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Volume 1: The Blackened Zhang Si in the World of Fairy Sword 181 Recast

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    One person and one eagle, saying "Brother Diao" and "Brother Guang", hand in hand, returned to the wooden house.

    Fang Xian deeply believed that Brother Diao was lonely to a certain extent. At first, he was affected by Dugu Qiubai's "solitude", and then by Yang Guo's "sadness", the entire Diao world view became dim.  .

    ???????????????? Actually, after a few words, Brother Eagle is still a kind-hearted eagle, and even some cute big animals have been led astray by them.

    In the wooden house, Xie Xun had obviously started chatting with Zhuer. The old man had experienced too much in his life, and this was not a big deal.

    Because Brother Diao was too big, he had to bend down and retract his wings to enter the house. When he saw Zhuer and Xie Xun, he just said cheerfully: "Hello, I am Brother Diao."

    Zhuer was stunned for a few seconds, then rubbed his eyes: "Who is talking?"

    "I, I." Brother Diao was very shy, waving his wings and tapping himself with his claws, "Hey, time has changed, and now everyone doesn't recognize me."

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    "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""Brother Diao leaned on Fang Xian's shoulder, "Why do they all look at me like this"

    "Brother Diao, be good. Senior Lion King can't see you, otherwise he would have praised you for your bright feathers." Fang Xian coaxed Lao Diao.

    Xie Xun was stunned and asked: "What do you mean? Brother Diao?"

    Fang Xian replied: "Yes, I didn't expect that the divine eagle would be here. This person is none other than the most unique of the three heroic heroes of the divine eagle - Brother Diao."

    "The legend of the Condor Heroes is actually true" Xie Xun stood up tremblingly and stretched out his hand.  "Divine Eagle, I can't see Can you let me"

    "It's okay!" The divine eagle was very happy and stuck to it with its feathers flying.

    Xie Xun touched it up and down, and said "Hey" when he touched the wings.  He touched the pointed beak and said "oh" again.

    "It's really a divine eagle" Xie Xun said in surprise, "I'm afraid even I will call you Brother Eagle."

    Shendiao and Xie Xun seemed to get along very well and started chatting about the past, and Fang Xian also took the opportunity to pull Zhuer away.

    "Has Xie Xun figured everything out?"

    Zhu'er lowered his head and said: "Senior Xie knows better than anyone else It's just that he is unable to do what he wants after being poisoned"

    "What does he think of this?"

    "He said that he would force out the poison when he had enough strength. Even if his meridians were cut off, he would force out the poison Then he would kill Emei, slash the 'witch' with his hand, and rescue Wuji."

    "As expected of his behavior" Fang Xian frowned and sighed.  "In this case, we can't take Xie Xun with us on this trip. His temper will be bad."

    "Zhu'er will just take care of Senior Xie here."

    "No, no, no, you have to come with me." Fang Xian raised Zhu'er's face and looked at it.  "Well, the venom has almost flowed out. When these scars heal, you will be a stunning beauty."

    The spider lowered his head and said nothing, very frightened.

    Fang Xian saw this and scolded: "Who do you think I am? I have seen countless women, and I am no longer the weakling who knelt down and licked them when I saw them. I brought you because no one can recognize your image now. It just so happens that I  As a cover, we can use the legend of the Condor Heroes a hundred years ago to act in a high-profile manner. No matter how Zhou Zhiruoyue breaks his head, he won¡¯t be able to guess that it¡¯s us.¡±

    Zhu'er was stunned for a moment, and replied embarrassedly: "Sorry. I thought wrongly"

    On the other side, Xie Xun had finished chatting with the divine eagle, and the divine eagle went out.  I saw the black thing on the shore.

    "Hey" The divine eagle stood up and spread its wings, flying to the debris. "A good black iron sword was made like this by them."

    Fang Xian came over and immediately realized: "I see, I was too anxious just now and didn't look carefully, thinking it was indigestion. It turned out to be the residue after the collision of Yitian Slaying Dragon Zhou Zhiruo really doesn't carry any burden at all."

    "Brother Dugu's sword has been made like this" Shen Diao said angrily, "I stopped Yang Guo when he wanted to give the Black Iron Sword to Guo Xiang, but he only said that he had broken through the epee realm and would use this sword.  Leave it to those in need"

    "What a waste of natural resources!" Fang Xian said this from the bottom of his heart, "Guo Jing and Huang Rong took off their pants and farted, and even destroyed Brother Dugu's divine sword! A full man doesn't know how hungry a hungry man is! We need to talk about this when we meet!"  "

    The divine eagle sighed: "It's a pity it's a pity If there is something that can ignite the flames here, I might be able to recast this sword."

    ¡°Brother Diao can also forge iron?!¡±

    "I know a little bit, I helped Brother Dugu change his look once."

    Fang Xian had thousands of thoughts coming out of his heart. If he could hold the Black Iron Sword and fight againPretending to be the Condor Hero, you still managed to bluff people into a mess!

    "Brother Diao is mighty, I'll chop some wood and light a fire to make a sword!"

    "" The divine eagle shook his head, "How can casting be so easy? Is there any iron felt?"

    "It's hard enough to survive on the rocks."

    "Do you have a hammer?"

    "It's hard enough to survive on the rocks."

    "Even if you work like you said, there is no suitable energy source. To cast a black iron sword, the fire made from wood is far from enough. At least it must be"

    "What?"

