Shaking his head with regret, the old man also felt a sense of satisfaction in his eyes. This kind of forging artistic conception can only be encountered but cannot be sought. It will not only greatly increase the success rate of this forging, but also greatly benefit 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’s a steel needle. As the saying goes, steel can be made by being refined a hundred times. This embroidery needle has not been refined a hundred times, but has been refined a hundred thousand times. If it cannot be called steel, there will 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 bent and was full of toughness.
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 walked over and took the steel needle in Zhang Yifeng's hand. She saw that the steel needle was shining with a strange brilliance. It was no longer the silver light of ordinary steel, but shone with a faint blue light. It was contained by Zhang Yifeng.
The hammer of Blue Moon Fire has been hammered thousands of times, and the steel needle also contains 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 little by little. This feeling was 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 be unable 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 brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes. This was the first piece of work forged by Zhang Yifeng, and it was given to her. Does this mean that she has already occupied a certain weight in Zhang Yifeng's heart?
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"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. He could understand how Zhang Yifeng felt now. The first time, he was so tired that he just fell asleep on the ground.
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"Um."
Nan Xin nodded and helped Zhang Yifeng into the guest room.
"This boy is indeed a forging wizard. He entered the realm of forging for the first time. His future is limitless."
After Nan Xin left, Mr. Fu nodded approvingly, and his heart was filled with relief. Finally, he no longer had to carry his skills 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! But Zhang Yifeng only slept for three hours.
"Little baby, is your body made of iron? How can you withstand such 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.
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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."
The rich man spoke again, turned around and entered a room. When he came out again, the rich man 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 several thousand 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 these 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 tripod.
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 of the 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, according 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 know about forging, and naturally they didn't study much about forging furnaces.
The rich old man's withered palm gently touched the black iron knot, 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 puzzled.
"Yes, this forging furnace is made of a piece of black iron that is 100,000 years old and can withstand high temperatures of hundreds of thousands of degrees. In addition, do you know why it is called the Black Iron Sacred 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!"
When Zhang Yifeng heard the word "sacred weapon", his body kept trembling.
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 doesn't know if the holy weapon the old man mentioned is the holy weapon of Lingyue Continent. If so, the origin of this stove is very important and it is definitely extraordinary!