"Grandpa Leihong, don't peek" A rustling voice came from outside the stone door, and Lin Muyu knew that Lei Hong was "protecting" him without looking.
Lei Hong smiled without blushing: "You have bought so much black iron, do you want to make soldiers?
Unfortunately, there is not even a stove.
Do you want me to have someone bring it back for you?"
"No, just don't peep" "Okay, then you concentrate on practicing" The footsteps faded away, and Lei Hong walked away.
Lin Muyu put down the black iron and used one hand to create the weapon refining tripod.
The golden oracle bone text lingered inside the tripod.
This tripod itself has also been cultivated to the top level.
It is simply a treasure in this world.
After weighing the weight of Xuantie, the empire's weapons are generally very heavy.
Swords generally weigh 1020 kilograms.
In the words of Zhang Wei and others, "the weapon is not heavy, and it does not hurt to cut people."
Presumably, Zhang Wei If a person with this character wants to go to the modern era, he will probably be someone who goes around with a watermelon knife and kills people, enjoying grudges and grudges.
I chose a piece of black iron weighing about 20 kilograms.
I tossed it and the black iron floated in the weapon refining cauldron.
After removing the impurities, it should weigh 15 kilograms.
A sword weighing 15 kilograms is about the same.
After all, it is not Any long-handled spear or saber weapon can weigh hundreds of kilograms and be frightening.
As soon as he exhaled his true energy, the flames lingered in the refining cauldron, and he quickly began to smelt the black iron.
The temperature was extremely high, and the smelting speed was also fast.
In less than five minutes, the iron was burned into a pile of fiery red iron.
Slurry and iron slurry slowly flowed in the refining cauldron, controlled by invisible power.
Of course, the source of this power was Lin Muyu.
The true energy surged, and a little bit of starlight flew up from the iron slurry.
It was the sublimated part produced by the violent combustion of impurities in the iron slurry.
It took about ten minutes of tempering, and it was almost done.
The purity of this piece of black iron has been At least it was above 995, which was already quite difficult.
Lin Muyu took a closer look and found that the purity of the sophisticated weapons in the weapon shop was actually less than 90.
The iron slurry is refined, it’s time for the spirit stone Lin Muyu randomly took out a spirit stone, which was a 700-year-old bluestone beast spirit stone.
He raised his hand and the spirit stone fell into the core of the refining tripod.
It was immediately devoured by flames.
The process of refining the spirit stone was very simple. , the stronger one's own strength is, the faster the refining speed will be.
Lin Muyu's strength is already very strong, at least far beyond the 700-year-old spirit beast.
But at the moment when the spirit stone was completely melted, there was a sudden "roar", and a green beast burst out of the weapon refining tripod, raised its sharp claws and pounced at Lin Muyu.
"Um" He was stunned and hurriedly summoned his martial spirit.
As soon as the black tortoise shell came out, the sharp claws of the beast stirred up the black tortoise shell.
His chest felt slightly warm, but it was not hurt.
Lin Muyu gave a low drink, and his true energy came out directly from his body.
Then he blasted the spirit of the beast into the weapon refining cauldron.
"Ho ho" Although the bluestone beast was roaring, its voice was getting smaller and smaller, and it was annihilated in a pile of iron slurry in a blink of an eye.
The beast soul was officially refined.
Lin Muyu broke into a cold sweat and sighed with lingering fear.
He did not expect to refine it.
The soul process can be so dangerous.
The beast soul in the spirit stone can actually attack the refiner.
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It's really scary.
At this time, he couldn't help but worry about the next fortification.
If the 9,000-year-old fire dragon's beast soul counterattacked, how could he withstand it?
I can't help but laugh when I think of this.
No wonder it is difficult for the master craftsmen in this world to forge top-grade weapons.
It turns out that there are so many requirements, not only for blacksmithing, but also for strength.
It is conceivable that many master craftsmen must have died in The beast soul fought back.
"Brother, what kind of sword type do you need?"
Lulu asked with a smile.
She was now Lin Muyu's weapon-casting assistant.
The weapon-refining cauldron quickly transformed into dozens or hundreds of shapes of long swords.
These were all custom-made plans by Lulu.
Lin Muyu took a casual glance and selected a decent shape.
Then, power surged into the weapon-refining cauldron.
Moving, the invisible force condenses into the shape of a sword mold, and the iron slurry slowly flows into the invisible sword mold along with the beast soul.
Lin Muyu slowly discharged his true energy, and the weapon refining tripod instantly cooled down.
"Pfft" This long sword with a decent shape fell into the pool on the side, stirring up streams of steam.
After nearly half a minute, Lin Muyu reached out and took out the long sword.
Holding it in his hand, he felt the sword's light was clear and crisp, and said with a smile: "I don't know how to identify the grade of a weapon yet, Lulu, can you?"
The elf puffed out his small chest and said with a confident smile: "Brother, this is a seventh-level spiritual weapon.
Your first work is a spiritual weapon, not bad."
"Well, that's good."
Lin Muyu smiled with satisfaction.
It seems that as long as he works hard, it is not impossible to become a master weapon craftsman in this world.
Even if he cannot complete an artifact like "Star", at least Xuanpin weapons are still at his fingertips.
Continuing, he forged four more swords, three of which were seventh-level spiritual products, and one was a sixth-level spiritual product.
After all, the materials were not good enough, but they were considered good.
These black irons were all legendary century-old black irons.
It is not considered precious, so it can only be of the highest grade.
