After finally getting rid of Heifeng Tianjiao, Bai Jinyi followed a few people to the smelting workshop of Heifeng Mansion.

In the smelting workshop.

Dozens of smelting furnaces are divided into several rows, and hundreds of workers work inside with their upper body naked.

The huge workshop is full of whirring bellows and clanging irons.

"Outside these are ordinary blacksmiths. The texture of mithril is too hard. At least it needs the flame of the craftsman. Come with me." Heifeng Mingzhe made a gesture of invitation.

Boom boom boom.

Heifeng Mingzhe knocked on the door politely, then pushed the door open and entered.

In the room, there were three middle-aged men in their forties and fifties, and the man sitting in the middle was still smoking a cigarette.

"Three masters, these friends are going to smelt Mithril, and I need to trouble you for this matter."

After hearing Hei Feng Mingzhe's words, Ye Yuxi was slightly surprised.

Heifeng Mingzhe is the patriarch of the Heifeng family!

Facing these three refiners, they were so polite, which shows how high the status of the refiners is in Heifeng Town!

"Patriarch, you're welcome. There's nothing wrong with this matter." The middle-aged man smoking a pipe stretched out his hand.

Heifeng Mingzhe handed over the mithril belt.

Ye Yuxi noticed that the master's palm was dry, and the skin was strangely red.

Playing with Mithril in his hand, the master nodded, the quality is not bad.

"Start the furnace."

The master put away the pipe and walked towards an independent smelting furnace.

boom!

The master flicked his hand casually, and an orange flame was thrown into the furnace.

In an instant, a heat wave hit the face.

Feeling this heat wave, Ye Yuxi was slightly moved, the temperature of this flame... was surprisingly high!

Obviously it's just a flame of spiritual power.

Ye Yuxi had also encountered spiritual flames before, among which Yan Hua's had the highest temperature, but Yan Hua's flame was only dark yellow, and the flame used by the master was actually orange-red.

Feeling the temperature of the flame, Bai Jinyi noticed Ye Yuxi's expression, and whispered to Ye Yuxi, "Did you notice his hand?"

Ye Yuxi looked away from the smelting furnace and looked at the master's hand.

Originally, the skin on the palm was just red, but now, it turned into the same color as the flame!

"A craftsman has several unique skills, which can condense different spiritual power flames. The temperature is several times higher than the spiritual power flames used by a pharmacist, but the stability is not enough, and the flames are more violent. Only use Come to the refiner, if it is used to refine medicine, it will fry the furnace immediately."

Ye Yuxi carefully felt the temperature inside the furnace, and sure enough, as Bai Jinyi said, the temperature of the flame was very violent.

"Their flames are not limited by their cultivation?" Although the cultivation method is unique, but... the temperature is too high!

It is estimated that when ordinary ironware is put in, it will instantly turn into molten iron.

"Some exercises have level requirements. You can only practice them if you have reached a certain level. However, the flames of the craftsman seem to be divided into colors. One is this red flame, and the higher one is the red flame in the center. The white flame is said to have the highest temperature among the refiners, and the flame can appear black."

black?

Can the flame transformed by spiritual power appear black?

This was the first time Ye Yuxi knew about this.

Long Xiaopang was at the side, dipped a little bit of saliva on his finger, twisted it on his fingertips, felt the water evaporate, and suddenly raised his head: "Wait a minute!"