Chapter 296 Changing Homes
Chapter 296 Changing Homes
Burst!
Sparks burst, exploded onto the furnace wall and bounced back to the bottom of the furnace.
The whole courtyard was filled with hot winds, and the black furnace was blindingly bright, like a huge scarlet eye, with the spear in the center turning into a narrow vertical pupil.
Raindrops splashed and dispersed thick white mist, making it difficult to breathe.
But close to the furnace, the rainwater evaporates into boiling steam just a few inches away from the furnace wall, and a high-temperature layer is completely transparent with a clearly visible boundary.
Lu Zao stared at Fu Bo and poured flint into it regularly.
At first they used a shovel, but later they didn't even need a shovel. They just threw baskets of vines into the furnace. The flint and vines were burned into a thin layer of ash in an instant.
They are all top-quality flints. Even if there are even a few impurities, they won't burn so cleanly.
A large amount of heat bombarded, and the Fu Bo in the furnace had already melted, but it still maintained its original appearance, turning into a pool of flowing long golden spears. This is the wonder of the spiritual weapon.
But even at this level, the Ink Dragon Gold is only red all over, with the edges and corners melted and blunt, and it is still some distance away from being completely softened.
Sweat was oozing out of Liang Qu's palms.
High-quality metals themselves contain almost no impurities, but melting and combining them are very difficult.
Given the size and capacity of the black furnace, it is no longer possible to simply rely on piling up flints to increase the temperature, and it is reaching its limit.
However, what Liang Qu could think of, Lu Gang and Lu Zao naturally understood, and they were well prepared!
Flint isn't the only heat source in a furnace!
"call!"
Lu Gang exhaled the foul air, holding the long hammer with his bare upper body.
Sweat and rain mixed together to form an oily protective film on the red body surface, isolating the heat wave.
Long arms stretched.
The square hammer passed through the furnace and hit Jin Yu!
The red fire and golden feathers trembled wildly, and the down feathers fluttered.
A terrifying cry burst out from the furnace, like a steel needle piercing into the brain.
Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai felt a headache and grabbed each other's shoulders to avoid falling to the ground.
Jin Yu's restlessness caused the entire furnace to vibrate, and ripples suddenly appeared in the pond.
"Master!"
Lu Gang yelled.
"what!"
Yang Dongxiong let out a low shout, twisted his waist and hips, and punched out into the air, creating a mighty gust of wind.
The fist wind, carrying with it the tangible will of martial arts, hit the golden feathers in the furnace.
The cry is mournful.
The restless furnace suddenly became quiet.
The pressure on Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai was suddenly relieved. They looked at each other, with fear still in their eyes.
Although Yang Dongxiong is not the master of Zhenxiang, the Red Fire Bird is not the original Red Fire Bird.
Duan Yu's rebirth was almost the same as starting from scratch, and his mental strength was greatly weakened, so Yang Dongxiong did not have much difficulty in dealing with it.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Gang struck out with another hammer, and Yang Dongxiong's fist followed closely.
The two men cooperated with each other, one hammer and one punch.
Only Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai were tortured by the cry of death. Their heads felt dizzy, as if it was not the golden feather that was being refined, but their heads.
After repeated pulling, the Red Fire Golden Feather became no different from cloth. The silk thread in the middle gradually could not withstand the pulling and began to break, and a large amount of spirituality and heat burst out and flowed around in the furnace.
Completely melted, the dying Fu Bo burst out with the instinct for survival, frantically absorbing the scattered spirituality, snatching the lines, and weaving his own body.
Although the melting temperature is still rising, its shape, which is about to collapse, is gradually becoming more stable.
At the same time, the black dragon gold absorbed the heat from the red firebird, it became dazzlingly white, and finally softened and flowed towards Fubo.
Almost at the moment of melting, the black dragon gold was like a dam bursting, its size quickly shrank and merged into Fu Bo.
Lu Gang and Lu Zao did not dare to relax at all.
The trapped beast still fights.
As expected, when Jin Yu's spiritual power was lost to a certain extent, a more violent cry broke out.
Thinking it was the last struggle, Lu Gang was shocked to find that the spiritual energy in the golden feather that needed to be repeatedly pulled and refined actually dissipated on its own and poured into Fu Bo!
"It wants to be reborn in a new body!"
The cave built by Lu is as clear as looking at fire.
Now Jin Yu knows clearly that he has no ability to continue fighting. Instead of struggling to death, it is better to reincarnate into the Fu Bo Spear in one go!
If you can't be reborn, at least you have to save your life! What a cruel monster!
Lu Gang immediately understood what to do. He turned to look at Liang Qu: "Blood!"
