Slowly walked to the campus, originally thought that there would be a rumored attack, after all, the probability of Qing walking alone at night is extremely high, and this is thanks to his own hue There will be such a high probability of occurrence, but now it seems that it can only be disappointed. I deliberately slowed down my pace and walked around the town for a while, but when I walked to the school, I didn't have anything to do, and I looked at the empty campus in the night, and climbed and turned over the iron gate that had been closed. Safely entered the school.

Wearing the suits and leather shoes of the teaching staff, exercising the work of teaching and educating people, but in the middle of the night he is doing the unruly work of climbing over the iron gate and crossing the wall, if he is seen, it is definitely a very terrible thing! It's enough to shut up and extinguish it---- but fortunately, it's not cold at night, and fools will come to school at night like this. Qing, who had crossed the iron gate, raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand, the time had unconsciously reached more than nine o'clock, the moonlight in the sky was dim, and the starlight was good.

Without stopping for more, Qing got up and walked straight towards the blacksmith room he occupied, the Hydra resident in that place did not report any special circumstances, which meant that everything was still the same as before, the old appearance of the headache and grumpy cloth. The school is quite large, from the gate across the campus, and then through the forest, the distance is quite far, after walking for a short period of time, finally the old old house is reflected in front of me, dilapidated and old, no matter how you look at it, there is a kind of 'This is a haunted house, right?' This kind of feeling can be seen in its shabby.

Took out the key and stabbed the door lock, Qing opened the sliding door and walked inside, and then locked it with his backhand. The indoor temperature is very different from the outside temperature! There are more than thirty or forty degrees! It's cold outside, but it's hot and humid inside! Ordinary people walk into this house and immediately have to lie down, not only the problem of the temperature difference between inside and outside, but the temperature is extremely high and dry and stuffy, it does not take long for the water in the human body to be evaporated, even if you drink water hard, you can't solve this problem.

Qing took off her suit and trousers and hung it up carefully, changed into work clothes and work shoes, and walked straight towards the burning stove. The hydra is lying listlessly in front of the stove, the nine heads take turns agitating the bellows to continuously increase the firepower, this guy is obviously not lightly heated, even if it is a fierce beast of the gods, but it is still the category of the sea devil, it can't stand it after staying in a hot and dry place for a long time, although it has no consciousness, but the instinct of the flesh will not lie.

Squeezing out a drop of blood with a fingernail and throwing it to the guy who was on the plate, the ugly guy who was originally listless instantly recovered his spirits and ate the blood in one bite. Qing smiled and waved his hand towards the door, and the hydra instantly shrank and shrunk through the cracks in the dilapidated door. Glancing at the guy who went out for a ventilation, Qing Qi sat down in front of the stove, repeating the same action as his predecessor just now, pulling the bellows to continuously increase the heat of the stove.

There were two things in the raging flames that were scorched by the flames, a straight sword of about 130 centimeters, and a sword that did not look like a sword and a stick that did not resemble a stick. There is no doubt that one is a sword blank that has only been formed for a long time, and the other is completely unformed, and the two things are burned without moving in the flames, but the results of the day are slow. The shards of those unfortunate things are harder to melt than expected, and even burning red is extremely difficult, and forging is another matter.

In the corner by the stove was a pile of tooth scales and the like, which had been ripped from the hydra----- and there was no need to outline the bloody getaway. I grabbed some and threw them into the fire, and the original flames instantly became three or four times more violent! And it continued to burn, and the two blanks in the fire gradually turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was a sign that the flame had reached the standard, and after a while it could be taken out for forging to further refine the sword blank.

It is very difficult for the flames of the present world to melt the fragments of the Noble Phantasm, and if the firepower is not up to the standard, the iron will not be able to burn red. Qing forged those pieces into these sword blanks and spent all the time since entering the blacksmithing shop, but the result was still as unsatisfactory as it is now, difficult to melt, and forged together to make it perfectly jointed, forming the shape of the overall sword step by step. All of this has almost exhausted all of Qing's patience and energy, and even if it is exhausted, it will continue, and it will continue to continue----

Wood, coal, oil, and gasoline flames are hard enough to match firepower, but tooth scales carved into the side of the stove can raise the firepower to the standard. Qing saw that the sword blank in the furnace had reached the expected temperature, and then directly took out the red-hot sword body with his hand and placed it on the iron pier. The hand smelled burnt on top of the red-hot sword blank, and the whole hand burned from overheating.

This is no way to do it, the temperature of the sword blank is by no means the temperature of ordinary iron pieces burning red, the iron clamp is clamped, the basic clip will melt by itself, and without a suitable tool, Qing can only resolutely use his hands to take it. However, this is not without benefits, because the hand directly touches the sword blank, Qing can control the blood to continuously flow into the sword blank, so that the tissues that cannot be combined inside can be coagulated under the blood with divinity, and can also directly perceive the internal situation and forge reasonably.

Qing picked up the hammer and slammed the sword, and the sparks continued to splash with a clanging sound. The hammer that is struck is made of the scraps of the sword blank, the general hammer can not bear the strength of the forging at all, the basic hammer will become a discus after two knocks, in order to complete the forging process, I have to make such a rough hammer, and the iron pier is okay, the overall hardness is ideal, and the strength of the forging can barely withstand the strengthening of the technique.

As the night hurried by, Qing threw the more well-formed sword blank into the furnace, and the hydra lay on its stomach like a dead dog, pulling out its teeth and peeling its scales, contributing the next materials to increase its firepower. The increase of the fire power is not a casual procedure, but needs to be incinerated for several days to reach the ideal temperature, and then vigorously raised, and the random increase in the temperature of the furnace is not conducive to the formation of the sword blank, and may even form cracks---- so the forging process is extremely slow.

"I believe it won't be long before this sword can be taken out for polishing!" Qing said to Hydra with a slight self-soothing, slowly recovering her blackened left hand. At that time, polishing will be the most difficult process, and it will be difficult for ordinary grinding materials in the world to sharpen your own sword. However, Qing has already prepared in this regard, that is, the sword in the furnace is not like a sword, and the stick is not like a stick, it is a file, and the forging process is handled by Hydra, so he doesn't have to bother----