Saying goodbye to Yang Cheng, Jiang Xin frowned and returned to the dormitory.

The initial production of the Flame Bead ended in failure, but this is not bad news in the absolute sense of the word.

From the birth of this semi-finished product, it can be seen that there may be some commonalities between refining tools and clay sculptures, and some of these hidden commonalities have been inadvertently discovered by Jiang Xin.

Failure is the mother of success, not to mention that Jiang Xin has already touched a trace of success at this time, referring to some changes in the manufacturing process of the fire bead, Jiang Xin quickly determined the next experimental method.

The failure of the fire bead is manifested in the lack of performance, and the fire field it expands cannot meet the needs of Jiang Xin, but it has already met Jiang Xin's requirements in terms of function, and there are even some additional performances.

The performance of the fire suppression function means that there is no mistake in the direction of Jiangxin, just like using a machine tool to process a hollow pipe, the processing direction is correct, but the operation steps or the machine tool itself is unqualified, resulting in the failure to produce the expected results of Jiangxin.

While thinking about possible mistakes in the production process, Jiang Xin looked back at the inside of the Fire Bead.

As soon as the magic weapon is completed, there is almost no room for change, but through the long-term feeding of the Qi weapon, it is still possible to make some improvements to some of the abilities of the magic weapon itself, and even if it cannot be improved, some deficiencies can be found from the fixed structure of the Qi.

Ordinary people refining utensils are like craftsmen making a unique handicraft work, except for the use of fixed formulas, each of the others has a unique performance, but Jiang Xin is different.

The ritual artifact born in his hand is more similar to the composition born under the scientific induction method, and through the continuous analysis of its internal subtle structure and the multiple combinations of the production process, Jiang Xin tries to obtain the finished ritual instrument in a more convenient and controllable way.

The former may be more spiritual in a sense, but spirituality still depends on people, even in a village like Yangjia Village, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, there will be two people from time to time who only look at the ability to reshape the image and don't care about the spirituality of Qi.

The magic weapon is essentially a tool with special abilities that can provide users with more convenient abilities, as long as the tool is easy to use, the word spirituality should not appear in Jiang Xin's opinion.

With the refiner's unique ability, Jiang Xin quickly saw the situation of the Fire Bead.

Just like Jiang Xin had considered before, using the metal wire that was extremely suitable for the circulation of Yuan Qi as the skeleton to support the whole of the Fire Fighting Bead, the circulation speed and loss of Yuan Qi in it were lower than those of other magic weapons, allowing it to burst out with extraordinary speed and extremely stable Fire Fighting Realm under the drive of Qi breath.

But an embarrassing situation happened that Jiang Xin hadn't thought through before.

In the cave, the old man once had the idea of using Yuan Qi to expel a large amount of characteristics out of the utensils and construct materials that were extremely suitable for Yuan Qi's circulation.

Maybe it was because Jiang Xin tried again later and got results, he thought that Jiang Xin knew, so he didn't elaborate on the consequences of doing so, and now through the example of the fire bead, Jiang Xin saw the consequences.

In a word, when the water is clear, there are no fish.

The transparent nature of the wire allows Yuan Qi to flow at high speed, but it is precisely because it is so transparent that the characteristics that make the magic weapon really function cannot be fully brought into play.

At a glance, the little red inside the fire bead is like a star, but only a small part of it gathers in the pattern to play a role, and more are distributed everywhere to watch the play, truly achieving one-core work and multi-core onlookers.

Jiang Xin deliberately wanted to use Yuan Qi to converge these traits into the metal path to mutate and make them work, but this was obviously not shown.

There are only two positional states in the trait – 'inside' and 'outside'.

Located inside the ritual vessel, its position expression changed to 'inside', and when Jiang Xin used Yuan Qi to transform into position, its state began to change to 'outside', until a certain moment suddenly appeared in the outside world.

Yuan Qi's rapid circulation in the metal path could produce a unique power that slowly attracted those qualities, but the speed was too slow, slow enough for Jiang Xin to make a real magic weapon.

After thinking about it, Jiang Xin stood up and chose to go to Tang Mound again.

