Hey, Wang Meng, let’s see how you deal with the anger of a strong man in the realm of gods.
Hong Wenhai sipped tea and closed his eyes. At this time, he could hear the faint sound coming from the instrument room, like a blacksmith hammering.
Hong Wenhai couldn't help but frown. Although the word "forging" was used in the art of forging, once one reaches the realm of a master refiner, it is basically insulated from hammering, unless the forging is close to failure and needs to be remedied.
Only then do you have to hit the hammer, and this is a relatively low-level remedy. There are other more advanced remedies in high-level forging techniques.
Yan Dao couldn't help but show a hint of contempt on his face. He had been following Hong Wenhai for decades, and under the influence of Confucianism, Yan Dao was also very familiar with the art of forging.
The sound of iron, I immediately looked down on it, what kind of thing is it? How respected is the master of the weapon, and he actually wields a sledgehammer like a blacksmith?
The masters and grandmasters of the Haojing Association looked unnatural on their faces. The more they listened to this voice, the more certain they became that they were really wielding big guns...
Liu Yulong was optimistic about Pang Hong again, and now there was a hint of anger in his eyes. This Pang Hong, at this critical time when the Heavenly Master came to promote his juniors, he was actually accompanying Wang Meng to fool around. Originally, he had some expectations, maybe
, Wang Meng is really capable. Now that he heard the sound of swinging a sledgehammer, this idea was shattered.
Shao Liangkong and several other weapon-refining masters from the Haojing Association were also angry and embarrassed. This Pang Hong needed to be taught a lesson. If he was just messing around, they could treat it as a joke. He is a genius. You don't have the guts to call him a genius if he is not weird at all.
?But if something happens in front of Master Tianshi, it will bring disgrace to the Haojing Association. This is something that cannot be tolerated and forgiven.
Shao Liangkong walked up to Hong Wenhai at this time and said, "Master Hong Tianshi, do you think we have started forging? As for assistants, I recommend Nie Buyan and Wu Ye."
Hong Wentian waved his hand, "I told you there's no rush. This tea is good. Please refill it. It's tea tasting time."
"Light"
Here you can refill the water and enjoy tea, in the vessel room.
The sound of Ding Ding's armored drill swinging the sledgehammer became more and more intense.
Pang Hong was sweating profusely. He was a great master of weaponry. Now he was actually standing in front of a blacksmith, hammering a huge hammer weighing three hundred kilograms and hammering piece after piece of ordinary iron.
However, Pang Hong's face was not only devoid of any dissatisfaction, but on the contrary, it was solemn and bathed in the divine light, and he used his full strength every time he swung the hammer.
"Uncle! Thirty-seven yuan..."
"That's right, let's continue." Wang Meng flicked his fingers and performed a hand gesture. He saw the fine iron that Pang Hong had just hammered fly up. With another hand trick, the gold essence and mithril that had already been melted into juice was separated.
Threads of filaments flew towards the iron block, and in the blink of an eye, strange spiritual formation lines were engraved on it. These lines were not only engraved on the surface, but also penetrated into the inside of the iron block, forming a unique formation pattern.
"Uncle Master... thirty-eight yuan..."
Pang Hong was a little out of breath, tired, too tired, but...he seemed to have a strange understanding during this kind of hammering. For Pang Hong, this was too normal, as long as he followed Wang Meng, no matter what he was doing
, the benefits have never ceased.
Pang Hong was so ruthless that he started hammering the thirty-ninth piece of ordinary iron and iron essence without even taking a break.
Time passed little by little, and Pang Hong was doing exactly the work of a blacksmith, hammering, hammering, hammering... hammering non-stop.
Outside……
Hong Wendao has changed the tea leaves six times and refilled the water more than twenty times. However, he is not impatient at all and always maintains a faint smile on his face.
Yan Dao was obviously even more angry. The time they had waited for had already exceeded the normal time required for a master to forge a treasure. The other party was still hammering and listening to the ding-ding-dong-dong sound.
The sound of armor made his ears tingle, but the other party wasn't even tired of knocking it. If you have the ability, come up with a magical weapon, otherwise you have to let the other party understand the common sense of why blood is red.
At this time, in the instrument room, Pang Hong's eyes were a little crazy. Every time he hammered, his face showed a look of joy. The hammering at this time was no longer just hammering. Every time he hammered,
As soon as he hammered it down, Pang Hong could feel every trace of truth.
Pang Hong originally needed hundreds of hammers to knock out a piece of ordinary iron and iron essence, but at this time, it took three, four or five hammers to get a piece of iron essence to be formed.
Wang Meng glanced at Pang Hong. This boy's understanding was a bit beyond his imagination. Although there were factors that he deliberately exerted influence on, Pang Hong's understanding was indeed very fast.
Time passed by, and pieces of iron that Wang Meng had engraved with magic circles on with fine gold and mithril were put into the furnace. The inside of the furnace was like a bag of heaven and earth, containing a huge space magic circle, even if it was a large amount.
All forged materials can be easily accommodated.
At this time, moiré steel, moon steel stone, Zhiluo iron, Han Yu steel, and the same gold-forged materials were put into the furnace according to a certain proportion and combined with the mysterious magic formula one after another.
The smelting stones that were continuously thrown into the smelting furnace were turned into ashes in an instant, and powerful energy was continuously injected into the pieces of mortal iron under a mysterious force.
