It took more than half an hour to talk about the forging and the forging of the forging.

Suddenly, Fang Chong said something: "I have decided that I want to become a forge."

Plop!

Fang Zongqing staggered and almost fell down. He stared at him in surprise and said, "Zhong'er, aren't you kidding? Forging masters are not so easy to achieve. Without good teachers' teachings, you can't become a forging master even if you beat iron like your father for the rest of your life."

"I understand, dad, don't worry, I can definitely become a forge, and I'm not an ordinary forge." Fang Chong said confidently. In fact, he wanted to become a weapon refining master, but he was afraid that Fang Zongqing wouldn't understand, so he changed his words temporarily.

Fang Zongqing was really hard to understand Fang Chong's sudden thoughts and confidence, but fortunately, he was used to all kinds of strange things about his son. He shook his head helplessly, raised his hammer and continued to hit his black iron.

Fang Zongqing didn't ask, and Fang Chong was so happy that he didn't explain. Anyway, if the explanation could only be pushed to the false immortal, it would be better not to explain.

In fact, his confidence comes from "The Beauty of the Country", or from Mei'er. Although Mei'er has no body, she is the spirit of a magic weapon after all. The knowledge in her mind is an astronomical number, to put it bluntly, it is a mobile library.

Just now, Meier told him that he could become a profession that is a hundred times more noble and brilliant than a forge - a weapon refiner!

As the name suggests, a weapon refining various objects.

However, among the immortal cultivators, the weapon refiners are the characters who refine various magic weapons, spiritual energy, and immortal weapons. They have noble identities and come and go without a trace, but one thing they have in common is that they are arrogant and extremely arrogant. Most people are too lazy to deal with.

In fact, if you think about it, you will understand that as a skilled weapon refiner, everyone else is asking him for him, so he is naturally very arrogant.

Moreover, almost every weapon refiner is a top master with a strong cultivation level. It is impossible for ordinary cultivators to force them, and they dare not be disrespectful at all.

Because refining spiritual weapons and immortal weapons require sufficient strength. Without sufficient strength, even if they are skilled, it is useless. Therefore, the level of the weapon refiners also determines their cultivation level.

In addition, the weapon refiner can refine weapons himself, so he must have many spiritual weapons, even immortal weapons. Once he fights, he will be a human-shaped weapon, comparable to a fighting fortress. Who wouldn’t have a headache when fighting such a person? Who would be willing to?

"Weapon refiners are somewhat similar to those mages in online games. They are noble and arrogant, but rare, and have enough capital to be proud." Fang Chong defined the weapon refiners, but there was more things to ask Meier.

......

At night, Fang Chong lay on the bed with his eyes closed. In fact, his mind had already entered the "Picture of Beauty in the Country" and was standing in the study.

"Mei'er, you said you could make me a weapon refiner, but how could I become a weapon refiner?" Fang Chong asked in confusion.

"Being a weapon refiner is not easy. Without the guidance of a famous teacher, you will never achieve anything in your life." Mei'er was unparalleled and stood beside Fang Chong and laughed: "But, master, you are lucky and have inherited this "God of Beauty in the Country".

What is the relationship between inheriting the beauty picture of the country and refining weapons?

Fang Chong was slightly stunned and said curiously: "Mei'er, please make it clear, what does this "Beauty of the Kingdom and the Mountain" have to do with refining weapons?"

Meier smiled and said, "This "Beauty of the River and Mountains" is actually an encyclopedia of weapon refining. It is the most peak masterpiece of weapon refining skills. It contains the essence that the old master has learned throughout his life. The old master himself is a master of weapon refining. Do you think there is anything to do with this?"

The master of weapon refining, this is an amazing figure.

Fang Chong was startled. Although he did not understand the meaning of the three words "grandmaster", his instinctive feeling must be extraordinary.

Because ordinary weapon refiners can be called masters with a high status, and the great masters are undoubtedly top-notch existences. As can be seen from their names, they are even higher than masters, and their level of refining weapons is naturally far higher than that of masters.

"Scared!" Meier proudly raised her head, revealing her white neck, and said, "The old master's weapon refining method is unparalleled in the world. Master, as the old master's heir, there is no doubt that you will become a weapon refining master. It's just a matter of time.

"Mei'er." Fang Chong felt a burning heart when he heard it, and he smiled: "Then... let's start now, I can't wait."

"good."

After Mei'er's explanation, Fang Zhong's passion in his heart dropped by half, because if he wanted to become a weapon refiner, the most basic thing was to practice the immortal skills and use his own primordial power. In the primordial power, the primordial power is the foundation, and without primordial power, nothing can be sacrificed.

However, he doesn't even have internal energy now, let alone Yuanli.

It is not possible to refine weapons, at least for a short period of time. So Fang Chong had no choice but to give up the plan to become a weapon refiner immediately, choose a long-term strategy, and proceed step by step.

