The strongest immortal emperor in the reborn city

Chapter 231 Refining Fist Gloves
The dazzling LED headlights in the underground palace became brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.

At this time, a raging fire had risen in the furnace that was as tall as one person, and the intense flame directly doubled the temperature of the entire hall.

Standing in front of the stove, Bai Wuchang and Huang Pao Lao Dao, a trace of hot sweat slowly emerged from their bodies.

However, Xiao Yao who was standing by the stove was different from them.

I saw Xiao Yao looking at the raging fire in front of him, his tall and handsome body didn't appear to be sweating at all.

It seemed that he didn't care about such a high temperature at all.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a black brick from his pocket.

As soon as the black brick was taken out, the temperature next to Xiao Yao suddenly dropped several degrees.

A cold air slowly drifted out from the black bricks, making people feel very comfortable.

Seeing Xiao Yao take out the black bricks, the eyes of the old man in yellow robe standing aside suddenly showed a hint of greed.

Immediately, he licked his lips, and a big old hand touched the Netherworld brick.

"Snapped…"

With a crisp sound, Xiao Yao slapped the veteran's big hand without touching the Nether brick.

The old man was in pain from this slap, he quickly raised his head to look at Xiao Yao, only to see Xiao Yao was looking at him with a cold face.

"Ahem... little friend, I'm just touching it, how many refiners are you going to use..." the old man smiled awkwardly, staring at the Nether brick and said.

After listening to the old Taoist's words, Xiao Yao glanced at him lightly.

"How much I use is mine, you just need to watch here..." Xiao Yao cast a glance at the old man, and said coldly.

The old Taoist looked at Xiao Yao's cold eyes, smiled embarrassingly twice, and stopped talking.

Immediately, Xiao Yao looked at the Netherworld Brick in his hand, and a big hand suddenly turned golden.

Immediately afterwards, this big golden hand cut directly towards the middle of the Nether tile.

"Tear..."

With a soft sound, Xiao Yao's big golden hands cut the Netherworld Brick in half like cutting tofu.

The two black ghost tiles are the same size, and they are very neat, as if they were cut by a machine.

At this moment, the old Taoist in yellow robe who was standing beside saw Xiao Yao's big golden hand, and couldn't help frowning slightly again.

He didn't know what the golden gas in Xiao Yao's hand was.

But last time when he was learning ghost hunting in the experimental middle school, he saw that Xiao Yao also used this golden gas to defeat the female ghost.

Could this be a special aura?

But the general aura is white, but how could the aura on his body be golden?
Although the old man in yellow robe was a little puzzled, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Because he knew that even if he asked Xiao Yao, he would definitely not tell him.

Soon, Xiao Yao threw half of the Nether bricks in his hand directly into the stove.

The moment the Nether bricks entered the furnace, the raging flames in the furnace suddenly went out.

These flames seem to be very afraid of the cold air on the ghostly cold iron.

Seeing the flame that was about to be extinguished, Xiao Yao's heart sank slightly.

Immediately, without further ado, he took out the golden ball on his body and threw it in.

The golden ball is Yang Jin, and Yang Jin will become more and more prosperous when it encounters fire.

So from the moment Yang Jin entered the furnace, the flame in the furnace instantly became vigorous.

At this time, I saw the Nether Hantie breathing a little bit of cold air, as if it was resisting these flames.

And the golden ball was emitting raging flames, as if it wanted to stir up the flames in the entire furnace.

The two objects in the stove, one black and one gold, seemed to resist each other, as if they were going to compete.

Seeing this strange scene in the stove, the old Taoist in yellow robe and Bai Wuchang who were standing next to him showed slightly surprised expressions.

They had never been to such a strange scene.

However, although the two of them were surprised, Xiao Yao who was standing aside still had a cold face, this strangeness did not surprise him.

Xiao Yao would naturally not be surprised.

Because he was a master craftsman in the fairy world back then, and there were thousands of good things that passed through his hands.

So he has seen this special situation a lot.

