Before it gets bright, Lin Feng's figure has already appeared at the door of Shen Family Forge.
The old man was already busy at the stove.
The black Earthcore Furnace was wide open, and the magma channel inside, guided by the formation, was dazzlingly bright.
On the furnace wall, the pointer of a Spirit Pattern dial is jumping up one grid after another.
Twenty thousand.
Twenty-five thousand.
Thirty thousand.
The pointer climbed slower and slower, and with each jump, the entire Forge trembled slightly.
"Thirty-six thousand degrees."
Shen Wanchui stared at the dial with uncontrollable excitement in his voice.
He was holding a special clamp in his hand, and his arms were shaking.
"We're here! Take your things out!"
Lin Feng No nonsense, with a thought, Storage Ring light flashed through.
The dark golden Star Dragon Bone Essence and the broken Dragon Blood Red Gold Spear appeared at the same time.
The crack on the gun barrel that runs through the whole body looks like an ugly scar under the light of the fire, which is particularly dazzling.
Shen Wanchui came over and picked up the pole Crimson Gold Spear, which was very heavy.
He looked over it twice, rubbing his fingers on the dragon's blood iron and red gold surface of the gun body.
"A good gun, made of dragon's blood and iron as its bones, red gold as its skin, and embedded with flames Array Pattern. It's a really good shot."
He clicked his tongue twice, with a hint of regret in his tone, "It's a pity that the core was cracked Array Pattern."
He stopped looking and threw the entire spear into the furnace with a flick of his arm.
"First melt the old gun and fuse it with Star Dragon Bone Essence."
"The new gun uses Star Dragon Bone Essence as the core, dragon blood essence and iron as the veins, and red gold as the surface. This is a true rebirth!"
Under the high temperature of 36,000 degrees, the solid Dragon Blood Red Gold Spear began to soften and melt almost instantly, turning into a ball of dark red metallic liquid.
Shen Wanchui's eyes widened, he used the huge clamp to pick up Star Dragon Bone Essence and put it steadily into the furnace.
Buzz--!
The moment Star Dragon Bone Essence came into contact with the metallic liquid, a sharp buzzing sound erupted from the depths of the furnace, and the entire Forge shook!
The violent energy collided fiercely in the furnace, and countless sparks flew out from the furnace mouth.
Shen Wanchui's hands are as steady as welded to the ground.
He controlled the clamps and turned the fused metal three times. Each turn stirred up huge energy fluctuations.
After confirming that the energy fields of the two materials had been initially stabilized, he shouted loudly, his arm muscles stiffened, and he hit the anvil in the center of Forge heavily!
"Start!"
He grabbed the forging hammer next to him and raised it high.
The first hammer fell.
Ding!
There was a clear sound of metal collision.
Every hammer blow of Shen Wanchui is filled with energy and blood accurate to the millimeter.
Regardless of the force, angle, or landing point, they are exactly the same as the parameters on the drawing.
Lin Feng stood next to it, Sixth-Grade Psychic Power was turned on at full power, and every drop of the weight of Shen Wanchui was recorded and analyzed.
A thousand hammers.
Two thousand hammers.
Five thousand hammers.
Shen Wanchui's speed has not slowed down at all, but large beads of sweat have begun to appear on his forehead.
The consumption of qi and blood is real and cannot be faked.
When the hammer count passed ten thousand, his breathing became obviously heavier.
After twenty thousand hammers, his hammer-swinging arm began to tremble very slightly.
Twenty-five thousand hammers made his chest rise and fall like a bellows.
"Thirty thousand hammers!"
When the 30,000th hammer fell, Shen Wanchui seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He shook his body and held on to hand the hammer to Lin Feng.
"It's your turn."
His face was pale, sweat was dripping down his face, and his arms hung limply by his side.
Just 30,000 hammers depleted most of the blood of this forging master.
Lin Feng reached out and took the forging hammer.
Very heavy to start with.
But this feeling is completely different from when I first picked up the practice hammer three days ago.
His mental power spread out instantly like a tide.
The inside of the metal blank is as clear as looking at the lines on the palm of one's mind.
