Chapter 66: The sword becomes colorful
Chapter 66 The sword becomes colorful
Wang Qi didn't understand what the state of these refining materials meant at the moment, but he detected the changes in the refining furnace through his spiritual sense, and he also knew that he was developing in the best direction.
"Everyone, if you don't have enough aura, take the Spirit Gathering Pill immediately. We are about to start the second step, and we must ensure that the aura is full." Yang Teng's voice inspired everyone, so the first step has been successful!
its not right! Wang Qi immediately thought that although all these materials had melted, there were still two most important materials, Xuanyin Sand and Huanhen, which had not yet been added.
Yang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and finally finished the first step. This kind of thing was so boring, persisting for a few days made him tired physically and mentally.
Hearing this good news, Yang Jun was immediately refreshed and threw a Spirit Gathering Pill in his mouth and tasted it happily.
It seems that the taste is not bad. I was busy refining the materials and didn't have time to savor the Gathering Pill. Now I eat it in my mouth, and the delicate fragrance instantly makes Yang Jun float.
I didn't even dare to think about it. The priceless high-grade Spirit Gathering Pill was thrown in his mouth like a Pacman and eaten casually. Yang Jun was shocked, how many secrets there were still in his third brother, and how many treasures he still had.
He knew that this was not the family's support for Yang Teng, and the Yang family's financial resources could not allow him to take the Spirit Gathering Pill like he is now, let alone the few people in the refining chamber eating like this.
Poor second brother Yang Jing has been fighting against the third brother. With the current strength of the third brother, the second brother is clearly asking for trouble.
Gathering his thoughts, Yang Jun immediately entered his role, and the spiritual energy was input into the refining furnace to transform into spiritual fire.
After several days of repetition, Yang Jun has mastered this process very proficiently, which is a big gain for him.
"The second process is to perfectly blend all the melted materials together. What needs attention is to maximize the required properties so that each material will not consume each other. Please pay attention to this process!" Then, Yang Teng started the second step.
There are many similarities between refining tools and alchemy, and the refining process is very similar.
Use God's consciousness to perfectly manipulate each material, slowly fusing together.
"Zizi!" The refining furnace uttered a cry. Each material will have an effect when it comes into contact with another material. The attributes are different from each other, and some are mutually reinforcing and some are mutually restrained, producing wonderful changes with each other.
Several people who participated in the refining furnace could feel the changes in the refining furnace through their spiritual sense, and they discovered that each material that had remained independent was slowly fusing.
No color change but temperature change can be felt.
The temperature of the refining furnace was rising sharply, reaching a terrifying temperature in an instant, so that the few people outside the refining furnace could not stand the heat.
"Huh!" Yang Teng didn't even look at it, grabbed a handful of Xuan Yin sand and threw it in.
The sudden encounter of extreme heat and extreme cold is terrifying.
"Boom!" Like a fierce monster violently hitting the furnace, the ground trembled and the furnace clinked.
"Huh!" Yang Teng yelled, and the spiritual energy in his body suddenly entered the mixing furnace.
"Crotch!" The mixer made a crisp sound, and then quickly quieted down.
"What happened! Is there a fryer in the refining room!" Wang Shian, who was watching here, felt the vibration from the refining room, and immediately stood up and stared at this side.
Afterwards, the refining room was quiet as before, letting Wang Shian feel relieved.
"Could it be that Yang Teng can really refine a high-level profound sword?" Wang Shian muttered to himself, after another thought, impossible!
No matter how great Yang Teng is, his cultivation is just the Nine Heavens of Cohesion, absolutely without that ability.
It is estimated that it was a failure just now, maybe it won't be long before Yang Teng will push the door and voluntarily admit defeat.
After Wang Yuzhi and Lu Wei were surprised, they thought the same way. They looked at each other and smiled, waiting steadily for Yang Teng to come to apologize.
In the refining room, Wang Qi quietly wiped off his sweat. He didn't know whether it was cold or hot. He was surprised to find that Zhao Yilin was like an okay person, not at all shocked by the loud noise just now.
Yang Jun and the others were also taken aback. After the refining furnace stabilized, they immediately inspected the changes inside through their spiritual sense.
At this time, in the mixing furnace, various materials have been perfectly integrated, showing a round mass.
"Keep the aura in the body, I want you to adjust to the best condition and proceed to the next step immediately!" Yang Teng greeted several people loudly.
Was this successful in the second step?
Yang Jun thought that the second step would take as long as the first step, but he didn't expect to start the third step so soon.
Everyone quickly adjusted their status.
Yang Teng could feel that the conditions of several people were adjusted to the best through the refining furnace, and proceeded to the third step.
The divine consciousness turned into a few invisible big hands, and the big hands grabbed the material in the mixing furnace and pulled hard.
The round material was stretched little by little until the length was close to a sword.
At this time, the shape of the mixing device is like a stick.
The next thing Yang Teng needs to do is to beat this stick into a sword.
And the tool for tapping the stick is divine consciousness.
Inexplicable clanging sounds appeared in several people's minds, and the crisp sound was like a hammer beating an iron block.
The stick quickly flattened, and then gradually took on the appearance of a sword.
