"Hmph!" With a muffled snort, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zhang Yan's mouth, and he squeezed out the last trace of spiritual power in the sea of spirits in the dream realm and injected it into the refining furnace.

The two liquids in the "poof" refining furnace finally fused together, and Zhang Yan hurriedly used a more skillful technique to use his dream power to take out the liquid and put it in the mold.

The blue-black liquid flowed slowly in the mold, and Zhang Yan stood quietly aside, waiting for the moment when the liquid was formed.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan hurriedly placed the mold horizontally in front of his chest, and the dream power in his hands burst out, violently injecting into the liquid, hoping to rush out of a channel in the liquid.

That's right, the Qinggang Sword, as one of the lowest-level mortal-level weapons, only needs to use dream power to open a passage in the liquid when refining into liquid, and there is no need to draw complicated formations and talismans.

But it seemed to be such a simple step, but it set off a monstrous wave in Zhang Yan's mind, because at this time he had mobilized all his dream power and injected it into the liquid, but the dream power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it had no effect in the liquid.

With the passage of time, more and more dream power was injected, but under the perception of Zhang Yan's mental power that had not recovered much, the liquid in the mold only appeared in the shape of a little channel, if it was strict, these could be said to be just two groove points.

There were more and more beads of sweat on Zhang Yan's head, many of which had already flowed into his eyes, and bursts of tingling pain came, but he couldn't move, because the current refining had reached a critical juncture.

But "hmph", Zhang Yan's face instantly turned pale, and the dream power in the liquid was only slightly interrupted, and the two short passages were immediately beaten back to their original shape.

Zhang Yan knew that he had failed, and it was a complete failure, so he put the mold in his hands on the stone platform with a pale face, while he sat on the side, thinking about the reason for the failure with a lost face.

In his mind, he recalled the entire process from the beginning to the failure of refining the Qinggang Sword, and while recalling, he compared the refining methods recorded in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Zhang Yan found that there was no mistake in his whole process, on the contrary, until the moment before the failure, his steps and practices were the same as those recorded in the book, and there was no deviation in the slightest.

But this is such a correct operation, the refining of the green steel sword still failed, thinking of this, Zhang Yan did not get up to exchange the materials of the green steel sword again, but picked up the sledgehammer on the side, used a clip to pick up the blue-black sword embryo that had solidified into a solid state, and smashed the sledgehammer fiercely.

"Bell, bell, bell" Zhang Yan waved the sledgehammer in his hand with a serious face, and smashed it on the blue-black sword embryo one after another, and soon, the blue-black sword embryo had already taken shape, with red in the blue and black.

Zhang Yan carefully examined it, and then stretched the sword embryo into the quenching pool on the side, this time there was no "swish" sound in the pool, but from the place where the blue-black sword embryo was inserted, frost began to appear, constantly spreading around, and soon, a whole pool of liquid became ice cubes.

Zhang Yan let go of the clamp, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the Dream Source Stone in his hand and began to cultivate, because in the refining of the Qinggang Sword, the final quenching sword required constant time.

After a period of time passed, a sound of "click, click" began to remember, and cracks began to appear in the ice cubes in the quenching pool, hearing these sounds, Zhang Yanmeng, who was immersed in cultivation, opened his eyes fiercely, and his body flashed, and one hand grabbed the hilt of the blue-black sword in the quenching pool.

This "Green Steel Sword" that failed to be refined was pulled up by Zhang Yan, and a cold light flashed, although this "Green Steel Sword" failed to be refined, the materials used in it were still extraordinary, and the quality of the sword was still very high.

No, with a "bell", Zhang Yan had a "green steel sword" in one hand and a fine iron sword in the other, and the "green steel sword" fell down heavily, and the fine iron sword was directly broken into two.

In this process, Zhang Yan did not feel the slightest effort, as if the fine iron sword in his other hand was papier-mâché, and it would be broken when he poked it.

Zhang Yan raised the "green steel sword" in his hand and danced a lot of sword flowers in the air, which was very comfortable and smooth to use, but it just couldn't inject dream power, he had also tried, but as soon as the dream power was injected, it would be ruthlessly blocked out of the sword body.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that I have so many good materials, and this Bingjian is also a divine weapon in the hands of ordinary people!" Zhang Yan muttered with pity in his mouth,

"Yes, it's a pity, it was refined by you Zhang Yan, and it deserved to fail in refining!" A mocking voice remembered in Zhang Yan's dream realm, that's right, it was Xiao Huang.

"Hey, hey, you stinky and shameless Xiao Huang, you said you could do it a few days ago, why did this happen, you jumped out and mocked me!" Zhang Yan was furious in his heart, and directly sank into the dream realm, pointing at Xiao Huang's nose with the body of consciousness and scolding,

After Xiao Huang heard this, he didn't have any expression on his face, and directly reached out to pull Zhang Yan's fingers away, and slapped Zhang Yan's consciousness body.

