Ye Lin's mind had one calculation method after another, and his spiritual power had been used to the extreme.

Often a single question can stretch into dozens of questions in his mind.

Every solution to a problem creates a contradiction with another.

Ye Lin was patient, combing a little bit,

He analyzes it the same way as he combs through a mess of bad things.

Often, dozens of problems are solved, but they come into conflict with the whole.

He can only refine the content ratio again, and strive to achieve a balance and perfection.

Such repeated deductions are extremely draining on the mind.

Unconsciously, Ye Lin's process lasted for half a month.

In the past half a month, he has been immersed in the center of his self, simulating it over and over again.

It's been half a month, and the master still hasn't woken up, and the underworld is a little anxious.

Brother Hei doesn't have to be like this, Ji Yuanqiu said with relief: "Brother Ye is a person who pursues perfection, and the Xuanbao he created is a finished product with complex craftsmanship, which will inevitably take some time, you and I just need to guard him." ”

Although he said this, he was also a little worried in his heart, after all, Ye Lin's situation lasted for half a month.

He had never seen anyone be able to concentrate so much on one thing, and for Ye Lin, Ji Yuanqiu was both surprised and admired.

Ye Lin continued this state for several more months.

Before he woke up, the underworld man looked at Ji Yuanqiu, his eyes were full of doubts, and he was now a little skeptical that Ji Yuanqiu was lying to him.

Ji Yuanqiu shook his head helplessly and said, "You go and touch if you are still angry." ”

The underworld man rolled his eyes, and immediately walked in front of Ye Lin, reaching out and gently touching his snort.

The breath was even, and the underworld man whispered.

Fortunately, there is hope, Ji Yuanqiu said a little nervously.

If you run out of gas, there's no hope.

At the moment when his words fell, Ye Lin's eyes suddenly opened, solved, I finally solved it, he got up and danced as if he had some kind of madness.

Seeing Ye Lin's excited appearance, the underworld couldn't help but say, "The master is not crazy." ”

I don't think people are crazy, but they are a little too excited, Ji Yuanqiu whispered.

Hearing the discussion between the two, Ye Lin also came back to his senses, and immediately said: "I'm not crazy, I'm just about to succeed." ”

Saying this, Ye Lin was still immersed in joy, in order to be able to make this heavy sword take shape, and even reach the balance of some kind of superb craftsmanship, he had been thinking and meditating for several months.

For months, he did not rest, doing thousands of analyses a day on the temperature of the flames and the timing of the water to be struck.

Finally he found a balance, that is, every ten strokes, the temperature increased a little, and each time the temperature warmed up, the need for water increased.

According to this law, Ye Lin made no less than hundreds of attempts on the time and how much the content was under the condition that the flame was stable.

At first, it was difficult for him to succeed in these attempts, but as time went on, his attempts gradually paid off.

This feeling is like watering a flower with water, and you may not see the effect at all in a short time, but after a long time, the flower will definitely bloom as it should.

It took him months to get extremely tired, but the benefits were great.

Under this superb control, his spiritual will grew again, and now his divine sense was able to perceive the situation three hundred miles away.

It seems that the spiritual will will only grows under constant extreme pressure, which is the most direct feeling for Ye Lin.

Before he had time to think about it, the back of the axe in Ye Lin's hand had already been struck.

He was multitasking, and at the same time, he carefully controlled the temperature of the Taiyin True Fire, and the effect caused by the temperature was absolutely fatal.

Therefore, most of Ye Lin's mind was controlled on the temperature of the flame.

The temperature of this flame fluctuated under Ye Lin's control, flickering bright and dark, when the small flame was like a spark of stars, and when the flame was large, it was the kind of raging fire.

With this kind of fire control ability, the underworld and Ji Yuanqiu on the side were all dumbfounded.

There is also this operation, seeing Ye Lin's flames, Ji Yuanqiu and the underworld people couldn't help but be stunned.

Ji Yuanqiu's expression was moved, and he exclaimed: "Brother Ye, this treasure will definitely be successful, his eyes can't help but light up. ”

The underworld man also nodded, this terrifying fire control ability really made people can't help but be amazed.

It seems that the master has truly understood the mystery of fire control, and the underworld said silently in his heart.

Just when the flames were blazing, Ye Lin's hands were constantly changing.

His hand quickly grabbed some dragon marrow and some carbon to add to it.

As the temperature cooled rapidly, the back of the axe in his hand kept tapping on the metal.

Over and over again, the axe made a sonorous sound like a hammer.

Jingle bell, ding bell!

A powerful metal knocking sound, the sound of subdued frustration, like a series of heavenly sounds came out.

Sometimes, it was accompanied by Ye Lin's extremely heavy breathing.

Beads of sweat continued to flow down his cheeks, and his clothes were soaking wet.

But these Ye Lin didn't care, he was immersed in this forging.

At this time, he is like a craftsman, constantly creating handicrafts that can satisfy him.

As time passed, the speed of the axe in Ye Lin's hand was getting faster and faster, and the movements in his hands became more and more urgent.

