Chapter 352
The so-called "tempering" is not as long as a thousand hammer immediately, but the more the better.
Because only in this way can the metal solidify and strengthen.
At this moment, in Chen Fan's eyes, the long sword is gradually becoming thin as cicada's wings.
Although it is so thin, its toughness has risen several grades.
Even in the swing of the hammer, the venom of the skeleton Python was smashed into the sword.
Today's long swords are almost bloodthirsty. You just need to cut a small hole in your body, and you will be worried about your life.
By this time, the sword was basically in shape, but there was one last thing missing.
"Qingming rootless water!"
The voice of Huo chongtian dropped. Chen Fan immediately handed a porcelain vase to the other party's hand. Without looking at it, Huo chongtian continued to temper and poured rootless water into the sword.
If the skeleton Python venom represents death, then the clear and rootless water is life.
To infuse life into death is a cycle of endless life, which is the way to refine weapons.
Otherwise, death alone will only hurt others and yourself, and there will be no benefit in the long run.
Therefore, there are three kinds of materials for refining utensils needed by Huo chongtian. None of them is groundless. Everything is just right.
In this way, in the continuous process of waving the round hammer, chen fan's sword gradually took shape.
The whole body is black, with a long and thin gold thread running through it. It is about two fingers wide and about one meter long. It fits Chen Fan's height and can be waved without any delay.
At this point, the hard work is over, and Chen Fan's weapons have finally taken shape.
Huo chongtian swallows the pill again, takes out a sword handle made of chert from the storage bag, and inserts it on the sword.
Then, without saying a word, he lifted the sword in one hand, grasped Chen Fan's palm with the other, and made a big cut directly.
In an instant, chen fan's palm was dripping with blood.
"Take a bowl, and don't waste it."
Although Chen fan doesn't know what this is for, he can only do it according to his words and put all his blood into a small bowl.
After that, Huo chongtian sat on the ground, stretched out his finger and stained with Chen Fan's blood, and began to draw various mysterious inscriptions on the sword.
The sword has been refined more than half, and its toughness has reached an amazing level, but even so, it is still a mortal, not a spiritual treasure.
Only after the inscriptions have been drawn can they be regarded as real spiritual treasures, which possess the power that ordinary people can't imagine.
And this is also the last step of refining tools!
Of course, not all weapons can be directly used to draw inscriptions. After all, this requires a high quality of weapons, which is not comparable to any soldier on the road.
In this way, the fire soared into the sky and began to draw inscriptions in silence. At the same time, there was a sudden change in the weather outside.
Originally, the weather was clear and cloudless, but in a short period of time, the sky became dark, as if it was going to be dark.
At the same time, there is a flicker of electric light in the dark cloud, and this large dark cloud is still floating towards the north of the city, where the fire is soaring.
At this moment, neither the fire that drew the inscription soared into the sky, nor chen fan, who watched carefully, knew that the danger was coming.
Because only in this way can the metal solidify and strengthen.
At this moment, in Chen Fan's eyes, the long sword is gradually becoming thin as cicada's wings.
Although it is so thin, its toughness has risen several grades.
Even in the swing of the hammer, the venom of the skeleton Python was smashed into the sword.
Today's long swords are almost bloodthirsty. You just need to cut a small hole in your body, and you will be worried about your life.
By this time, the sword was basically in shape, but there was one last thing missing.
"Qingming rootless water!"
The voice of Huo chongtian dropped. Chen Fan immediately handed a porcelain vase to the other party's hand. Without looking at it, Huo chongtian continued to temper and poured rootless water into the sword.
If the skeleton Python venom represents death, then the clear and rootless water is life.
To infuse life into death is a cycle of endless life, which is the way to refine weapons.
Otherwise, death alone will only hurt others and yourself, and there will be no benefit in the long run.
Therefore, there are three kinds of materials for refining utensils needed by Huo chongtian. None of them is groundless. Everything is just right.
In this way, in the continuous process of waving the round hammer, chen fan's sword gradually took shape.
The whole body is black, with a long and thin gold thread running through it. It is about two fingers wide and about one meter long. It fits Chen Fan's height and can be waved without any delay.
At this point, the hard work is over, and Chen Fan's weapons have finally taken shape.
Huo chongtian swallows the pill again, takes out a sword handle made of chert from the storage bag, and inserts it on the sword.
Then, without saying a word, he lifted the sword in one hand, grasped Chen Fan's palm with the other, and made a big cut directly.
In an instant, chen fan's palm was dripping with blood.
"Take a bowl, and don't waste it."
Although Chen fan doesn't know what this is for, he can only do it according to his words and put all his blood into a small bowl.
After that, Huo chongtian sat on the ground, stretched out his finger and stained with Chen Fan's blood, and began to draw various mysterious inscriptions on the sword.
The sword has been refined more than half, and its toughness has reached an amazing level, but even so, it is still a mortal, not a spiritual treasure.
Only after the inscriptions have been drawn can they be regarded as real spiritual treasures, which possess the power that ordinary people can't imagine.
And this is also the last step of refining tools!
Of course, not all weapons can be directly used to draw inscriptions. After all, this requires a high quality of weapons, which is not comparable to any soldier on the road.
In this way, the fire soared into the sky and began to draw inscriptions in silence. At the same time, there was a sudden change in the weather outside.
Originally, the weather was clear and cloudless, but in a short period of time, the sky became dark, as if it was going to be dark.
At the same time, there is a flicker of electric light in the dark cloud, and this large dark cloud is still floating towards the north of the city, where the fire is soaring.
At this moment, neither the fire that drew the inscription soared into the sky, nor chen fan, who watched carefully, knew that the danger was coming.
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