"Do you have to beat a piece of iron into parts that can be used directly?"

"No, even gods can't do such a thing!"

The villagers were talking and curious. Even the children who were dragging their noses were sandwiched between their legs by the adults, staring at Li Yao in a daze.

"Geeh!"

The whole village was silent. Only the old hens stocked on the gravel farm were not clear about the situation and were still singing loudly.

Li Yao took a deep breath. Ou Yezi's memory fragments rotated wildly deep in his brain. The countless days and nights spent in the iron room of Bailian Sect turned into colorful lights and poured into his limbs and bones.

In an instant, Li Yao seemed to possess a god. The silly, thick and black hammer in his hand actually made a sound of a dragon roar like a top-grade flying sword, and an invisible ripples of air rippled like ripples.

Several villagers nearby felt a strong wind blowing in their faces, and their hair was blown away, and a child simply started crying "wow".

Just as the villagers blinked, Li Yao moved!

His right hand turned into a black shadow, and he strangely circled in the air, smashing it hard on the iron felt!

"Dong!"

A dazzling ball of Mars broke out between the hammer and the iron felt, and the roar actually brought a lingering sound, like the sound of an ancient temple bell, which made everyone's eardrums buzz.

Many villagers couldn't help but cover their ears.

"Dong!"

The lingering sound of the first impact had not yet dissipated, and the hammer turned into a black giant python again, blasting towards the iron felt from another tricky angle, and once again emitted a shock like a bell in the ancient temple.

Two shocks were one in front and one behind, overlapping, attacking everyone like storm waves.

This time, even the strongest villagers couldn't help but cover their ears, and all the children burst into tears.

"What's going on? We haven't seen irons before, how could we make such a loud noise?"

"Wow, look, Master Li is so fast, and a hammer weighing dozens of pounds is like chopsticks in his hand!"

"Quick, too fast, I can't see how many hammers he made, and only saw the dark shadows in the sky!"

All the villagers covered their ears and widened their eyes while shouting loudly.

However, no one heard other people's voices, and everyone was immersed in endless shock.

Li Yao seemed to be unaware of it.

He was neither affected by the deafening bombardment nor disturbed by the screams of bystanders.

Once he enters the working state, his whole mind enters an ethereal state of forgetting both things and self.

His eyes seemed solemn, and he always stared at the iron felt.

But when you look closely, there is a faint emptiness hidden in the deepest part of your pupils, as if a wisp of his soul was not here, but in the iron room of the Bailian Sect 40,000 years ago!

With one hammer, one hammer, another hammer, Li Yao also consciously controlled his movements and used the "One Hundred and Eight-Handed Cloak Racking Method" all the way.

However, as the progress of the battle accelerated, his speed became faster and faster. Waving the hammer was no longer a conscious act, but became as natural as breathing. Later, his arms completely turned into two black rays. The entire iron felt was covered with heads and minds. Everyone could only hear a series of airtight "dongdongdongdongdongdong" sounds, and they could not see his movements clearly.

Suddenly, all movements stopped.

A bald hammer was thrown out, and the hammer head turned red, as if it had just been smelted with high temperatures and emitted a scorching heat.

"Change the hammer!" Li Yao glared and shouted.

Because of countless violent bombardments in a short period of time, the temperature of the hammer rose to extremely high and was unbearable to use it anymore.

When the villagers saw such a magical performance, they all shouted "ah" and were shocked.

The blacksmith in the village quickly handed over a new iron hammer. Li Yao weighed it and blew it out again!

In just half an hour, Li Yao replaced five hammers in total, and finally-

"It's done!"

Li Yao threw away the hot hammer, shook his blood bubbles, and kept shaking his hands, appreciating his masterpiece with satisfaction.

The villagers rushed up and stared at each other with their eyes wide open. They found that there were several parts of different shapes on the iron felt, and there were also a hill of parts piled up on the ground!

A large rusty iron cow was beaten by Li Yao to make hundreds of magic weapons components. This is the power of the Hundred Refining Sect’s iron-smashing technique 40,000 years ago!

The blacksmith in the village came over with a magic weapon for measuring accuracy. A red light shot out of the magic weapon, and every part was scanned in all directions.

"It's really made it! Although the accuracy is a little worse than the original one, it is completely acceptable for civilian magic weapons!"

The old blacksmith with gray hair jumped up in surprise and joy after reading the data on the measurement magic weapon.

For a moment, a tsunami burst out from the crowd.

"Master Li is so amazing. Just a hammer can produce hundreds of parts?"

"Of course. Master Li is a college student!"

"So what about college students? Our mistress is not a college student yet? Look at him like a bear!"

"What's the same? Master Li is attending a key university!"

Amid the cheers of the villagers, the village elder Tu smiled and invited Li Yao into his yard.

"Master Li, I really thank you this time. You have helped our village a lot!"

"Village Chief, I have repaired all the wooden ox and horses that can be repaired. School is about to start, so I am going to set off to report to the Great Wilderness War Courtyard today." Li Yao said with a smile.

"Okay, going to school is a big deal. We wish you a good trip. By the way, if there is something here, if you don't mind it, take it with you!"

The village chief dragged out a rag bag from under the bed with great difficulty. The things inside were very heavy and made a "squeaking" sound with the cement ground.

The village chief carefully uncovered the cloth bag, and there was a very strange metal lump lying inside. The bottom was thin and the top was thick, and it extended to both ends, somewhat like a natural hammer.

"Huh?" Li Yao's eyes began to shine.

The first technique he came into contact with in Ou Yezi's memory fragments was "One Hundred and Eight-Handed Cloak Racking Technique".

When I arrived at the iron room of Bailian Sect, I was also in contact with the iron hammer day and night.

It can be said that the hammer is the most familiar tool.

This uniquely-shaped natural iron hammer looks neither gold nor iron, not stunning, but has a strange magic that makes him reluctant to look away after a glance.

The village chief took a breath, raised a psychic lamp, lit the iron lump, and smiled and said, "Look!"

Li Yao narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint blue in front of him.

This iron lump was so black that it was very ugly just now. As soon as it touched the light source, a magnificent blue light shone out on the black surface. In the depths of the blue light, there seemed to be a flash of starlight shining, like a huge sapphire, extremely beautiful and breathtaking.

"Dark Star Rock?" Li Yao recognized it at a glance.

This substance called the Anxing Rock is neither gold nor iron, and has the characteristics of metal and rock. It is not native to the Tianyuan Realm. It is a kind of meteorite iron outside the sky. It is not very rare in number, but it is usually a piece the size of a baby's fist.

It is rare to see such large pieces of coagulate together and form a natural warhammer form.

The value of the Dark Star Rock is not very high, because although this material is hard in texture, it is too poor in conductivity for psychic energy, and it is difficult to refine various magic weapons, which is equivalent to a piece of scrap iron.

Unless you refine some magic weapons with very special uses, you will not be able to use them normally.

However, it is still worth the market price of such a large piece of Dark Star Rock.

Li Yao's eyes flashed, his breathing was a little rapid, and he said excitedly: "Village Chief, what do you mean?" (A good activity of pie falling from the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you to get it! Follow Qidian/Chinese website official account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter qdread), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now follow qdread WeChat official account now!) (To be continued)
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