In less than a day's effort, this originally solidified solid had already been beaten by him and lost a lot of weight.

At this time, he had already played nine refinements in a row!

Nine times of tempering, this mixed material, still does not meet the requirements.

Far from enough, Ye Lin wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and continued to work hard.

Three days later, he had reached thirty refinements.

But the solidification has not yet been shattered.

After fifty refinements, the whole solid matter has lost a lot of weight.

But Ye Lin wanted to get rid of impurities, and he already felt very difficult.

As I thought, the limit of this material should be seventy-two refinements!

It's a very difficult thing to really make steel.

He continued to forge his crafts, and it seemed that every corner of this solid object had been tempered a thousand times.

After half a month of forging, the solid material finally became a granular matter.

It became !!

Ye Lin's breathing was a little short, and it was finally done.

Behind this is countless sweats, and only Ye Lin knows the difficulties in this.

Seventy-two refinements!

The further you go, the more difficult it is for the solid to forge impurities.

But now, after the seventy-second refining, this solid already has particles, and no matter how Ye Lin knocks them, these particles will not appear impurities.

This is already the limit of this solid.

The abrupt fire burned fiercely, and the true yuan in Ye Lin's body was poured into the Taiyin True Fire desperately.

In an instant, the particles shattered.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Lin took out the fetal device.

The remaining dragon marrow and weak water in his hand were all added to the shattered particles.

Enough water was added, enough dragon pith was added, and the toughness of the entire fragmented particles was ensured.

After a while, the two-meter-long model sword in the fetal was already formed.

Ye Lin looked at this model of the fetal sword and couldn't help but breathe shortly.

He took out an iron tong from the mustard seed bag and struck the sword with the north side of the axe, taking advantage of the silhouette of the model.

The fiery model is like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, and Ye Lin is the guide of this sword.

In addition to percussion, Ye Lin also kept injecting blood from his fingertips into the sword.

Gradually, Ye Lin could clearly see the outline of the sword.

The outline of this sword gradually emerged, and when the sword absorbed Ye Lin's blood, it became extremely demonic.

In Ye Lin's eyes, the avenue of reluctance gradually emerged, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

In the depths of his Dao heart, the cloudy shadow in the wine gradually emerged.

A drop of his tears fell into the sword.

When the emotion of the reluctant avenue reached its peak, among the drops of tears, it seemed that a floating story emerged, and these floating shadows fused with the tempered sword with the burning of the flame.

Ye Lin's expression gradually returned to normal, and he waited for the last hammer to go down.

The sword let out a crisp sword roar.

Looking at this sword, Ye Lin was quite pleased, this sword took more than two months, but also poured all his efforts.

The sword body let out a soft roar and cooled it down in the weak water.

Ye Lin just held the hilt of the sword, and when he held the sword, he only felt that the sword was extremely heavy.

The weight of the sword alone is much heavier than other swords.

Yes, this sword is heavy, without that heaviness, how can there be this sword, Ye Lin said silently in his heart.

Congratulations, host!

Brother Ye, congratulations!

The two voices said hello to Ye Lin one after another.

Can Brother Ye borrow the sword to take a look, Ji Yuanqiu immediately said.

Why not, Ye Lin handed over the hilt of the sword that he was about to grasp.

Ji Yuanqiu held it in his hand and couldn't help but gasp.

"What a heavy sword !!"

He only felt that this sword was extremely heavy, and he couldn't help but be slightly surprised in his heart, and he immediately turned on the true yuan before holding this sword.

Ji Yuanqiu looked at the sword carefully, only to feel that the sword body was radiant, he gently stroked the tip of the sword, only to feel extremely sharp.

The sword has a strange blood red color.

Good sword, good sword!

Ji Yuanqiu sighed with emotion, and immediately handed over the sword to Ye Lin.

The sword has been psychic, but I am afraid that even in the Xuanbao, it belongs to the top grade, Ji Yuanqiu said.

Brother Ye didn't know what to name this sword.

Let's call it memory...... Remembering the Snow Sword!

Ye Lin looked at the sword, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

When the underworld man on the side saw this scene, he sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that the master still has a deep affection for Ning Xue Girl.

Ji Yuanqiu nodded and said, "Okay, let's call it Yixue Sword." ”

Ye Lin's heart moved, and Yixue Sword let out a crisp sword sound, which had already been submerged into the scabbard behind him.

A wine gourd, a person, a sword!

I really envy Brother Ye, I am very envious, Ji Yuanqiu said angrily.

What is there to envy, Brother Ji, this time we will go to the Imperial City, what are your plans, Ye Lin couldn't help asking.

Originally, I just wanted to go into the imperial city with Brother Ye to play, but seeing that you have successfully forged the sword, I have quite an idea in my heart, I want to take the test again, and a ray of light appeared in Ji Yuanqiu's eyes.

Seeing Ji Yuanqiu's confident eyes, Ye Lin couldn't help but nod and said, "Brother Ji will definitely be able to make a difference." ”