Time Travel Begins with Dragon Ball

"Take it." Mei Sanniang readily handed Zhen Gang and Xuan Jian to Master Xu.

Master Xu first checked Zhen Gang, stroked the sword body lightly, and nodded in admiration: "It is very sharp and fierce, cutting jade and breaking gold is like cutting civil wood, it is indeed a good sword."

Then he checked the black and white Xuanjian again: "It is rumored that this black and white Xuanjian, the black sword is the sword of revenge, and the white sword is the sword of protection, it really has exhausted the essence of the sword, the sword is a murder weapon, and a man is a murder weapon, Swords can kill people or save people, it just depends on the person who holds the sword. It is really a blessing for such a famous sword to fall into the hands of Mrs. Sun."

When Mei Sanniang heard the words, she immediately laughed happily: "You old man, suddenly you are a bit pleasing to the eye."

Obviously, Master Xu's 'Mrs. Sun' sounded her heartbroken.

Nongyu and the others smiled when they saw Mei Sanniang's happiness. Although Mei Sanniang was a servant in reputation, she had already been included in the ranks of sisters by them.

When Sun Wukong saw Master Xu talking eloquently, he was a little interested. Two swords flashed in his hand and handed it to Master Xu: "Then you are looking at these two swords."

"This sword..." Master Xu just glanced at it, and his face was solemn: "What a murderous aura, a bloody aura, these two swords, at least drink the blood of ten thousand people! If it's wrong, this should be the sword of Bai Yifei, who is in the blood of South Korea, right?"

"It seems that your vision is quite good." Sun Wukong said: "This red and white sword is indeed Bai Yifei's saber, but the blood is too strong, and I don't like it, so it has been useless."

Master Xu looked serious: "This is a blood-drinking sword. Although the sword is not good or bad, it only depends on the person holding the sword, but it is undeniable that these two swords are indeed evil swords. They have killed too many people and are murderous. If the blood is too heavy, and the mind is not strong, it is better to use it sparingly, so as not to affect the mind and become a blood-drinking and ruthless killer."

Sun Wukong: "I don't care about the magic sword, the divine sword, it's just that this kind of sword is poured with blood, the blood is too strong, I really don't like it very much, but the material of this sword is quite good, it's right here with you now, if you want Without using your foundry, I will recast this sword."

When Master Xu heard this, his eyes lit up: "Mr. Sun still knows how to make swords?"

"Let's be so-so." Sun Wukong has not yet made a sword by normal means. Now that he is here this time, he also wants to try it out to see what kind of magic weapon he can forge with these ordinary iron.

"Please." Master Xu immediately took Sun Wukong to his dedicated casting room.

Sun Wukong is already a legendary figure, such a person said that he wants to cast a sword, and he can't wait to see it.

Master Xu's foundry is worthy of being a professional-grade one, with melting furnaces, forging tables, and more.

And Sun Wukong walked directly to the smelting furnace. When Master Xu saw it, he immediately said to the two Mohist disciples: "Quick, set fire to it."

"No need." Sun Wukong waved his hand indifferently, waved the two back, and with a flick of his finger, a small flame was instantly thrown into the melting furnace, igniting a raging fire.

Concubine Yan and the others were all stunned: "Golden flames?"

Master Xu didn't say anything, but held his breath and watched it carefully, for fear of missing any detail.

Sun Wukong just threw the two swords into the smelting furnace. Under the high temperature, they gradually began to melt and turned into a pool of molten iron.

Master Xu's face showed surprise: "The melting speed is so fast, it can be seen that the temperature of this golden flame is high, but you can't feel the slightest temperature. It's really strange, what kind of flame is this?"

The two swords were smelted into molten iron at the same time, and Sun Wukong did not stop calcining until the molten iron was reduced. After the melting of the two swords was reduced to the molten iron of one sword, with a single finger hook, the molten iron in the forging furnace flew out immediately, autonomously in the air. The flow elongated, gradually forming the shape of a sword, and then compressed and compressed with supreme power...

"This... what forging method is this?"

Master Xu was shocked and inexplicable. He originally wanted to learn the forging technique of Sun Wukong. This is such a forging technique. How do you tell him to learn it?

Others cast magic weapons, which one does not need a thousand tempering, but Sun Wukong casts it, but directly smelts it into molten iron, and then condenses the soldiers into a row, and compresses them with supreme internal force. The effect is even more amazing than a thousand tempering. It is incredible. can be copied?

Only after being compressed, the size of the sword became smaller and smaller, and in the end there was only one bǐ shǒu left.

"It seems that it is not enough to condense a sword."

Sun Wukong thought for a while, stretched out one hand, and immediately put a red crystal block in his hand, which he threw into the smelting furnace.

Chapter [-] Wholesale of Magic Weapons

This red crystal block is called Scarlet Flame Crystal, which is one of the top-level fire-attribute refining materials. Just adding a little bit can make the sword have the fire attribute, which is as blazing as fire.

In an instant, Chi Yanjing melted into a pool of red molten iron, exuding a blazing high temperature, which reflected the complexion of the people present was flushed.

Under the control of Sun Wukong's mind, the red molten iron turned into a stream of water and flew out from the smelting furnace, wrapping the already formed bǐ shǒu, and the small volume increased again, gradually forming the shape of a sword .

Immediately, Sun Wukong solidified and tempered with the supreme power of thought, and a peerless magic weapon was formed like this.

The moment the Divine Sword took shape, it emitted a raging flame, wrapped the body of the sword, humming and trembling, releasing an amazing sword intent.

When Sun Wukong hooked his hand, Jianming stopped in an instant, circled in the air, and flew to the side of Sun Wukong and circled happily.

When Master Xu saw it, he was immediately excited: "Famous swordsman, this, this, this... This is a peerless magic weapon!"

Sun Wukong ignored Master Xu, who was trembling with excitement. Instead, he reached out to hold the hilt of the sword. The scarlet flames on it disappeared in an instant.

The entire body of the sword is crimson, the body of the sword is sharp and slender, and the hilt is like a blooming red lotus, noble and beautiful.

Sun Wukong just glanced at it, and felt that this sword was very suitable for Red Lotus, but he already had a Chi Lian, but he didn't want Princess Red Lotus to become Chi Lian again.

After thinking about it, Sun Wukong decided to give this sword to Yanling Ji. Apart from Red Lotus, this sword is also the most suitable for her. With this sword, her fire charm will definitely increase.

"The sword is like a red lotus, burning karmic fire, so I will name you [Red Lotus Karmic Fire]."

When Gulian heard the name, she immediately showed joy. Since the sword was named after her, it was naturally going to be given to her.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong turned around and handed the [Red Lotus Karmic Fire] to Yan Lingji: "This sword is compatible with your attributes, so I will give it to you."

Yan Lingji's face suddenly showed a sweet smile, and regardless of whether anyone was present, she took the [Red Lotus Karmic Fire] and tapped on Sun Wukong's face with her toes.

When the red lotus on the side saw it, she was very unhappy: "It's really annoying to name it after others, but not give it to others."

Yan Lingji replied with a charming smile: "Sister Honglian, you are not practicing fire-type gōng fǎ, it is useless for you to hold this sword."

"It doesn't matter, I want one too." Red Lotus immediately stepped forward and hugged Sun Wukong's arm, she was rén qī, and her temper was like a little girl, but it was because of this that Sun Wukong was more and more towards her. Added love.

"Okay, okay, I'll cast one for each of you."

Not just one bowl of water, but many bowls of water must be leveled.