After cleaning up, Zhang Yan walked out of the cave and walked straight towards the Refining Pavilion.

Then a cave in the distance gradually became clear, and a tattered wooden sign hung crookedly on the cave, with the three big characters of "Refining Pavilion" written lightly on it.

"It's really simple to the end!", Zhang Yan walked up to him and said silently in his heart, and then raised his feet and stepped into the cave.

After entering the cave, a counter was placed in the center of the cave, and a deacon stood behind the counter, and the other party smiled when he saw Zhang Yan, and his face was full of spring breeze, "Hello, welcome to the Refining Pavilion, is there anything that can help you?"

A word full of respect and flattery spat out from the mouth of the deacon behind the counter, Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, when did the deacon of my refining city speak so well, didn't they call themselves "crazy wolves (dogs)"! How can they look like Haba now......

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan hurriedly shook his head, shook some of the pictures in his mind, walked to the counter, and said with the same smile, "Hello, I want to open a yellow-level first-grade refining room!"

"Yes, yes, yes, this is the nameplate of your refining room, please put it away!" Zhang Yan took a metal nameplate from the other party's hand, his heart was full of comfort, after all, there are not always such "gentle" deacons,

But the other party's next sentence directly made Zhang Yan's face change greatly, "Hello, the sect contributed three hundred." ”

The words were like sharp swords that directly hit the point, "What, what, how can it be so expensive!" Zhang Yan covered his chest with one hand, pointed to the culprit behind the counter with the other, and said in a trembling voice,

"Produced by Refining City, Tong Su is not bullied, and he refuses to bargain!" The other party changed his face and said directly, his expression was really great.

In the face of such skill oppression, Zhang Yan could only slowly take out the disciple voucher, and handed it to the other party tremblingly, and with a "ding" sound, the disciple voucher was returned, and the number on it was less than three hundred.

"Thank you for patronizing and hope to see you again next time. After the other party finished speaking, he changed his expression, his whole body collapsed on the counter, and his eyes were blank.

When Zhang Yan saw this scene, he could only contract his five fingers tightly, and the figure stepped into a branch cave with the word "yellow" hanging in the cave and disappeared.

With a "click", Zhang Yan put the metal nameplate into the groove of the metal door, and then the sound of "click" sounded, and the metal door opened to both sides, and the furnishings in the refining room were unobstructed.

Walking into the refining room, the whole room was filled with a complete set of refining facilities, although it could not be compared with the facilities in Elder Lin's cave mansion, but it was complete, well-organized, and orderly.

After Zhang Yan entered, the metal door behind him was closed directly, he walked to a stone platform, looked at the dazzling array of utensils on it, picked up a sledgehammer from it, and danced vigorously, feeling very good, but the weight was a little light.

On the other side of the stone platform are the molds of various weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, all eighteen kinds of weapons, and some strange weapon molds.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan nodded with satisfaction, although this refining room is a bit expensive, but the things are still worth this price, and the pain in his heart has been slightly comforted.

The mold and utensils were almost seen, Zhang Yan put his eyes on the refining furnace again, and found that there was a pile of charcoal next to the refining furnace, he walked to him, bent down and squatted, picked up one of the pieces of charcoal, and compared the knowledge in his mind while carefully inspecting it.

"Green charcoal, produced in the Wood Spirit Forest, is made from hundred-year-old green wood, and is mainly used for the refining of mortal-level weapons. A line of information appeared in Zhang Yan's mind, and then he took out a part of the charcoal from it, threw it directly into the refining furnace, pressed the palm of his right hand on the refining furnace, and injected the dream power in his body.

With a "boom", a cyan flame ignited, and soon the temperature in the refining furnace reached its peak.

"Pap, papa......" One piece after another of fine iron was thrown into the refining furnace by Zhang Yan, and more than a dozen pieces of refined iron were piled together and burned red by cyan flames.

Zhang Yan approached the refining furnace and followed the method recorded in a book of "Basic Alchemy Techniques" borrowed from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, probing his spiritual power into the furnace and controlling the flames in the furnace.

Time passed bit by bit, most of the refined iron blocks in the refining furnace had melted, and at this time, Zhang Yan suddenly increased the injection of spiritual power, and the cyan flames skyrocketed, and the remaining refined iron blocks were quickly dissolved.

Dissolving, Shi Zhang Yan wrapped his hands with his dream power, and suddenly shot out around the refining furnace, and the techniques of his hands were all recorded in the book, and they were not bad at all.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan hurriedly grabbed the liquid with his hands, and the dream power wrapped in his hands came from the sound of "Zizi", and then he didn't dare to slack off at all, and directly introduced the liquid into the mold that had been prepared on the side.

The liquid after the melting of fine iron flows slowly in the mold, and soon fills the entire mold, the color changes from red to light red, forming a solid, Zhang Yan stood aside, stretched out the pliers with one hand to clamp it, took it out of the mold and put it on the stone platform, and the other hand waved a sledgehammer and smashed it down.

