"Refining the weapon." Ye Chen touched his chin and continued to look down.

Soon, ye Chen's face appeared a color of joy.

Because this ancient volume records the method of refining weapons. It introduces in detail the excellent materials needed for refining weapons, as well as how to refine weapons and how to refine them.

"It's a treasure." Ye Chen can't help cheering.

After reading the weapon refining formula, ye Chen pondered for a moment. He had a calculation in his mind, that is, refining a weapon himself.

Although tianque sword is easy to use, due to its weight, it will greatly slow down the speed. If you abandon the tianque sword in the duel, the speed will be greatly improved. If you have a sharp weapon in your hand at that time, it will be more powerful.

Thinking of this, ye Chen once again picked up the ancient volume of weapon refining and carefully understood it.

He sat down all night.

Early in the morning, he ate some food and shut himself in again.

It was only in the morning that he really put down the ancient scroll of the weapon refining formula.

"Refining tools need fire. It's tailor-made for me." Ye Chen smiles at the corner of his mouth. The king of the dark way keeps the wealth of refining weapons, but he can only watch because he has no fire.

As soon as he patted the storage bag, a clanging sound came out. There were spiritual swords, broadswords, spears, and sledgehammers that he got when he robbed the disciples of diyangfeng.

At this moment, he wants to melt these spiritual tools into a furnace, and extract the best part of them.

Do what you say.

Heart read a move, ye Chen called out the true fire.

With the movement of the mind, the true fire changes its shape and is condensed into a stove by Ye Chen.

Then, a luminous spirit sword was thrown into the furnace by him, and then he carefully controlled the flame, slowly removed the impurities in the spirit sword, and then quenched the most refined part.

Soon, the spirit sword was melted by the high temperature of the real fire, and bieye Chen was melted into a fist sized liquid.

The liquid is full of mottled colors. The spirit sword is not top-quality, and the refining materials are not so good that there are too many impurities in it. At this moment, all of them emerge under the real fire quenching.

The flame rises, ye Chen is not impatient, and slowly removes the impurities in the liquid.

Half an hour later, the liquid, which was the size of a fist, was quenched to be the size of a nail. Although it was very small, it was the most refined part.

Heart read a move, ye Chen will nail size of the liquid shock fly out.

Once left the stove, the nail liquid because of the temperature drop suddenly, and returned to the solid state of mind, ye Chen grasped in the hand, it is like a crystal, luminous, very hard.

With a good start, ye Chen is full of energy.

The fire of the stove was burning fiercely. He threw a hammer into it, and then he repeated the action of refining the spirit sword.

As time went on, night soon fell.

During this period, ye Chen failed many times because he failed to control the real fire, so that even the essence of the spirit weapon was melted into fly ash.

However, he is not without harvest.

beside him, there are a lot of tiny pieces of crystals, big and small, which are the essence of the spirit.

until late at night, Ye Chencai distilled all the essence of Reiki.

Whoa!

"Step one, finish."

A mouthful of turbid gas was long vomited out by him, and his face was full of fatigue. Just one day and one night, he had stubble on his mouth and blood in his eyes.

abstracts the essence of many spiritual devices. He has completed the first step. Then, he will fuse these spirit essence together and thoroughly tempered the real fire.

A bottle of jade spirit liquid into the mouth, ye Chen added to the body consumption, then began the second step of fusion.

is still the flame stove, and the essence of the essence that ye Chen will extract is put in.

soon, under the fire of real fire, the solid spirit essence was once again turned into a liquid, and was controlled by the leaf Chen to melt into one body. This step was not difficult. It took only a moment to reach it, and he fused it.

at the moment, he was holding a red iron with bricks and bricks in his hands, which is the form of the fusion of many spirit essence.

red iron is extraordinary. It is a fusion of many essences. It is full of red light. It is very hard and incomparable. It is absolutely the best material for refining weapons. If it is made into weapons, it will naturally be weak.

After receiving the red iron, ye Chen stepped out of the door and jumped out of the Xiaoling garden. Because of the hard work, there must be a sound. He didn't want to disturb the rest of Zhang Fengnian and huwa.

Looking for a secret place, ye Chen condenses the true fire into the shape of a furnace again.

Then, the red iron was put in by him.

Taking a deep breath, ye Chen cautiously controls the flame and continuously refines the red iron to the shape of the sword.

This is an extremely time-consuming project. It took Ye Chen six hours to produce a poor sword blank. The body of the sword is still pitted and rough."Anyway, the shape of the sword is there." Wipe a handful of hot sweat, ye Chen is not anxious not impatient to continue to refine, clanging sound constantly.

The process is extremely long.

Ye Chen from night to morning, and from morning to night, lasted three days and nights of reincarnation, one never stopped.

During this period, the poor sword blank was tempered inch by inch, and the potholes on the sword were smoothed by him bit by bit. He was like a sculptor and could not tolerate any flaws in his sword.

Zheng!

I don't know when, when the first sound of sword clang ring, ye Chen tired face, just for the first time showed a happy smile.

His sword, which lasted four days and nights, was finally refined.

A clap stove, red long sword is shaken out, be ye Chen a grasp in the hand.

Then, he cut the palm of his hand, and the blood flowed out, along the handle of the sword, and covered the body of the sword.

This is the last step of refining weapons.

Soon, his blood, visible to the naked eye, dipped into the red sword.

Zheng!

Under the light of the light, there is the light, the light of the sword.

Holding the long sword in hand, ye Chen splits out with one sword.

Bang!

Not far away, a huge stone was cut like tofu, the red sword was really sharp.

"Since then, your name is Chixiao." Ye Chen gently stroked the red sword and couldn't put it down. This is his painstaking efforts over the past few days, and it is also the finished product of his first refining utensils. It is absolutely commemorative.

Holding the sky Que and Chixiao sword, ye Chen lies comfortably on the stone.

"Tomorrow, keep beating." With a smile in his mouth, ye Chen did not forget to look up at the towering Diyang peak on the Lingshan mountain.

"You have to pay for me." Ye Chen sneered.

Since Hengyue Houshan beat the stick, it has been nearly five days before and after. Ye Chen firmly believes that Ge Hong has relaxed his vigilance, which means it is time for him to return.