In an instant, between Zhang Yan's hands, his ten fingers turned over the flowers, and between the intertwined fingers and shadows, the liquid mass suspended in mid-air began to vibrate constantly.

"He" Zhang Yan secretly snorted, and the liquid mass that vibrated at the same frequency moved with it, colliding with each other and fusing with each other, eight into four, four into two......

In the end, only a mass of dark cyan liquid was left stretching its body in mid-air, showing its beauty to the outside world, followed by Zhang Yan suddenly raised the fire hammer in his hand, the spiritual power was attached to it, and with one hand, the liquid moved, pouring into the mold that had been prepared for a long time on the stone platform, and a sword embryo jumped into view between the liquid flow.

His other hand hurriedly grabbed the mold, the dream power was injected, it shook violently, the sword embryo in the mold quickly took shape, and then he grabbed it in his hand, and the sound of the "Zizi ......" dream power being burned by the high temperature on the sword embryo sounded, but he did not let go, but continued to increase the coverage of the dream power in his hand.

At the same time, the fire hammer in his hand was raised high and fell heavily, with a loud sound of "bell", the hammer head and the sword embryo collided, and an invisible fluctuation emerged, slowly infiltrating into the sword embryo along the place where the hammer head and the sword embryo were in contact.

Under the perception of Zhang Yan's spiritual power, he could clearly see that some of the impurities in the sword embryo were being squeezed out by the fluctuations, followed by him raising the fire hammer in his hand again, and striking another blow at the sword embryo, this time, the invisible fluctuations on the sword embryo were stronger.

However, Zhang Yan's hand holding the hammer turned into the Ten Directions Sin Demon Fire could clearly perceive that this hammer was a little more resistant than the previous hammer, and the hammer was a little stronger.

Then there were five loud bangs, "bell, bell, bell......", a total of seven hammers fell on the green steel sword embryo, but when it came to the eighth hammer, the fire hammer in Zhang Yan's right hand was raised high, but it couldn't fall for a long time, because with his current strength, one hand had reached the limit of the seventh hammer, the green tendons on his neck were bursting up, and the muscles on his right arm were like a stumbling muscle.

Then Zhang Yan's left foot retreated half a step, his left hand stretched out at the same time to grab the hammer handle, and his waist exerted force at the same time, a full moon was drawn, and the head of the fire hammer fell like a meteor.

At the same time, Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, his whole body tensed, stopped his retreating figure, every muscle in his body exerted his strength in unison, and the fire hammer in his hand resisted the upward resistance, and continued to fall downward, followed by beads of sweat that shook his whole body.

There was a loud sound of the "bell", and this time Zhang Yan's body was thrown out directly, and he didn't stop until he hit the stone wall of the refining room, but there was still a trace of blood flowing down the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were shocked.

"Nine hammers, with my current body, I can only wield nine hammers, but it should be enough for refining the green steel sword!" Zhang Yan moved his arms, which were a little sore, and looked at the blue steel sword embryo that was already dark blue on the stone platform in front of him, and muttered to himself,

At the same time, Zhang Yan carried a ten-way demon fire with one hand and swept through the green steel sword embryo, and the snake-like flames entangled the sword embryo, holding it in the palm of his hand, and then sat down cross-legged, letting the sword embryo slowly rotate in the palm of his right hand.

Until a touch of red flashed on the sword embryo, a rune pen appeared out of thin air in Zhang Yan's left hand, a carving knife, a rune pen, and a carving knife were all given by Li Hua when he taught him runes, and the quality of the two artifacts was mortal-level and high-grade, the name or something, no, this was Li Hua's original words at the time, but in his hands, he still gave them names, the rune pen is called the painting rune pen, and the carving knife is called the carving knife, which is simple and unpretentious.

As soon as the drawing pen fell into Zhang Yan's hand, the spirit on his body suddenly changed, and everything else in his eyes was thrown away, only the green steel sword embryo in front of him stood in the pupils.

The next moment, on the tip of the rune pen, a touch of dream power turned into ink crystal clear, strange color flow, and then the pen body slowly fell, although it looked very slow, but there was still a sound of "sigh" piercing the air in mid-air, followed by the tip of the rune pen on the sword embryo pen dragon snake, a gravity charm appeared.

Zhang Yan turned his right hand, the sword finger stretched out, pointing at the rune, and a huge spiritual power gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and slammed into the rune along the sword finger, slowly pressing it into the sword embryo, and when it was finally completed, the rune brilliance flashed.

"Huhu ......" Zhang Yan exhaled lightly in his mouth and rested a little, after all, it was not so easy to draw a talisman on a mortal-level weapon with his current spiritual power, and he had to leave a dream power channel on the sword embryo below, which was a big burden for him.

When refining the Qinggang Sword for the first time, Zhang Yan used his own dream power and spiritual power to forcibly open a passage on the sword embryo, which was the stupidest method used by novice refiners. Because at that time, he was all wild, all on his own, many things were thankless, now worship the master, with systematic learning, everything has become different again, the carving knife in his hand, the talisman pen is the most powerful proof.

