Chapter 295: Changing Homes
Explode!
Sparks burst, exploded onto the furnace wall and bounced back to the bottom of the furnace.
The whole courtyard was filled with hot wind, and the black furnace was dazzling, like a scarlet eye, with the spear in the middle turning into a narrow vertical pupil.
Raindrops splashed, dispersing thick white mist, making people feel stuffy and unable to breathe.
But close to the furnace, the rainwater evaporated into boiling steam after a few inches of the furnace wall, a high-temperature layer was completely transparent, and the boundary was clearly visible.
Lu Zao stared at Fubo and poured flint into it regularly.
At first, he used a shovel, but later he didn't even use a shovel, and simply put it into the furnace one basket at a time. The flint and the vines burned into a thin layer of ash in an instant.
They were all top-grade flint, and even if there were a little impurity, it would not burn so cleanly.
A large amount of heat bombarded, and Fubo 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 spiritual weapons.
But even at this level, the black dragon gold is only red throughout, and the edges are melted and blunt, and there is still a distance from complete softening.
Liang Qu's palms are sweating.
High-quality metals have almost no impurities, but melting and combining are the biggest difficulties.
With 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 on the verge of limit.
However, what Liang Qu can think of, Lu Gang and Lu Zao naturally understand, they have been prepared!
Flint is not the only heat source in the furnace!
"Huh!"
Lu Gang exhaled turbid air and held the long hammer with his bare upper body.
Sweat and rain mixed together, forming an oily protective film on the red body surface, isolating the heat wave.
The long arm stretched out.
The square hammer passed through the furnace and hit Jin Yu!
The red fire gold feather trembled wildly, and the down feathers fluttered.
A cry that shocked the sky and stopped the clouds burst out from the furnace, like a steel needle piercing the mind.
Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai felt a headache, and they grabbed each other's shoulders to lean on so that they didn't fall to the ground.
Jin Yu's restlessness caused the whole furnace to shake, and the pond was suddenly rippled.
"Master!"
Lu Gang shouted.
"Ha!"
Yang Dongxiong shouted, twisted his waist and hips, and punched out of thin air, sending out a mighty fist wind.
The fist wind was wrapped in a martial arts will that seemed to be real, and hit the furnace Jin Yu.
The cry was shrill.
The restless furnace was instantly quiet.
Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai's pressure was relieved, and they looked at each other, with fear in their eyes.
Although Yang Dongxiong was not the master of Zhenxiang, the red fire bird was not the original red fire bird.
Broken Feather's rebirth was almost the same as starting from scratch, and his mental strength was greatly weakened, so Yang Dongxiong didn't have much trouble dealing with it.
Taking this opportunity, Lu Gang hit out another hammer, and Yang Dongxiong's fist wind followed closely.
The two of them cooperated with each other with one hammer and one punch.
Only Liang Qu and Xu Zishuai were tortured by the cry, and their heads were dizzy, as if it was not the golden feather that was being refined, but their heads.
After repeated sawing, the red fire golden feather was no different from cloth. The silk thread in the middle gradually couldn't bear the pulling and began to break, bursting out a lot of spirituality and heat flow, flowing around in the furnace.
Completely melted, the dying Fubo burst out with the instinct to survive, madly absorbing the scattered spirituality, snatching the lines, and weaving itself.
Although the melting temperature was still rising, its body that was about to collapse gradually stabilized.
At the same time, the black dragon gold absorbed the heat flow of the red fire bird, and it was dazzlingly white. It finally softened and flowed towards Fubo.
Almost at the moment of melting, the black dragon gold was like a dam bursting, and its volume quickly shrank and merged into Fubo.
Lu Gang and Lu Zao did not dare to relax at all.
The trapped beast still fought.
As expected, when the spirituality of the golden feather 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 spirituality in Jin Yu that needed to be repeatedly pulled and refined actually collapsed and poured into Fu Bo!
"It wants to change its body and be reborn!"
Lu Zao saw it clearly.
At the moment, Jin Yu knew that he had no ability to continue to fight. Instead of struggling and dying, it was better to reincarnate into Fu Bo Gun 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 how to deal with it. He turned his head and looked at Liang Qu: "Blood!"
Liang Qu had forged spiritual weapons and knew the process. He immediately cut his palm with Qinglang. On the other side, Xu Zishuai went to the room to find a porcelain bowl tacitly to collect blood.
