The five people stayed in this smelting furnace for more than two hours. During this period, no one spoke. They just remained silent and endured it. Apart from the roar and heat waves from the smelting furnace, no one took any initiative in the room. conversation dialogue
Yu Peng didn't mind anything. On the contrary, he quite liked this kind of atmosphere. It was nice not to disturb each other.
Li Jianfei is really brave. He actually has a lot of things to do recently, including family matters, personal matters, and many families looking for him. He is very busy.
His grandfather passed away just over a week ago. As the closest grandson, Li Jianfei's entertainment arrangements have been scheduled for a month. He is fully booked from morning to night. He has to receive people from various families, and there are also three parties in the morning, noon and evening. I have to eat with different people, and even at night, I have to be ready to discuss matters with the elders of my family at any time.
If he hadn't had a foundation in spiritual practice and a good physical foundation, he would have been unable to endure it long ago.
The last time he went to the auction, he begged several elders and spent an hour with the clan leader before finally letting him out. It was the same this time. In order to go out, he had to give gifts and spend money. It was really I spend every minute counting notes and calculating money.
But this matter is indeed very important, but Mr. Lu has this temper, and no one can do anything about it, so Li Jianfei can only endure it, hoping to end it as soon as possible and go back
The two young men next to Mr. Lu, a man and a woman, have to get used to it a lot. They are each busy with the work at hand, and they occasionally go on errands. The time flies very quickly.
Several people were wearing protective clothing, and their whole bodies were wrapped tightly. Even the hoods on their heads were tightly fitted. However, this protective clothing was not heavy, it was very light to wear, and it was not affected by movement. Influence
This protective suit is obviously made of special materials and special technology. In the environment of dozens of degrees outside, several people did not feel any discomfort. Yu Peng and Li Jianfei are Taoists and have superior physiques. Let’s not talk about this. Those two Even a young man and an old man who looked to be in his seventies didn't even sweat, which shows how good its heat insulation function is.
Yu Peng tried to study the material of this dress, but he couldn't tell it from the feel. If he wanted to open the Eye of Burning Spirit, it was not suitable. There are so many people and so many eyes.
Although Yu Peng has some special talents, in terms of experience, it is actually just like that. Apart from being in an extreme realm and those ghosts, he really doesn’t know much about other aspects.
However, the clothes only served as insulation, not sound, so Yu Peng's ears could still hear the old man mumbling to himself from time to time. He spoke very softly, but still Yu Peng heard it
Yu Peng listened for a while and then couldn't stand it anymore. The old man was full of curse words. Some were scolding the monks for not knowing how to cherish their weapons, some were scolding them for not understanding the materials, and some were scolding his own apprentices for being brainless. Some of them scolded the world for being unfair, and some scolded their children for not taking over. They never stopped.
The female young man on his left had headphones in her ears and was playing various pop songs, while the male young man on his right was actually playing cross talk and was listening to it with gusto.
More than half an hour later, the old man controlled the screen in front of him, and a ding sound came from the smelting furnace next to him, which was a bit like the notification sound of a microwave oven ending its work.
The young male next to Mr. Lu heard the sound and quickly walked to a smelting furnace and pulled out a slot. It was a burned red crucible with golden solution flowing in it.
The young man carried the crucible and slowly moved to another room separated by a wall. That room was completely different from this room. It was a room with an extremely low temperature. If the temperature of this room was above 40 degrees, then the room next door would be house, the temperature is at least below 60 degrees
When the man carried the crucible in, Yu Peng could feel him shivering from the cold, and the heat emitted by the crucible soon formed a white mist around him, but it was directly blocked by a particularly large fan above his head. sucked away
After the man poured the golden solution in the crucible into a special trough, he trotted back to the steamer room.
When Mr. Lu saw the man like this, he cursed fiercely.
"Trash!"
This time he wasn't mumbling to himself, everyone in the room heard it.
The man didn't refute or apologize. His casual look gave him a feeling. If you scold him casually, I'd lose as long as I heard a word. After returning to the house, he continued to stand next to the old man and browse electronic devices.
The old man just cursed and continued to stare at the screen.
This room is separated from the cold storage-like room next to it by only a wall, and it is also a glass wall. The situation over there is clear at a glance.
Including when the man passed by, there was a sliding door that closed automatically. It was all made of glass. If the door hadn't been opened, no one would have thought that the door was there.
Yu Peng also remembered at this time that when he was passing by in the corridor, he took a glance and found that the room seemed to be called a cold room.
It’s really a well-deserved naming.