The third thousand and one hammer.
fall.
Ding!
The crisp hammer sound sounded again, but the rhythm and timbre were completely different from those of Shen Wanchui.
The hammer sound of Shen Wanchui is steady but chaotic, while the hammer sound of Lin Feng has an absolute precision.
Shen Wanchui looked up suddenly, forgetting to start the measuring device he just took out.
The 3002nd hammer.
Ding!
He looked at Lin Feng's movements and opened his mouth slightly.
This...
How is this possible?
Thirty-five thousand hammers.
Forty thousand hammers.
Fifty thousand hammers.
The speed of Lin Feng is even several times faster than Shen Wanchui at its peak!
Under the control of his mental power, every drop of the hammer is the most perfect replica of the parameters of the drawing.
Under this flawless hammer blow, the metal blank on the anvil stretches and forms at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The outline of the gun gradually became clearer.
Sixty thousand hammers.
Seventy thousand hammers.
Lin Feng's mental energy consumption began to increase sharply.
Although the total amount of sixth-grade telekinesis was huge, maintaining this intensity of micro-manipulation for several hours in a row began to cause waves of needle-like tingling pain deep in his brain.
He gritted his teeth and his eyes did not waver at all.
Eighty thousand hammers.
Ninety thousand hammers!
At this moment, the gun body on the anvil has been fully formed!
On the dark golden gun barrel, dragon-shaped patterns as fine as scales appeared, which were more than ten times finer than the patterns on the original Crimson Gold Spear!
The shape of the spear tip also changed, becoming narrower and sharper, flashing with a heart-stopping cold light.
Ninety-nine thousand hammers!
Only the last eight hundred and ten hammers are left.
Shen Wanchui, who had been sitting paralyzed next to him, stood up at some point.
He dragged his weak body to Lin Feng, staring at the newly formed magic weapon with bright eyes.
"The last eight hundred and ten hammers are shaping hammers! They are also called formation hammers!"
His voice was hoarse, but full of power, "The impact point of each hammer must be precisely on the Array Pattern node of the gun body! I'll read the position, and you'll hit it!"
"Come." Lin Feng only replied with one word.
"The first mark, three points to the left of the tip of the spear!"
Ding!
"The second line is one centimeter to the right of the middle of the spine of the gun!"
Ding!
"The third pattern is the intersection point between the first dragon scale and the second dragon scale!"
Ding!
One hammer after another.
The hoarse ticking sound of Shen Wanchui and the precise hammering sound of Lin Feng intertwined and echoed throughout Forge.
Eight hundred hammers!
Eight hundred and five hammers!
"The 810th Hammer! Spear Tail Dragon Eyes!"
The last hammer, fall!
Boom!
A dull loud noise erupted from inside the gun body!
On the anvil, on the dark golden spear, all Array Pattern were lit up at the same time!
The dark golden light spread from the tip to the tail of the spear, and the entire spear let out a high-pitched dragon roar and actually levitated from the anvil on its own.
A wisp of platinum flame spontaneously burst out from the tip of the gun and swayed in the air.
It is no longer the red-gold flame of Dragon Blood Red Gold Spear, but Star Dragon Flame that has been fused with Star Dragon Bone Essence!
Plop.
Shen Wanchui couldn't hold it up anymore, his legs gave out and he sat down on the ground.
He raised his head and stared blankly at the spear that exuded terrifying pressure. Tears rolled down his old muddy eyes.
"It's done..."
"Shen Family's dream has come true!"
Lin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief and put down the hammer.
It's done.
But it's not over yet.
He looked at the gun body. Although the gun body was majestic, the violent spiritual energy inside it had not yet completely calmed down.
"There's still one last step left."
Shen Wanchui wiped his face and struggled to stand up, his voice trembling with excitement, "Quenching!"
"It is necessary to use an extremely cathode and extremely cold medium to neutralize the remaining star dragon violent energy inside it, so that Array Pattern can be completely stable!"
The note instantly appeared in Lin Feng's mind.
Mystic Nether Cold Iron Water.