"Master, look at this." Seeing the old man again, Jiang Xin taught the Fire Bead to him: "I used some other methods to make this thing similar to a magic weapon, I want you to take a look." ”

"Something like a magic weapon?" The old man put down the work in his hand, took the fire bead in his hand with some curiosity, and looked at it carefully for a while before raising his head: "Not bad idea, but this thing is also a waste." ”

"Can you tell me why?" Hearing the old man's words, Jiang Xin immediately asked: "I don't have enough knowledge, so I can't see what the problem is." ”

"At this time, because you have learned for too little time, you have not been able to memorize all the knowledge at all." The old man said: "I also blame me, I only taught you basic and difficult things, but I forgot to tell you this kind of common sense things." ”

Putting the fire-repelling bead on the table, the old man took out a viewing garden from his pocket and put it in Jiang Xin's hand: "Take a closer look and see what is the difference between this magic weapon of mine and the fire-repelling bead you made." ”

Jiang Xin lowered his head and was silent for a while, and then was a little strange: "It seems that it is no different?" ”

"Use Qi."

Jiang Xin heard it, and activated it with his own breath, and the next moment, on the pitch-black screen, the red dot symbolizing his position appeared, and after this careful observation, Jiang Xin understood the mystery: "All the traits are gathered in the pathway to play a role?" ”

"That's right." The old man nodded: "I told you at the beginning that the trait is extremely important and is the foundation of the magic weapon, but you kid just didn't listen, and added non-trait waste to this bead." ”

"Non-specific materials are far superior to other materials in terms of affinity, but the reason why no one uses them is because they think they are missing an important function."

"What function?"

"Introduction." The old man smiled: "The characteristics of walking everywhere are like the candle oil of a candle, Yuan Qi is like a spark, and the passage is the candle wick, with this candle wick, the flame has the meaning of existence, and those candle oils can also play a role." ”

"No matter how fierce you are that you don't have the breath circulating in the flame beads, and you don't have a wick that can be lit, what can you do?"

"Although it also exudes 'light', its representative meaning is completely different."

Jiang Xin pondered for a moment: "So the solution is to change the composition of the metal wires in it?" ”

"Not exactly." The old man smiled: "If you kid is really idle, you can make the wire on it a little thinner and denser, and then this bead can also play the function you want." ”

Hearing the joke in the old man's words, Jiang Xin sneered: "Isn't that a matter of burning candle oil with a musket, that's not good." ”

"It's good to know." The old man said and threw the beads back to Jiang Xin, and then turned around and walked inside: "You kid just wait here for a while today, and wait for me to give you all the common sense knowledge to give you a good explanation, so that you don't have to go a fork in the road again." ”

"It's your luck this time, if you leave the Tang Sect, it's not easy to find another refiner to make up these common-sense knowledge lessons for you."

Hearing the old man's words, Jiang Xin just smiled, and then sat quietly and listened to him.

He thought that maybe there was a problem with some of the methods used to make the Fire Bead this time, but he didn't expect that the path that seemed to make the Fire Bead burst out with more power was the root cause of everything.

In the refiner, the basic knowledge is similar to how to distinguish the zero line of the fire wire, turn off the electric switch, etc., and the common sense is that people cannot reach out and touch the 220-volt electric door.

The former still needs to learn knowledge, while the latter is the accumulation of ordinary consensus, Jiang Xin's refinement in refining tools made the old man have a hint of delusion, so that he forgot to teach him such common sense as 'you can't touch the electric door'.

And not long after leaving, Jiang Xin reached out to 'touch the electric door'.

Fortunately, things are not really like reaching out and touching the electric door, and now it can take a little time to make up for what is missing.

In the dormitory, separated from Jiang Xin, Yang Cheng did not continue to sleep, but re-tested the possibility of clay sculpture under the stimulation of Jiang Xin, and the first experimental direction was the use of heart demons that Jiang Xin had mentioned to him before.

The village has confirmed to Yang Cheng that it is basically impossible to suppress the heart demon, and the progress of wanting to control the heart demon is also slow, and using the power of the heart demon to achieve his own goal may be a new direction.

Thinking like this in his heart, Yang Cheng reached out and took out some materials from the box again and made them.

