Female President's Personal Doctor

Chapter 2020

Act broad-minded and old fellow, he was very ungraciously inclined to stand up. He solemnly stood up and bowed deeply to him. "Mr. great talent, under the guidance of the teacher, I apologize for the disrespect before you. Please sir, sir, do not neglect the villains, let me take the blame and make contributions."

What he said was very calm and sincere. It seems that he was really convinced by Ning fan. There is no doubt that what Ning Fan said just now has set off a huge wave in his heart. Maybe even his master can't do it, otherwise he won't have to make no progress for so many years. Now listening to Ning fan's words, he couldn't imagine how useful it was for him.

He has used it for hundreds of years, but he can't really understand it. Now he finally has a new look in the battle of Ning fan. He can't help thinking that if he continues to study with Ning fan, he may become a casting God. That's his master's dream after all, but it's a pity that he can't realize it until he dies.

But the black lines that his master passed on to him were really very powerful. From this point on, he was also grateful to his master. If it wasn't for him, he would not have come to this stage. At this moment, old fellow blacksmith was stirring up his heart, and endless thoughts were intertwined and undulating in his mind, making it difficult for him to be calm for a long time.

On the other hand, the saint of northern regions was surprised to see him give this great gift to Ning fan. Because she knew the old fellow's temper and human nature, if he hadn't really thought through it, the old fellow would never have done anything about it.

The virgin of Beiyu was a little sorry because she was thinking about something else and didn't hear what Ning Fan said. Otherwise, she would have to think about it and see what exactly she meant in the speech. What magic power could make the old fellow Smith's attitude change?

But then, the North domain lady saw the old fellow's style changing greatly, and no longer stretched her face as before. Instead, she kept adjusting her casting method with the look of thought on her face. The black characters in the furnace also changed, and the heat waves from the stove were more intense.

Before, the virgin of northern regions could endure the fire, but now it's different. She had to step back a few steps, with a look of surprise on her face. Now the temperature of the furnace is too high. It is estimated that it can completely melt the refined iron, because the iron flakes have melted and the wrapped refined iron has become soft and deformed.

"It works!" The old fellow had his own way to resist the heat of the fire, and his red face was full of excitement and excitement. Different from when I first met the virgin, it was a kind of heartfelt joy, with a strong sense of achievement, and it made no secret of my gratitude to Ning fan.

"Ha ha, then continue to work hard!" Ning fan turned his mouth and continued to practice the black pattern skill. To tell the truth, he not only guided the old blacksmith, but also learned many new things from the old fellow's old fellow's actions. It's just like a duel between two people, one is theoretical, the other is practical, which can prove and complement each other, which is of great benefit to both sides.

Before long, the reformed black grain played an important role in completely burning the xuanjing iron. The old fellow Smith saw the heat coming, and he shouted, "flash the sky, and it will come out!" At the same time, he took a pair of furnace tongs to clip out the xuanjing iron and put it on the forging table to forge it. His action was very quick and quick. He knocked the xuanjing iron into a flat piece of iron with the fastest speed.

This is the first step, but it can be seen that xuanjing iron is not as stubborn as before, but becomes obedient. So repeatedly beat several times, xuanjing iron was forged into a long strip iron. The old fellow Smith cut it into six pieces in one paragraph and then hammered it separately. Other metals are added to the forging process to make it an alloy. This process shows his superb forging technology, clear-cut and orderly.

It took a month to forge the flying dagger. After further excavation and utilization of the black grain, it took only ten days to make six beautiful and small Flying Daggers.

But there is still one last step to go. The old blacksmith looked at Ning fan, and asked in a respectful tone: "old fellow, this last blood quenching is better than the next thing, or by adults. In this way, the blood is connected, and the throwing knife will be able to integrate with Da Xinyi, so that it can be controlled better in the future. "

"Well, you have a point." Ning fan nodded, quickly cut his finger, and shot blood beads on six red burning throwing knives. Suddenly, six streams of green smoke came up, and the blood beads turned into six blood lines, which were embedded in the body of the knife. It was very strange.

"This Dao is great!" The old fellow Smith's face was full of joy. He looked at the knife and looked at his child's love. No doubt, this was the most outstanding work of his life, enough to make him proud of his life.

Six as like as two peas, the essence of the knife is different from that of the old fellow. He did not hesitate to tell him the truth, so that he could pay attention to it when he was using it. Although the six are different, it's not difficult for a practitioner like Ning fan to control them. Because he has extracted his own blood, he can feel it as soon as he starts, and he knows how to exert his greatest power.

"That's good. That's what I want!" Ning fan picks up a throwing knife and fondles the blood lines on it. Then he suddenly throws it out and just rubs the cheek of the man coming towards him.

The blue blade, with a strange blood line, draws a green and red streamer in the air. The speed is too fast. The unprepared academy man didn't realize that he was attacked until his cheek cooled. It's too late for him to react. If Ning fan wanted to kill him, his head would have gone.

Green red streamer a flash, from the outside around a circle and fly back to ningfan hand. He hasn't practiced the manipulation of flying dagger before, but because of his extraordinary savvy and his blood veins connecting his mind, he almost learned it at first hand, and he can draw inferences from one instance when he is still manipulating. In the blink of an eye, he becomes a flying dagger master who can cut people invisible.

"Brother Ning, you can't play this joke!" The Academy man's face turned pale with fright. He knew very well that if the blade had deviated a little bit earlier, his neck would have blood splashed on the spot. It's not a joke. It's a matter of life and death. Just now, if he deviated a little, he would be finished, so he was in a cold sweat.

Ning fan smiles and puts six daggers into his pocket. The storage bag in this world is too simple, and the space inside is also very small. Fortunately, it can barely put down six throwing knives, otherwise it's really inconvenient to put them on the body.