The Nine Godheads

Returning to the secret room, Hong Xiaobao took the time to settle the Tibetan Mastiff, the cloud roots and the Leiyin pool water. After that, the old man told him: "If you want to do something good, you must first sharpen it. Let the old man look at the old man first. If there are any problems with the weapons, it is better to prescribe the right medicine."

"it is good."

Hong Xiaobao looked inside the Qiankun bag and found that there was nothing else, so he flipped it over.

Suddenly, with a burst of noise, the 18 weapons fell to the ground, carefully counted, there are actually more than twenty or thirty.

"Oh... I didn't pay attention to the fact that I had so much at that time." Hong Xiaobao snorted.

At that time, the situation was urgent. The town palace animal of Yueshen Palace had already awakened. The entire palace began to collapse. So he saw the weapon and then stuffed it into the Qiankun bag. He didn’t look at it carefully. Later, he even gave it to him. forget. At this time, I looked up and it was a little unexpected surprise.

Yin Laotou was silent for a while, facing the pile of weapons, and suddenly nodded: "Alright, it used to be a mysterious order, and the foundation is good."

"Xuan, Xuanjie?" Hong Xiaobao's voice was a little trembling.

At the contest, Ye Jinning relied on a set of sinister equipment to kill the four sides of the scene so far, and the pile of weapons that he himself smashed, are actually mysterious?

This surprise is a bit too big!

"Breaking!"

Yin old man tilted him a look: "The old man said that before, did you not hear it?" Before Hong Xiaobao reacted, he pointed at the pile of weapons for a while: "This, this, this..."

Then, with a wave of hands, half of them are drawn directly:

"...There has been a loss of aura, it is completely abolished, and it will be directly used as scrap iron. And the rest of it, it is impossible to restore the original power, but erase the traces of the Luna Palace. If you re-forge it, you can sell at least three or five thousand. If it is an auction, when the market is good, the price is estimated to rise."

"Good! Good drop is very embarrassing!" Hong Xiaobao opened his eyes and smiled.

It makes sense, even if he doesn't have much research on weapons, he can see that these weapons are something that looks "beautiful".

They are placed in the Luna Palace, and after many years, they have already been eroded by the years to lose their original power.

Among them, the most well-preserved, but also the best, the big Ding Ding... Cough, is a double-repaired big knife, has been placed in the Baibing auction house, let the guy in He Yinlou take it.

And the rest of this, frankly, is an empty shell.

But even if it is an empty shell, it is also an empty shell of the mysterious weapon! Do not say anything else, the material itself is better than the yellow level, but they can't be preserved for so long.

Anyway...

Even if half of the waste, the remaining half is the lowest price of three thousand Lingjing, there are nearly four or five thousand income!

If there are one or two higher levels of recovery, and then hit a local buyer like He Yinlou, then it is not impossible to shoot 10,000 Lingjing.

Hong Xiaobao wants to be more happy.

It seems that the old man is really right, the weapon is indeed the most profitable thing!

Then Yin old man said: "There is no shortage of materials for this batch of waste, but it is a matter of course. Now almost the black iron...has it!" Suddenly raised his hand and pointed a big hammer on the ground, "just Remove it from your favorite place."

Hong Xiaobao looked at his fingertips, and it was a mysterious iron wrapper that he couldn’t put down his hand on the day.

What is my favorite, the old man, you talk to me!

If it wasn't for the time, the old man thought that this thing was a solid black iron sledgehammer. Do you think the old man would look at it and see it? Oh, it’s like who hasn’t had a sword in his heart...

However, he did not entangle this small problem, just asked: "What else do you need to prepare?"

"Go and buy some cold stones, useful when quenching." Yin old man.

"okay!"

Han Xiaoshi Hong Xiaobao knows that it is a kind of expensive material used in refining equipment. It is a small piece of a fist, so it is full of hundreds of spirits. It has always been the favorite of some high-ranking refiners, generally low-order. The refiner can't bear to use this stuff.

However, although it is expensive, it is worth the money.

Usually, it seems that the chilly stone is a very plain stone, about the size of a fist, there is not much surprise. However, once it is put into the water, it will absorb a lot of hot air, so that the water temperature will drop directly below the freezing point. The big piece of the fist is enough to make the high water tanks all turn into ice water, which is quite amazing.

The most amazing thing is that although the temperature is below zero, it does not freeze. It is most suitable for quenching.

Just happened to rob the Zhuang Bi last night and harvested the change of five hundred Lingjing, so Hong Xiaobao directly closed the gate and went to the refining area to purchase it.

After most of the time, he came back with a burlap bag, which contained all the cold stones. The store looked at the large amount of purchases, bought five get one free, a total of six.

Thinking of Chen Yu, they went out the way, no one looked at it, so once again the door was closed, the store was opened, and the whole world was quiet.

"Open and open!"

"go."

Hong Xiaobao was full of enthusiasm, and the Yin Lao Mo was also a resolute master. So he said nothing, and the two went directly to the casting table in the backyard.

I have to say that as the oldest qualification of the city of Daxie, the thousand soldiers auction house... Well, it should be called Baoyunxuan now... Although the various supporting facilities are outdated, the specifications are absolutely first-class, nowadays Renovated, there is a feeling of rejuvenation.

It’s just a bellows, and it’s a lot more than the windbox used by Hong Xiaobao’s Da Li Shenbing in the blue moon – it’s own gear.

