Start the furnace, put in the materials, input the aura, stabilize the furnace fire...

The refining weapon is just like what the demon said, and it has a very high effect on improving the control of the spirit body!

After all, if you slack off a little, you will definitely be killed by the boiler explosion!

Standing in front of the furnace, Lin Meng slowly released his spiritual power to the boiler, the inside of the boiler was burning, the fine iron and stone body was melting on the side, and the impurities mixed in the iron and stone were removed little by little...

This is an extremely harsh process, once the spiritual power he releases fluctuates slightly, the inside of the boiler will release a large amount of heat in an instant due to the temperature difference.

In short, a fryer.

And Lin Meng's control of spiritual power is a few points worse than that of monks of the same level, so it is naturally impossible to achieve that level.

Eight minutes later.

The young man was slack, and the spiritual power output in his hand fluctuated slightly.

Rumble!!!

The scorching refining furnace exploded, and the melted golden iron juice flew out, Lin Meng frowned, and a layer of spiritual qi erupted from his body, shaking the iron juice and falling to the ground, burning red.

"It's not enough to cultivate, and it's still dangerous to play this."

Lin Meng pursed his lips, sure enough, this thing is not for ordinary people to play.

But thankfully, he has room to accelerate.

Looking at the destroyed 7788 refining room, Lin Meng let out a sigh, turned off the acceleration space, and reopened his eyes.

The real world was unharmed, and he continued to close his eyes and open up the acceleration space.

The sea of consciousness space re-reflects the picture of the real world, and everything is safe and sound.

This gameplay made Lin Meng think of a lot of interesting functions, such as alchemy, practicing runes, and practicing formations, and it seems that they can all be played like this.

I'll have the opportunity to learn all those things in the future, but I'll learn the refining tools first.

The pocket watch that accelerated the space kept turning, and Lin Meng, who was in the center of the refining room, tried repeatedly.

Once, twice, three times, five times, ten times, twenty times...

Again and again, each time it failed without incident.

But each time it lasted a little longer than the last time.

Perhaps, the time that increases with each repetition is accumulation.

The accumulation of increased control.

Again and again, the gold pocket watch crunched the hour hand and turned, and before I knew it... The quenching of the refined iron stone is complete.

The first step in refining the weapon was done.

Lin Meng couldn't remember how much time it took, but he remembered that the acceleration point on the golden pocket watch was thirty points less.

Thirty days without sleep.

Refined iron stones fused with golden iron juice spun out of the boiler and rested quietly on top of the iron plate.

The silver-light iron hammer that was leaning on the side spun up automatically, hammering at the fine iron stone.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that a hundred times are made into steel, and under continuous tempering, the strength of the spirit stone is pressed to the limit.

A true refining master can maximize the potential of spiritual iron with every blow, so as to use materials of the same level to create higher-level spiritual weapons.

Lin Meng's spiritual power controlled the hammer and smashed it at the fine iron Mao Pei.

Bite!

The sound is crisp and the force is light, and it does not cause much effect.

Lin Meng increased his strength slightly.

Click!

Fragile iron and stone cracked.

Failed!

There was no sadness, no complaints, Lin Meng just opened his eyes and closed them.

Everything is remastered.

Once, twice, three times.....

The golden pocket watch spun rapidly, and the long refining time was compressed to the limit.

Unconsciously, it has become a matter of course to remove the impurities of the fine iron stone in one go and turn it into fine iron wool pei.

Mao Pei placed it on the iron plate, and the silver hammer suspended in mid-air gradually became handy.

Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite...

The sound of striking iron is exceptionally crisp.

The hammer struck the iron again and again, and the crisp iron collided on top of it, forming a rhythm, and the sound gradually became pleasant.

Lin Meng's expression became more and more peaceful, calmly watching the silver hammer rise and fall in front of him, inadvertently, he seemed to see an illusion in his eyes, he seemed to have become that piece of iron, suffering from thousands of hammers...

The spiritual power entrenched in the body trembled slightly at this moment, compressed and condensed.

The mind is extraordinarily peaceful, like a piece of clear water, unaffected by anything.

Only the crisp sound of striking iron is more and more pleasant.

Eighteen beatings in a row.

The sound of the iron tools came to an abrupt end.

The three-foot Qingfeng lay flat on the iron plate, soaked in spiritual water and cleaned, flashing with cold and cold light.

Spirit Sword... Practiced.

