There is no doubt that it is not easy to refine a natal magic weapon.

Even with Jiang An's attainments, if you want to refine this Sword of the Dark Stone, you need to be careful at all times.

First of all, he needs to refine the Taiping slurry, then melt the Shen Youshi and set it, and then calcinate it for a long time, while refining the impurities, on the other hand, he has to add various precious materials and mystical prohibitions, and finally quench it at the right time, the whole process is extremely complicated, and basically there is no room for error.

The first step is the refining of the Taiping pulp.

Jiang An patted the storage bag, the glow shone, and various kinds of genius earth treasures appeared in the sky above the stone room, and he made a mana move, sucking the big tripod in the corner and placing it on top of the fire gathering array, and then, driving the dragon head to spew flames, heating the big tripod to the right temperature, and then began to put various materials into it in order.

The melting point and calcination time of each material are different, so it is necessary to grasp this degree well, and the divine consciousness is always paying attention to the perfect fusion of these rare materials.

Seven seven forty-nine days later, there is a transparent liquid in the Dading wandering, it seems that there is nothing unusual, at this time, Jiang An took out the most precious Taiping Bird's essence blood, put it in a special way, suddenly, when the essence blood meets the liquid, the color light is sheng, the entire Dading and the ground are faintly trembling, it seems that something terrible is going to happen.

Jiang An's eyes narrowed, and he immediately launched the Chaotian Que technique with all his strength to suppress the vision that was about to happen, and Da Ding was honest.

The Taiping Bird's essence blood is not so easy to refine, and there is even a trace of spirituality, proud and unyielding, but Jiang An also squeezed out a drop of his own essence blood and fused it in, and everything went well.

Two months later, the legendary Taiping pulp was refined.

This is a mass of golden liquid fixed in the air by Jiang An's mana, extremely viscous, like magma, but from time to time it emits colorful light, very gorgeous, ordinary people look at it, and they know that it must not be ordinary.

The next step is to melt the Dark Stone.

Jiang An took out the swarthy Shen Yu Stone at the bottom of the pressure box, which was covered with all kinds of talismans, his chest puffed, and he blew out a breath of aura, and the talismans fell one after another, suddenly, Jiang An's right hand drooped, even if he had been prepared, he was immediately crushed by the overweight mass of the Shen Yu Stone and almost fell.

He hurriedly summoned all his strength and mana, which allowed the Shen Youshi to levitate in the air, and then, controlling the Taiping Slurry to surround the stone.

All things are mutually reinforcing, and the Shen Yu Stone, which has caused countless monks a headache, seems to have met a nemesis, and after coming into contact with the Taiping Pulp, a series of reactions have occurred, and the performance of the stone has begun to bubble up, and more and more, which is the prelude to softening and melting.

However, this process is estimated to take some time.

Jiang An moved the Shen Yu Stone wrapped in Taiping Pulp to the center of the Fire Gathering Array, and then opened up all the firepower, surrounded by extremely hot heat, one could slightly speed up the melting speed of the Shen Yu Stone, and the other was to directly refine the impurities.

The entire stone chamber was naturally illuminated brightly, and it was extremely hot, Jiang An was unmoved, looking at the trace of black qi that had been refined from the Shen Youshi, and was quite satisfied.

After almost seven months, the flames subsided, and the syrup and the stone were gone, replaced by a black liquid, but there were faint grains of silver light in the flow, which had a strange beauty.

Jiang An's eyebrows twitched, and he silently released his divine sense, controlling the surging and deformation of this mass of liquid, and gradually formed the appearance of a black long sword.

At the moment when the long sword was about to be completely finalized, he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, and his hands were also non-stop, playing all kinds of magic decisions, and the essence blood turned into a string of mysterious runes, slowly descending, and blending into the black long sword, and then, the fire gathering array rose again, calcining this sword, Jiang An was not idle, and carved a dense variety of magic circles and prohibitions on the flying sword embryo, layer upon layer, reflecting each other, this work was very consuming of divine sense, even more tiring than his control of the fish and picking the golden canopy, he could only take advantage of the interval to quickly rest and recover。

Time flies, time flies, and the door of the stone chamber is closed for almost two years.

On this day, Jiang An sat still, settled like a pine, suddenly, he opened his eyes, with a wave of his robe, a jade bottle flew out, just opened the cork and seal, the temperature in the originally hot stone room immediately dropped sharply, and even became cold.

This is exactly the Black God Lake water that Jiang An took out from the Black God Lake in the Tibetan Cave.

The flying sword, which has been calcined for nearly a year, reached its peak temperature at this time, Jiang An turned off the fire, and then poured the water of the Black God Lake down, infecting the red sword body, one side is the strongest and heaviest thing in the world, and the other side is the world's most yin and cold water, as soon as the two sides touched, there was a stabbing sound, and a violent wave of qi appeared.

Jiang An had already prepared, and with a big hand, two big mana hands were generated at the same time, and one left and one right forcibly closed and eliminated this power that could destroy the stone chamber, which was very laborious.

But the effect was very good, when the reaction between the two was over and the quenching was successful, Jiang An breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew the mana, and then spread his hands, and the long sword slowly fell into his palm.

