Chapter 381

Next, is the forging process.

Before Jiang Hanneng even Fang Tianhua halberd this difficult thing out, let alone an ordinary sword.

Compared with the process of making Jingte, this molding process is much simpler. But this time, Jiang Han didn't use the terrible hammer all the time. The strength required for different positions of the weapon is also different. Sometimes even a small hammer of three or five Jin can be used, because only the more perfect the weapon is, the easier it is to refine its soul.

Hiss...

as the red sword body was thrown into the bucket by Jiang Han, a mass of white gas came out. After cooling, Jiang Han lifted the sword out of the water, and the light of ice was shining on the sword body. Although it has not yet started, the momentum of cutting iron like mud is obvious.

"What a sword

Yuan Tao couldn't help but exclaim. At the same time, he was constantly comforting himself. Looking at the cold end of the sword, even if he couldn't become a soul soldier, he was definitely a top-grade fighter. It was not impossible for him to be promoted directly after a period of silence...

but his worries were superfluous.

"Lord yuan, blood sacrifice!"

Jiang Han's words pull yuan Tao back from his wishful thinking. At this moment, he suddenly excites himself. At this step, he only feels his brain buzzing, and can't even remember how he walked a little bit. He only feels that a painful blood on his arm has dropped on the crystal sword body through his skin.

Hiss...

without any delay, Jiang Han immediately put the sword back to the furnace after it had been soaked with blood. But this time, the sword was no longer burning red, but it was only faintly beating out a dazzling light, and then the body of the sword was unable to sing, which means that his soul was beginning to wake up.

Humming... Humming... Humming...

the soul soldiers made by Jiang Han with the divine general's iron striking method are shaking violently at the moment, as if they are strongly dissatisfied with being just a soul soldier. The strong resentment immediately covered the whole city hall, making all the people on the scene change their faces.

Jiang Han, Yuan Tao... Eight wild songs.

There are no ordinary people present. How can they not feel the resentment from Changjian?

It's going to blow itself up!

Jiang Han gave a big drink. At the same time, he felt that the resentment in the sword was getting heavier and heavier, and the elements of fire were also reorganized violently. If this goes on, the weapon will be broken in a moment.

Yes, it's resentment.

Can the craftsman only forge a soul soldier? It's just overkill and overuse.

This...

at this time, Jiang Han was also sweating. He didn't expect that the weapon he had worked so hard for so long would be so unwilling. What's more, although he used the method of making iron by a craftsman, what kind of weapon can he make just by using iron ore? Holy soldier? Don't be kidding.

Let's not say that Jiang Han doesn't know how to refine holy soldiers at all. The material for refining holy soldiers is not only iron ore. what else can I build if I don't build soul soldiers?

No, it can't be broken like this. It's the first soul soldier in my life.

"Give me... Town!"

Jiang Han holds the handle of the sword and wants to use his fighting spirit to suppress the vibration of the sword. However, the harder he works, the more he finds the resentment of the weapon. Although the vibration is suppressed temporarily, the resentment has not been reduced at all. In this way, the sword turns into pieces, which is almost a predictable result.

"This...

" heaven, is it really going to fail? "

"Don't I, Yuan Tao, have the chance to become a saint?"

Yuan Tao's face is distressed. After all, everything looks perfect from the beginning of the fire. His expectations are too big. At this moment, the more disappointed he is.

Yuan Tao felt that his soul soldiers were resisting his master this time. As a city leader, he was not willing to surrender a weapon. The unbearable humiliation and indignation in his life forced him to tears.

"Lord yuan, don't worry, I won't let you down!"

Jiang Han also felt yuan Tao's emotional change. He was angry in his heart. He held down the shaking sword with one hand and said, "stop it, Laozi!"

Hum!

With Jiang Han's anger, the resentment on Jian's body dissipated and replaced by a slight tremor. After all, Jiang Han is a master craftsman, and he can handle a small weapon by hand.

What's more, although yuan Tao's blood was used in Jiang Han's blood sacrifice, Jiang Han was also regarded as his parents. Seeing Jiang Han's severe reprimand at this time, he could not do without any reflection.

"What do you have to complain about? Your master is a city master of the Royal kingdom of blood, and his cultivation is also very strong. Once he is connected with his blood, I believe that in the future, the city master yuan will surely be able to take you up to 90000 Li and cross the world with a sword. Why don't you want to?" Jiang Han's words mingled with unparalleled domineering, which made the violent shaking dissipate a lot in a moment."You're the first soul soldier I've built. I've tried my best. Although you're only a soul soldier now, your upper limit is not as simple as a soul soldier."

"Believe me, you can be strong, too."

"In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely forge and upgrade for you, as long as you can continue to hone and grow."

Buzzing...

sure enough, with the constant export of Jiang Han's words, the shaking of the long sword also became slight. In the end, even if Jiang Han put it down, he could only see the sword handle shaking slightly, like a response to Jiang Han's words.

"That's it?"

The tears in Yuan Tao's eyes were not dry, and he almost broke tears into a smile. This huge reversal, no matter how deep the city is, is a little hard to bear. After all, this life and death cycle scares people from heart disease.

"Hoo..."

"don't worry, Lord yuan, I can feel that the soul of this sword has fully recognized and accepted you. In other words, our sword is a soul soldier without cutting edge." Jiang Han also wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. After all, the scene just now was too dangerous. As long as he delayed for a moment, the soul soldier in front of him would become a piece of waste!

This kind of situation, also is Jiang Han ten thousand don't think of.

But fortunately, everything seems to be going well now, but the forging experience also taught Jiang Hanche a thorough lesson.

The craftsman's method is easy to use, but not omnipotent.

When forging soul soldiers, we still need to combine the two methods to create soul soldiers without resentment...

"it's really dangerous."

Jiang Han wiped the cold sweat on his forehead again, feeling that thanks to this experiment, otherwise in the rookie King competition to create a piece of waste, it will only empty make people laugh.

Although Jiang Han is not afraid of being ridiculed, he can't let his deceased master down and lose face.

Uncle Ye, still in the arms of the stars watching him!