Zhutian’s Strongest Need System

"Then they will put all the pieces of ore into the furnace, and you will have to pull the bellows!" Zhang Tiejiang took Wang Yin to a huge bellows.

All the burning disciples saluted Wang Yin and Zhang Tiejiang respectfully.

Zhang Tiejiang is their master, and their salute is taken for granted, while Wang Yin conquered them in strength.

Watching Wang Yin use his hammer to smash thousands of pieces of black iron ore into pieces, they cast their hands on the five bodies that Wang Yin admired.

The bellows is a huge blower, and the rods are all made of black iron. This is not something that ordinary people can operate.

Black iron itself is extremely heavy, the density is more than ten times that of ordinary steel, and this tie rod is one foot high, two meters long, and as thick as a bowl mouth. One can imagine how heavy the tie rod is. You can't do it even with a pull.

Blacksmith Zhang put on a posture, "Look at me, agitating the bellows is not just a matter of brute force, it still needs a way!"

Wang Yin looked intently at Zhang Tiejiang pulling the bellows. A huge wind force was sucked in, as if sucking all the surroundings into a vacuum. When he pushed it out again, the flames surged sharply, and the crimson flames had become white.

Blacksmith Zhang pulled the bellows ten times in a row, and the disciples next to him stepped back. The high temperature really made them unbearable. Even if they were three or four feet away from the furnace, they felt a burning pain.

Only Wang Yin was still. Not affected at all.

"Did you understand?"

Wang Yin nodded.

Blacksmith Zhang gave the bellows to Wang Ying and walked aside to wipe the sweat on his face. "After all, if you are old, you won't be able to breathe after pulling ten times! Alas!"

His idea was to exchange it with Wang Yin, each of them took ten times, otherwise it would be too much, and Wang Yin could not carry it alone.

To his surprise, Wang Yin had agitated ten times in an instant, and it was completely like a cloudless breeze, with no sense of exertion and no meaning of stopping.

Ten times ... twenty times ... thirty times ... forty times ...

A group of disciples have been dumbfounded and just smashed thousands of pieces of ore. Now they have pulled the bellows so many times. There is no sign of fatigue. Is this person a freak?

"What are you looking at doing here? Don't hurry to add carbon!" Zhang Tiejiang scolded, and a group of disciples woke up like dreams, and rushed to do their own work.

Blacksmith Zhang himself took out a crystal clear knife and began to carve diamonds.

Diamond is not equal to diamond, it is only the original stone of diamond, so to use diamond, it must be carved.

Of course, Zhang Tiejiang's carving is not to sculpt the ring of eight stars and arrows. That is to wear it beautifully. Zhang Tiejiang is to use the sturdiness of diamonds and their bearing capacity for magic Taoism.

At this time, Wang Yin suddenly felt like he was in a ground fire furnace.

He seemed to be a piece of black iron, smelted by fire, the impurities on his body were continuously volatilized, and the huge pure aura between heaven and earth was washed into his body, constantly washing his muscles and bones.

Not only the bones, but also the soul is melted by the flame.

This kind of smelting is a kind of warm-hearted smelting. The whole soul seems to be soaked in the hot spring, which is very comfortable, and the impurities in it are washed away by the running water of the hot spring, leaving only a more crystal clear soul.

The "Legend" sword has been placed by Zhang Tiesmith in an altar-like place. In the middle of the altar is a high platform. The "Legend" sword is placed directly in it, and under the high platform are countless grooves like veins. The end of the leaf vein is connected to three places, one is the furnace, one is where all the jewelry is placed, and one is where the carved diamond is placed.

The black iron juice smelted from black iron ore, the golden juice flowing from the jewelry and the colorful juice decomposed from the diamond slowly penetrate into the plateau along the groove of the vein.

In fact, there is a fourth place, just below the high platform.

There are all kinds of magic soldiers obtained by Wang Yin, whether it is the blade of fate or the silver snake, all of which are extracted with white sharpness and injected into the "legend" sword.

As the essence was extracted, weapons like Destiny Blade and Silver Snake became more and more bleak, diamonds began to shatter, jewelry turned gray, and black iron ore became more and more slag.

"Look at your creation!" Zhang Tiejiang saw the opportunity and threw "normalization" and "Tibetan Sea" together at the altar, which just happened to form a triangle.

Let them complete the upgrade while absorbing power, and upgrade together with the legendary sword to form a flesh-and-blood connection. If they can succeed, they will become a complete set in the future.

The set attributes are far superior to the ordinary bulk equipment, which is what Zhang Tiejiang said is truly perfect.

All juice has been drawn, and the refiner has just started.

Zhang Tiejiang's pupils turned fiery red, as if a fierce flame was burning in it.

A black dragon, a golden phoenix, a white tiger and a seven-colored unicorn appeared in the back of the "legend" sword.

Blacksmith Zhang folded his hands together, and a black thread that was almost invisible was pulled out of the black dragon.

The Black Dragon roared upward, apparently very angry. He struggled to compete for Zhang Tiejiang's shackles, but failed to do so.

Zhang Tiejiang controlled the Black Dragon and prevented him from escaping, while squeezing the dharma tactics again, a golden thread was drawn from Jinfeng.

Jin Feng was very angry, fluttering his wings, struggling to resist, and even spit out a golden firework to spray blacksmith.

Zhang Tiejiang had been prepared for a long time, and the tactics changed. The golden fireworks of Golden Phoenix not only did not erupt, but disappeared like smoke.

The white tiger roared, and a sharp sword spur was stabted towards the blacksmith Zhang, as fast as lightning.

Zhang Tiejiang didn't panic and stretched out a finger to gently touch the white tiger's sword light as if it hit the iron wall of the copper wall.

Zhang Tiejiang hooked his finger, and the sword gas was actually pulled out by him like a sweater, and a thread was drawn.

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"Carving insect skill!" Zhang Tiejiang's mouth showed a smile, gripping his hands toward the void, how the unicorn dispersed or how to change back, as if rewinding.

This is the forging technique of Zhang Blacksmith's group, which started thousands of years ago.

After surrendering the four-headed beasts, Tie Zhang Zhang cut the filaments drawn from them into various unreadable runes ...

The runes also need to be combined, and the rune chains with different colors of black, gold, white, and color are injected into the "legend" sword. The body of the "legend" sword seems to haunt countless strings of computer code.

Over time, these "code strings" have been hidden in the "legendary" swords and "normalized" "Tibetan Sea".

"Okay, now, let the blood drop into the Lord!" Zhang Tiejiang shouted at Wang Yin.

Wang Yin leaped, his finger flicked, and a drop of blood forced him out of his finger, shooting at the "legend".