"Hurry up, cut the pulse!" Lu Gang shouted.
"Cut the pulse?"
Liang Qu's eyes jumped, and his heart became ruthless. Qinglang cut his wrist vertically, and 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 is a strange fragrance that can only be produced when the body is refined to a very high level.
Good boy, your physique is so strong!
Good thing.
Strong body and strong blood.
Spiritual soldiers need the blood of the master of soldiers to activate their spirits, and the purpose is to make the spiritual leader become the master of soldiers.
If the red fire bird succeeds in changing its body, it is equivalent to expelling Liang Qu, the master of soldiers, and replacing him with himself!
There is only one solution to this situation, that is, to continue to use the blood of the master of soldiers to irrigate and suppress the great demon's spiritual wisdom!
Liang Qu's realm is not enough, so he can only make up for it with numbers. At present, his body is strong and he can suffer less.
The half-foot-long porcelain bowl was quickly filled, and Lu Zao took it quickly, and then handed Xu Zishuai a pottery jar and a small medicine bottle.
Xu Zishuai took the pottery jar and looked surprised: "Uncle Lu, this is..."
"Continue! Don't stop! Feed him blood-replenishing pills according to the situation!"
Liang Qu looked at the pottery jar that needed to be held by one person, and his face turned pale.
Xu Zishuai held the medicine bottle in one hand and the bottom of the pottery jar in the other hand, with a sad face: "Junior brother, hold on for a while."
A galloping warrior, it's not a problem if the blood is not drained all at once.
Lu Zao took the porcelain bowl and handed it to Lu Gang. Lu Gang opened the furnace cover at the right time and quickly poured out the blood to build Fu Bo.
The red fire bird let out a shrill wail, but it was a pity that it had no body.
A feather, even if it was temporarily in the spear at this time, it couldn't move at all!
"Continue!"
Lu Gang's eyes were sharp, staring at the furnace.
Lu Zao took the porcelain bowl and exchanged it for the pottery jar, and repeated this.
The large amount of blood loss made Liang Qu dry his mouth and tongue. He licked his lips and swallowed the blood-replenishing pill in his throat. His complexion recovered a little. Looking at the blood flow becoming less, he ruthlessly used the green wolf to cut the wrist again.
Liang Qu's body was saving himself. The large amount of blood loss made the muscles around the wrist wriggle by themselves, blocking the wound, which could only make a bigger wound.
Finally, after the sixth blood pouring, the wailing in Fubo weakened.
Liang Qu's steps softened.
Xu Zishuai hurriedly supported his junior brother, helped him sit down next to the flower bed and handed him a pot of water.
Liang Qu held the pot with trembling arms and drank the water in big gulps.
The clear water moistened his dry lips and tongue, slid down his throat all the way to his stomach, and he felt refreshed all over.
He went back and forth several times, each time with a large bowl of water, which almost made Liang Qu change his blood.
At present, he is not breaking through the realm, and changing blood is pure suffering and consumption, and he is very weak even when walking.
Fortunately, Jin Yu's momentum is gone, and the overall situation has been decided.
The whole process was safe.
"Lu Gang took turns with me to use the hammer when he was six years old. He has completely surpassed me in forging skills. The only thing he lacks is experience."
Lu Zao wiped the sweat from his forehead, full of satisfaction.
Any weapon caster who participated would be happy to witness the birth of a top-grade spiritual weapon with his own eyes.
Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard and nodded.
Xu Zishuai came up and said with a joking smile: "Such a good weapon, not counting the nurturing, it is probably more powerful than the black knife of Master when it was forged!"
Yang Dongxiong laughed: "My knife has never used a spiritual treasure like Jinyu. Even the materials are just the same, so it is naturally much different. As for nurturing, it is much easier to nurture with this spirituality."
Most of the monster remains that can give birth to spiritual weapons are basically the same as Chihuo Mourning Feather, just like the concentrated essence of Chihuo Bird. There are very few Jinyu used for rebirth.
During the conversation, the whole piece of Molong Gold gradually replaced the tungsten gold in Fubo. When the tungsten gold was completely discharged, there was still a fist-sized piece left.
Lu Gang clenched the sledgehammer, flicked out the spear, and carried out the final hammer forging.
