He looked at Lin Qingfan and saw him sitting cross-legged in the corner. Old Zhu stopped talking. Then, he bounced his fingers and the dragon flame gun in Lin Qingfan's hand floated up from his hand and slowly floated towards him.
Then, he saw his fingers crossing and changing rapidly. A complicated handprint condensed. As the handprint was complete, the space in front of him suddenly appeared, and a black fireball as big as a baby's fist appeared. The hot temperature instantly filled the entire secret room.
"Soul Fire!"
Looking at the black flames floating in front of Old Zhu, which almost burned the space, Lin Qingfan's eyes flashed with envy.
He understood that this kind of flame is the ultimate flame pursued by all craftsmen. Of course, there are nine divine fires above the soul fire, but this kind of flame is hard to come by, so the soul fire has become the ultimate fire pursued by craftsmen.
For craftsmen, flame is equivalent to the tool that chefs cook. The better the tool, the more delicious the food they make. By the same token, the stronger the flame they master, the higher the level of the magic weapon they refined.
At the same time, the destructive power of the flame masters mastered is also quite terrifying.
Not long ago, Lin Qingfan saw the scene of the riot of the source of Earth Fire in the Burning Tower with his own eyes, and Earth Fire can only be regarded as the second-last in the flame ranking.
The craftsmen divided the flames from low to high, in order: ordinary fire, earth fire, true fire, heart fire, and soul fire.
And above the soul fire, there are the legendary nine divine fires.
The first three types of flames can be defended with magic shields. However, once they face the Heart Fire, even the Dragon Transformation Cultivator dare not be negligent at all. The magic power cannot be defended at all. The Heart Fire is completely derived from the power of spiritual consciousness. This kind of flame is tangible and unrelated, and is quite difficult to deal with. The higher level soul fire is even more terrifying. Even the space can be burned to distort. Those ordinary monks will probably die if they are touched.
As for how powerful the nine divine fires in the legend are, there seems to be no definite examples. Rumors are that this kind of flame can destroy the world and is a flame that humans cannot control.
It is said that only those who have mastered this kind of flame can become the craftsman god. Only those who are recognized by heaven and earth can enter.
In an instant, a lot of information flashed through Lin Qingfan's mind. Then, he shook his head and ran away all the distracting thoughts, carefully watching the technique of Mr. Zhu.
After summoning the soul fire, Old Zhu's face slowly became solemn. He waved his sleeves and the black soul fire slowly spread and wrapped the Dragon Flame Gun in.
"Squeak!"
As the soul fire surged, the dragon flame gun suddenly trembled violently. The runes covered with their bodies seemed to be stimulated by the soul fire, and actually emitted faint lights.
In this case, Old Zhu's face remained unchanged. When his expression moved, the piles of metal materials in front of him slowly floated up under the power of his spiritual consciousness.
"laugh!"
Under the burning of the soul fire, the hard metal material gradually melted at a slow speed. This control force also consumes even the power, and it is also a control of the power of the spiritual consciousness.
If the control is not enough, these materials will be evaporated by the temperature of the soul fire in an instant.
Therefore, this process also requires considerable experience.
As the soul fire was burned, some gray-black impurities dripped down from it and fell on the floor, corroding tiny holes.
Lin Qingfan sat quietly cross-legged in the hall, looking at Zhu Lao's every move without blinking. As a craftsman who had just started, he could feel that while tempering the metal material, the latter's spiritual power also turned into thousands of threads and poured into countless subtle structures. This is an extremely complex life, and only a strong man with even power can achieve such a meticulous control.
Under Lin Qingfan's gaze, the unknown metal material was completely turned into a ball of viscous metal liquid after three hours.
After the tempering was completed, Zhu Lao's dry fingers lightly, and the liquid was poured into the Dragon Flame Gun very evenly after the tempering.
"Swish!"
As these dark golden liquids were applied, the Dragon Flame Gun trembled more and more intensely. Under the control of Zhu Lao's powerful spiritual power, the liquids penetrated into the tiny cracks on the gun's body and then merged into it, making the color of the spear gradually more luster. In a vague way, the gun body seemed to become more slender.
After completing this step, Mr. Zhu began to temper other materials. Lin Qingfan did not show any boredom for these repetitive actions. He looked intently. He was like a student, and he would put any subtle actions into his mind.
In the process of tempering these materials, some are single tempered, while others are multiple, mixed together and tempered.
After discovering this, Lin Qingfan looked carefully at the materials mixed in everything. Although these materials are different in nature, their properties are the same.
And this mixing saves a lot of time, but the requirements for subtle control are even higher.
This continuous tempering material lasted for nearly an hour, and Lin Qingfan had not closed his eyes halfway during this period. His cultivation reached his level. Even if he didn't sleep for ten days, it was nothing. His strong body was enough to cope with the fatigue in the eyes of these ordinary people.
When the time reached midnight, the last piece of material was melted into liquid and adhered to the Dragon Flame Gun.