"Master, this is a book called "Forging Basics", which is not considered a refining weapon, but it is very suitable for your current situation. It is stored by the old master on another planet." Meier pointed her slender fingers, and a golden book suddenly flew out from the bookshelf, which was very thick and a few centimeters.

The golden book floated onto the desk, and then Meier gently tapped it and broke the restriction on it. The golden book pages automatically opened, revealing the clear handwriting inside.

"Twelve Forgings"." Fang Chong glanced at the pages of the book, followed the catalogue, without missing a word, carefully, and tried hard to remember any of the sentences.

After a while, he was deeply immersed in the book. The mysterious and magical forging techniques in it amaze him. Many of the methods were not available in this world, far beyond his expectations. Even the high-tech in his previous life was not as good as such mysterious forging techniques.

A book is a few centimeters thick, and it can’t be finished in a short time.

The night passed, and Fang Chong only saw a small part, but even so he benefited a lot, as if he had opened another skylight, allowing him to see a wonderful forging world.

Fang Chong knew the value of this book "Twelve Forgings", but he was not in a hurry to try it. After all, he was not a child's mind and understood the principle of sharpening a knife without delaying chopping wood. He would not try it easily before fully understanding the relevant forging skills.

For seven days, Fang Chong locked himself in his room and studied the "Twelve Forgings" almost forgot to eat and sleep. It took him seven days to finish reading this secret book of forgings.

Of course, this is just finished reading it, and it is still a long way from familiarity and understanding.

"Huh, this forging technique is indeed extraordinary. Ordinary black iron can actually forge into divine weapons. It's so mysterious." Fang Chong was surprised. He originally thought that black iron was the worst material and it was impossible to forge good weapons, but after reading "Twelve Forgings", he realized that he was really too short-sighted.

So what about black iron? If used properly, you can forge a magic weapon.

This is the advantage of a brilliant forging technique. Forging good weapons from ordinary materials and magic weapons from good materials are incredible and mysterious.

For a whole month, Fang Zhong almost never left home.

Lan was wandering around the yard anxiously, worried: "Zhong'er's father, our child is fine? It's been a month since he hasn't seen him go out. What should I do if I continue like this?"

Next to him, Fang Zongqing smiled: "Don't worry, our Chong'er has grown up and he has a proper position. There must be his reason for forgetting to eat and sleep. We can just watch it while watching, and there is no need to interfere." He was very relieved about his son and was not worried at all.

Bang!

At this moment—

The door suddenly opened from the inside, Fang Chong took a step forward and rushed out like a gust of wind, leaving only one sentence: "Dad, mother, I'm going to the iron shop, I don't have to wait for me for lunch."

It was not until Fang Chong's figure disappeared that Lan and Fang Zongqing could react. The couple stared at each other and smiled bitterly.

In the iron shop, Fang Chong closed the door, the fire rose, and he was excited.

In the past month, he has fully learned the first chapter of "Twelve Forgings". What he lacks is practice. After all, all abilities need to be judged by practice. The theoretical knowledge alone is not enough to transform into his own abilities. Only in practice can skills be better improved.

Half an hour later, the fire was already red, and a large ball of fire was sucking and spitting on it, and the heat waves came over. After a while, the Chong was already sweating profusely.

"Well, the fire should be enough. Now it's tempering and purification." Fang Chong took action for the first time, and was extremely careful to throw the black iron into the fire, carefully observing the changes in the black iron.

The dark black iron has no heat resistance and has softened in a short while and has become crushed.

At this time, Fang Chong took out a small paper bag from his body, carefully sprinkled it on the black iron, and silently said to himself: "It depends on you whether it is successful or not."

The paper bag is light blue powder with a strange vanilla flavor, but when the powder is sprinkled on the black iron, a strange change occurs. A layer of powder suddenly melts, melting into the black iron like a stream of water, causing the red black iron to add a light blue color out of thin air.

Then, the light blue color flowed rapidly in the red black iron, condensing a trace of blue thread.

Seeing this scene, Fang Zhong felt a little relieved and was overjoyed. This blue powder was the Blue Star Grass he had collected with great effort this month.

It is rare to use Blue Star Grass, but it is useful to forge a little bit of stamen with only the tip. It is not easy to collect such a small bag of Blue Star Grass stamens. It took a lot of time. Fortunately, it was successful, otherwise it would be hard.

"The "Twelve Forgings" says that Blue Star Grass powder can purify black iron, and it is indeed effective. It seems that the black iron grade after purifying Blue Star Grass should be one level higher." Fang Chong stared at the black iron with his eyes straight at the black iron. It was visible to the naked eye. The red black iron narrowed a large circle under the action of Blue Star Grass, becoming darker and deeper, faintly revealing the unique cold luster of metal.

The iron block that was burning red actually revealed a cold luster, which was really weird.
Chapter completed!