Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

He shook his head regretfully, and there was a sense of satisfaction in the old man's eyes. This kind of forging artistic conception can be encountered but cannot be sought. Not only will it greatly increase the success rate of this forging, but it will also be greatly beneficial to the improvement of forging skills.

Zhang Yifeng was able to enter this state for the first time, what else could he be dissatisfied with!

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Zhang Yifeng's forging lasted for a full day and night. In the early morning of the next day, when the golden rooster crowed, Zhang Yifeng slowly stopped the hammer in his hand and looked at the one-inch-long hammer in front of him with satisfaction, not much thicker than a hair. steel needle.

Yes, it is a steel needle. As the saying goes, steel can be made by a hundred times. This embroidery needle has not been refined a hundred times, but has been refined a hundred thousand times. If this couldn't be called steel, there would be no steel in the world.

The only difference from an embroidery needle is that there is no hole for threading on this steel needle.

Zhang Yifeng put away the flame hammer, picked up the steel needle, placed it on the tip of his thumb and index finger, and pressed it hard. The steel needle was bent and full of flexibility.

This steel needle has not undergone any processing and was directly forged by a forging hammer. It is simply the best of the best. It can easily shoot through ordinary steel plates without any damage.

Nan Xin also came over and took the steel needle from Zhang Yifeng's hand. I saw that this steel needle shone with a strange brilliance. It was no longer the silver light of ordinary steel, but shone with a faint blue light. Zhang Yifeng's hammer containing blue moon fire had been hammered thousands of times, and the steel needle also contained a trace of the power of blue moon fire.

"It's so beautiful." Nan Xin couldn't help but admire.

This steel needle was actually very ordinary, but Nan Xin watched it transform from a huge iron rod into a steel needle bit by bit. This feeling is almost the same as giving birth to a child.

In fact, with Zhang Yifeng's current hammering technique, it was impossible to make it fine enough to forge embroidery needles, but he entered that magical forging state and succeeded naturally.

If he were asked to forge it again, he would not be able to forge it again.

Seeing the look in Nan Xin's eyes, Zhang Yifeng smiled and said, "Do you like it?"

Nan Xin nodded.

"Then I'll give it to you."

Nan Xin suddenly raised her head, an incredible light flashed in her beautiful eyes. This was the first work Zhang Yifeng forged, and he actually gave it to her. Does this mean that she already occupies a weight in Zhang Yifeng's heart?

"What? You don't want it?" Zhang Yifeng spoke again, but he didn't think too much.

"Yes!" Nan Xin held the needle tightly in her palm, fearing that Zhang Yifeng would snatch it away.

"I'm so tired, I want to take a nap."

Continuously performing the meteor hammer technique day and night has long since exhausted Zhang Yifeng. If it were not for witnessing the birth of this steel needle, Zhang Yifeng would have given up long ago.

"Take him into the house and sleep for a while first. He is indeed very tired now." The old man's voice also came, and he could understand how Zhang Yifeng felt now. The first time, he was so tired that he fell asleep on the ground.

"Um."

Nan Xin nodded and helped Zhang Yifeng into the guest room.

"This boy is indeed a forging prodigy. He entered the realm of forging for the first time. His future is limitless."

After Nan Xin left, Mr. Fu nodded approvingly, his heart filled with relief. Finally, he no longer has to carry his abilities into the coffin.

Zhang Yifeng didn't sleep for long. He woke up three hours later. When he stood in front of the old man again, the old man still couldn't believe it.

When he forged for the first time, he slept for three days and three nights! Zhang Yifeng only slept for three hours.

"Little baby, is your body made of iron? How can you withstand so much torture?" The old man was amazed, then he shook his head and said, "Since you woke up, I will teach you the complete forging technique now. !”

At this moment, a look of expectation flashed in the old man's eyes.

Zhang Yifeng also caught the old man's expression, but he thought that the old man was eager to teach him this skill and didn't think much about anything else.

"Wait for me here for a while."

Mr. Fu spoke again, turned around and entered a room. When he came out again, Mr. Fu was holding a big bag.

Opening the bag, it turned out to be a bag of charcoal.

"This is fine black charcoal. After blowing, the temperature can reach thousands of degrees." The old man said.

Zhang Yifeng was slightly surprised that there was actually black charcoal on the earth! This thing is a rare forging material in Lingyue Continent.

"Take this black charcoal and follow me to the backyard."

"Backyard?" Zhang Yifeng said with some confusion, "Old man, what are you doing in the backyard? Isn't the forging furnace here?"

The rich old man said disdainfully: "These are ordinary goods. If my old man wants to teach his disciples, of course he must use the best forging furnace."

With that said, Mr. Fu took Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin to the backyard.

The backyard is not big, but it looks very small. There is nothing in the whole yard, only a dark thing that looks like a big cauldron.

The old man patted the cauldron twice and said, "This is my treasure."

"It? The best forge?"

Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin were both surprised.

The sales of this black thing are worse than those forging furnaces in the yard, and the dust is almost a foot thick. If it weren't for the forging platform linked together next to it, no one would even recognize it. A forge.

At this time, listening to the old man's tone, this is still the best forging furnace!

Seemingly noticing the disdain in Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin's eyes, Mr. Fu said sternly: "Don't underestimate this forging furnace. When you hear its name, you won't underestimate it."

After listening to Mr. Fu's words, Zhang Yifeng Nanxin's eyes couldn't help but fall on the black iron lump. They didn't understand forging, and naturally they didn't have much research on the forging furnace.

The rich old man's withered palms gently touched the black iron knots, and he said in a tone full of vicissitudes of life: "This furnace is called the Black Iron Sacred Furnace!"

"Black Iron Sacred Furnace?"

Zhang Yifeng and Nan Xin both looked confused.

"Yes, this forging furnace is made of a piece of black iron that is 100,000 years old. It can withstand high temperatures of hundreds of thousands of degrees. In addition, do you know why it is called the Black Iron Holy Furnace? Because the ancestor left a last word, saying this The furnace has forged holy weapons. I don’t know what level the holy weapons are, but they are definitely better than the best weapons!”

"Holy weapon!"

Zhang Yifeng's body kept trembling when he heard the word "sacred weapon".

The holy weapon is in Lingyue Continent. It is the most peak existence. If the immortal weapon cannot be released, the holy weapon is invincible!

Zhang Yifeng didn't know if the holy weapon the old man mentioned was the holy weapon of Lingyue Continent. If so, the origin of this stove is very important and absolutely extraordinary!