Earth Dragon exerts force on its four claws and ejects.
The wind rushed into my ears, completely blowing away the cold air in the cave.
Half an hour later.
Volcanic rock zone.
Shen Wanchui's Forge The door was wide open, and the old man was standing at the door, pacing back and forth, holding a rag in his hand and rubbing it repeatedly.
Seeing the shadow of Earth Dragon pressing down from the sky, he stopped in his tracks.
"Back?"
Lin Feng jumped off the dragon's back and walked to Shen Wanchui.
No nonsense.
He took out the Spirit Pattern bottle from Storage Ring and handed it over.
Shen Wanchui took it with both hands.
The white frost on the wall of the bottle made his fingers numb, but he didn't notice it.
He raised the bottle to his eyes and glanced at the blue liquid inside through the translucent bottle wall.
Breathing stopped.
"It's really Mystic Nether Cold Iron Water!!!"
The old man's throat choked up.
"That's enough."
He held the bottle, turned around and rushed into Forge.
After running for two steps, he stopped and looked back at Lin Feng.
"What are you standing there for? Come in!"
Lin Feng followed in.
In Forge, the new gun that has been forged is almost suspended above the anvil.
The dark golden gun body exudes a faint light, and the dragon shape Array Pattern flows on the gun body.
The moment he saw the gun, Lin Feng's blood jumped.
Shen Wanchui is already preparing for the quenching step.
He fixed the Spirit Pattern bottle on a special shelf, with the mouth of the bottle pointed at a narrow stone groove below.
The shape of the stone groove fits perfectly with the gun body.
"Quenching only has one chance."
Shen Wanchui's voice restored the composure that a blacksmith should have.
"The moment Mystic Nether Cold Iron Water touches the gun body, the star dragon's violent energy inside will violently counterattack. You use your mental power to suppress it, and I will be responsible for guiding the penetration path of the cold iron water."
"Understood."
Shen Wanchui took a deep breath and placed his fingers on the seal of the Spirit Pattern bottle.
"Ready?"
Lin Feng's mental power spread out, covering the entire spear.
The sixth-grade telekinesis seeped into the inside of the gun body, closely following those restless energy lines.
"Okay."
Shen Wanchui Unscrew the bottle mouth.
The faint blue liquid poured down and poured into the stone trough.
The new gun slowly fell into it.
The moment of contact.
Buzz!
The whole Forge was shaken.
The dragon-shaped Array Pattern on the gun body all lit up, and a dark golden light shot into the sky.
The star dragon's violent energy sealed inside the gun surged wildly, as if it was about to explode the entire gun from the inside.
Lin Feng's mental power was suddenly suppressed.
The sixth-grade telekinesis turned into countless threads, drilling into every Array Pattern node of the gun body, tightly locking those rampant energy circuits.
The gun trembled crazily in his hand.
The temperature is changing suddenly.
A layer of frost formed on the surface of the gun body, but it was still heating up inside.
Ice and fire mixed together, and the light of Array Pattern flickered on and off.
Shen Wanchui was observing the penetration progress of the cold iron liquid from the side, and used a special probe to adjust the flow direction of the liquid from time to time.
Ten seconds.
Thirty seconds.
One minute.
The trembling of the gun body gradually subsided.
Array Pattern's light returned from being bright to a steady flow.
The two colors of dark gold and dark blue are intertwined on the gun body, forming a strange pattern.
Frost fell off the gun.
The entire gun lay quietly in the stone trough, emitting a faint light.
Shen Wanchui put down the probe, put his hands on the edge of the stone trough, and brought his head close to him to look at it again and again.
Then he straightened up and let out a long breath.
"It's done."
Lin Feng reached out and took out the gun from the stone trough.
The moment I took it, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling came from my palm.
It feels familiar because the proportions and grip of the gun body are almost the same as those of the original Dragon Blood Red Gold Spear.
It's strange because the power contained in this gun is many times stronger than the previous one.
The tip of the gun points forward.
White-gold flames spontaneously burst out from the tip of the gun and swayed twice in the air.
The color of the flame was more than one level darker than the previous red gold.