The sound of "bell", followed by one after another, the sledgehammer ruthlessly smashed on the fine iron sword embryo, several sparks splashed, with the sledgehammer smashing, the sword embryo gradually became flat and smooth, and some subtle depressions on it were also hidden under Zhang Yan's spiritual power, and were smoothed by it little by little.

"Wow" the sword embryo entered the water, stirring up a burst of mist, and when it was withdrawn again, the sword body was already dark, Zhang Yan used his dream power to shake suddenly, the sword body shook violently, a cold light appeared, and an iron sword appeared.

"Hiss", a huge crack appeared on the leather placed on the side of the stone platform, Zhang Yan looked at the first sword he had cast, his heart was very satisfied, and then the dream power was injected, but there was no trace of it into the iron sword.

"A sword is a sword, and without a formation talisman, it will never be extraordinary. Zhang Yan sighed lightly, and put the iron sword into the space ring, this was his first sword, which was commemorative and worth keeping, even if it was just an ordinary sword.

"Bang bang bang bang...... more than a dozen pieces of refined iron were thrown into the refining furnace, Zhang Yan began the refining of the second sword, although the first sword has been successfully refined, but the mastery of a skill requires thousands of times of practice, he still knows this, and the most important point is that the materials for refining the refined iron sword do not charge money.

In this way, Zhang Yan immersed himself in hard work, practiced his skills in the mountains of fine iron, and tempered his future road to making money.

Two days later, Zhang Yan's body was already full of fine iron swords that had already been refined into piles, some of which showed cold light, some of which were twisted, and some of which were like iron rods, that is, they could be seen everywhere, all kinds of appearances.

After two days of tempering, Zhang Yan has mastered the steps and methods of refining sword weapons, when he used the last dozen pieces of refined iron to refine the last sword, he sat down cross-legged, turned his hands over, two pieces of medium-grade dream source stones appeared in the palm of his hand, and a stream of energy was frantically injected into his body.

"Ka Ka Ka" As the cracks appeared in the two medium-grade dream source stones, shattering into several white ordinary stones, Zhang Yan had already adjusted his body to the peak moment, and even the dream power in the dantian had improved a little.

Standing up, Zhang Yan took out the disciple voucher from the space ring and placed it on a wall in the refining room, the "Qinggang Sword" As he spit out the name of a sword in his mouth, the number on the disciple voucher decreased by three hundred, and he suddenly felt a burst of pain in his heart.

I saw a whirlpool appear out of thin air, and after a while, a long wooden box appeared in the whirlpool, Zhang Yan saw it, pulled it out directly, and put it on the stone platform.

The "click" wooden box was opened by Zhang Yan, only to see dozens of cyan metal ores lying quietly inside, and some other ores and a tube of dark blue liquid on the side.

Zhang Yan picked up the tube of dark blue liquid with his hand, but as soon as his fingers touched it, he felt an extremely cold seep into his body, and his innate realm body couldn't help but shiver, and at this time, he could only wrap his dream power on his right hand to separate this cold.

The sound of "Zizi" sounded, Zhang Yan poured the entire tube of dark blue liquid directly into the quenching pool on the side, white gas appeared, and the temperature of the entire refining room dropped by a few points, even the blazing flame in the refining furnace was a little weaker, and its cold can be imagined.

Then Zhang Yan threw a large amount of green charcoal into the refining furnace, and used his dream power to urge the flames in the furnace to the extreme, followed by the green steel stone in the wooden box was thrown into the flames.

The green steel stone is the main material for refining the green steel sword, and the dark blue liquid just now is the deep cold water, which is the key to the final step of quenching, which can increase the probability of training, and some other ores are some auxiliary materials, which need to be refined and added to the mold.

Ever since the green steel stone entered the refining furnace, Zhang Yan has been putting his hand on the furnace, carefully maintaining the cyan flame in the furnace, constantly burning the green steel stone.

Time passed bit by bit, and the green steel stone in the furnace had a hint of wanting to dissolve, and Zhang Yan's head was already sweating profusely, he gritted his teeth, and continued to inject his dream power into the refining furnace, hoping that the green steel stone could be melted smoothly, otherwise the refining of this green steel sword would end before it began.

Finally, when Zhang Yandantian had little dream power left, the green steel stone in the furnace was about to melt, so he hurriedly grabbed the wooden box with his other hand, poured all kinds of ores left in the box into the furnace, and melted them together.

When all the ores were dissolved, Zhang Yan poured all his spiritual power into the refining furnace and controlled the fusion of the two liquids in the furnace, but the fusion between the liquids was not so simple.

Although Zhang Yan's spiritual power was several times stronger than that of Dream Cultivation in the same realm, at this moment, he also felt extremely difficult, as if there was a mountain horizontally placed between the two groups, and every time he advanced, he would have to consume a lot of spiritual power.

Soon, the spiritual sea in Zhang Yan's dream realm was facing a state of exhaustion, seeing that the two masses of liquid were only a little short of completely fused, but the spiritual power in the dream realm was no longer enough to push it forward.