark, and the strap was made of animal skin. Fang Chang tried it on his back, and it was very good.

For a man of immense strength like him, it weighed nothing.

From then on, I also have a Dao guardian weapon, and when the treatment is difficult and dangerous, I can break it with a single sword!

Fang Chang planned to take it with him for a while, whether it was practicing or hunting, or even wandering in the mountains, sleeping with his colleagues.

"It's really a good spirit sword, so, what name should I give you?"

Years. . . . .

It's 2020, I wish you all the best in the new year. . . .

Thanks to the dogs and book friends 20180804095441337 of Chi Chi and others for the reward.