System Panel prompt pops up.
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the SSS-Rank weapon: Star Dragon World-Extinguishing Spear]
[Star Dragon World-Extinguishing Spear: With Star Dragon Bone Essence as the core, dragon blood iron as the veins, and red gold as the surface. Precision cast by ninety-nine thousand eight hundred and ten hammers, and tempered by Mystic Nether Cold Iron Water.]
[Passive effect one: Star Dragon Flame--The gun body comes with Platinum Dragon Flame, and the burning effect ignores the body protection Gale Qi.]
[Passive Effect 2: Dragon Soul Resonance--The qi and blood of the gun holder resonates with the remnant soul of the star dragon sealed in the gun, and the speed of qi and blood recovery increases by 50% during combat.]
[Passive effect three: World-Extinguishing Strike--After charging for three seconds, it can release a full-force attack that exceeds the user's current level. Cooling time: twenty-four hours.]
Lin Feng turned off the panel.
With a turn of the wrist, gun flowers blossomed between the fingers.
The platinum flame drew an arc, burning the air within two meters in front of him and distorting it.
Shen Wanchui looked at it with his eyes wide open.
"Nice gun."
Lin Feng Take the gun back Storage Ring.
"More than a good gun!"
Shen Wanchui slapped his hand on the thigh, "This is a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation! I, Shen Family, am the pinnacle of five generations! Do you know how much this thing is worth when taken out? I can't find a second shot in the whole dragon Capital City..."
"Okay, okay."
Seeing Shen Wanchui chattering incessantly, Lin Feng interrupted him, took out a handful of Spirit Stone from Storage Ring and threw it on the workbench. "Forging fee."
Shen Wanchui glanced at the number of S-Rank Spirit Stone and opened his mouth.
At least five thousand yuan.
"I said no money..."
"Then take this as a thank you gift. I'll have something to cast in the future, so I'll look for you."
Shen Wanchui was stunned for a moment, then grinned.
"Come anytime!"
Lin Feng came out of Forge, and turned over to Earth Dragon.
The wind from the wilderness blew over, bringing with it the unique heat of volcanic rocks.
He took out the Hidden Cultivation Society token from Storage Ring and turned it over.
The coordinates are clearly engraved on it.
Northwest Branch.
Lin Feng took the token back and patted Earth Dragon's neck.
"Go back to the inn."
Earth Dragon's four claws crushed the rock beneath his feet, and his body was ejected.
No rush.
The gun is forged and the realm is stable.
Hidden Cultivation Society Northwest Branch, sooner or later he will knock on the door.
But before that, there's one more thing to do.
He took the communicator out of his pocket and dialed the encrypted channel.
"Elder Zhou."
"I'm here."
"Qian Weiguo only said one sentence before he died. Hidden Cultivation Society was not the only one in Northwest Military Region. Who he was specifically was silenced before he could say who he was."
There was silence on the other end of the communicator for two seconds.
"Where's the token?"
"In my hand. The coordinates of Northwest Branch."
There was another two seconds of silence.
"When do you plan to go?"
Lin Feng turned the token over between his fingers.
"Three days later."
"Waiting for your news."
The communicator hangs up.
Three days.
It was enough for him to arrange the remaining Martial Path Points clearly, enough for Fierce Vulture and Iron Rhinoceros to continue AFK to save resources, and enough for Elder Zhou to check the remaining lines.
Three days later.
He will take this new gun to visit Northwest Branch in Hidden Cultivation Society.
Earth Dragon's speed reached its limit, and the wasteland scenery quickly retreated on both sides.
Lin Feng Close your eyes and sink into System Panel.
[Current Martial Path Points:7,230,000]
The idle output of Fierce Vulture and Iron Rhinoceros has continued to accumulate in the past few days.
7.23 million.
It's almost meaningless.
But after three days, it's hard to say whether it will be enough.
He closed the panel and leaned on the dragon's back.
The wind blew past my ears.
In Storage Ring, the token with the coordinates of Hidden Cultivation Society was lying quietly.
On the back of the token, there was a drop of the cloaked man's blood.