Immortal Path to Heaven

There is an extremely strange phenomenon in the assessment of Beijing forging masters.

That is, at each assessment, the number of apprentices is the largest, because they want to obtain arms or spiritual fire in just a few years. If this time is exceeded, it will be eliminated due to lack of talent.

Secondly, there are more people who are promoted to junior with formal forging masters and intermediate to junior.

And once it reaches the intermediate level and advances to the senior level, the number will show a cliff-like decline.

Because, there is not much forging master who is confident to forge a whole set of equipment in one hour, and add attributes to one of the equipment.

The title of senior blacksmith is for most blacksmiths, a goal worth fighting for for a lifetime. As for whether this goal can be achieved, then no one can guarantee.

Ouyang Ming is habitually standing in a corner, but his eyes on him at this time are much more than the sum of other intermediate forging masters.

Especially on the high platform, almost everyone is watching his every move. Because they blacksmiths with background background want to see if there will be any miracles in this young man.

Ouyang Ming slowly released the arms and wrapped a piece of selected steel.

At the time of his formal forge assessment, there was only ordinary iron ingot on the casting table. However, when he started the assessment of the senior forge master, the raw material on the casting table was already a shotgun for a gun.

In addition to selected steels, there are seven or eight more common materials. And in the corner of the casting platform, there are three stones of power. That is to say, there are three opportunities to add attributes here, and only need to succeed once to pass. But if all three defeats, then the high-level title will be won in the eyes of everyone.

"Huh?" On the high platform, Jin Shengjie's gaze changed slightly, and he couldn't help making a surprise.

Others whispered and gleamed.

Under the burning of arms, the selected steel turned out to be like an iron ingot, which quickly melted and became the prototype of a saber under the control of arms.

Ouyang Ming had done similar things before when he was officially assessed by a forge master.

However, although everyone was surprised at the time, it was far from the horror at this time.

That's right, it's horrified.

Although iron ingots and selected fine steels are also forged materials, the various attributes of the two are far from the same. One of the most basic properties is the melting point. The smelting point of selected steel is far from that of ordinary iron ingots.

Generally speaking, even a middle-level forge master with decades of experience and even decades of forging experience may not be able to easily pass this level.

At this time, although the other intermediate forging masters evaluated in the same period as Ouyang Ming were also using their own flames, the effects were very different.

The person who is fast, has melted away the corner of the selected steel, while the person who is slower, only melted the surface layer.

If this degree is compared with Ouyang Ming, it is simply one in the sky and one in the ground.

However, such a degree is the real norm, which is the limit that most intermediate and even senior forging masters can achieve.

As for Ouyang Ming, he uses smelting iron ingots to melt selected fine steel...

Such a thing, let alone never seen it, even if it is listened to, no one has heard of it.

The people on the high platform exchanged glances with each other. They asked themselves, if they lived in different places, at least they were far beyond the pure smelting technique and degree.

Ouyang Ming did not care about other people's eyes. For him, smelting selected steel is very easy, and it is not worth showing off and proud at all. The magical powers possessed by the purple arms are endless, and it is extremely difficult for others to smelt a level, and he stepped over without any obstacles.

In fact, the melting point of selected stainless steel is far from the limit of purple arms. Even if it seems to be a strange stone that is beyond the limits of this world, is it also transformed into a plastically modified sword armor under purple fire?

Under the control of the arms, the selected steel quickly became a saber.

In my mind, there are options that have long been used by Ouyang Ming.

Now the ingredients can be upgraded, does it improve?

After hesitating a little, Ouyang Ming chose to improve.

He has already decided to show his skills a little, at least to let Master Wu Hongxi level forge master know his ability, not to underestimate himself.

If you let Yuan Lexin and Yuanyuanhua know, Ouyang Ming's mind only has Wu Hongxi level forging masters, and never puts them in their eyes, I really don't know what emotions will be born.

Selected steel is already the world's top forging material, but the use of this material still has no possibility of forging a magic weapon. However, it is estimated that the top five of the boutique is enough to make them take a look at themselves.

The saber was condensed into shape. Under the burning of the arms, Ouyang Ming already knew that this saber actually only reached the level of the third-class quality. However, with the addition of the two-point sharpness attribute and the three-point hardness attribute, it has reached the perfect peak fifth order.

Shaking his head slightly, Ouyang Ming sighed secretly.

