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Volume 3: I¡¯m the only one who shines Chapter 2664: Temperature Difference

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    "The weapon refiner from Tongten Pavilion this time seems to be quite capable?"

    "Yes, it's so quick to refine the weapon into shape. It only takes one day!"

    The audience in the stands were talking a lot.

    "Huh, I don't know. Refining quickly is good?" The old man on the side heard it and sneered, but he didn't tell the truth. His old eyes were very bright and he glanced at the alchemist's cauldron that was about to take shape.

    "Father, when I looked at that man's fire, the temperature was five degrees higher than others!" The middle-aged man on the side whispered in the old man's ear.

    The old man nodded, "It is impossible for an alchemist with weak basic skills to refine a holy weapon!"

    The two people in strange costumes on the side frowned slightly. They were the two people who just praised the weapon refiner's ability.  After hearing the old man's words, it was obvious that he was going against his two brothers.

    "Where did the old man say this?" Among the two, the leader was wearing a dark blue turban and gauze, but he didn't look like a monk. His pair of triangular eyes revealed a bit of fierceness, "I think of this person, his technique  You are familiar with it, your movements are clear, and the fire is always hotter than others, so how can you say that your basic skills are not solid?"

    The old man didn't seem to hear half of it. He just stared at the other people's utensils in the field without saying a word.

    The blue turban's face turned red, his fists clenched, and his voice thundered: "Old man, please make it clear!"

    The old man ignored the man and made him stand up angrily.

    "Brother, why are you angry?" The old man's son stood between the man in the blue turban and the old man with a smile on his face.

    "This old man is talking nonsense, saying that I can't do anything, so he pretends to be deaf and mute and is so angry! No, I have to beat this old man today to get rid of the hatred in my heart!" The man's voice was thunderous, attracting the attention of everyone around him.  Lidu was attracted, staring at him with eyes.

    "Brother, what you said is wrong - the person in the field is very powerful. Although he refines weapons quickly, he should be the first one to fail and leave the field in a while. On the contrary, those unknown alchemists should start in a few days.  Make a splash!" The middle-aged man was smiling and seemed to be very friendly, but his words were insinuations.

    "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? What's the difference between making weapons and killing pigs? Once you're skilled, you'll kill them quickly. On my home planet, a pig butcher can disembowel a pig in three seconds.  The broken belly is naturally better than those who haven't killed the pig in more than ten minutes!" The man blushed, and with so many people watching, he deliberately raised his voice a little louder.

    The middle-aged man laughed heartily and was speechless for a moment.

    "You are so smiling!" the man said angrily.

    "This weapon refining and pig killing are not the same thing." The middle-aged man looked at the man again, "I don't think your brother is from a nearby planet, right? He probably has never seen the process of weapon refining."

    "Yes, yes, so what!" The man's face turned purple, and suddenly he felt that everyone around him seemed to be laughing secretly. He looked around, but few people were laughing.

    "That's right." The middle-aged man stopped laughing and said seriously: "The most important thing in this weapon refining process is the control of the fire. Refining holy weapons is the goal and dream of all weapon refiners, but I don't think so.  To refine a truly powerful holy weapon, you also need extremely rich and pure spiritual energy!"

    "Of course I know this!" The man's voice was much softer than before.

    "There are many kinds of medicinal materials and metals in the cauldron, and the spiritual energy is complex and full of impurities. If you want to have the spiritual energy of sacred quality, the weapon refiner will have to spend a lot of time refining the spiritual energy repeatedly. The so-called 'refining into steel', this process  , no matter how talented you are, you can't avoid it. On the contrary, the more experienced and experienced the alchemist is, the more patient and serious he will be in tempering those spiritual energies."

    "Humph, maybe he is too skilled, so he is faster than those others?" The man's voice was stiff and raised.

    "This is impossible." The middle-aged man shook his head, "The temperature required for refining the weapon is between 1,538 degrees and 1,545 degrees. It is a suitable temperature. It is too low.  If it is too high, the spiritual energy in it cannot be refined, so it will be difficult to refine the holy weapon. If it is too high, the iron will be too brittle and it will be difficult to contain the spiritual energy."

    The man was breathing heavily, his eyes widened and he didn¡¯t speak.

    The middle-aged man continued: "So, generally high-quality holy weapons are made at one thousand five hundred and forty degrees. Note that this degree is accurate. The slightest deviation will affect the holy weapon.  The quality of the appliance has a great impact! This is the difference in temperature difference.¡±

    He pointed at the weapon refiner in the field who was sweating profusely and seemed to be about to be released. "This person has only been in the cauldron for a day, but he is already close to refining the weapon. It is obviously one thousand five hundred and forty degrees four degrees."  Above - even more than one thousand five hundred and forty-five degrees, so what he refined is relativelyWeapons that are good at overthrowing others are definitely inferior in terms of spiritual energy content and sturdiness.  "

    "The most important thing is that as a refiner, he must be aware of the dangers of high temperature, but he still refines it like this. This illustrates a problem, that is, his own temperature control ability is very weak and he cannot suppress the temperature inside the cauldron.  The temperature is high, so the temperature rises.¡±

    After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the man turned his head and looked at the sweating and hurried weapon refiner. He felt as if he had kicked a iron plate. He should have known better not to argue with him.  He sat down angrily and turned away from looking at the venue.