Through the glass, Yu Peng could see that as the golden metallic liquid rolled, the steaming water vapor next to it continued to rise. However, before it had time to spread, it was directly sucked up by the huge fan above the head.
Oh, only then did Yu Peng remember that even thickened, specially made glass couldn't withstand such a temperature difference impact, right?
It seems that the glass here is not simple.
It's a pity that he can't study its material carefully in his condition, otherwise Yu Peng really wants to lie down on the glass and take a good look at it.
After that, every once in a while, maybe half an hour, or an hour, as the old man operated, the young man took out the crucibles from different furnaces, and then sent them to the cold room next door, and then poured the metal solutions into them respectively. into different adjacent grooves
When the young male brought out a piece of material with a purple halo, the old man finally turned around from facing the screen, staring at the young man's movements, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and the man next to him The female young man also stared at the man's hands.
The young male seemed very nervous and carefully moved his feet step by step, trying to maintain balance as much as possible. His hand holding the crucible was steady and did not dare to shake at all. It took nearly three minutes. He only walked a distance of less than ten meters, and then spent nearly five minutes holding the crucible and pouring the purple solution into a special round metal jar bit by bit, with a skillful technique like an oil seller, accompanied by The purple mist of metal solution, like a hair filament, is poured evenly and steadily into the metal jar.
From a distance, there are almost no traces. Only with the eyesight of Yu Peng and Li Jianfei can they see this thread as thin as a hair.
Come to think of it, this is a very special and precious material that made these three people so careful.
When the man came out of the cold room, he raised his head and rubbed his head through the mask. Yu Peng and Li Jianfei saw that his head was covered with thin beads of sweat.
Mr. Lu also relaxed at this moment, turned his head and said to Li Jianfei
"Jianfei, the two flying swords your master gave you must not be high-end items, right?"
Li Jianfei was stunned by such a sudden question, and asked after a moment
"Old man, why do you say that?"
"Huh, why do you say that? If you don't look at the properties of your flying sword, it's a crudely made thing, and you can still regard it as a treasure. I can't even take it out."
Li Jianfei hesitated to speak, wanted to say but dared not, looking extremely embarrassed...
The person who made the flying sword is right next to you. What do you want me to say in reply to you?
The person who made the flying sword is right next to you. If I don't quarrel with you, how can I explain to Yu Peng?
Dilemma
Seeing Li Jianfei's appearance, Mr. Lu seemed to have verified some of his conjectures. He glanced at Yu Peng next to him. Although he looked a little unhappy, he still held up his chest and said approvingly.
"These people who are practicing Taoism nowadays are really inferior to each other. They always want to learn from their ancestors and pay attention to purity and quality. They pursue the ultimate in everything, but they are not capable enough. If you can't learn it, don't practice with such a good thing. , isn’t this a waste, a bunch of retarded things?”
I don’t know what his habit is. Mr. Lu basically says a few words and then adds some spice.
"The pig king will give birth to a pig demon, the pig demon will give birth to a wild boar, the wild boar will give birth to a wild boar, and the wild boar will give birth to a domestic pig, creating a litter of stupid pigs."
"Since hundreds of years ago, blacksmiths have known that simple materials are indeed easy to smelt and make weapons, but the simpler the material, the easier it is to generate stress inside. Do you understand stress? Do you understand tension? You don't understand anything. , I know that it is easy to make this kind of weapon with a single material, and it is nonsense to use a flying sword as a spiritual weapon. After only a few fights, there are so many cracks, this is the price."
"Whether there is water in your head or shit in your head, any monastic sect is nothing in my eyes."
Mr. Lu is still swearing a lot, and he doesn’t have a good word in his mouth.
But when Li Jianfei heard this, he coughed and reminded him
"Grandpa Lu, if you scold me, it will be bad if you bring the sect with you."
When Mr. Lu heard Li Jianfei's rebuttal, he was just about to continue to scold him when he suddenly realized something and choked up. In front of Li Jianfei, Yu Cheng, and the two apprentices, he raised his right hand and slapped himself hard. The slap and the mask made a squeaking sound like glass being folded.
But after slapping himself, Mr. Lu continued to speak.
"But poor technology means poor technology. If you don't even know how to add other metal elements to weapons, fuse and temper them, and use them to synthesize harder metals, your level is poor. I will say the same thing when the King of Heaven comes."
It’s just that this time I spoke, after all, I didn’t add any information.
Li Jianfei was beside him and didn't know what to say. To say that the two flying swords were bad would be to damage Yu Peng's face. To say that the two flying swords were good was to argue with Mr. Lu's hard steel. No matter what he said, it was inappropriate. , just don’t say a word at all
Can't afford to offend
