Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 25 Implementing the Will of Germany
The bustling Honghefang City, the remote ancient fire refining workshop.

The huge and heavy refining furnace was raging with flames. Under the high temperature of the ground fire, a series of complicated and profound formulas were continuously driven into the floating swords in the furnace by a skinny old man with a shirtless body. among.

At this moment, the second-tier mid-tier Feijian Huode is gradually merging with the blood-drinking stone, and their characteristics are blending.

The flying sword, which was originally a second-tier mid-grade, combined with the blood-drinking stone, coupled with the ancient master's superb refining level, even had a more than half chance of melting a top-grade flying sword.

This is also the reason why the old man agreed to make a move. Two years later, this eccentric old man got along with Fang Ang and Zhang Lie in a lukewarm manner.

However, he would still open his mouth and give some pointers from time to time, which would indeed benefit the two of them a lot.

The ancient head has been immersed in the art of refining weapons for a lifetime. Although he only has the cultivation base of the late stage of Qi training, his refining skills have almost been promoted to the third level. With such a talent, if it is not for his eccentric temperament, he will be able to do a little bit of work With some people, Zongmen will vigorously support him to advance to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The ancient head controlled the magic formula, watching the flying sword in the furnace, his eyes shone with excitement.

He is gambler by nature, but what he likes to play is not dice, Pai Gow and other gambling tools, but loves to take risks on refining weapons.

He wants to refine the middle-grade magic weapon into a top-grade magic weapon, and he wants to refine the top-grade magic weapon into a top-grade magic weapon. Although he always loses more and wins less in doing so, every time he succeeds, he makes himself feel motivated. Strong pleasure.

This time is also the same, in order to increase the success rate, Gutou even added a lot of materials to this refining, just to pursue the ultimate pleasure.

However, the old man who was obsessed with it didn't notice that the two young men who were helping him made eye contact with each other.

With the passage of time, some high-grade materials have been added, and the overall shape of the vessel has become wider and wider, and it has perfectly integrated with the blood-drinking stone.

During this process, Gutou's superb and proficient magic formula control, mana circuit laying, these experiences accumulated over a long period of time, made Fang Ang and Zhang Lie amazed and greatly benefited.

The shape of the weapon was gradually formed, and the recast flying sword was two feet nine inches long, and the whole body of the sword was reddish red. Impurities were removed from the sword, and the sword energy was restrained. The whole flying sword was filled with a fierce battle , soaring to the sky!
In the past two and a half years, although it was still difficult for Zhang Lie to refine a second-level flying sword by himself, his greatly increased knowledge allowed him to tailor it for himself and design a sword that was most suitable for his own skills, habits, and temperament. flying sword.

For a monk who is good at using swords, this can even raise the actual power of the flying sword by a level.

"It's about time, it's about time to make me happy!"

The refining of the flying sword in the furnace is gradually coming to an end, and the ancient head in front of the sword refining furnace is changing the spells in his hand more and more quickly.

His pupils were dilated, and he gradually approached the sword furnace unconsciously.

However, it is at this moment.

"Ah!"

Zhang Lie, who was striking at the side, suddenly jumped up and punched the old man in the face with a huge force, spinning the old man 360 degrees one after another, flying out like a cannonball.

At the same time, Fang Ang didn't seem to be surprised by this scene, but Zhang Lie shot so hard that his eyelids twitched, but he still rushed to the sword refining furnace without any hesitation, and replaced the ancient head to complete the final sword refining work .

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't, don't, I'm more than half sure of refining the top-grade fire-type flying sword, don't, [-]%, I'm [-]% sure of refining it!"

Although Zhang Lie's fist is heavy, it does not have any magic power attached to it. Although the old man is old, he is a monk after all. What real harm.

However, at this moment, what Zhang Lie and Fang Ang did made the old man completely go crazy. Under Zhang Lie's obstruction, Fang Ang had already started to form the congealer.

This was already discussed by the two of them. After Zhang Lie refined himself into this sword, he was going to participate in an extremely dangerous mission. He told Fang Ang.

And Fang Ang is just a second-tier middle-grade craftsman, he has no confidence in perfect smelting, and stimulates the full potential of the Huodefei Sword and the Blood-Drinking Stone, and he wants to help Zhang Lie.

So, the two of them came up with such a bad move.

Ask Gu Tou to make a move, and then the two of them will fight at the side. When most of the sword refining work is completed, Zhang Lie suddenly makes a move to restrain Gu Tou, and Fang Ang condenses the sword into shape. At this time, the flying sword has basically been refined. , so it will not affect the quality of the sword too much.

Not long after, on the streets of Honghefang City, many casual cultivators saw a short old man with no clothes on his upper body, holding up two swords and chasing two young men who were also naked on the upper body.

These two bastards are so fucking vicious, the old man has been so fond of him all his life, and the two of them were cut off halfway.

However, Gutou has been obsessed with refining weapons all his life, has almost never left the sect, and has never practiced any spells for combat. Even if he holds two swords high, even if Zhang Lie and Fang Ang do not fight back, he cannot What about these two guys, and the Zongmen law enforcement team was quickly recruited to arrest the old man.

At this time, Zhang Lie and Fang Ang had already disappeared.

"This time I completely offended Mr. Gu, and the old man will chase after me and chop him up when he comes to the door. But after two years of hard work, it's finally worth his life."

While speaking, Fang Ang sent the second-tier high-grade flying sword in front of Zhang Lie with both hands.

No, it's not just a second-tier high-grade sword, the ancient tricks to stimulate the potential of refining materials have been used halfway, and this sword is almost half-step top-grade.

The practical power is a bit higher than that of ordinary second-tier high-grade flying swords, and it has a certain bonus in Zhang Lie's hands.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Fang. From now on, Senior Brother Fang and Senior Sister Mu Yun will come to Zhang Lie whenever they have something to do, and they will never refuse if they can."

"Junior Brother Zhang is serious, I'm also repaying your favor." Fang Ang replied with a smile.

Although he is sincere, after two years of getting along, he also knows what it means to make friends with such a promising monk in front of him.

Such a self-disciplined, hard-working, and studious monk will really have a chance to reach a realm that he and Mu Yun can't reach in the future.

But at this moment, Zhang Lie was holding the sword in his hand, and the roaring fighting spirit in his heart was almost unstoppable.

"The Dao can only be taken with the sword, and the next step is the Valley of Myriad Tribulations."

(End of this chapter)