Chapter 10 Large plate axe, cowhide bow

Ten thousand years of black iron is the best iron after being dug out.

Liu Lingfeng knocked on the ten-thousand-year-old black iron on the iron pile. Little by little, the shape of the ten-thousand-year-old black iron is gradually changing.

Unconsciously, an hour passed, and the ten-thousand-year-old black iron gradually became much thinner.

With extraordinary talent, Liu Lingfeng, who was born with divine power, did not feel tired, and there were a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

He held the big hammer weighing 200 pounds tightly, and every swing was so powerful that the 'cry' sound kept ringing.

After another half an hour, the ten-thousand-year-old basal iron has turned into a rectangle, with a slight tip at one end.

After another half an hour, the ten-thousand-year-old black iron has begun to be modeled. It was like a long sword. Liu Lingfeng picked up the sword with an iron clip, and then took out a small bottle from his arms, with the words 'hundred wood pulp' written on it.

Liu Lingfeng opened the bottle cap of 'Baimu agar' and flowed out a drop of **, and gently fell on the sword. At the one where the 'Baimu agar' dripped, a burst of green smoke suddenly drifted up.

Liu Lingfeng threw the 'long sword' directly into the stove, but the iron clip was still not loose, but roasted in the air.

In this way, after half an hour, a soft light suddenly emitted from the 'long sword'. Liu Lingfeng bit his fingertips and a drop of blood dripped into the air.

At this moment, the long sword hanging in the 'nace' suddenly emitted a dazzling light. In the fiery red light, there was a trace of blue light.

The two rays of light were intertwined, with a 'sneer'. After the flash of fire, the stove suddenly regained calm again.

Liu Lingfeng took out the 'long sword' and put it into the water.

Looking at the long sword with bubbles in the water, a satisfied smile appeared on the corners of Liu Lingfeng's mouth. This long sword is just an experimental work of Liu Lingfeng.

He was reborn. Although he knew that everything was going according to the original trajectory, he was still a little worried.

In addition, he is also a little worried about his refining skills.

So, before that, a long sword was refined to test whether his refining skills were still as expected.

At this moment, the long sword in the water has told Liu Lingfeng that he did it, and it was very easy to create a 'Xuanbing'.

So, the next step is to create your own thing.

There are two things that Liu Lingfeng needs to build. In his previous life, he was best at weapons with divine power. One is 'axe' and the other is 'bow'.

The long sword just created can only be said to be the most ordinary and the lowest Xuanbing.

Now, what Liu Lingfeng wants to build is a high-level Xuanbing. Perhaps, in terms of quality, he can't keep up with the top-level Xuanbing, but in terms of power, Liu Lingfeng is confident to create them with the same existence as the middle-level Xuanbing.

Liu Lingfeng has his own experience in building weapons.

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Putting the long sword aside, Liu Lingfeng did not care about it anymore. At this moment, the ten-thousand-year-old black iron in the stove had been turned into iron pulp.

Liu Lingfeng took the long-carved long bow and drilled a lot of small holes in the long bow with a small drill. It took Liu Lingfeng only a quarter of an hour to complete all this. Not too much.

Liu Lingfeng is quite satisfied with the work he has done. At least, he has not been reborn and degraded too much.

After piercing the hole, Liu Lingfeng clamped the long bow with an iron clip and put it into the 'fire', and washed it back and forth twice in the ten-thousand-year-old black iron liquid in the stove.

Then, Liu Lingfeng's left hand was mixed, and the dagger appeared in his hand again. Suddenly, a gorgeous arc crossed the air, and a big cut was cut on Liu Lingfeng's wrist.

He pointed the broken wound at the stove, and the blood fell droplets. At the same time, Liu Lingfeng poured the 'hundwood agar' and 'soul jade' into it, leaving only a little bit in the bottle.

When these things entered the 'fire', a strange five-color brilliance rose to the sky, and the whole room suddenly sounded like fireworks, which was very beautiful.