The heart demon is formless and substantial, and it is even more elusive than those vain thoughts, but after a few years of getting along, Yang Cheng didn't dare to say anything else, he still had a hand on how to hook out the heart demon, but just a few minutes later, the heart was full of demons, and Yang Cheng's temperament suddenly changed.

Violence, impetuousness, worry, laziness, all kinds of emotions were born in Yang Cheng's heart like rootless water, preventing it from continuing to advance on the path of cultivation.

Faced with the interference of this demonic mind that was enough to make ordinary Qi Shi Qi breath unbalanced and riotous, Yang Cheng just took a deep breath, and then focused his attention on the mud in his hand and began to slowly cast on it.

Kneading, rubbing, pinching, discing, sticking, plus digging, drilling, carving, scraping, and pointing with the pen carving tools, although Yang Cheng's breath on his body was like a person on the verge of going mad, but his eyes always maintained a little clear color on the brown mud on his hands.

Ever since he first appeared in his inner demon state, both he personally and the village had asked him to suppress his inner demon as much as possible to prevent him from completely falling one day. This time, it was the second time he had completely released the demon out of the cage.

And as the arrogance of the demons became more and more arrogant, some Tang Sect disciples who walked outside the house and were good at capturing changes in emotions and thoughts seemed to notice something, but they couldn't find the source of the problem, and finally just turned around and left.

Under the influence of the heart demon, the Qi breath that became fluctuating flowed through Yang Cheng's meridians, and then it leaked out of Yang Cheng's hands like a shark smelling blood, and continuously infected the clay sculptures on his hands.

Little by little, the details of the clay sculpture in Yang Cheng's hand became more and more vivid, and the transformation of the clay sculpture by the Qi breath on his body also seemed to be more and more in-depth, but the moment his eyes were full of brilliance, the demon Qi breath that had been restless suddenly rolled back like a troublemaker.

With a bang, a soft sound broke into Yang Cheng's ears, looking at the clay sculpture in his hand that was damaged due to the sudden change in the nature of Qi, Yang Cheng fell silent, and then locked back most of the demons that wanted to emerge again.

"Failed..."Looking at the clay sculpture in his hand, which could only be regarded as an ordinary handicraft, Yang Cheng couldn't help but sigh: "The demon comes from my mind, I am it, but it is not me." If I want to use his power, I must first cross my own will..."

Go beyond your own thinking to do something, maybe someone can do it, but it is still a little difficult for Yang Cheng now.

The meditation methods of various schools may be able to help him a little, but the possibility is not very large, and the meditation gong can still make people calm and comfortable in the end, which is actually an idea that Yang Cheng had expected before to control and restrain the demons in his heart.

But with demons in the way, it becomes a closed loop between the two. Practicing the static function to restrain the demons, the movement of the demons causes people to be unstable and difficult to practice, this pass is for Yang Cheng, entering is successful, there is no so-called entry.

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng put aside the clay sculpture that had been completely formed in his hand: "The direction should be feasible, but there are a lot of requirements, maybe he has some better suggestions." ”

After thinking about it, Yang Cheng got up and left: "I remember that the Tang Sect seems to have a view, go and ask it, maybe it can give me some reference." ”

Half a day later, Jiang Xin left Tang Mound satisfied, this time, he had already completed many basic things, and then before he could go far, he heard a commotion voice: "Have you heard, someone has gone crazy in cultivation." ”

"Gone mad?" One person's tone was full of surprise: "Is it the kind of madness in it?" Could it be that his cultivation of Jinggong is not a fork? ”

"It doesn't seem to be a matter of meditation." One person spoke: "I heard that there is a lot of movement over there, and someone has already passed." ”

"Why don't we go over and have a look?"

"Silly, don't mention that you've completed your homework today, what if someone really invades your heart and hurts you?"

Hearing this, the man who proposed to join in the fun immediately fell silent.

And Jiang Xin, who heard a few people talking, changed his face slightly, and when he heard the word "crazy", Jiang Xin subconsciously thought of Yang Cheng, who was haunted by demons, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Don't really give me a madman, I can't explain it." ”

While thinking so, Jiang Xin's steps hurriedly rushed in the direction pointed out by the few people just now.