Chapter 108 Flying Sword, Part 1

In the secret room, Zhang Hao looked at the front quietly, Feng Zhiling was looking at the black iron in his hand with greedy eyes.

This Feng Zhiling was really unreliable, he took a lot of black iron from Zhang Hao, but he never made a flying sword.

It wasn't until after so many things happened last night that refining began.

Of course, there is also a little Zhang Hao's reason. Until this morning, Huang Mingshan and others produced one kilogram of 99.9% pure black iron.

It's just that after Feng Zhiling saw the black iron, he called it impossible. Then he kept flipping through it, his eyes filled with amazement.

Zhang Hao didn't speak, just looked at this unreliable brother.

One kilogram of 99.9% black iron is just one kilogram. Now that a technological breakthrough has been made, the Zhang family can produce more—this is the advantage of technology. So for Zhang Hao, it's okay even if Feng Zhiling covets this kilogram of 99.9% black iron.

If a kilogram of iron can verify a person's xinxing, then it's worth it!

Yes, this is also Zhang Hao's test of Feng Zhiling.

Zhang Hao watched quietly, Feng Zhiling was still boasting.

After a while, Feng Zhiling suddenly raised his head to look at Zhang Hao, admiring: "Junior Brother, you are amazing, really amazing. I have seen the head teacher of Xuanzhen Sect get a piece of 99.7% black iron, it is very precious. Just said. Then, I was let go by a certain elder, and the head teacher was so angry for a month that he didn't look good. Haha..."

Zhang Hao snorted, "Is there anything special about 99.7% Xuantie? How can the headmaster of Xuanzhen Sect be so precious?"

"The magic weapon and spiritual weapon made of black iron are the easiest to be refined, which is unmatched by other spiritual materials. Black iron seems to be the closest to the human body.

And among the common spiritual materials, black iron, red copper, mithril, and fine gold, black iron is the hardest and sharpest. "

After hearing this, Zhang Hao silently wrote down the information, and then asked, "Since black iron is so good, why are red copper and others more expensive?"

"There are many reasons. On the one hand, red copper, mithril, fine gold, etc. are rarer than the other. Secondly, it is more difficult to obtain black iron with a purity of more than 90%; while red copper, mithril, etc. are very rare. It is easy to get more than 90% purity.

There is also fine gold, most of which are born with a purity of more than 90%.

In addition, although black iron is hard, its spiritual energy transmission ability is obviously weaker than that of red copper.

Oh... Another point, Xuan Tie's compulsion is a little low. Ha ha……"

Zhang Hao: ...

Feng Zhiling laughed, and threw the black iron casually, and the black iron was suspended in the air. Feng Zhiling kept taking out various items from the storage ring.

Zhang Hao opened his eyes. Feng Zhiling's storage ring seems to have everything. But most of the items are magic weapons, they were very small when they were taken out, and they quickly magnified.

For example, a fist-sized 'iron block' quickly enlarged into a forging platform of about 1.5 meters.

Looking at Zhang Hao's eyes, Feng Zhiling was very proud: "There is no way, the storage ring has limited space, so that's the only way to go."

Zhang Hao frowned slightly: "The storage ring space is limited, didn't senior brother bring more? I heard that there is also a storage belt that can have several storage spaces built in?"

"Yeah... how do you know I have a storage belt! I have already transferred what I need to the storage ring in advance, how did you find out? You can't...peep, right?"

Zhang Hao: ...

Feng Zhiling kept working, and took out another black gourd, and placed it under the forging table. Blowing on the gourd, a ray of purple flame suddenly appeared from the mouth of the gourd.

Under the forging table, there is a flame array arranged with high-grade spirit stones. After being stimulated by the flame array, a faint purple flame explodes, forming a raging fire.

The roiling high temperature soon made Zhang Hao's head sweat. This kind of flame is very strange, it seems that it is not only scorching hot, but also can cause the restlessness of the true essence in the body, making Zhang Hao only feel irritable and unbearably hot inside.

Feng Zhiling looked at Zhang Hao and smiled: "Junior Brother, this is the unique fire of Xuanzhen Sect, Zixiao Tianhuo. It ranks 12 among the known fires.

The magic weapon refined with Zixiao Tianhuo can exert 180% of the characteristics of the spiritual material, and can refine the evil and filthy aura in the spiritual material.

I don't know how many people want the Zixiao Tianhuo refining weapon of Xuanzhen Sect, but they can't ask for it. "

Zhang Hao's ninja body was hot, and he exerted his thirst for knowledge: "Senior brother, what is a different fire? Do you need a different fire for refining weapons?"

"That's a good question. Artifact refining, including alchemy, requires special flames. The most common one is 'real fire'. It's the golden core stage practitioners, who use the golden core cultivation base as the foundation, and practice a specific method to give birth flames.

In general, real fire refiners at the Jindan stage can only use 60% to 70% of their spiritual materials.

The Nascent Soul stage is really hot, and it can play 80% of its appearance.

There is also the flame produced by the demon core of the monster. Because the types of monsters are different, the flames are also different. Such flames are called 'demon fires'.

Some demon fires are comparable to strange fires, and some demon fires are not as good as golden core stage real fires. And so on.

Most of the common low-level refiners on the market are refined with ordinary demon fire, and the characteristics of spiritual materials can be used by 30% to 50%. So cheap.

Finally, there are different fires, and there are many different fires, with different powers and effects. "

"As for refining tools, the above-mentioned flames must be used, whether it is real fire, demon fire, or strange fire. Only after being calcined by these flames can the characteristics of the spiritual material be stimulated."

At this time, under the calcination of the Zixiao Tianhuo, the mysterious iron bloomed with shining precious light, and the precious light flowed on the surface of the mysterious iron like flowing water.

Feng Zhiling stopped talking, and began to beat Xuan Tie while clamping it with tongs. Xuan Tie gradually took the shape of a sword, but it was a little rough.

After forging the sword body almost, he sat down cross-legged again, took out the tools and started cutting the surface of the sword body. The tools fluttered around like butterflies, with precious lights flickering from time to time; Feng Zhiling's hands were busy, and the scene was very beautiful.

The sword body gradually became smooth, beautiful, and flexible, and a little pattern appeared on the sword body—that was the formation.

Feng Zhiling's face was serious, and his subordinates kept on working.

Time passed by little by little, and more than two hours had passed inadvertently. The true energy in Zhang Hao's body gradually calmed down, and the anger gradually disappeared. He was already attracted by Feng Zhiling's serious and busy appearance.

Forging a magic weapon, a flying sword, is by no means a simple matter. The formations need to be described little by little. Zhang Hao doesn't know how many formations Feng Zhiling has drawn, but he can't see clearly when he wields his hands. Files, chisels, shovels, awls, etc. The dance continued, and the sound of clanging was endless.

The Zixiao sky fire has never been extinguished, and the flying sword needs to be heated when it cools down a little, and it is always in a red-hot state.

Feng Zhiling, who works hard, does have the demeanor of a senior brother and a worldly expert.

After another two hours, Feng Zhiling's complexion began to turn pale, and sweat appeared on his brows. He kept his hands together, turned his head to the side and took a deep breath, and a elixir flew directly into his mouth.

After another half an hour, the flying tool gradually fell down, and Feng Zhiling picked up a piece of silver-white metal the size of a fingernail from the side. It was star gold.

Under the calcination of Zixiao Tianhuo, the fine gold of the stars gradually melted into an incandescent liquid; Feng Zhiling carefully manipulated it, and the incandescent liquid rolled on the surface of the flying sword along the pattern, leaving a faint mark where it passed .

(I heard that rolling around before asking for tickets is the correct posture~)