Lin Meng turned off the boiler, raised his palm, and spiritual power gushed out from the pores, suspended in the void, condensed into a small bird, and spread its wings and flew wantonly according to his thoughts.

Spiritual control... It has also been raised.

Obviously, he had reached the peak of his cultivation in the Palm Spirit Stage, and at this moment, he faintly felt that he had gone further.

Lin Meng knew that it was not an illusion, it was true.

Thanks to the continuous tempering of refined iron, the aura in the body has also been condensed, the power has been strengthened too much, and the spiritual power control has also been strengthened.

"It's quite rewarding."

Lin Meng chuckled.

The real world.

Even though I stayed in the acceleration space for nearly half a year, the real world was only for a moment.

"Lin Meng?"

Demon pity looked at Lin Meng in front of him strangely, he kept opening and closing his eyes since just now, and there was a problem with his eyes?

"Any questions?" She asked cautiously.

Lin Meng chuckled lightly, "No, it's just that the firewood at the bottom of the refining furnace blew in the eyes just now." ”

With that, he turned his gaze back to the boiler.

Hua Yue next to her looked at Lin Meng jokingly, "Lin Shang's envoy is interested in trying it?" Let's practice it too? ”

Lin Meng nodded, "Interested." ”

"Then let's try it, if it's just a handful, our sisters still don't care about the consumption of materials."

Hua Yue and Demon Lian chuckled, Lin Meng nodded, walked forward to the refining furnace, stretched out his palm, and began to try along the palm of his previous hand.

Hua Yue and Demon Lian next to him chuckled, but they didn't have much interest, and it was not a generous move to teach Lin Meng to refine the weapon, basically the newcomer refining this thing, it was a good thing that he was not blown up half to death by the fryer, and now Lin Meng wanted to play, so they sold a favor to let him play.

After all, he is a disciple of the Great Sect of Baihongmen, and if he has formed a favor, he may be useful in the future.

Refining, it will take several days to successfully refine Mao Pei at the beginning.

If Lin Meng really wants to learn, he must at least have a master to teach him for more than half a month.

Of course, if Lin Meng really wants to learn, Demon Pian doesn't mind teaching it.

After all.... Teach by hand!

couldn't help but glance at Lin Meng's face twice, the light of the scorching furnace dyed his porcelain white face a little ruddy, ah... So handsome!

His eyes couldn't help but burst into stars, and the demon poked the flower moon next to him.

"Wait a minute, pay attention, when you fry, shoot on time to intercept those things."

She teleported.

Kazuki nodded.

Everyone is a caster doorman, and they all know this!

"After the Lin Shangwan fails, remember to go up and praise him twice, don't let him lose face."

You Lian thought about it and added two more sentences.

After all, it is the first time for a newcomer, if you blow up the oven after three minutes of getting started, you feel a little embarrassed, so you blame the two of you, which is embarrassing.

As for what good results Lin Meng could cause, they didn't think about it.

After all, how is this possible!?

Thinking that she was an excellent disciple of the new generation of the Casting Sect, she had the master's hand-in-hand teaching, and it took a month to finally create the first complete Mao Pei, even if she was a Baihongmen person, no matter how high her talent was, at least she had to.... Alas!?

Alas, alas!!

The demonic thought came to an abrupt halt, and his eyes stared into the distance!

In front of the refiner's furnace, Lin Meng waved his palm, and the refined iron stone next to him fell into the boiler.

Then output spiritual power, remove impurities, beat Mao Pei...

The process of practicing swords, flowing smoothly, in one go!

Ten minutes later.

A spirit sword was formed under the tempering of spiritual water, and it was held in Lin Meng's palm, flashing with cold and cold light.

Holding the spirit sword, Lin Meng swung it twice in mid-air, making a sharp sound of tearing the air, he turned his head to look at the wide-eyed, bewildered Hua Yue and the demon with a bewildered face,

"How is it, this spirit sword, how is the quality? Is there a problem? ”

"Uh...."

The jaw is about to fall, and the demon feels that the three views are impacted,

"You.. Studied alchemy before? ”

"No? This is the first time. ”

"Then why did you succeed the first time! The quality of this spirit sword is still so high! ”

Demon pity screams hell!

Lin Meng raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them jokingly, "Isn't this thing just a good one?" ”

Enchantment: "....."

Kazuki: "....."

If you look at it once, you'll be...

Hiss~~

What sour!

I really want to hit someone!