    "Something like saltpeter"

    ¡°Nipper, saltpeter, saltpeter¡­¡± Fang Xian looked up to the sky and roared, ¡°God has treated me so well, this is all a coincidence.¡±

    A long time ago, there was a place called Wuliang Cave. In addition to the jade statue of Hatsune, martial arts secrets and poison-resistant toads, there were also some magical things - saltpeter.

    At that time, they were all over the ground. Fang Xian only thought that these things were used for making thunder bullets, so he picked up a few pieces without being greedy. He never expected that this kind of thing would come in handy when he was spending his life on a deserted island.

    "Brother Diao, what do you think this is?!" Fang Xian took out several pieces of saltpeter like Doraemon.

    "" Brother Diao took these flammable objects with his wings and exclaimed after smelling them, "Why do you have everything?"

    "Luck, luck."

    The divine eagle thought for a moment: "Looking at it it looks like it can be forged, but if the rock is used as a hammer, the sword that comes out may not look very good"

    "No problem, no problem, as long as it works." Fang Xian pointed to the big knife on his waist.  "I have been using this serrated knife for so long that it has become famous. When I go back and draw the knife in the future, they will know that it is Tian Boguang who is here, and he is your sister."

    "Since you are so persistent, let's give it a try." The divine eagle was also unambiguous, flying around and looking for a reef that was more rectangular. "Let's find some regular-shaped rocks together, build a furnace, rub the saltpeter, light it and throw it away.  Go in and bake it, and burn this 'stone hammer' at the same time. When it's almost heated, you can throw these pieces in and smelt it."

    "Although it's very unreliable, it's the only way"

    In the end, one person and one sculpture managed to build something similar, and also found some flammable materials such as tree branches.  They were thrown into the "furnace" together and set on fire.

    A pile of things crackled, more like an explosion than a fire, using a short explosion to generate high temperatures.

    The divine eagle held the stone hammer in front of Fang Xian: "Hold this and roast it on the fire."

    "Brother Diao, aren't you in charge of smelting? I really don't know how to do this."

    "I have no hands"

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    Fang Xian held up the stone hammer and felt hot all over. He turned around and asked, "Then how did you help Brother Dugu forge a sword?"

    Brother Diao looked stern: "Look!"

    After saying this, Brother Diao flapped his wings and kept blowing the wind to light the fire.  For a time the fire burned more and more fiercely.

    "" Fang Xian looked ferocious, "You're the one who fanned me after we've been making trouble for a long time! What you just said was very powerful!"

    "That's all I can do. I really understand a little bit."

    "Oh my God, something will come out in the end."

    "It's time. I'll take the fragments in my mouth." It's not a problem for the big eagle to hit it with its beak, and it keeps throwing the residue on the stove.

    The saltpeter was not covered, and after a while, the residue gradually turned red and softened.

    "Now, smash them as hard as you can to melt these pieces together!" The divine eagle commanded with great energy.

    "I understand this too" Fang Xian started with the stone hammer and the jingling sound.

    This burst of noise attracted Xie Xun.

    "Are you two building guys?" Mr. Xie's physical strength has basically recovered. Although he can't use his internal strength, he can still walk with flying colors.

    "Master, just rest, it won't be a problem."

    Xie Xun frowned and said, "Your method and strength are both wrong. It's harsh to the ears, so you can't ignore it."

    "Oh?!" Fang Xian stared at Xie Xun, his old man's hands were already thirsty, "Old man, do you understand this?"

    "More than understanding? Half of the top ten weapons of our Ming Cult were made by me!" Xie Xun's muscles bulged, eager to try.

    "Are you feeling well?"

    "Although you can't use internal force, you don't need internal force for things like blacksmithing!"

    Fang Xian immediately abdicated and gave Brother Diao a contemptuous look.

    Xie Xun took the stone hammer and without looking at it, he took a deep breath and smashed it down with a majestic gesture.Wu, his muscles are magnificent, his golden hair is flying, and he is full of energy.

    "This is the real weapon master!" Fang Xian praised.

    Xie Xun was struck with joy by the stone hammer, and he sighed: "Hey I can't believe that the dragon-slaying knife has been with me for so long, but I didn't expect this level"

    ¡°Senior, please take it easy, we are going to build an epee, and we won¡¯t need a sword this time.¡±

    "I know, I heard it just now."

    ¡°Thank you for your hard work, senior!¡±

    "Needless to say, you saved my life, and you are brothers with Wuji. A mere weapon is of no consequence."

    ??

    After the creation was completed, a few splashes of sea water were poured on it, and a hot black iron sword reappeared in the world!

    Xie Xun wiped his sweat and sat back on the beach: "Brother Diao, are you really right? How can there be such a heavy sword in the world?"

    Brother Diao¡¯s eyes are very deep: ""A heavy sword without a sharp edge, a great skill without craftsmanship, this is the glory of Brother Dugu's third level.  "

    I saw that the completed Xuantie Sword was completely black and faintly red. The sword was more than twenty centimeters wide and one meter long. The round tip of the sword seemed to be a hemisphere without any decoration, highlighting a unique  Thick texture.

    Fang Xian stroked the edge of the sword gently, and felt that this sword was simply the bluntest edge in the world. Not to mention cutting iron like clay, it couldn't even cut vegetables. With this thing, instead of "stabbing" or "cutting",  It's better to say smash it.

    Fang Xian's face trembled, and Mou had enough strength to lift the black iron sword.

    "How heavy is this" Fang Xian had to use his internal strength to swing the sword with all his strength.

    "Ninety-nine and eighty-one pounds, not a penny wasted." Xie Xun was very satisfied.

    "Okay, I'm Popeye now." Fang Xian only felt that this was the weight of a weightlifter.

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