He slapped his palm on the Haotian Ding, making a crisp sound, and the flames in the Ding also came out with his beat. As if to know the excitement of the master, the flame burned very hotly.

Qin Ming smiled slightly, and threw the broken sword into it, and the flames rolled out a tongue of fire at once, and after wrapping the material, the surrounding flames also swarmed up, wrapping the broken sword layer after layer.

Seeing that Haotian Divine Fire had begun to enter the state, Qin Ming did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly sat cross-legged with a very solemn expression. Then, in the sea of consciousness, the wind howled, and under his mobilization, a spiritual consciousness swept out, and then rushed into the ding, controlling the temperature of the flames.

This time he refining the weapon, he must be up to twelve points of spirit. Refining tools are the same as alchemy, they all consume a lot of spiritual sense, as well as a lot of spiritual power, so he can't relax at all.

However, now it is not like the previous alchemy times, the flames will carry out crazy attacks on the medicinal herbs, and the medicinal herbs will also defend themselves. Because the broken sword had been forged once before, and now it was completely spiritual, so basically, it was at the mercy of Qin Ming.

Little by little, the power of the flames was seeping in, melting the broken sword with the heat, and then he could begin to shape the image of the weapon he wanted.

In Haotian Ding, the flames were burning, and Qin Ming was sitting on the sidelines, seemingly closing his eyes and recuperating, but he was actually manipulating the overall situation.

The two old guys of the Li family didn't know that in fact, the sword in their hands couldn't really be used as a magic weapon. Their understanding of the cultivation realm is still too little, like these two swords, they already have a little spirituality, and they can barely be regarded as half a magic weapon.

Therefore, there are still a lot of impurities in the material of this sword, which need to be refined by Qin Ming himself little by little.

"I hope that this time I can completely forge a low-grade magic weapon!"

Qin Ming muttered in his heart, in the cultivation realm, the magic weapon can be divided into several levels.

The lowest level is the inferior magic weapon, and in addition to this, there will be medium and upper magic weapons, and above the magic weapon, there are more powerful treasure weapons, which are also divided into upper, middle, and lower levels.

Further up, that's the spirit weapon!

Compared with treasure weapons, spirit weapons already have the powerful power to turn mountains and rivers upside down and the earth to collapse, but this level of magic weapons is difficult to refine, even those powerful monks, if they are not proficient in the skills of refining, then the success rate is extremely low.

With Qin Ming's current ability, coupled with the assistance of Haotian Divine Fire, and the help of his powerful spiritual sense, he still had a certain amount of confidence to refine this magic weapon.

Time passed little by little, and when the materials in Hao Tianding had almost melted, and the impurities had been basically removed, Qin Ming finally moved.

As soon as he slapped his body, a force was transmitted inside, and then the material floated. It could be seen that what was basically a viscous liquid was surrounded by bright red flames.

Seeing this, he smiled slightly, it was indeed similar to what he thought.

Then, he began to pull out the various seals and punch them into the mass of material. His technique is very dazzling, and it is very ornamental in one go.

If anyone who knows how to refine weapons is here to observe, they will definitely be shocked by his superb refining skills. Because, the people who can reach this level are basically those masters who have been immersed in refining tools all their lives and have been constantly studying.

But how old is Qin Ming? He looks young, even if he adds his previous life, he is not more than two hundred years old in general. In such a short cultivation time, being able to cultivate the refining technique to this extent, I have to say that this is really a genius!

After punching in a lot of handprints, the viscous liquid finally trembled slightly, as if it was about to begin to be kneaded and shaped by the power of spiritual sense.

He was slightly happy in his heart, it seemed that the process was still very smooth, at least there were no mistakes.

But what he didn't expect was that at this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Qin Ming, are you back?"

Outside the door was Sister Qin's voice.

Qin Ming was slightly shocked in his heart, but ignored it. Anyway, she knocked on it and felt that there was no one, so she would naturally leave. So he continued to refine quietly.

But there seemed to be a gap between the truth and what he thought, Sister Qin didn't leave, she kept knocking on the door, this perseverance made Qin Ming really helpless.

As everyone knows, Sister Qin was also a little worried outside, because she knew that Qin Ming should be back, just in the room, but why didn't he come out, not even making a sound?