Finally, it’s finally the turn to recast the prairie fire sword Carefully put the Liaoyuan Sword into the refining cauldron, but the Liaoyuan Sword was already a formed sword.
It took a lot of effort to refining it.
It took half an hour to finally melt the sword body.
When the entire sword body was transformed into When it was a pile of iron slurry, there was a low roar, and as expected, the beast soul in the prairie fire sword appeared.
Lin Muyu was already prepared and struck the Demon Sound Fist hard to scatter it.
In this way, the prairie fire sword becomes a weapon that has not been soul-refined, but it doesn't matter, the fire dragon spirit stone is already ready.
Closing his eyes, he carefully entered the weapon refining cauldron to refine the impurities in the iron slurry.
Little by little fiery red stars rose slowly, filled the entire weapon refining cauldron, and then fell to the ground.
Add new black iron and re-temper it.
After about an hour, the fiery red iron slurry condenses into a stream and boils like a red skirt in the refining cauldron.
The impurities have been removed and the purity is absolute.
Above 998, this is the best situation that Lin Muyu can achieve with his current cultivation level.
Take a deep breath and take out the fire dragon spirit stone.
The real dangerous adventure has just begun.
The fire dragon's spiritual stone was extremely stubborn, and it took nearly two hours to refine.
Just as the surface layer was peeling off and melting, Lin Muyu, who was standing in the refining cauldron, quickly summoned the martial spirit, and the dragon scale wall and black tortoise shell also Blessing one by one "roar" Sure enough, it came, and a fire dragon beast soul jumped out from the spirit stone, opened its bloody mouth and bit it, directly hitting the black tortoise shell and the dragon scale wall with a dazzling flame.
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Lin Muyu shouted low, and danced with his iron fist, He even took out a newly forged weapon and danced wildly to cut the power of the beast soul.
For a moment, strong winds burst out of the weapon refining cauldron, and the roar was endless.
After nearly half a minute of fighting, the fire dragon beast soul was slowly refined, while Lin Muyu stood panting in the refining cauldron, with a burning wound on his chest.
The fire dragon beast was more injured.
The beast soul is indeed not something that can be concealed.
Even in the refining cauldron, it can make such a violent counterattack.
It's terrible.
However, Lin Muyu is still very happy that he survived.
In this way, the grade of this sword must not be too bad.
The soul of the fire dragon beast penetrated into the iron slurry, and there was a faint sound of neighing.
Lin Muyu urged Gu Zhenqi to continue refining, and selected a majestic long sword as the mold from the "sword mold" given by Lulu.
The iron slurry slowly flowed in, and the reshaping process only took a few minutes.
As a weapon refining treasure When the cauldron dispersed, a fiery red long sword hung in the air.
Lin Muyu pushed it with one palm, and the strong wind sent the long sword into the pool.
"puff" The fierce steam rose up and evaporated most of the water in the pond.
When he carefully fished out the prairie fire sword from the bottom of the water, he actually forgot to engrave a name on the long sword.
In desperation, he raised his finger and spit out the real dragon essence fire, and wrote "Liao Yuan Yuan" on the blade with his finger.
The two characters have strong fonts and are written in Wang Xizhi style.
Lin Muyu has learned calligraphy from her father since she was a child.
This good calligraphy is definitely the best among her peers.
Now it can finally be put to use.
"Brother, congratulations.
This is a fifth-level Xuanpin sword."
Lulu clapped her hands and smiled.
Lin Muyu was also very pleased.
The new prairie fire sword is heavier than the original, and the scabbard is no longer suitable for use.
It needs to be made again.
Holding the prairie fire sword in his arms, he leaned on the bed and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The fatigue of forging weapons far exceeded that of refining medicine.
After forging several long swords in succession, he felt as if all the energy in his body had been drained.
When I woke up this morning, it was already the next morning, and there was a knock on the door.
"Lin Zhi, wake up."
It was the voice of Deacon Ge Yang.
Lin Muyu stood up.
After a night's sleep, he felt full of energy again.
He hurriedly opened the door and said with a smile: "Grandpa Ge Yang, isn't it my vacation now?
What's going on?"
Ge Yang squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, the Archdeacon has something to do with you.
Take your work last night to the church."
“Okay” Although he didn't know what it was, Lei Hong would never harm himself.
After washing up a little, I followed Ge Yang to the temple with 6 swords in my arms.
In the early morning, the instructors and trainers had already finished their meals and started practicing, and the church was very quiet.
"Ayu," Lei Hong said with a serious look.
However, in Lin Muyu's eyes, his expression was like asking for something, so he smiled and said: "Grandpa Lei Hong, just tell me if you have something to do."
"good" Lei Hong smiled sheepishly: "Actually, grandpa has been protecting your practice last night and saw you refining some very good weapons, so ahem, Deacon Ge Yang, please tell me next."
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Ge Yang looked helpless: "Ayu, what the Archdeacon means is that although our temple has received financial support from the empire, the weapons in our arsenal are actually third-rate goods.
You have also seen the weapons of the instructors.
They are often broken and damaged.
In fact, they are ordinary and sophisticated weapons.
There are no spiritual weapons at all.
So after seeing that you can forge spiritual weapons, the Archdeacon is very pleased."
Lin Muyu already had a clear understanding of the situation and said with a smile: "It turns out that the two grandpas want to use the name of the temple to buy the long sword I forged, right?"
"right" Ge Yang rubbed his hands and looked like a profiteer: "But we are a family, you have to give us an internal price."
Lin Muyu: "":