At this time, Pang Hong looked into the Qiankun bag, but he was stunned for a moment. OK! The fine iron in the Thirty-Six Qiankun Bags was hammered into fine steel by him. In the past, he would never have been able to do it.
, but now I feel comfortable all over.
Wang Meng put the last piece of fine steel into the smelting furnace, displayed the magic technique in his hand, and sealed the last block to the furnace mouth. With a bang, Wang Meng burst out with a force of five elements cycle and pressed into the furnace, "Stone refining."
Pang Hong didn't say anything. He quickly grabbed the Qiankun bag containing a large amount of refining stones and frantically flew the refining stones into the refining furnace.
Boom boom boom, almost as soon as I put it in, the refining stone was burned out...
Pang Hong's eyes were full of eager brilliance. The power of refining the stone was finally absorbed by the forged treasure. The greater the consumption of refining the stone, the higher the grade of the forged treasure. After the forging is successful, the power will be greater.
Not vulgar.
At this time, outside, Liu Yulong stood in front of Hong Wenhai and said: "Master Tianshi, this kid Pang Hong is most likely to be fooling around. He has really let down your respect. Your time is precious and is not as valuable as yours."
Let’s take a rest first. When this kid comes out, I will definitely hold his ears to apologize to Master Tianshi.”
"I'll be forgiven if I apologize. It doesn't matter. I heard that the diamond armor was banging hard inside, and I also got some new ideas. Go and prepare a large amount of fine iron and other materials for me. Just give me one according to the standard."
Hong Wenhai was actually a little puzzled. In fact, he heard a slightly different rhythm. However, there was no sound inside and no one came out, so he was not sure.
At this time, Song Pingfeng, who was in charge of the forging materials warehouse, took a slap in the face, "This... material..."
Shao Liangkong glared at him and shouted: "What are you hesitating to say in front of Master Tianshi? Speak louder!"
"Yes..." Song Pingfeng said with a bitter face: "There is no problem with the other materials, but this Jingzong... only has two hundred stones left, but it will be replenished soon."
The amount of forged materials such as fine iron in the Shenqi Pavilion is generally not large, and the consumption of one piece per month is only six or seven hundred stones.
Two hundred stones is not a small amount, but it cannot be called a large amount.
Shao Liangkong was furious and scolded: "What did you do? Master Tianshi is here, and the forging material warehouse is still short of materials and pestles!"
Hong Wenhai also frowned. Forged materials like refined iron were not very rare. It was surprising that there would be a shortage in the Dangtang Haojing General Association.
Song Pingfeng was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and explained: "Originally there was no shortage, but... 99% of them were bought by Wang Meng and Wang Keqing."
Those fine irons are enough to hold three thousand and six universe bags!
Wang Meng?
It's him again!
"How could he buy so much fine iron? How dare you sell it to him in such a large amount?"
The Artifact Pavilion has regulations on forging materials. If the quantity is small, that's fine. It should be treated as a benefit to the guest. If the quantity is huge, it will never be sold unless it is forged on site in the Artifact Pavilion.
"Wang Mengke Qing said that he will use these fine irons to forge treasures in the Artifact Pavilion today.
Song Pingfeng defended himself in a low voice, but he was panicking in his heart. Although he did it according to the rules, he was guilty of delaying the forging of Lord Tianshi.
Hong Wenhai raised his brows, which was a bit interesting again. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. What other materials did Wang Meng buy?"
"Five hundred stones each of fine gold, mithril, moiré steel, moon steel stone..." The quantity Wang Meng purchased was really exaggerated, and it was hard to forget.
Shao Liangkong glared at Song Pingfeng: "Say it again!"
"Five hundred stones of fine gold, five hundred stones of mithril, and a cloud-patterned ship..."
"Say it louder!"
"It's...five hundred stones of fine gold...".
"Are you sure he wants to forge it? Not take it out of the artifact pavilion? This is not a small amount, and he has paid it off!" Shao Liangkong was furious.
"Yes, pay it on the spot, 30 million gold... Wang Meng Ke Qing did not leave the artifact pavilion."
Song Pingfeng's voice became softer and softer, but he was also a little angry in his heart. Damn it, I've already paid for it, so I can't do what I want.
Shao Liangkong had nothing to say. Song Pingfeng followed the procedures of the Artifact Pavilion.
"Okay, no need to worry about this little thing. I'm curious, what does Wang Meng want to do?"
Hong Wenhai laughed and said it was a small thing, but with such a large amount of materials, Hong Wenhai also wanted to know what Wang Meng was going to do. Thirty million gold was not a small amount to put anywhere.
Shao Liangkong frowned. Seeing the smile on Hong Tianshi's face, he didn't seem to have much intention to accuse him. He glanced at Mo Chengkong and said, "Mo Chengkong, you and Wang Meng are of the same generation. This person's
What is your level of weapon refining? Let me introduce it to Master Tianshi."
"Yes." Mo Chengkong's eyes moved slightly, and he saluted Hong Wenhai and said: "Master Tianshi, this Wang Meng, formerly known as Wang Rencai, is a famous dandy in Haojing. He is particularly lecherous, but he was exiled by the Wang family.
After looking at the city, the prodigal son suddenly turned around and did many surprising things. One of them was to use a small amount of fine gold and mithril to forge a golden soul and silver soul..."