Liang Qu had forged spiritual weapons before and knew the process, so he immediately used the Qinglang to cut his palm. On the other side, Xu Zishuai tacitly went to the room to find a porcelain bowl to collect the blood.
"Hurry up and cut the wrists!" Lu Gang yelled.
"Cut your wrists?"
Liang Qu's eyes twitched and he became ruthless. He cut Qinglang's wrist with his hand held vertically. A large amount of blood spurted out, emitting bursts of strange fragrance.
Fragrance in blood?
A word popped up in the minds of several people present.
This unique fragrance can only be produced when one's body is refined to an extremely high level.
Good boy, you have such a strong physique!
good thing.
Strong body and strong blood.
Spiritual soldiers are living beings, and they need the blood of the soldier master to awaken their spirits. The purpose is to allow the spiritual leader to become the soldier master.
If the Red Fire Bird succeeds in changing its body, it would be equivalent to expelling Liang Qu, the leader of the army, and replacing him with himself!
There is only one solution to this situation, and that is to continue to use the blood of the main soldier to water it and suppress the intelligence of the big monster!
Liang Qu's realm is not high enough, so he can only make up for it by numbers. Now he is strong, so he can suffer less.
The half-foot-long porcelain bowl was quickly filled up. Lu Zao took it quickly and handed Xu Zishuai a clay jar and a small medicine bottle.
Xu Zishuai caught the pottery jar and looked surprised: "Uncle Lu, this is..."
"Keep going! Don't stop! Feed him blood-replenishing pills based on the situation!"
Liang Qu looked at the pottery jar that needed someone to hold it, and his face turned pale.
Xu Zishuai held the medicine bottle in one hand and supported the bottom of the pottery jar with the other, with a sad look on his face: "Junior brother, hold on for a while."
It's not a problem for a martial artist like Galloping Horse as long as all his blood is drained out at once.
Lu Zao took the porcelain bowl and handed it to Lu Gang. Lu Gang saw the right moment and opened the furnace cover, quickly pouring out the blood and water to cast Fu Bo.
The red firebird let out a shrill wail, but it was a pity that it had no real body.
A feather, even if it is temporarily placed in a spear, cannot move at all!
"continue!"
Lu Gang stared at the furnace with sharp eyes.
Lu Zao took the porcelain bowl and exchanged it for a clay pot, and repeated this process over and over again.
The massive blood loss made Liang Qu's mouth dry. He licked his lips and swallowed the blood-replenishing pill in his throat. His complexion recovered a little, and as he watched the blood flow decrease, he ruthlessly cut his wrist again with the Qinglang.
Liang Qu's body was trying to save itself. The massive blood loss caused the muscles around his wrist to move on their own, blocking the wound, which only resulted in a bigger wound.
Finally, after the sixth time of pouring blood, the wailing in Fu Bo weakened a lot.
Liang Qu's steps softened.
Xu Zishuai hurriedly supported his junior fellow apprentice, helped him sit down next to the flower bed and handed him a pot of water.
Liang Qu held the kettle with trembling arms and drank the water in big gulps.
The clear water moisturizes the cracked lips and tongue, slides down the throat all the way to the stomach, making the whole body feel refreshed.
He went back and forth several times, each time eating a large bowl of food, which almost made Liang Qu have his blood changed.
I am not in a state of breakthrough right now. Transfusing blood is pure torture and sheer consumption. I feel so weak that I even feel weak when walking.
Fortunately, Jin Yu’s momentum was gone and the outcome was decided.
The whole process was safe and sound.
"Lu Gang took my turn at hammering when he was six years old. He has already surpassed me in forging skills. The only thing he lacks is experience."
Lu Zao wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling relieved.
Any weaponsmith involved would feel happy to witness the birth of a top-grade spiritual weapon.
Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard and nodded.
Xu Zishuai came up to him with a playful smile: "Such a good weapon, not counting the warming, I'm afraid it's even more powerful than Master's black sword when it was forged!"
Yang Dongxiong laughed: "My knife has never been made with a spiritual treasure like Jin Yu. Even the materials are about the same, so there is naturally a big difference. As for nurturing, with this spirituality, it will be much easier to nurture."
Most of the remains of monsters that can give birth to spiritual weapons are basically the same as the Red Fire Mourning Feather, like the concentrated essence of the Red Fire Bird. The golden feathers used for rebirth are very rare.
During the conversation, the entire piece of Black Dragon Gold gradually replaced the tungsten gold in Fu Bo. When the tungsten gold was completely discharged, there was still a fist-sized piece left.
Lu Gang gripped the sledgehammer tightly, flicked out the spear, and started the final hammering.
(End of this chapter)