The color of the Dragon Flame Gun at this time seemed a bit colorful, which was very different from the original paint black. Each part had some different colors.
"call!"
After tempering the last material, Zhu Lao was relieved, looked at Lin Qingfan and said lightly: "The previous steps were the simplest tempering, I believe you can understand it. Compared with ordinary craftsmen, the difference is in subtle control.
With the integration of those materials, the Dragon Flame Gun has basically been repaired. Now, the inner alchemy of the Thunder Beast's monster is to be fused. If it is successful, then the gun will go further than before. However, this improvement is also risky. If the fusion fails, the quality will probably decrease a little."
Hearing this, Lin Qingfan's heart suddenly became tense. He believed in Mr. Zhu's judgment, so he did not stop him from upgrading the Dragon Flame Spear.
Seeing Lin Qingfan agreeing, Old Zhu nodded and bounced his fingers. The inner elixir of the monster that had been lying quietly on the ground flew up, a blue-blue sphere as big as an adult's fist.
Electric arcs can be seen flowing around the sphere. This was the thunder beast that was killed by Lin Qingfan that day. After it was killed, it collected this well-preserved inner alchemy.
After the inner alchemy flew in front of him, Mr. Zhu did not melt it immediately. Instead, he tempered some of the remaining materials first, and then wrapped the inner alchemy with the tempered metal liquid, and finally tempered them together!
When tempering the inner alchemy, a more powerful spiritual power than before surged out. With the cooperation of soul fire and powerful spiritual power, the inner alchemy gradually turned into a blue liquid, mixed with the colors of other metals, and became colorful.
"Boom boom!"
A wave of heat spreads in the hall. This heat wave is very strange. It doesn't feel too hot, but it makes people feel like they are in a stove.
A divine power surged out of Lin Qingfan's mud consciousness, wrapping his body all over. The strange heat wave dissipated invisible. His eyes stared at the Dragon Flame Gun wrapped in the soul fire. He knew that now was the most critical moment.
"Squeak!"
Facing the soul fire that suddenly became much more fierce, the dragon flame gun only seeped out a trace of blue smoke, and the many liquids adhered to the surface of the spear also boiled. Under the pressure of the soul fire, it continued to erode into the inside of the gun.
“Buzz!”
As these metal liquids invaded the gun body, the balance seemed to be broken, and Qiang's body shook wildly, and a buzzing sound came from it. A series of dazzling lights also shot out from the tip of the gun. The sharp luster shot towards the hall, and the luster was filled with powerful destructive power.
"snort!"
Feeling the resistance of the instrument spirit, Old Zhu also snorted coldly, and a stronger power of spiritual consciousness surged out, forming a huge hand, tightly fixing the Dragon Flame Gun in the air.
The Dragon Flame Gun, which was fighting desperately, was also struggling constantly, making a buzzing sound, like a creature begging for mercy.
"Get me in fusion!"
Old Zhu's eyes were solemn, and then his big hand suddenly grabbed the void, and the soul fire wrapped in the dragon flame gun shrank fiercely.
"laugh!"
As the soul fire was compressed violently, the metal liquid scattered around the gun body was directly pressed into the gun body. Suddenly, the dazzling luster burst out from the inside of the upper dragon flame gun. The invisible big hand was penetrated and the dragon flame gun suddenly broke free.
"Hmph, I want to run!"
Seeing this scene, a look of surprise flashed in Old Zhu's eyes. Then, his expression darkened, and a black hand that turned completely with soul fire directly grabbed it.
It seemed that feeling the terror of the soul fire, the struggling dragon flame gun instantly became quiet after being caught by the black big hand.
Lin Qingfan looked at the Dragon Flame Gun in Old Zhu's hand nervously. He could vaguely see that in the surging light, the shape of the Dragon Flame Gun seemed to have undergone subtle changes, and the sharp smell was getting stronger and stronger.
“Buzz!”
A rapid buzzing sound continued to come from the Dragon Flame Gun. Later, the buzzing sound seemed to gradually evolve into an extremely low dragon roar.
The sound quietly echoed in the secret room, but it made Lin Qingfan and Zhu Lao's faces change at the same time. The former was a surprise, while the latter was a shocking look. It was obviously unexpected that this gun could actually make the legendary sound of a divine beast.
"Sister!"
While Zhu Lao was shocked, the strong light suddenly flourished on the Dragon Flame Gun, and it actually contained a trace of thunder and lightning.
“Evolution successful!”
Old Zhu was delighted and said excitedly.
After hearing this, Lin Qingfan, who was standing aside, instantly changed to joy. His eyes flashed with golden light, staring at the Dragon Flame Gun floating in the air.
"Hurry, while the weapon spirit is weak, you should quickly explore a magical power and refine it according to the refining method I taught you before!" Old Zhu hurriedly waved his hand and pointed at Lin Qingfan's gun gesture with the dazzling light.