Seeing these two things resisting each other, Xiao Yao hummed lightly on his face.

Immediately, a cloud of golden gas shot directly into the furnace.

The moment the golden gas entered the furnace, the flame inside the furnace suddenly became more intense.

These flames seemed to have taken a stimulant, and quickly wrapped the Nether Cold Iron tightly inside.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yao's serious face let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed lightly into the stove with both hands.

I saw the golden ball with flames and the ghostly cold iron wrapped in flames, these two things were slowly approaching.

Soon, in a short while, the two things were tightly connected together.

After the two items, one black and one gold, were connected together, the flame in the stove suddenly became more surging, and the heat waves rolled rapidly in the stove, making people feel intense scorching heat.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Yao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okay, Bai Wuchang, go and prepare a bucket of ice water..." Xiao Yao said softly to Bai Wuchang beside him.

Hearing that Xiao Yao wanted to use a bucket of ice water, Bai Wuchang was taken aback for a moment.

"My lord, do you only prepare a bucket of ice water? Do you need to prepare the forging hammer and the desk?" Bai Wuchang hurriedly asked.

After listening to Bai Wuchang's words, Xiao Yao shook his head lightly.

"No, just need a bucket of ice water, the colder the ice water, the better..." Xiao Yao said softly.

After listening to Xiao Yao's words, not only Bai Wuchang was a little dazed, but even the old man in yellow robe was a little confused.

But Bai Wuchang didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he bowed and quickly retreated.

"Little friend, you don't need forged hammers and desks in your crafting, so what do you use?" The old man in yellow robe couldn't help asking Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao glanced at the old man, then shook his head slightly.

"I don't need those..." Xiao Yao said softly.

After finishing speaking, he stared at the stove with a serious face again, and stopped talking.

Seeing that Xiao Yao stopped talking, the old man in yellow robe couldn't help but glanced at his mouth, and then stopped talking.

……

Time flies, and more than two hours have passed in a short time.

It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and there were not many people in the city of ghost capital.

Those people wearing grimace masks all gradually walked out.

Because the business hours of the ghost capital city are from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m., and now the ghost capital city is about to close, so naturally there are fewer and fewer people.

A blood-red moon hangs in the sky, illuminating the city of ghost capital that has gradually quieted down a bright red.

Inside the underground palace, on the bluestone slab in the middle of the main hall, a stove is still burning with raging flames.

These intense flames raised the temperature of the hall a lot.

Now the whole hall is extremely hot.

At this time, Bai Wuchang had found a bucket of ice water with ice cubes.

The ice water was chilling in the scorching air.

Feeling the cold air, Bai Wuchang and the old man in Huangpao felt better.

However, standing in front of the stove, Xiao Yao didn't seem to be affected by these flames.

He still stood calmly in front of the stove, and he didn't seem to be sweating much.

At this moment, his star-like eyes were staring at the things inside the stove.

Now the black ghost bricks and golden balls in the furnace have long since disappeared, and now there is only a mass of violently surging molten iron.

This molten iron is black, but there are some gold mixed in the black.

Gold mixed with black looks very beautiful.

Looking at the cloud of black water in the fire, Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly burst into a bright light.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hands lightly at the black water, and the black water in the stove immediately surged.

Soon, under Xiao Yao's command, the black water quickly divided into two parts.

These two parts of black water then began to change slowly, forming the shape of a pair of gloves in a short while.

The gloves are fingerless, and should only reach the knuckles of the fingers. They look small and capable, very beautiful.

Looking at the two gloves inside the stove, a slight smile appeared on Xiao Yao's serious face.

"Bai Wuchang, bring me the ice water..." Xiao Yao shouted at Bai Wuchang, with a feeling of excitement in his tone.

Hearing Xiao Yao's words, Bai Wuchang quickly brought the bucket of ice water to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao looked at the bucket of ice water under his feet, and waved his two big hands towards the inside of the stove again.

I saw the two short gloves flying out of it.

(End of this chapter)