Shao Liangkong and several other weapon-refining masters from the Haojing Association were also angry and embarrassed. This Pang Hong needed to be taught a lesson. If he was just messing around, they could treat it as a joke. He is a genius. You don’t have the guts to call him a genius if he is not weird at all. ? But if something happens in front of Lord Tianshi, it will bring disgrace to the Haojing Association. This is something that cannot be tolerated and forgiven.
Shao Liangkong walked up to Hong Wenhai at this time and said, “Master Hong Tianshi, do you think we should start forging? As for assistants, I recommend Nie Buyan and Wu Ye.”
Hong Wentian waved his hand. “I told you there’s no rush. This tea is good. Please refill it. It’s tea tasting time.”
“yes.”
Here we were refilling the water and enjoying tea. In the vessel room, the sound of clanging and clanging sledgehammers became more and more intense.
Pang Hong was sweating profusely. He was a master of weapon refinement, but now he was really a blacksmith. He was hammering a giant hammer weighing three hundred kilograms, hammering one piece after another of ordinary iron.
However, Pang Hong’s face was not only devoid of any dissatisfaction, but instead showed a solemn look bathed in divine light. Every time I hit the hammer, I put in all my strength.
“Uncle Master! Thirty-seven yuan”
“That’s right, let’s continue.” Wang Meng flicked his fingers and played a hand trick. He saw the fine iron that Pang Hong had just hammered fly up. With another hand trick, the gold essence and mithril that had already been melted into juice was separated. Threads flew towards the iron block, and in the blink of an eye, strange spiritual formation lines were engraved on it. This pattern is not only engraved on the surface, but also penetrates into the inside of the iron block to build a unique pattern.
“Uncle Master, thirty-eight yuan”
Pang Hong was out of breath, tired, too tired, but he seemed to have a strange understanding during this kind of hammering, which was too normal for Pang Hong. Just follow Wang Meng. No matter what he did, the benefits never ceased.
Pang Hong is cruel enough. Without taking a break, he started hammering the thirty-ninth piece of mortal iron and iron essence.
Time passed little by little, and Pang Hong was doing exactly the job of a blacksmith, hammering, hammering, hammering.
Outside
Hong Wendao has changed the tea leaves six times and refilled the water more than twenty times. However, he is not impatient at all and always maintains a faint smile on his face.
Yan Dao was obviously even more angry. The time they had been waiting had already exceeded the normal time required for a master to forge a treasure. The other party was still hammering and hammering, listening to the ding-ding-dong sound.
