I sent the hidden knife to the blast furnace with the purpose of knocking it back into the prototype and melting it at high temperature to eliminate the fierce and cruel nature of the knife, so that my consciousness can be easily attached to it, making it the same as my heart, flying and changing, and everything will be satisfactory.

But I must not really let this hidden knife be transformed. Playing with flying swords is a good look. If you play with a big iron discus, it is a good look. So while throwing the hidden knife into the blast furnace, I emitted consciousness and entered the blast furnace through thick alkaline refractory materials.

I'm simply bold!

Not to mention that the temperature in the blast furnace can reach more than 2,000 degrees, even the electric arc rolling like a thunderbolt in the furnace is a very terrifying existence for the acquired consciousness god. Ordinary Yin Gods may even be destroyed in such an environment.

I know there is danger, but I just want to take risks!

In addition to thinking about the flying sword, what I was thinking about at this moment was the scene of Sun Dasheng in the alchemy furnace. I wanted to refine the sword and also cultivate the consciousness of the spirit. I have experienced the impact of the acquired Gengxin essence. I am still afraid that the blast furnace of a steel factory? I really don’t believe that such things in the mundane world can hurt me.

"Crack--"

The information returned by the consciousness god was countless lightning lights, just like the violent scenes deep in the thunder clouds when the gods were thieves. Sure enough, the scene of thunder roaring in the ears and golden flowers appeared again, just like when I encountered the acquired Geng Xin essence.

I didn't dare to be careless, so I quickly activated the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in my body. The consciousness that was released suddenly became much stronger. Under my control, I tried my best to avoid the front of the thunder and fire, and walked around the cracks of the arcs and thunder lights, and tucked the knife tightly, monitoring all its changes.

The temperature of the blast furnace has gradually increased to 800 degrees or 100 degrees. This hidden knife is still the eight winds. Not to mention melting and deforming, it has not even turned red.

I, what kind of material is this? Now I am beginning to wonder whether this blast furnace that can withstand up to 2400 degrees can deal with the hidden sword? Could it be that the masters and living Buddhas of all dynasties play with it and bless it? No, if it was really the masters, this sword shouldn't be so fierce and cruel. I guess the masters of all dynasties have not subdued it, otherwise they would not have been cheaper... Oh, it's so hot, I'm afraid that the Bagua Furnace of Sun Dasheng's burning Sun Dasheng is just like this?

The temperature in the blast furnace gradually rises. When the temperature exceeds a thousand degrees, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is consumed more and more. But I still gritted my teeth and persevered, and I wasted my life with this hidden knife...

One thousand five hundred degrees...two thousand degrees... As the temperature in the furnace gradually rises, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that I have absorbed for so many days is about to be exhausted! At this moment, I saw that the hidden knife finally turned red. Good guy, how high should the melting point of this thing be? It actually surpasses the steel made in modern industry!

I gritted my teeth secretly and activated the two vital energy in the lower dantian. The consciousness received the blessing of vital energy, and my "before" suddenly became much clearer. Through layers of arc lightning, I saw that the hidden sword had turned red all over, and a strange black sticky silky thing was forced out by heat, as if it was a spider web, and the high temperature could not melt it for a while.

"It turns out to be the cold evil of the earth lungs. No wonder Uncle Wang Liang said that this knife was obtained from the tomb by the master! It is probably in the underground tomb for hundreds or thousands of years. It absorbs the energy of the three yins and gradually becomes the cold evil of the nine yins, which is fierce and cruel. In addition, it has the acquired Geng Xin essence, so it will be invincible and attacks all people and things!"

I secretly complained about luck in my heart. Fortunately, I had a sudden idea and ran to the steel factory to refine the hidden sword. If I thought that if I subdue the acquired Gengxin essence in the sword, everything would be fine, and maybe one day I would be harmed by the Nine Yin Cold Evil. This kind of Earth Lung Cold Evil, not to mention me, even the real people who entered the innate path in the legend can avoid as far as they can, unless they are the body of the Yin Spirit, they will not be harmed by it.

At this time, the temperature in the furnace had risen to more than 2,200 degrees. It was about to break through the limit that the steel furnace could tolerate. The black sticky silky cold evil of the ground lung gradually began to fade. It took more than ten minutes to calcinate and finally disappeared completely.