The long sword is three feet long, the whole body is one, black and smooth, the feel is excellent, slightly cold, when touched, a feeling of heart and mind connection arises spontaneously, it is very wonderful, no wonder it is said that the weapon is an extension of the limbs, this is true.

"From now on, I'll call you 'Shen You'..."

Jiang An's name is very casual, since this sword is made of Shen You's stone, it is directly called Shen You.

It's just that there is still one last step left - the Shen Yu Sword has not yet opened.

Although this sword does not need to be sharpened, and it can crush the opponent by weight alone, it is not perfect after all, and there are two ways to open it.

One is to polish it with other extremely sharp and hard things, and the other is to use Jiang An's own blood, and it is a lot of blood.

The first method, he just has the right thing, the Fu Qian Sword, this sword is sharp enough and tough, it is good to sharpen the sword, but I am afraid that if it is used as a grinding stone by the more terrifying Shen Yu Sword, this sword will be useless.

Jiang An pondered for a moment, still planning to give up this method, although after having the Shen Yu Sword, the use of the Fu Qian Sword is not great, but this sword has been with him for so long, and it has made great contributions, and it is also a famous divine treasure, which can be used until the refining period, he really can't bear to destroy this treasure, otherwise it will be a tyrannical thing.

As for the second method, there are two disadvantages, one is that the time to open the front will be slower, and the other is that Jiang An, who has lost a lot of blood, is estimated to regress in his cultivation.

That's it, go backwards, go backwards, anyway, there is still time.

Jiang An, who had made up his mind, did not hesitate, bit his middle finger, and then smeared his own blood on the blades and tips of the Shen Yu Sword, and sure enough, the Shen Yu Sword absorbed the blood and mana of its master vigorously, and Jiang An's breath gradually declined from the Great Perfection.

......

Trance!

When the door of the stone chamber, which had been closed for a long time, opened, Jiang An walked out of it and happened to meet the high-level monk of the Zhurong clan who had brought him over, Ye Zun.

"Jiang An Xiaoyou, you are really punctual, but the treasure has been successfully refined?"

"Thanks to the blessing of the predecessors, it was successful, and I would like to thank the nobles again for letting me enter the Hundred Forging Mountain, and keep it in mind" Jiang An, who had successfully refined the natal magic weapon, was in a good mood, and naturally spoke very politely.

Who knew that after hearing this, this alien stepped up to look at him with strange eyes and said, "Actually, there is indeed one thing that may trouble you right now... Hey, little friend, why has your cultivation declined!"

As he spoke, Ye Zun found that Jiang An's aura had dropped from the original middle-level Great Perfection to the realm of the second-level intermediate level, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Hehe, refining treasures under the mind is very expensive, so the cultivation has indeed declined, I don't know what the predecessor just said, what's going on?"

Jiang An chuckled, but muttered to himself in his heart, can't you let people rest well, there will always be something bad coming to the door.

Ye Zun was secretly happy in his heart, but said in embarrassment: "I shouldn't have bothered Xiaoyou, especially when your cultivation fell, but this matter is indeed a little troublesome at the moment, alas"

"Seniors, but it doesn't hurt to say"

"Here's the thing, Xiaoyou, do you still remember the Tibetan Cave Trial, and my Zhu Rong clan also sent ten elite middle-level cultivators to help? As a result, all of them fell, and among the ten monks, there is a complicated relationship, this cultivator's name is Hui, he is from an average background, but his partner is not simple, but he is the descendant of a great monarch monk of my Zhurong clan, after going out to travel and coming back, when she heard the news of Hui's fall, she was depressed and depressed, and then, she didn't know where she heard the news, saying that the Shangzu Keqing, who shined in the Tibetan Cave trial, happened to come to the Immortal Soldier City, so her heart may not be balanced, you have to ask Xiaoyou for an explanation, or to see it, how to persuade it is useless, and even during Xiaoyou's retreat, she didn't go anywhere, just waited in the city, if it wasn't for the deity to stop her, I'm afraid I'll have the first opportunity to come here," Ye Zun sighed.

Jiang An was speechless, frowned and asked, "What is her intention to find here?"

Ye Zun shook his head and said, "Then it's not clear."

"Then can you bypass her and leave Immortal Soldier City immediately?" Jiang An said tentatively.

"I'm afraid not, because she's probably waiting outside the Hundred Forging Mountain now," Ye Zun said honestly.

"In that case, then I will go out to meet her for a while, presumably with the strength of the nobility and a good reputation, there should be no trouble" Jiang An said with a smile.

"I hope so," Ye Zun said "not so sure."

So, the two of them came to the ground from the bottom four floors, and then went straight out of the entrance of the Hundred Forging Mountain, but as soon as they flew out of the range of the forbidden land, a flash of fire rushed over.

The firelight stopped in front of Jiang An, and the sparks rolled, revealing a slender female cultivator of the Zhurong clan, with a mid-level and third-level cultivation, looked Jiang An up and down a few times, and said loudly: "Your Excellency is the Terran monk, Jiang An?"

"No, it's Jiang An, I don't know what the fairy is doing?" Jiang An arched.

"Hmph! That's right, my fiancé followed you down to the cave in the Tibetan Cave and died! Shouldn't I ask you for an explanation?"

The female cultivator of the Zhurong clan said arrogantly.