    "ah!"

    Someone exclaimed, and a burst of spiritual energy instantly overflowed from a cauldron in the field.

    The middle-aged man frowned.

    Sure enough, many people soon felt that this energy was not the regular energy used to form weapons, but a very chaotic energy.

    The weapon refiner was holding back all his strength at this time, his hands became claws, desperately trying to prevent the violent energy in the cauldron from overflowing.

    It turned out that due to his poor temperature control ability and lack of experience on the spot, he was very nervous and the temperature was never lowered, so the materials in the cauldron were a mess by him. Now the spiritual energy is mixed with iron slurry and is boiling in the cauldron.  agitate.

    "Boom!"

    Finally, the weapon refiner could no longer suppress the wild energy in the cauldron. He only heard a bang and a shock wave passed through the air. The weapon refiner in the field was surrounded by curls of white smoke. When the smoke dissipated, he  The disgraced man stood there stunned, staring at the broken tripod in front of him.

    Immediately, someone from the Sacristy came to the scene to treat him and carried him out on a stretcher.

    No one laughed.

    The whole place was still silent.

    Because everyone knows that although this person failed to refine the holy weapon, he was able to participate in the last step of the "Weapon Refining Ceremony" - the refining of the holy weapon, which shows that he is a very powerful refiner himself, even if he attacks the holy weapon  Failure does not mean that he does not have certain strength.

    "This person has insufficient foundation, but he can still reach this point, which is enough to show his high talent What a pity, what a pity!" An old man wearing a dark blue robe with stars behind his back said sincerely.

    "Huh, if you fail, you fail. You have a bad foundation. You dare to attack the sacred weapon, and you don't know your own capabilities." Beside you is a middle-aged beautiful woman, wearing a green robe, with stars behind her.

    "Elder Hu Ying, if you say this in front of us, don't say it in front of the players. You'll be too offensive!" The elder in dark blue robes shook his head, then turned around and said to a man with white temples next to him: "  Qingdan, you can send some condolences to him later so that he can comfort him."

    The elder in light blue robe nodded and left.

    "Great Elder, you take too much care of these guys. They are not from our Sacred Artifact Hall. They just dismissed the work casually. Why"

    "Hu Ying!" The great elder frowned slightly, his voice full of majesty.

    The beautiful middle-aged woman pouted, snorted, and said nothing.  I murmured in my heart: If you hadn't entered the academy earlier than my aunt, you might not be sure who would be the great elder!

    She is now the third elder, and she has to be regulated by the first elder every day, which makes her feel very unhappy, as if there is always a kite string tied to her.

    But she also understood that the reason why the Sacred Artifact Palace was able to prosper was largely due to the great elder's pure heart and piety towards the art of weapon refining.

    Turning around to leave, Hu Ying caught up with the second elder and complained to him: "Jiuyang has not been refining weapons much these years. He only engages in the business of helping people in need every day, which makes me mad! Sooner or later, our Sacred Artifact Palace will become  A person who is helped out by others in need.¡±

    Qingdan smiled slightly: "You say this, but you also know in your heart that the great elder has done so many things, not only helping the alchemists in the world, but also helping our Sacred Artifact Palace a lot - how many powerful people  Come here because of the reputation? How many alchemists have joined the Sacred Artifact Palace and become our allies?"

    "Huh" Hu Ying put a pair of slender arms under the towering peaks, inadvertently raising the peaks higher.

    Dan Qing¡¯s face turned red. Hu Ying noticed the other person¡¯s eyes and spat: ¡°Immortal old man, you don¡¯t want your eyes anymore!?¡±

    "Isn't it just for people to look at you when you are so big" Dan Qing muttered in a low voice, but did not watch out for Hu Ying to lift up and kick him on the butt.

    "Don't make trouble, it's unbecoming to be seen by disciples and outsiders." Danqing looked around with solemn expression, and happened to see a young man wearing a gray robe.  This person didn't shy away. He looked directly at Dan Qing and Hu Ying with his eyes, looking back and forth at the two of them. Finally, he winked at Dan Qing and smiled evilly, saying, "Old man, that's okay."

    Danqing coughed dryly and whispered: "That'sYour son?  "

    "Fuck you, is he your son?" Hu Ying also noticed that young man's snow-white face was instantly stained with a layer of red.

    Danqing glanced at her and curled his lips: "Stop pretending to be young. How can you be shy if you haven't seen anything in the world?"

    "Go to hell!" Hu Ying almost kicked him again, "I see how handsome this kid is, so don't worry about it!"

    "Young man, if you don't go to the Weapon Refining Ceremony, what are you doing in the back streets? Look, the shops are all closed." Dan Qing pointed to the shops around the high tower of the Sacred Artifact Hall.

    "Oh, I just wanted to ask, how to get to the Sacristy Palace?" The young man put his hand on his forehead, tossed his hair upward, and smiled at Hu Ying.

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