The percussion sound of Dangdang ~ continued to sound in the courtyard.

Tempering and refining is definitely a boring and tiring process, but Bingchen continues to do so without feeling tedious at all.

It's been three days, and he carefully feels the changes in the Xuanying Iron every time he strikes, not only in shape, but also faintly in a faint thought, coming out of the Xuanying Iron.

It seems to be colluding, and it seems to be communicating, so that every time he hits the position of the Xuanying Iron, it is so compatible.

Not far away, Li Tiange looked at this scene, his heart was excited, for a master who was obsessed with the way of refining, what could be more pleasing to the eye than seeing this kind of divine skill.

Bingchen's technique is not good, and if he even wants to evaluate it, it can be said that it is very bad, and there is almost no skill at all.

But it was this kind of indiscriminate beating that made him feel deeply shocked, because every time Bingchen hit the point, the strength was so just right, just like a massage, where the Xuanming Iron was uncomfortable, his hammer would fall.

Ye Xuan smiled lightly on the side, she didn't know how to refine weapons, but just looking at Bingchen's serious appearance like this, she felt very down-to-earth.

I don't know how long it took, Bingchen suddenly stopped, and once again sent the Xuanying Iron into the furnace to be calcined.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, he turned his head and smiled at Li Tiange: "Brother Li, I have completed 90,000 beatings, and there is no trace of impurities in this Xuanming Iron, so it should be able to be shaped later, right?"

"Well, it should have been done a long time ago, your tempering, although the technique is not high, but the effect is rarely achieved, and the next is to make it into the prototype of a spiritual weapon, but I have a suggestion!" Li Tian said calmly, but his heart was mixed.

There are sighs, envy, and a trace of jealousy, people's talent is really not something that can be made up for by hard work.

He told Bingchen that under normal circumstances, a certain metal can be hammered 90,000 times repeatedly to remove impurities and purify it perfectly.

Bingchen did the same, and he also watched from the side inch by inch.

Watching Bingchen just beat so skilllessly and irregularly.

But only when Bingchen struck it 30,000 times, from his point of view, this Xuanying Iron was already perfectly purified.

But at that time, he didn't say it, because he saw the calm in Bingchen's eyes, it was a kind of unsatisfactory calm, at that time, he could conclude that the Xuanying Iron in Bingchen's eyes was not perfect.

Waiting, until before, 90,000 times! After Bingchen's last stroke, a glimmer of brilliance flashed in his eyes, but he carefully caught it, making him feel shocked.

It turns out that the purification he has been purifying all the time is not perfect, it is all according to the routine and experience, so the alchemy technique has not been improved.

Sometimes if you are lucky, you can produce a medium-grade spirit, but often it is a low-grade, or even worse.

"Big brother, if you have any suggestions, I will definitely listen to you, you just say it. Bingchen stared at the Xuanming Iron in the furnace, and said without looking back.

He is very concerned about this Xuanming Iron now, and these 90,000 beatings have made him have a trace of subtle emotions for this Xuanying Iron.

Because he is attentive, every hammer is attentive, not a routine number of completions, 90,000 times of communication and feelings, the Xuanying Iron in front of him seems to have become a part of himself.

"Brother Xian, your Xuanming Iron is full of spirituality, if it is used to build a tool like a forging hammer, it is really a pity, and after you have been purified like this, this volume is not enough to make a hammer, I think the dagger on your waist is just an ordinary stone tool, it is better to make this Xuanming Iron into a dagger, if it is a dagger, the material is just right. ”

Li Tiange has always been paying attention to the changes in the Xuanming Iron, and with Bingchen's percussion, he actually found that this Xuanying Iron is becoming more and more spiritual, such a good material, it is a pity to build a hammer.

"Dagger? It's fine!" Bingchen thought about it, and felt that the dagger made from this piece of Xuanming Iron would definitely be like a finger, and he couldn't help but agree.

......

Another three days passed.

Bingchen stood by the casting furnace, holding a delicate dagger with a jet-black glow in his hand, and couldn't put it down.

"Brother Xian, you are so powerful, the first time you created a spiritual weapon, you produced a high-grade spiritual weapon, this really makes the eldest brother ashamed!" Li Tiange sighed with a bitter face.

Bingchen smiled and said, "This is all the guidance of the eldest brother, and I just do it, and the younger brother himself can't create a spiritual weapon of this quality." ”

Li Tiange shook his head, depressed.

In the past three days, he has watched Bingchen complete the first refining weapon in his life, which can really be said to have witnessed a miracle.

From the beginning of shaping, he only said how to polish the metal, but he saw Bingchen change the shape of the Xuanying Iron little by little, and every hammer was still just right, and there was no modification and reversal because the hammer was too heavy or too light.

Then there is the endowment, which makes him even more dumbfounded, he endows himself with the spirit, the spirituality in the material, it is quite difficult to conceive, and it will dissipate at every turn and lead to the loss of previous efforts.

There is a probability of success in this, otherwise the spirit weapon would not be so rare, if it succeeds every time, the spirit weapon will be rotten on the street long ago.

But Bingchen endowed the spirit, the spirituality of the Xuanying Iron, not to mention the possibility of dissipation, was actually in a state where he couldn't get rid of it, and it had been attached to the prototype of the dagger, which made Li Tiange, who had been refining the weapon for half his life, suddenly have an urge to scold his mother.

That's called envy, jealousy, hatred, and hatred! Can it hit people a little more?

That's it, it took two days to polish, and only half a day to give the soul.

When the spirit was successfully entrusted, the momentum of the entire dagger was released, and Li Tiange was sure with a slight sense that this dagger was a spirit-level high-grade!

Ye Xuan walked closer, looked at the dagger in Bingchen's hand, and said with a smile: "It turns out that refining weapons is so easy, my younger brother is really powerful, he has refined a spirit-level high-grade spirit weapon for the first time, this dagger is really beautiful." ”

The corners of Li Tiange's eyes kept twitching, what could he say, this is the truth.

Bingchen handed the dagger to Ye Xuan, turned around and bowed solemnly to Li Tiange, and said, "Brother Li, thank you." ”

Li Tiange only taught him six days, but these six days allowed him to completely master the method of refining, as for the fact that he was able to refine the finished spirit weapon so quickly, it was mostly because he had a trace of inexplicable induction with the refining material.

If ordinary people learn to refine tools, they will have to immerse themselves in countless years just to master the weight, grasp the strength, and achieve almost perfection.

Although he saved countless hours from others, Li Tiange unconditionally taught him this kind of skill, which moved him.

Bow down to worship, but kindness is rare.

"Brother Xian, what are you doing!? You and I are brothers, it doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this. Li Tiange hurriedly stepped forward to hold Bingchen up.

The two looked at each other deeply, but they both laughed heartily.

......

In front of the Inner Gate Xuanwu Array, Bingchen turned his head and looked at the place of the Inner Gate again, and felt a little emotional for a while.

When he came, he was alone, but when he left, he was with Ye Xuan.

Looking back on these days, this trip to the inner door can be described as full of harvest.

After befriending the senior sister and getting to know the Han sect master, Ye Xuan got the inheritance of Qingyue, had his eldest brother, learned the art of alchemy, and successfully refined a spirit-level dagger.

The world is impermanent, and chance is like that.

"Let's go, sister, it's time to improve your cultivation. ”

"Hmm!"

With that, the two of them took out the inner disciple token and walked into the Xuanwu Array.