And the air is filled with a strong fragrance of flowers and trees.

However, Liu Lingfeng has been frowning and not relaxing at all. He knows very well that this is the most critical moment.

Baimu agar has only the effect of pasting and treating wounds. In the eyes of many people, this effect is really not great.

Unless it is used to practice elixir, it has a certain fusion for elixir.

As for whether it is fused with iron and other things, no one knows.

And through the attempt, Liu Lingfeng learned that although this 'Baimu molten syrup' does not have much fusion to iron, it has a certain degree of permeability.

It can penetrate every place of the iron, that is to say, let the quality of this iron reach the peak, and every place is almost the same, without too much hard injury.

Later, Liu Lingfeng came to a conclusion through his own blood that his blood could fuse iron and consolidate his strength.

To be clear, the spirituality of a weapon can be added.

Although I can't understand why my blood has such an effect, anyway, since it is useful, let's use it first.

As for the 'soul jade liquid', it is used to strengthen the closeness and integration between oneself and weapons.

Although Xuanbing is not as spiritual as spiritual, Liu Lingfeng can merge with his own 'blood' through the 'soul jade liquid', and then reach the level of psychic.

Although this spirituality is still a little weak, it can make Liu Lingfeng more convenient to use.

Don't underestimate this little spirituality. If you have just reached the realm of Emperor Wu and tried to fly at the beginning, there is no spiritual soldier with strong spirituality, then if you want to fly, I'm afraid you will have to spend a lot of effort.

The reason why Liu Lingfeng has always been in a very awkward position on the mainland of China is that after the death of his master, he still can't refine a powerful holy soldier.

Imagine that even the holy soldiers can't be refined, so how can those peerless strongmen look at you differently?

Returning to the topic, Liu Lingfeng looked at the 'ten-thousand-year-old black iron pulp' in the stove. At this moment, the speed of flow was slower and slower. He did not hesitate any more. The clip directly pulled out the 'bow' and put it aside.

Then, open the small lid under the stove, put it there with an axe-like model, and let the 'ten thousand years of black iron pulp' inside flow out.

In a short time, the whole model was filled. Liu Lingfeng closed the door of the stove, then pushed the model aside, and once again dripped all the remaining 'hundred wood pulp' and 'soul jade' on it.

Then, drip your own blood.

After everything was completed, Liu Lingfeng picked up the big hammer and directly bombarded a trace of soft iron slurry that was gradually cooling.

'Bum!'' Bang!'' Bang!'

A series of bombardments of ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers squeezed the iron slurry together and became closer and closer. Then, Liu Lingfeng pushed the model to the stove, opened the small door, and released the 'iron slurry' again.

Continue to hit!

After ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers, it looped again.

It was three times in total. After the last time, Liu Lingfeng exhaled a long breath. The axe in the model was red and dazzling.

The smooth surface of the axe is flashing with fire.

Liu Lingfeng did not stop because of this. He took out the beef tendons put into the stove and put them on the long bow. Then, he opened the small stove door again and let the iron slurry slowly flow through every inch.

After all this, Liu Lingfeng brought another model, a rectangular box. Liu Lingfeng put the box in front of the furnace door and let the remaining iron pulp into it.

As a result, it's just a box, and there's not a little more.

A trace of regret flashed on Liu Lingfeng's face, but he still put the box aside and dripped his blood again.

After a while, the five 'arrows' in the box softened. Liu Lingfeng poured it out and knocked it five times. Each knock was seven, seven or forty-nine times.

After careful carving, the five 'arrows' that can be called Xuanbing are successful.

After finishing all this, Liu Lingfeng took a long breath. His forehead was full of sweat and his clothes were soaked.

"Big board axe, cowhide bow, finally finished!"

After saying this, Liu Lingfeng turned his head and fell directly to the ground.

May be so tired that I soon closed my eyes and fell asleep...

PS: The protagonist's weapon has finally arrived. Next, it's time for him to fight for the 'weid compass'.