Chapter 205
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Then, Luo Yan picked up a cup of red juice from the side and poured it directly onto the Hail Silver Tree branch.
"Sizzle ~ ~"
Suddenly, under the evaporation of the red juice, the Hail Silver Tree branch was like a shy girl who had her clothes taken off. It could no longer make any resistance. The scorching fire instantly eroded it and it began to melt slowly.
In this way, it was refined in the fire for four hours, constantly removing the impurities, and then poured into the casting model.
Finally, the embryo of the sword was formed.
Next, it had to go through continuous hammering to form a sharp blade. Luo Yan used an iron clamp to pick up the embryo of the sword roughly and placed it under a thick iron plate. Then, he swung the big hammer and smashed it down.
"Bang", "Bang", "Bang" …
The big hammer smashed down again and again. The speed and frequency had reached an amazing level. Every time it smashed down, it seemed to be able to make people's minds ripple.
Looking at Luo Yan wielding the hammer, Long Bufan felt that it was a kind of artistic enjoyment. Obviously, Luo Yan's hammering had a special pattern.
"Sizzle ~"
The dwarf blacksmith Luo Yan's palm was also constantly emitting green flames, causing the sword body to be constantly burning. As the saying goes, the shape of the embryo of the sword would only be formed after repeated hammering. Under the constant hammering, the shape of the embryo of the sword became clearer.
After three hours of continuous hammering, the color of the surface of the sword body gradually changed from the original black to a silver-white color.
With the constant hammering, Luo Yan's face was slightly pale, and his strong body was covered with sweat. Obviously, this casting of the sword was the most tiring he had ever been in so many years.
"Spring water," Luo Yan suddenly shouted.
"Is it almost done?!" Long Bufan's heart skipped a beat. The last stage of the casting of the sword was also the most critical process. It was quenching. Only by putting the red-hot sword into cold water and going through this hard work would it become an incomparably sharp sword.
An apprentice with a crew cut immediately brought a bucket of clear water and poured a small cup of liquid that had already been mixed from the bucket. The quenching agent was definitely the best with the dwarf's secret liquid mixed with the purest spring water of the Green Mountain.
"Sizzle ~"
When the long sword was inserted into the quenching agent, a pleasant sound was heard, and wisps of smoke rose from the bucket.
Long Bufan's face showed a trace of anticipation. After the quenching agent, it meant that the sword was finished.
"Haha, it's done!!" Luo Yan pulled out his long sword, splashing water everywhere. Under the dim light, the surface of the sword flashed with a circle of silver light, incomparably charming.
Luo Yan raised the silver-blue longsword in his hand, his eyes flashing with excitement. He laughed and said, "Beautiful, this is the most perfect work of my life!"
An Sen suddenly said, "Look, the color of the sword seems to have changed."
Everyone raised their eyes to take a look. Sure enough, the originally silver-white sword suddenly turned silver-blue.
"Clang!"
Luo Yan gently flicked his finger, and the sword emitted a pleasant sound. Hearing the almost perfect sound, Luo Yan's face revealed a look of ecstasy.
"It's a miracle. Look, the surface of the long sword has a silver-blue halo. I've touched it, and the surface of the sword is incredibly smooth." The dwarf Luo Yan said with an exaggerated smile, "And it has the unique characteristic of extreme cold. I'm afraid that in the future, you won't be able to kill people without spilling blood."
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