In the recent period, he put his energy into the training of martial arts, runes and spiritual strength, and he was inevitably rusty about the way of forging.

As the so-called fist does not depart from the handwriting, it is difficult to maintain the peak state once the requirements for oneself are relaxed.

Of course, as long as you give Ouyang Ming some time to practice, then returning to the top is also an easy thing.

However, everyone on the platform clearly saw Ouyang Ming's movements, especially the expression of dissatisfaction with shaking his head, which was even more clearly seen.

Suddenly, everyone guessed. Could it be that this saber has not reached the rank of quality?

They coincidentally were relieved. If Ouyang Ming forged the fine equipment, it would be as easy as the forged general equipment, then they really wanted to cry without tears.

Ouyang Ming changed his hand and picked up another piece of selected steel, which was wrapped in the arms.

Yi Yucheng chuckled and said, "Father, what do you want him to forge this time?"

Although he did not name the surname, anyone knew who he was asking.

Feng Guangyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe, it's still a saber." He said in a deep voice: "Master Ou seems to have a soft spot for sabers. This should be the equipment he is best at forging. Ha ha, I hope he will Once he can successfully forge a fine saber, otherwise, even if his arms are otherwise mysterious, he can easily melt selected steel, but it may not be able to reach it."

There was a slight movement in everyone's heart. An old man who had a close relationship with Feng Guangyuan rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother Feng, what is the mystery of his arms?"

Every time Guangguang Yuan laughed, he glanced at Hu Yicheng and others intentionally or unintentionally, saying: "Everyone is a person with arms or spirit fire, then you should know that this fire is not static. We are hunting for arms or spirit fire , If you are lucky enough, you can get a special kind of fire."

Hu Lingfeng's eyes are shining brightly. At this moment, he is lacking and eager for knowledge in this area. His eyes are fixed on Fengguangyuan, and he is afraid to miss a word.

Feng Guangyuan continued: "As far as I know, Master Lu in Changlong County has created rune molds to upgrade the quality of cheap equipment. However, this kind of improvement can only be upgraded from general products to good products. And Europe The master can go one step further, hey, this may be the special relationship of arms."

Everyone nodded their heads, speculating on the magical use of Ouyang Ming's arms.

Now, it seems that there is no other obvious characteristic except the melting time.

Hu Lingfeng finally couldn't bear it, and asked, "Master Master, how can we hunt for better arms or spirit fire?"

Feng Guangyuan chuckled, and he generally answered this question disdainfully. However, for Ouyang Ming's sake, he took the initiative this time.

"This, I will give you four words, do what you can." Feng Guangyuan said with a smile: "You are the future star of Wufu, the old man is looking forward to it."

Hu Lingfeng's face turned red, and he was brave enough to ask a sentence in front of the senior blacksmith, and he was already amazing. After getting the reply, he couldn't keep his face thick and continue to ask.

"Ah, that's wrong!" Yi Yucheng's face changed slightly, and said: "Brother Feng, Master Ou, he forged it, doesn't it seem to be a saber?"

When Feng Guangyuan was stunned, he stared at him. After a while, his face was slightly red.

Earlier they thought that Ouyang Ming failed to forge, so he shook his head and was not satisfied. Then the second forging at this moment is definitely a saber.

Although no one agrees with Feng Guangyuan's words, in most people's hearts, they are quite in agreement.

However, looking at the arms in Ouyang Ming's hands at this time, they were surprised to find that the second piece of equipment born in the arms did not look like a saber.

"Cough..." Feng Guangyuan coughed softly and said: "Master Ou may have failed because of forging, so I want to try another piece of equipment."

Hu Lingfeng's lips shivered slightly and whispered: "Has Uncle Ou already forged a saber?"

His voice is extremely low, almost to himself ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But everyone around him still heard clearly.

A ruddy middle-aged man smiled and said: "Little guy, fine equipment is not so easy to forge. The faster the forging, the greater the probability of failure. If he can also forge success with this degree, don’t It is said that a senior forge cannot do it, even a senior forge may not be able to achieve it?"

Everyone laughed dumbly, only thinking that Hu Lingfeng was indeed childish.

Hu Lingfeng's complexion rose, but he did not dare to refute.

However, at this time, Jin Shengjie, who had been silent, said lightly: "Forging iron ingots into top-grade equipment, the old man can't do it."

On the high platform, it was suddenly silent, and the needle drop was audible.

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