If it weren't for the tight time, Wu Yi would definitely not give up, if he could integrate the Absolute Fire Yuan Force into the Pure Yang True Fire, the total amount of Yuan Force would not increase, but the Yuan Force would become more cohesive, and the success rate and combat power of the refining weapon would increase a lot, which was of unusual significance to Wu Yi who was suffering from the lack of follow-up exercises at this stage.

The Absolute Fire was silent in the dantian, and all the Earth Fire Yuan Power was transformed into the essence of the Pure Yang True Fire, which could make nuanced changes in firepower with Wu Yi's thoughts, barely meeting the rigid requirements for refining high-level spiritual weapons, and it took seven days to finally take the first step.

Wu Yi let out a long sigh of relief, jumped off the stone bed, and came to the secret room where the demon spirit was stored, and carefully probed, although the mace had been formed, this crucial step had not been completed, and before refining the high-grade spirit weapon, he had to practice it first.

It's a pity that I didn't find the lion tiger beast recorded in the ancestral book of the Han family, it is estimated that this kind of ferocious guy is not so easy to deal with, and finally picked a fire-maned bear, when it survived, its strength was comparable to that of a monk in the blood realm, coupled with the strong system of the demon beast, the combat power was no weaker than that of the monk in the Chong God Realm, even if the beast body was lost, its fierce strength and the ability to spit fire did not disappear, and the momentum of the mace was quite consistent.

"Brother Xiaomi, you have to step up your cultivation, and wait for the moment when our brothers reunite, and show its true majesty. Wu Yi sighed in his heart, the current Huang Yulai has not yet broken through the Transformation Wing Realm, and if he wants to control this superb mid-grade spirit weapon, there is still a big gap left, and he must at least reach the Chongshen Realm to barely control it.

The dark brown soul light group kept struggling, trying to get rid of Wu Yi's control, but it was only in vain, sealing the soul needed to rely on the power of powerful divine consciousness, which was originally the most difficult step in refining spirit weapons, but for Wu Yi, it was not too much of a challenge.

The mace was suspended in the air, the pure yang true fire wrapped the whole body, heated strongly, and after an hour, it turned from jet black to red again, and the temperature in the entire secret room also increased a lot.

The soul spirit light group slowly approached, Wu Yi's divine consciousness power condensed into an invisible big hand, silently recited the law decision in his heart, and submerged the light group into the mace like lightning, and at the same time, the fire Yuan Force replaced the pure yang true fire, and completely wrapped the mace again, the temperature plummeted, making a piercing 'squeak' sound, and the moment the Yuan Force was withdrawn, the calm mace suddenly flew into the sky, heading straight for the top of Wu Yi's head, with a majestic momentum and a force of more than 10,000 acres.

"I'm rubbing, it's all sealed, and I'm still so dishonest, looking for a fight!" Wu Yi reached out with his right hand, held the mace tightly, and a drop of pale golden blood flew out from his fingertips, which instantly disappeared into the body of the rod and disappeared.

If you want to use the seal technique, you must use the essence blood as a guide, and then use the secret technique to suppress the soul of the demon beast, and these irascible guys will obediently tame, but after Wu Yi dripped into the blood, before he had time to use the secret technique in a hurry, the firemane bear immediately became silent, and he no longer dared to toss.

"It's quite familiar, how about trying your strength?" Wu Yi's heart moved, the mace was full of black light, and a brown bear with a body length of more than three meters roared out, and when he opened his mouth, a flame rushed out, and the roar echoed in the secret room, and the eardrum was painful, if the cultivation was a little weaker, I was afraid that he would vomit blood and be seriously injured.

Wu Yi's first work ended perfectly, the power of the mace is even stronger than the evil blade, but it does not depict the imprint of divine consciousness, and it is not so easy to control, this is a spiritual weapon tailored for Huang Yulai, he did not depict the imprint of divine consciousness, but after testing the effect, he put it into the Qiankun bag, once the spiritual weapon has his shadow, Huang Yulai wants to wear it out, it is not easy, it is best to let him complete this step by himself.

The process of sealing the soul is not much different from what Wu Yi expected, the only moment when there is some dangerous sealing, the power of divine consciousness not only has to resist the high temperature of the spirit weapon, but also suppress the demon spirit, if it is a little weak, the demon spirit will break through the confinement, the consequences are unpredictable, and it is very likely that the previous efforts will be lost.

The refining of the lower grade spirit weapon is relatively simple, and it is not challenging, the refining of the middle grade spirit weapon will take nearly ten days, and Wu Yi only has two months in total, and now it has been eight days, there is no time to refine a medium grade spirit weapon to accumulate experience, if you want to deliver it on time, you have to start from now on, you can only cross the river by feeling the stones.

"Your grandfather's, you have to drive ducks to the shelves, this old monster is really ghostly!" Wu Yi flashed the thin old face in his mind, shook his head and sighed, he thought that he could avoid him temporarily by hiding in the Han family, but he didn't expect things to develop like this, so he could only bite the bullet.