"咔嚓" shakes, this is a file, one pull and one push, the raging wind!

"咔嚓" shakes again, it becomes the second gear, and then pulls and pushes again... Well, this is a strong wind.

So this...

From the finest simmering fire to the highest temperature green fire, it is divided into seven stalls, which are quite fine.

But there is no use for eggs.

Because of these functions, Yin Lao Mo and Hong Xiao Bao will not look at it.

I saw Yin Laomo do not look at the bellows, directly with a big hand: "Upper fire! Oh... first stack a layer of 10 to try out the effect..."

After the ten layers of the array of fires were superimposed, the sound of the flame in the furnace became a cyan.

Yin Laomo only observed for three seconds and came to the conclusion: "Not enough, add another layer."

Add another layer to the tenth floor, the flame is still blue, Hong Xiaobao did not see any doorway, but Yin Laomo was satisfied with nod. "Almost... Then, first melt the waste into molten iron..."

He’s okay, let’s go, and Hong Xiaobao’s words are all in one.

With the experience of forging the black iron pot, Hong Xiaobao is also known as the new one, and the progress is called a fast! Even pointing, but also through the direct communication of consciousness, do not need to move.

When the waste was completely melted into molten iron, Ying Lao Mou let Hong Xiaobao lower the three-layered fire array and reduce the flame to white, which allowed him to put a big knife on it and burn it red.

When the flame burned, the big knife quickly became red.

At this time, Hong Xiaobao was familiar with the road and touched the big hammer resting on the edge of the stove. He was about to hammer it down. Yin Laomo suddenly said: "This hammer can't be done, change the hammer."

"Wu, Wujin hammer?" Hong Xiaobao stunned.

Wujin Hammer is the gift that the future father-in-law Yun Shengxuan gave to himself. Now he is actually used to hit the iron? If he is known to the elderly, will he hang himself up for ten days and ten nights? !

However, since the Yin Lao Mo is out, it naturally has his reasons. Besides, the future father-in-law is still far away from the blue moon, and certainly will not know it. So Hong Xiaobao did not say anything, but the "oh" should be heard. Then, the ramstered back room touched the purple gold hammer, and then began to hammer hard.

Duang's one!

Gold and iron are mixed and deafening.

Yin Lao Mo nodded: "The power is enough, but the aura is still almost..."

So Hong Xiaobao silently entered a 20% aura.

Then, after a while, Yin Laomo suddenly opened up: "It's not enough! More, more!! Are you kidnapped or dripping? Soft, are you chasing a dog or a chicken?" Ding points to strength and learn what to forge?! Directly input 10% spiritual power!"

"Ten, 10%?!" Hong Xiaobao was shocked, and almost even Wujin hammer could not hold.

You must know that the more the aura, the heavier the Wujin hammer. With the urging of the Yin old devil, he has already used the Qicheng aura. At this time, the Wujin hammer is not worth three or four thousand pounds. If you use ten percent, then you still have it?

Even if the hammer is compromised, the knife will be able to withstand it, and the forging station will be able to withstand it, but your own hands can't stand it!

Hong Xiaobao could not help but scream: "Old man, are you playing me?"

"Who is playing with you? Hurry and drop, ten layers of aura, go all out!" Yin old man looked serious.

Hong Xiaobao: 0_0

Are you serious?

"Hurry and drop! Lingjing still wants it? Do you want to steal the Tiandan? Do you want to save your little fiancee?" Yin Laomen rushed.

Oh, it seems to be serious...

Fine!

For the sake of children!

Ten achievements are ten percent, you have a broken hammer... Oh, no, you have a broken knife... Not right... Forget it, no matter what, the old man will fight with you!

As soon as he thought of the clouds, Hong Xiaobao slammed his teeth and launched a slap in the face. Regardless of the three seven twenty-one, it was a slashing hammer with a ten-pronged aura.

The trick is not to mention anything, at least the strength is big enough.

Ten percent aura, it seems to have touched the upper limit of the Wujin hammer, each hammer is stable at about six kilograms, and the entire forging workshop has shook a little, and like the earthquake, the loud noise is more endless.

Yin old devil looked at a long while, secretly nodded: Well, okay, it seems that this kid is not lazy.

But in the mouth, he is still groaning: "Tricks! Skills know? No, the old man taught you the forging skills, did your kid take the dog?"

Remember, the force should be even, so that every shot falls on the node, so that the iron is evenly distributed, and you must not do it alone..."

wrong! Again!

If you know the weight, do you know? Do you know if you are free? With a full blow, but the hammer is not a piece of tofu, it is called weightlifting. Gently hammer, but can burst out in a flash, it is called free!

This is a very advanced technique.

But you see you!

Isn’t your kid full of muscles in his mind, will he only use brute force?

What about the blast?

What about you? ”

All used to the old man!

Pick it up!

Just like hitting iron!

Combine your strength, aura, hammering, vigorously, and so on, all in one!

- Wrong, come back! ”

Only the small screams heard by Hong Xiaobao alone, the shops in the adjacent few are also buzzing.

You will be fooled during the day, is it finished? Please, this is the trading area. We still have to do business. Are you really a forging area? Believe it or not, I told you to disturb the people!

But in the snoring, but there are hidden countless horror: this force, this voice... In the end, hit the iron or piling?