Amazing! There was no change on Zhao Yilin's face, but she was surprised countless times in her heart.
Watching this sword gradually take shape through her spiritual sense, Zhao Yilin's heart is full of accomplishment.
Although this sword was not forged by her, she participated in the whole process. At this moment, she and the sword in the refining furnace have a feeling of blood connection. This feeling is very strange. Zhao Yilin feels that this sword is like herself. Part of the body!
The sword gradually took shape. Although it hadn't revealed its sharp light yet, Wang Qi felt the aggressive chill through the furnace.
"Ding!" After the last hit, the sword is completely formed, but it is not a blade, and it is still a blank sword. It is not a perfect sword at this moment.
"Pay attention to all, this is the last step, everyone be careful!" Yang Teng reminded everyone to pay attention, and then took out a transparent jade bottle from his arms.
The colorful streamer in the jade bottle flickered, it was the phantom mark obtained at Kishishin.
Open the stopper and flush the mouth of the jade bottle to aim at the mixer furnace.
A burst of colorful smoke slowly flowed out of the jade bottle.
No one knows how many phantom marks Yang Teng poured out. The weight of this thing is so light that it is impossible to observe the weight with eyes.
Only Yang Teng knew how much it was right.
The stopper quickly closed the jade bottle, and after putting the jade bottle away, Yang Teng shouted, "Fall!"
The palms fell, and the violent force suppressed the phantom marks that were floating in the air, causing them to quickly plunge into the forging furnace.
"Ding Dong!" The phantom mark fell into the refining furnace, immediately surrounding the formed sword, and the sword made a sweet and crisp sound, like the sound of heaven echoing in the refining chamber.
A magical scene appeared, the sword in the refining furnace seemed to have life, greedily absorbing the phantom marks.
Wang Qi found that every time the sword inhales a trace of phantom marks, the blade becomes much sharper.
After all the phantom marks were absorbed by the sword, the sword that had not been bladed had become an extremely sharp blade!
Across the refining furnace, a few people could not intuitively feel the specific appearance of this sword, but the forceful murderous intent rushed toward the door, and even cut off the consciousness of a few people! No one would doubt the sharpness of this sword.
"That's it!" Yang Teng roared wildly, reaching out his palm and grabbing a sword from the furnace.
Everyone felt that the colorful rays of light were dazzling.
Before seeing the exact appearance of the sword, Yang Teng stepped to Zhao Yilin's side and grabbed Zhao Yilin's hand.
Zhao Yilin's face turned red at once, Yang Teng actually made such an intimate action in front of so many people!
But because of his passion for making swords for himself, he didn't care about it.
Zhao Yilin was still thinking about this, and suddenly felt a pain in her fingers.
She was surprised to find that Yang Teng used a sword to cut a small cut in her finger, and blood immediately flowed out.
Yang Teng quickly borrowed this drop of blood with his sword.
The magic happened again, and the blood dripping on the sword immediately disappeared, as if it was swallowed by the sword.
"Blood to recognize the Lord!" Wang Qi exclaimed.
Only those magic weapons in the legend can shed blood to recognize the master!
Is this sword also a magic weapon?
According to legend, all weapons of the gods have spirituality. Once the blood drops and recognizes the master, they will always identify with a master. If the master falls, there are only two endings for the weapons of the gods. One is to destroy itself and disappear with the master. The second is that the spirituality possessed is completely wiped out. The magic weapon will not disappear, but it will become an ordinary weapon.
Regardless of the ending, once the weapon of the magic weapon recognizes the master, it can only follow one master from now on.
Zhao Yilin was stunned. She couldn't feel the pain in her fingers at this time, letting the blood continue to drip, staring blankly at the sword in Yang Teng's hand.
"Don't hurry up and heal the injury. Although this small injury doesn't get in the way, you can't drain the blood in your body." Yang Teng joked.
Zhao Yilin blushed, and the little wound was repaired after a little movement of her aura.
The slender hand was still grasping in Yang Teng's big hand and forgot to pull it back.
"Try this sword together? If it doesn't suit your mind, we can refine another one." Yang Teng handed the sword to Zhao Yilin.
Only then did a few people react, and they gathered around to watch the sword.
Different from other swords, the color of this sword is not the common Guanghan Shining, but the whole body is colorful!
The brilliant colors flow slowly, and the color of the sword body changes all the time.
Both the shape and length are extremely perfect, and the paper-thin blade is clearly sharp.
Zhao Yilin waved casually.
Wang Qi suddenly felt cold, and the sword seemed to cut off his head, making Wang Qi shrink his head in fright.
Yang Jun and the others did not dare to face the sword, and they backed away.
"Good sword!" Wang Qi exclaimed. This is the best sword he has ever seen, none of them!
Zhao Yilin became very excited and showed off the Fengyun Sword Art.
A set of wind and cloud swordsmanship flows through the clouds, and colorful rays of light surround Zhao Yilin's body, flying like a nine-day fairy.
"Puff!" Yang Jun, who was about three feet away, was accidentally cut off.
"My God!" Wang Qi was stunned. At such a long distance, Zhao Yilin didn't inspire all the auras, she was so powerful!
What level is this sword?
