Explosive equipment in different worlds

Chapter 447 Meeting Ceremony

Although it hurt a bit, Zhong Sun Ce walked quickly to Linglong's side immediately, looking at the bucket eagerly.

Because hot metal was thrown into the cold water, white water vapor rose up in the bucket, which looked very turbid. Zhongsun Ce could not tell with the naked eye what the object thrown into the water by Linglong was.

"Is this a smelted black iron stone? What are you going to build?"

Zhong Sun Ce asked anxiously.

He still doesn't know whether Linglong has successfully smelted the black iron stone.

If he was such a big piece of black iron stone, only a little bit of it was left after being frantically smelted, and he was distressed that it would be a trivial matter, how to explain to his father would be a major matter.

"What's the rush?" Linglong said in a calm manner.

"Oh! Can I not be in a hurry? Such a big black iron stone!"

A family heirloom in their clan!
Zhongsun Ce has been using this stove made of black iron stone for 30 to [-] years, and it is quite easy to use. He doesn't know where to find such a convenient stove in the future. Not to mention, even his father's anger, he is not ready to deal with it. .

This forging furnace passed through the hands of four generations of patriarchs, but in his hands, it was gone...

Just thinking about it, Zhong Sun Ce felt his neck was cold.

However, if it was a stove that could help Meng'er find a good master with skills, my father would not blame him, maybe even praise him.

One must know that his father is closer to Meng'er than to his son. If his father hadn't been in seclusion for the past two years, things like Meng'er's apprenticeship today would not have been the husband and wife's turn to intervene.

So, can Zhongsun Ce not be in a hurry?

Whether Linglong is successfully smelted or not is a major matter of whether he will be crippled by his father!
"Patriarch Zhongsun, it's just a black iron stone, and it's worth your fuss. If it's gone, I'll pay you back." Pei Mingxu, who was on the side, had long been displeased with Zhongsun Ce and his wife, and at this time he finally found a chance to piss people off. up.

As he spoke, he approached Linglong, took a clean handkerchief from the interspatial ring, and gently wiped off the sweat on Linglong's forehead, making Baili Yuze, who was a step behind, feel his teeth itch.

Zhong Sun Ce choked, thinking, what do you mean by "just a black iron stone"?
But then it occurred to Linglong that she was someone who could use holy weapons to cut stones, and this black iron stone might not be a big deal to Linglong.

"You don't need to pay for it. Our Zhongsun family is not so poor." Zhongsun Ce was so angry that his teeth itch.

Linglong glanced at Zhongsun Ce, and Zhongsun Ce immediately put away the resentful expression on his face, and smiled at Linglong.

There was a hint of flattery in that smile.

The corners of Linglong's mouth curled up slightly. Under Zhongsun Ce's expectant gaze, she used the pliers in her hands to find the stove that she had thrown into the bucket with great precision, picked up her newly refined stove, and then threw it directly to the ground.

Everyone in the refining room stared wide-eyed, following Linglong's pincers.

Seeing Linglong throwing the small thing on the ground, Zhong Sun Ce twitched the corner of his mouth, and before he could say the distressed words, he saw that small thing growing slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It grew until it was about the size of his original black iron stone stove, and then stopped.

Not only are they about the same size, but they are also shaped like a stove. However, the original black color has now turned into dark red.

On one side was a large crock-shaped stove, and on the side facing him, there was a hollow where the materials were placed.

Outside the cylinder-shaped stove, a dragon is depicted, hovering over the stove.

The dragon has five claws, and its eyes are not majestic and angry. It looks more agile and majestic than the dragon drawn in the textbook.

On the other side is a large workbench, the surface of which is smooth and tidy, but on the side, some birds and auspicious clouds are depicted, reflecting each other with the giant dragon on the stove, which looks very harmonious.

Zhong Sun Ce was speechless in astonishment, his eyes seemed to be glued to the stove, and he couldn't move them away.

Linglong turned around her newly built stove, observing carefully to see if there was any problem.

This time she used mental power to shape, not as rough as before, but carefully carved with mental power over and over again, and the finished product hardly needs repairing.

Her painting skills are not very good, but depicting with mental strength is different from depicting with hands.

As long as you can clearly imagine the shape, you can mentally shape it.

It sounds simple, but in practice, not everyone can do it.

This requires a strong spiritual foundation to implement this kind of thing.

"This...this is?"

It was Wu Jing'er who asked first.

Zhong Sun Ce still didn't seem to recover from the shock.

Although Wu Jing'er doesn't know how to refine weapons, she has also watched others refine weapons.

After all, Zhongsun's family is a refining family, and she is the mistress of the family. She is like a clan competition, and she often goes to watch it when they are fighting.

This is not the case when other people refine weapons. The process is very complicated and takes a long time. Every time she sees the end, she just goes to meditate on the spot, and doesn't bother to read it.

Why did Linglong just complete the first step of smelting, and then become...?
Wu Jing'er couldn't believe her eyes.

Although she was sure that she had been staring at Linglong, and with her great magician's eyesight, she knew that Linglong hadn't changed anything, but Wu Jing'er still felt that it was a bit unreal.

She stepped forward and touched the stove lightly. The residual temperature on the stove was still there, which showed that this stove was indeed built just now, so she couldn't help but believe it.

At this time, Zhong Sun Ce also stepped forward, touching the stove with trembling hands, with an exaggerated expression on his face.

That handsome and gentle face was deformed by his exaggerated expression.

"Really... Really practiced..." Zhong Sun Ce murmured with trembling hands.

Linglong didn't answer, she didn't bother to answer things that could be seen with her eyes.

Out of sight of everyone, Linglong spent ten gold coins from the system to buy a low-level stove.

Low-level furnaces are slightly inferior to furnaces made of black iron stone, but they can be used to refine level 3 and level 40 equipment, and high-level blacksmiths are completely sufficient.

And this black iron stone stove, after being refined by Linglong, can withstand even refining artifacts, better than the low-level stoves in the system, and worse than the middle-level stoves.

The stoves bought in the system can be changed in size, so she took out the stove and threw it to Zhongsun Ce.

Although Zhong Sun Ce was concentrating on looking at the stove made by Linglong, he felt it immediately when something hit him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it.

Looking down, it was an exquisite black small stove, like a small handicraft.

"Is this?" Zhongsun Ce raised his head in confusion.

"This is to compensate you for Xuantieshi, and this stove is my apprenticeship gift to my apprentice. Do you have any objections?" Linglong said, pointing to the stove she made by herself.

Just after Linglong finished speaking, Zhongsun Meng, who was still in a rush of emotion, covered her mouth with emotion.

(End of this chapter)