After the cold evil of the earth lungs was eliminated, the hidden sword suddenly changed from dark red to fiery red. Some acquired Geng Xin essence stored in the sword also began to shake under the roasting of the fire...

That's the time!

If the blade transforms and the essence of Gengxin will be completely destroyed, I will be able to play discus and go to the Olympics to participate in the competition.

I pressed the buttons to close the fire and open the cover with my left hand, and waved my right palm and slapped it hard on the stove, "Buzz"! This palm condensed my whole body's strength, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the two vital energy in one place, using the Zhen method taught by Teacher Jiang Hua.

The hidden knife suddenly turned into a red light and flew out from the furnace cover opened above the blast furnace. Before it could land, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had surrounded it under the guidance of my consciousness. I saw that the originally black hidden knife gradually turned white under my constant tempering, and the fierce and cruel aura disappeared!

According to the Taoist Book, I divided a ray of consciousness and seeped into the hidden sword. I didn't expect that I had condensed it to this point. The knife still seemed to be rejecting my consciousness. As soon as my consciousness touched the blade, I felt as if there was an invisible obstacle blocking my way!

"Hmph, you are difficult to deal with, but I lost so much money for the first time in my sword refining, so I must succeed, and you can't help it!"

I raised my head, like a rhino looking at the moon, spraying a milky white vital energy as thick as a child's arm from my mouth and nose, hugging the strand of consciousness, and slapped it into the hidden knife.

“Langlanglang…”

The hidden sword trembled and made a clear chant sound. I laughed loudly. The consciousness finally successfully penetrated into the knife. At this moment, it could already fly and change according to my heart, collect it into a pill and unfold it into a sword. From today on, I, Zhang Dong, finally had my own flying sword of jumping balls. I don’t have to envy Li Yingqiong and Qi Jinchan and other sword immortals in the novel.

It’s a pity that the flying sword is not as magical as mentioned in the novel. It is not easy to collect the sword into a pill like me, and then spit it out and kill people within a hundred meters. The combination of body and sword and the technique of flying swords in "Shushan" is not recorded in the Taoist sect. It is probably just a nonsense that the master of the Zhudao Tower tells...

As my mind moved slightly, the hidden knife immediately turned into a stream of light and flew down. When it reached my mouth, it shrank into a pill and was swallowed by me in one mouthful. It could not flow in my throat to the middle dantian and was warmed up all the time.

I was about to leave when I suddenly saw a pile of steel beads piled up in the corner of the workshop wall. Each one was as big as an egg. I immediately felt moved and took three and threw them into the stove. After about ten minutes, I had three more flying beads.

In order to thank the merit book on earth for the benefits I gave me, I named the hidden sword "Meditary Knife" and the three steel beads "Meditary Pearl". Thinking of the happy life of having one sword and three pearls in the future, my heart of Tao was very happy and laughed loudly.

As soon as I relaxed, I suddenly felt dizzy and sweating on my face. Then I remembered that in order to refine the Tibetan sword, the spiritual energy in my body was almost exhausted, and even the two vitality was only a trace of it, and it was slowly recovering in the lower dantian.

How can I get back in this state?

I can only try to meditate in the workshop, hoping to absorb some of the rich fire spirit here, recover and then leave.

Unexpectedly, I felt something was wrong as soon as I absorbed it.

This steel mill is very hot, and it is okay to rely on the amount of fire to suppress the hidden sword. The problem is that this is not the real acquired Bing Ding essence at all. It is just because steel is made every day and year, and the fire is soaked in the originally thin spiritual energy here, which creates the illusion of rich spiritual energy in the fire nature.

If I stripped off these fire energy, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth here is even worse than that of Hanshan. Moreover, with these fire energy, I cannot absorb it into my body at all. Now the energy is consumed too much, and I cannot purify these fire energy at all. In addition, my eight meridians are not open, the river cart is not transported, and the kidney water cannot subdue the true yang... I am still a boy. If the fire energy is hooked into the true yang and cannot subdue it, I will become another proof of the spontaneous combustion phenomenon of the human body...

This joke is too unstoppable. I would rather be exhausted than burn it. How ugly is that?

Sighing, I had to drag my tired body out of the workshop.

But here is ten kilometers away from Hanshan, it's so bitter...

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