"His grandmother's, what I said, everything I said, you listened to what I said, well, have you finished listening? I don't know who lost the money. Xiao Huang didn't save any face for Zhang Yan, poked Zhang Yan's wound nakedly, and said,

"That, that ,......" Zhang Yan embarrassedly stretched out his hand and scratched the head of the body of consciousness, fortunately, his current body of consciousness was not too advanced, so the redness on his face did not appear.

"Why can't you speak, you deserve to fail, I think you can refine mortal-level weapons after reading a few books and refining a few refined iron swords, I really don't know whether to say that you are naïve or innocent!" Xiao Huang said as he stretched out his hand and kept poking Zhang Yan's head.

"Yes, yes, what you always said is right, you are so powerful!" After all, Zhang Yan has been in the low level for many years, and he knows when to shrink and when to extend.

"It's good to know, you don't look at the quality of your dream power, although the quality and quantity of dream cultivation are much higher than those of the same realm, but if you want to make progress in refining weapons, it is still too weak. Xiao Huang said with a proud face,

"Dream quality, dream quality, you mean that my dream quality is too low, so that means that my dream quality has improved, and I can simply succeed. Zhang Yan muttered to himself, and his eyes gradually burst out with a different divine light.

"Wrong, very wrong, you think that just the quality of your dream power is high, and the way you use your dream power is also a mess. Xiao Huang heard Zhang Yan's words that he thought were smart, and then stretched out his hand and slapped him and said,

"Dream power quality and dream power mode of action, okay, I remember, are there any others?" Zhang Yan said with a face full of curiosity,

"That's right, that's all for now, after you figure it out, you will be able to refine the Qinggang Sword successfully. Xiao Huang said with a teachable expression, nodding his head.

After Zhang Yan got the answer, he directly stretched out his hand, bent down and bowed to Xiao Huang as a disciple, and said, "Thank you!" After speaking, his figure gradually disappeared into the dream world.

After returning to his mind, Zhang Yan took the "Qinggang Sword" back to the space ring, walked out of the refining room directly, came to the outside of the cave, took out the disciple certificate, and injected the dream power into it.

Hooked the jade-like rune in the disciple's credential, and said in his mouth, "Senior Brother Mo, do you have time, I have something I want to ask you." ”

After speaking, Zhang Yan took the disciple voucher back to the space ring and walked straight towards the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Zhang Yan walked to the first floor, found the book on refining and began to look through it, and took out the disciple voucher with his hand, waiting for Mo Shangruyu's reply.

Finally, with a "ding", Zhang Yan's disciple credential sounded, he picked up the voucher and put it in his ear, and a voice came into his mind, "Senior Brother Zhang, send me your location, and I'll go find you!"

When Zhang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, so he said, "Senior Brother Mo, I'm in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion now. "As soon as the disciple's credentials flashed, the message was sent.

After a while, Mo Shang's jade-like figure appeared in front of Zhang Yan,

"Senior Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are a lot haggard! You used to be a beautiful man who didn't lose to me!" Mo Shang Ruyu said directly,

"Senior Brother Mo, don't make fun of the little brother, how can I compare with you!" Zhang Yan hurriedly waved his hand and said,

"Also, Senior Brother Moshang, I have been learning the method of refining weapons for the past two days, and just today, I also refined a green steel sword, although I failed, but I also found the reason for the failure, I asked you to come here is related to this, I want to ask you, there are those better dream power methods in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and what are the places in this inner door to improve the quality of dream power?"

Mo Shang Ruyu heard that Zhang Yan had refined a green steel sword by himself, and his face showed a surprised expression, and he exclaimed, "Senior Brother Zhang Yan, are you saying that you will be able to refine the green steel sword by yourself after studying for a few days! Hurry up and take out the green steel sword you have refined and let the senior brother take a look!"

Zhang Yan directly took out the failed "Qinggang Sword" from the space ring and handed it to Mo Shangruyu with an anxious face.

Mo Shang Ruyu took it, put it directly in his hand and watched it carefully, no, he stretched out his finger and flicked it on the sword body a few times, "Bell, bell......" The crisp voice sounded.

After doing all this, Mo Shang Ruyu looked at Zhang Yan with a complicated expression and said, "Senior Brother Zhang Yan, what I want to say next, the questions I want to ask, you must answer truthfully!"

"Okay, Senior Brother Moshang!" Zhang Yan looked at the serious expression on Mo Shang Ruyu's face, this was the first time he had seen it.

"Senior Brother Zhang Yan, how long did it take you to refine this green steel sword? And how long did it take you to master the refining method of refining sword-shaped weapons, and the most important thing is that when refining this green steel sword, you really did it alone, and no one helped you?" Mo Shang Ruyu asked a few questions in a row,

Zhang Yan first answered the first two questions of Mo Shang Ruyu, and when it came to the last question, he replied, "Yes, I refined it alone!" But he thought in his heart, "During this period, Xiao Huang said yes, this shouldn't be regarded as help!"