Something can't be wrong, right?

She was a little worried, and when she watched the news, she said that someone took a bath for too long, and as a result, she fainted from carbon monoxide poisoning and died.

Oops, Qin Ming wouldn't faint in the middle of the shower, right? Thinking of this, she was startled and hurriedly slammed on the door.

"Qin Ming, what's wrong with you? Say something, don't scare my sister!"

Sister Qin screamed eagerly, and after seeing that it was still quiet inside, she couldn't care so much, and quickly turned out a spare key to open the door.

Hearing the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole, Qin Ming was so frightened that cold sweat came out, if she came in and saw this scene, it would be miserable.

In a hurry, he hurriedly spoke up: "Sister Qin, you can't come in, I'll take a shower!

After she heard Qin Ming's voice outside, she was relieved, and then thinking about this kid's appearance without clothes, she smiled, and then took back the key and said, "Okay, you wash quickly, come down and eat!"

"Good!"

Hearing Sister Qin's footsteps leaving, he exhaled heavily, but what made him even more headache was that because of the interruption just now, the flames in Hao Tianding began to be irritable.

The flames, which had been steady just a moment ago, suddenly burst out, and the temperature also rose. If this continues, the materials that have been almost made will definitely be destroyed.

In a hurry, Qin Ming hurriedly divided more spiritual power into Haotian Ding to suppress those uncontrolled flames. At the same time, he quickly formed a handprint, punching one light seal after another into it.

"No, it's going to be faster!

Although he had tried very hard to suppress the flames, the flames were rioting, and even he could not control them. According to his feelings, it will only take three minutes at most, not to mention the materials, and the whole house will be destroyed!

Qin Ming was covered with sweat, and now he had only one way, and that was to shorten the time for the weapon to be formed, which meant that he had to make a handprint faster and make it form by external force.

Now his two hands are like lightning, and his fingers are even more intersecting and changing, so fast that ordinary people can't even see his movements clearly.

He felt that his fingers were about to break, and forcibly increasing his speed with his strength was simply masochistic.

If this continues, his fingers will be overtired, and his muscles will be strained, and even his meridians will be injured.

Finally, when the flames were about to rush out of Haotian Ding, a crisp and pleasant sound of sword roar finally came from the Dingzhong, and then I saw a ball of fire rushing out, and after going around the room a few times, it obediently stopped in front of Qin Ming's eyes.

The Haotian Divine Fire gradually subsided, and Qin Ming took the freshly baked sword with his still trembling hands.

When the flames completely faded, the sword was revealed.

This is a sword with a sword body of more than three feet, the sword body is slightly wider, and in the middle is a thin blood groove, and with this blood groove as the center, the entire sword is divided into black and white.

The blade is white on one side and black on the other.

After flipping the long sword, the other side is the same, and this shape is very reminiscent of the Taoist yin and yang fish.

The two fish join together head and tail to form a near-perfect circle. It is such a simple pattern, but it conveys the profound and mysterious ideas of Taoism.

His sword is borrowed from the meaning of yin and yang fish.

The shape of this sword is like an eight-sided Han sword, so the overall feeling is simple and atmospheric, dignified, but extremely powerful.

He couldn't have been happier with the sword, and it had certainly met his expectations.

This sword is already an inferior magic weapon, and even among the inferior magic weapons, it is very outstanding. If this sword were used against the original black and white sword, it would definitely be like cutting weeds, cutting them with a single sword.

Drop a drop of your own blood into the sword, and you will confess the Lord. As long as you recognize the magic weapon of the Lord, you can take it into your body at will.

"Be cautious about naming your sword, but I really haven't figured out what to call it right now, so let's let it go. ”

He pinched a trick, and after putting the sword in his body, he simply straightened his clothes and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Sister Qin had already prepared the meal, set up the dishes and chopsticks, sat on the chair and looked a little bored, and looked at the staircase from time to time.

"This kid, I haven't been home for so many days, and I don't know where I'm going, he's really a guy who loves to mess with flowers, alas, ......"

Thinking that Qin Ming might be playing outside with some beautiful girls, she was blocked in her heart. I don't know when she started, she even cared about his every move.