There is no point in complaining, after taking a breath, Wu Yi settled down again, sat silently, his long hair fluttering, like the demeanor of a refining master, his heart moved slightly, the golden tripod flew out from afar, the golden light was dazzling, the arm was gently raised, and the pure yang true fire roared out, turning into a raging fire, wrapping the body, and starting the first step of heating and forging.

The Golden Tripod has the miraculous effect of condensing heat energy, which is much better than the effect of directly using pure yang true fire, in order to save time, it can only consume some more divine power, and this can deepen the connection between Wu Yi's divine thoughts and the Golden Tripod, which is also of great benefit to the improvement of his own combat power.

I don't know where to dig out of this ferro-tungsten cold, the hardness is not lower than the tungsten concentrate mined in the black gold mine, and it has a bad breath, it is very difficult to refine, just heating it to a state that can be forged, it took three days, and before forging the mace, this step only took three hours, the gap between the two can be seen.

"When...... While...... While...... When the ......" Yuanli condensed sledgehammer hit the tungsten iron heavily, sparks splashed everywhere, and the brilliance flowed, but there was no substantial change.

Wu Yijing was naked, his green tendons were bursting out, and sweat would drip down every time he waved, and before he could fall to the ground, he was steamed into mist by the suffocating heat wave, shrouded in the entire secret room, and the narrow space was full of a strong masculine atmosphere.

"Your grandfather's, forcing Lao Tzu to do hard labor, one day, Lao Tzu will use your head as this stubborn iron and smash it hard!"

"I'm rubbing, what the hell is this, why has it been knocked for so long, and there is no change at all. ”

"I'm almost tired of becoming a dog, you still haven't moved at all, it's too unreasonable!"

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The first step of forging a high-grade spiritual weapon was several times more difficult than Wu Yi imagined, the tungsten iron sent by the Blood Bat Palace had a special attribute, he scolded and smashed it, and it took ten days to finally make it reach a state that could be condensed, and at this time Wu Yi was so tired that he was about to get up, in the dantian, the yuan force was about to be exhausted, and no matter how much elixir he took, his divine sense was exhausted to the extreme, and the moment the rough embryo was formed, he directly closed his eyes, fell on the scorching stone slab, and fell into a deep sleep.

Ten days and ten nights, without stopping for a moment to run the power of Yuan Li and the power of divine consciousness, no less than a fierce battle, the body and spirit have been exhausted to the extreme, this sleep for almost thirty hours, Wu Yi woke up, sleep is an excellent way to restore the power of divine consciousness, and his perverted recovery ability, without deliberately pranayama, physical functions can also be confidently restored, when he woke up, his expression was refreshed, energetic, and he had recovered to the state of the whole body.

The Yuan Force in the dantian has become more condensed, swimming in the bloodline on its own, radiating vitality, and the sea of divine consciousness is vast and magnificent, and unconsciously, the range that can be explored has expanded a lot, and it can already cover the range of two thousand meters around, which is of considerable help to detect the enemy situation and avoid threats, and the security level has been increased by at least one star.

"It's an excellent way to cultivate, but it's too painful. Wu Yi is very pleased that his cultivation can improve quickly, but when he thinks back to that process, he still has some scalp numbness, when his body and spirit have reached the limit, but he insists on insisting on a belief, that kind of taste, without personal experience, is absolutely impossible to experience, and it is not an ordinary person who can persevere, with his tenacious character, he doesn't want to try it a second time, the hardships can be imagined.

The golden tripod stood firmly in the middle of the secret room, the bright light gradually faded, but it still looked so dazzling, Wu Yi stepped forward to take a look, the refined rough embryo was lying quietly in the middle of the big tripod, the center was as black as ink, but the edge was condensed with white frost, and a heart-piercing chill came to his face, more than ten times stronger than before, it was simply an ice lump.

"Old monster, I have to greet the women of your family, isn't this sincerely against me?" Wu Yi's expression suddenly became very sad, because he knew very well that he had to go through the process of dying and coming back to life just now.

The properties of ferro-tungsten are extremely cathode cold, which is diametrically opposed to pure yang true fire, which means that if Wu Yi wants to turn it into a liquid state that can be reshaped, he must spend twice as much, or even far more than twice the yuan force to do it, which is even more difficult than the forging process just now, once the temperature rises, if there is a slight relaxation, the bamboo basket will be empty, and the Blood Bat Palace is willing to pay three purple gold spirit stones, not that he is willing to be wronged, but even the old monster of the Blood Bat Palace is difficult to do.

"Old man Han, if you really have a breath, you must help this time!" Wu Yi saluted respectfully to the golden tripod, even if he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he hoped that the 'Qiding' at that critical moment would sound again, he didn't want to toss his life over and over again.