At this moment, an unprecedented excitement and nervousness permeated Ye Chengfeng's heart. Pinshu.com()

In this cultivation of resources, the earth is extremely scarce.

Whether it's Red Flame Spirit Iron or Flame Dragon Blood Jade.

Or, four-color black iron.

It can be said that they are all extremely precious and rare existences.

Ye Chengfeng was really afraid that if these precious materials were smelted, they would be scrapped.

When the time comes, you may be able to climb the entire earth, and you may not be able to get it again.

Therefore, he is extremely cautious.

After a while, sweat dripping like a bean on his forehead.

At the same time, his hands were trembling with excitement and nervousness all the time.

Smelting materials is a job that requires a lot of patience and concentration.

Ye Chengfeng used his spiritual power to wrap the Red Flame Spirit Iron and the Flame Dragon Blood Jade, as well as the four-colored Xuan Iron, and then injected the true fire to slowly melt it, calcining it little by little, and initially removing excess impurities.

Then, he extracted a stream of spiritual power, condensed the hammer of spiritual power, and used his divine sense to control the continuous hammering and refining of the material to further eliminate impurities.

The whole process is actually quite like striking iron in the secular world.

However, this is much more high-end and difficult than striking iron.

This work alone, Ye Chengfeng did it for a full hour.

This made the spiritual power in Ye Chengfeng's body consume extremely quickly.

All of a sudden, about 80 percent was consumed.

"Rinnyima consumes a lot! If I had known this, I should have improved my strength first. ”

After Ye Chengfeng noticed this situation, he could be described as secretly scolding, for fear that his spiritual power would not be enough.

At that time, if the flying sword refining fails because of this reason, it will really be laughing off the big teeth.

After the thought flashed, he hurriedly took out a Yang Yuan Pill from the storage ring, opened his mouth and swallowed it, so that his spiritual power could recover quickly.

"The next item should be to add other materials."

Ye Chengfeng used his spiritual power in one hand, wrapping the refined Red Flame Spirit Iron and Yan Dragon Blood Jade, as well as the mixture of four-colored Xuan Iron.

In the other hand, he took out the other auxiliary materials of the flying sword from the storage ring and continued to smelt.

But fortunately, those auxiliary materials are not as difficult to refine as the Red Flame Spirit Iron.

So, it didn't take him a few minutes to get it done quickly.

Immediately after, he merged his hands and fused all the materials.

Start styling.

In the cultivation world, there has always been a rumor that every cultivator is the top artist.

This sentence is actually not false at all.

Ye Chengfeng is not at all and does not need extra training.

As long as he imagined the shape of the flying sword in his mind, and then used his divine sense to control the spiritual power, pull and flatten the refined material, and shape it into the desired shape.

This work is not difficult, and the speed is quite fast.

However, the most difficult part is the next portrayal of the formation.

Every stroke, every stroke, needs to be carved with spiritual power.

Moreover, the portrayal is not an ordinary formation, it can be described as quite complicated, and if you don't get it right, there will be a risk of failing the portrayal and destroying the flying sword.

Therefore, the sword of spiritual power condensed by Ye Chengfeng was cautious and trembling with every blow.

After about an hour, Ye Chengfeng ate the spiritual power generated by the Yang Yuan Pill, and it was quickly consumed.

And the formation on his flying sword was only depicted on one sword side, and the other side was still smooth.

"There is only the last Yang Yuan Dan left, I don't know, can I support it to the last step."

Ye Chengfeng sighed slightly in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and continue to portray.

Otherwise, wouldn't all the work done be wasted?

However, at the stage when he was about to finish eating the last Yang Yuan Pill, Ye Chengfeng finally had a lack of spiritual power.

So, he was so anxious that his mind was like electricity, and in a hurry, he almost took out the spirit devouring stone.

However, fortunately, the five-cent coin-like spirit stone that Lan Lingbao gave him was placed next to the spirit devouring stone, so he took it out and quickly absorbed the spiritual energy in it to refine it, so that he could complete the final portrayal.

"As long as you refine the sacrifice again, you can officially use it."

Ye Chengfeng held the best flying sword with a red body, lingering aura, and exquisite surface textures, and looked at it carefully, in a very good mood.

Although he, Yang Yuan Dan and Spirit Stone were all used, they did not improve their spiritual power cultivation by the slightest, and they were all used to restore their spiritual power in the process of refining the flying sword.

But the most commendable thing is that his flying sword has been formed, and there will be no more refining failures.

If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted, he would be able to sacrifice it now, and then step on his sword and go out to soar.

"It's a pity, the flying sword is practiced, but I can't immediately enjoy the joy of this success."

Ye Chengfeng smiled bitterly, quickly withdrew the formation in the room, and lay down on the bed tiredly.

Suddenly, a brilliant blue light outside the window suddenly shot in.

In just a moment, Lan Lingbao's small and cute figure appeared on Ye Chengfeng's belly.

"Daddy! I'm back! ”

Lan Lingbao cheered happily.

Immediately after, without waiting for Ye Chengfeng to speak, it made an uproar and suddenly released a pile of spirit stones.

There are more than a dozen pieces.

Moreover, each piece is the size of a palm!

Rolling aura, emanating from that pile of spirit stones.

"I'll go! Where did you get it? ”

Ye Chengfeng grabbed a spirit stone casually, and was stunned on the spot, his heart shocked.

Such a large pile of spirit stones is simply more precious than the more than fifty pieces that Lan Lingbao had collected before.

"Stolen from a stray hair."

Lan Lingbao made a silent gesture and said pitifully: "Not only will he arrest me, but he will also beat me!" In a fit of rage, I stole all of his spirit stones! ”

After speaking, Lan Lingbao jumped in front of Ye Chengfeng's eyes.

As soon as the little body turned its back, the egg-sized sword mark on the back was revealed.

Although there was no bloodshed, it looked as if it was going to penetrate Lan Lingbao's small body.

"What kind of stray hair? It's just looking for death! ”

When Ye Chengfeng saw it, he immediately stretched out his palm, causing Lan Lingbao to jump up, carefully looking at the wound on his back, and his anger surged.

If Lan Lingbao was the size of a human, this small wound was nothing.

But the point, Lan Lingbao was only the size of a slap in total, and a wound the size of an egg almost covered his entire back.

It really made Ye Chengfeng feel extremely distressed.

"I don't know, it seems to be from the Xuanyin faction." Lan Lingbao recalled, "Originally, I was going to look for spirit stones, but I found a spirit stone mine that they were mining. ”

"But I'm a very well-behaved person, and I don't want to steal at all. But the miscellaneous hair was good, and when they found me, they wanted to arrest me, and when I was about to escape, they stabbed me with a sword, and in a fit of anger, they stole all the spirit stones they mined, and there was no scum left. ”

"Good boy! Daddy, heal your wounds! ”

Ye Chengfeng's face was gloomy, and he grabbed a large piece of spiritual stone with his hand, absorbed the spiritual energy in it, and quickly condensed the spiritual power.

Then, he hung his palm near Lan Lingbao's wound, and the rolling spiritual power surged out.