This kind of carving knife is a trick method for the ancestors of the refiner to practice the art of refining for their disciples, which can greatly save the consumption of dream power and spiritual power when the disciples are refining the weapon at the beginning, otherwise, only the dream cultivation in the realm of the dream master can successfully refine mortal-level weapons, such a threshold is too high, and the inheritance of the art of refining is also a hundred disadvantages and no benefit, so the carving knife came into being.

At this time, Zhang Yan held the carving knife in his hand, and the dream power that reached the first layer of change in "Three Transformations" was injected into it, and in an instant, a white dream power blade appeared on the tip of the carving knife, and then he stabbed the carving knife down, and finally the tip of the carving knife stopped firmly on the sword embryo.

From the perspective of spiritual power, the white dream blade is deeply penetrating into the sword embryo, the spiritual power is the sail, the dream force blade is the boat, and the sword embryo is the endless sea of suffering.

Now under the control of Zhang Yan's spiritual power, the Dream Force blade slowly moved along the sword embryo little by little, and after the move, a passage emerged after it.

With the passage of time, ......the beads of sweat the size of the bean fell from Zhang Yan's head to the stone platform, splashing with splashes, and the carving knife on the sword embryo was only half gone, and by this time, the spiritual sea in his dream world had already gone halfway, and there were still ten directions of sin demon fire in his hand to maintain.

There was no way, Zhang Yan could only grit his teeth and insist, hoping to successfully complete the construction of this dream power channel.

The fluttering flame of "Zizi ......" steamed the falling sweat beads dry, the hair on his head was wet and sticky to his face, his eyes were red, this is Zhang Yan's state at this time, but the carving knife in his hand was about to go to the end, only the last step was missing, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue heavily, a sharp pain made his mind clear for a while, and a surge of spiritual power poured out, and the carving knife in his hand slashed.

With a "dang bang", Zhang Yan dispersed the flames in his hand almost at the same time, threw away the carving knife in his hand, and sat on the ground panting, while the blazing sword embryo in his hand was directly thrown by him into the prepared quenching pool on the side, turning into a cloud of ice.

After resting for a while, Zhang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked to the side of the quenching pool, grabbed the ice cubes in the pool, and with a slight shock on his hand, countless ice cubes fell off, and a dark cyan cold light flashed.

"Bell" Zhang Yan stretched out his index finger and gently knocked on the body of the green steel sword, a crisp and pure sound came out, and then he raised the sword in his hand, and with a "swish" slash, a piece of fine iron was divided into two halves like tofu, and the fracture was clear and smooth.

Then he injected his dream power, and a three-inch-long cyan edge appeared, and he waved his hand a few times, and several sounds of breaking the air sounded.

"It's successful, the conductivity rate of dream power has reached 30%, it's not bad, but I don't know if the gravity talisman I drew is useful. Zhang Yan said while rubbing the green steel sword in his hand. At the same time, a trace of spiritual power was injected into it, and he saw a rune appear on the sword, he hurriedly put his hand under the range shrouded in the light of the rune, feeling the changes in it, his heart was already clear, and he continued to mumble to himself,

"Yes, the gravity charm can be used, but the enveloping range is a little small. ”

Later, Zhang Yan followed the refining process of this green steel sword, and refined the remaining two green steel sword materials into a green steel sword, and each sword was engraved with a different rune, the first was a gravity talisman, the second was a light talisman, and the third was an ice talisman.

After the three green steel swords were practiced, Zhang Yan walked out of the refining pavilion and went straight towards his cave mansion, and along the way, he was in a very good mood.

But as soon as he returned to the cave mansion, looking at the mess and black miasma of the cave mansion, Zhang Yan really didn't want to live there, so he naturally retreated from the cave mansion and walked up the corridor outside the cave mansion, saying as he walked,

"Seven hundred and sixty-eight, seven hundred sixty-seven, seven hundred sixty-six......

Six hundred and sixty-six, hey, this number sounds like auspiciousness, that's it!" After speaking, Zhang Yan pressed his disciple credential into the groove on the gate, and with a few clicks, a pillar ......of light shot out from the gate.

The other disciples in the inner gate all moved when they heard the sound, and they all looked up, and some inner disciples said, "Someone has started the battle for the inner gate cave again, but I don't know which two are fighting for the cave this time, I hope the number is relatively high, otherwise it will be too boring." ”

"Okay, do I want to join in the fun?!"

“......”

And the inner disciple who lived in the cave house of No. 666 He Bi was sitting on the bed with his mind practicing and running the exercises at this time, when he suddenly heard a mechanical voice in the cave mansion,

"No. 666 Inner Gate Disciple, there are people who have launched a battle for the Inner Gate Cave Mansion against you, please go out to fight!"

Why did he get up more directly, and while walking towards the gate of the cave, he guessed in his mouth, "Who is it? I haven't heard of anyone who has made a new breakthrough recently?"

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the cave, he saw Zhang Yan staying quietly aside, carrying the Juntian Sword behind his back, holding three swords in his hand, with a smile on his face and black marks on his face, quite a kind of beggar walking the streets and alleys in the outside world.

"This brother, I don't know what you have to do?"

Zhang Yan didn't think much about it, and said directly with a big grin, "I'm here to rob you of this inner disciple of the 666th Cave Mansion." ”