Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Now it was Fan Jian's turn to be happy.

If you want to take advantage of the opportunity, I will give you special treatment!

Guan Shuya frowned and said:

"I never heard that there is a life and death certificate to be signed!"

"Of course others don't need it. It's specifically aimed at your masters of Mo Famen!" Fan Jian pointed at them and smiled.

"I won't point out what you Mofamen are doing. To be honest, I'm afraid that if you are asked to confront the demons of hell, you will be turned into traitors and seek refuge with the demons of hell!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd in Mofamen became excited, pointing at Fan Jian and yelling.

"Boy! What did you say!"

"Who are you calling a man raping a running dog!"

Seeing that Guan Shuya raised his hand to stop everyone shouting, he said in a deep voice:

"Let's talk, what kind of life and death certificate do we want to sign? If we are to die and be abandoned, that is absolutely impossible!"

Fan Jian sneered and said:
"Don't worry, I know you can't be abandoned! You don't have the consciousness!
This life and death certificate is just to order you to obey my arrangement in the battle with hell monsters, never act privately, never turn your knife to your own people.

You can still do this, right? "

Guan Shuya thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Okay! Just do as you said, but our Mofa sect will never be an abandoned child!"

Fan Jian nodded, turned to Elder Shen and said:
"Elder Shen, please draw up a writ of oath, the content of which is the same as what I just said."

Xu Yiyi had already divided the iron ore at this time, and said in a deep voice:
"Fan Jian, except for those with too many impurities, there are a total of 430 pieces. Among them, there are seven kinds of ores of the same type that can be smelted together, and the remaining one is the low-grade one."

Fan Jian nodded and said:

"Thank you!"

Fan Jian walked to the open space beside him, raised his hand, and suddenly eight furnaces for smelting appeared in front of him.

Guan Shuya frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"You want to build here?"

Fan Jian shrugged and said contemptuously:

"Is there anything wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, Fan Jian's true energy was spewed out, and the fire pulse's true energy began to burn the furnace. After a while, the bottom of the furnace turned red.

Fan Jian raised his hand and put the seven piles of ore into the furnace respectively, and continued to increase the firepower to burn the furnace.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw this.

Not to mention people from Mofamen, but everyone from Qingmumen has never seen this kind of posture.

This situation is to build hundreds of weapons at the same time?

How can this be?

However, it didn't take long for everyone to be overturned.

The ore in each furnace melted, and the molten iron that flowed down was ingested by Fan Jian in the air.

The iron slurry condensed by dozens of pieces of ore was as big as a person, and he waved it in the air, flattened it, kneaded it into a circle, mixed it with wire, and twisted the iron slurry into a big twist like twisting twist with true energy.

"Shock!"

I saw the Jingji Sword floating beside Fan Jianjian, and Fan Jian controlled the sword body to move, and immediately cut the elongated twist into dozens of equal parts.

Each portion is drawn separately, and kneaded into small twists again.

Dozens of crimson iron blocks in mid-air stretched, twisted, gathered again, stretched, twisted and gathered again, repeated dozens of times, and finally cooled down.

With a wave of Fan Jian's hand, he threw the dozens of twist-like pieces of iron into the furnace again, and turned around to operate the iron slurry in another furnace.

It was already late at this time, the crimson of the furnace, the crimson of the flame, the crimson of the iron slurry in the sky that Fan Jian ingested and kneaded, the three kinds of crimson outlined a pair of fire trees and red flowers, and the stretching iron slurry was a dancing flame Elf in general.

Everyone was stunned by Fan Jian's operation.

Forging dozens of weapons at the same time, this kind of thing that ordinary people dare not even think about, Fan Jian actually did it.

Elder Shen sighed deeply.

This Junior Brother Fan has played Biwei's Qingzheng technique to the extreme, and his zhenqi is pure and vast, and his control is even more precise and perfect.

Maybe... in the future, we should pay more attention to the skill of Biwei Qingzheng.

After a while, seeing that the iron in the first furnace had been burned red again, Fan Jian immediately raised his hand, and then several forging hammers appeared in his hand.

Fan Jian moved his fingers repeatedly, and the forging hammer danced lightly, hitting the red-hot iron block, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

With only three to five hammers, the prototype of a sword appeared.

I saw him burn the sword body red again, then raised his hand and took out a row of oil drums, and put the dozens of sword embryos into the oil drums.

After this step, the rest of the process will be simple. Fan Jian can use the system to do the work of polishing the front, and the decoration work can be done by Qingmumen and Yunyumen.

In the end, the hundreds of mid-to-high-grade weapons at the prefecture level were completely completed, and it took no more than two hours in total, and the forging work was over in an hour.

Seeing the hundreds of weapons in his hand, Guan Shuya almost frowned.

The forging technology revealed by Fan Jian is simply unimaginable, not only the speed is fast, but the quality is not inferior to Tianji Pavilion.

Originally, he wanted to kill Fan Jian's prestige, but if the hell demon really came out of the hell world, he could use this as an excuse to work instead of working hard.

Now I have become a narrow-minded person, and even signed a life-and-death certificate, and I will not be able to think about it when the time comes.

Signing the certificate of life and death in the world of spiritual cultivation is equivalent to giving Fan Jian a braid, and then let him flatten and round it?
Fan Jian looked at the signatures of hundreds of disciples on the certificate of life and death, and immediately said with a smile:

"Since this is the case, you can go back to prepare supplies and arrange manpower. If you really go to war, you still need to rely on your Mofa sect!"

Guan Shuya snorted coldly and said:
"You don't need to say more! Let's go!"

After saying that, Guan Shuya led the people away.

Seeing him leave, Fan Jian sighed, raised his hand and took out a Yunling Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

His forging technique didn't need to consume so much qi, but in order to deceive people, he had to do some tedious and complicated redundant actions all the time. In fact, whether it was stacking forging or casting, it was just a one-time operation for Fan Jian.

"Brother Jian, aren't you afraid that he will go back on his word?"

Ye Qingqing asked suspiciously.

Elder Shen smiled and said:

"The life and death certificate is sworn by divine sense, and after signing it with your own true energy, it will leave a mark. If you violate the oath in the life and death certificate, you will definitely die with your true energy!"

Ye Qingqing nodded after hearing this.

"Don't mention him!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

"Everyone has worked hard today. Tomorrow there may be more Loose Cultivation sects coming. Let's rest early!"

Elder Shen immediately said to Fan Jian when he heard the words:

"Junior Brother Fan, I have something to tell you!"

Fan Jian nodded and followed Elder Shen to the side.

"Senior Brother Shen, what is so mysterious?" Fan Jian asked with a smile.

"I have seen the strength of these children from Yunyumen." Elder Shen said.

"They fit one of my ideas, so I hope you can hand them over to me for training!"

"Imagination? What is it?" Fan Jian asked suspiciously.

Elder Shen said in a deep voice:
"Kill the formation!"