Urging Thor's Hammer requires real power, but refining the fighting weapon requires mana, Han Chen's spiritual power has been exhausted when using the purification divine power, and the recovery of true power is only worth two percent, and it will be fully recovered in a short period of time, and the only way to take the remaining Manzhu Sawa is to take it. Oriental Reading Network

Without hesitation, Han Chen swallowed a manzhu sawa plant.

The medicinal power quickly dissolved in his body, but Han Chen couldn't wait for his power to recover, so he immediately began refining the magic weapon.

He took out more than ten pieces of pure gold, and was about to throw it into the black silk ding, when the two realms suddenly said: "Mithril's spiritual conductivity essence gold is good, and it is better to refine magic weapons." ”

Han Chen's eyes lit up, and he quickly exchanged the pure gold for the same amount of Mithril.

As soon as the more than a dozen pieces of Mithril were taken out, Yarisa was not calm again.

Grabbing Han Chen's wrist, Yalisha almost roared, "It's Mithril! So much? Where did you get so much Mithril? You...... You...... You...... How can you have so many treasures?"

Han Chen said irritably: "Dead Eighth Woman, don't you always interrupt at this juncture?"

"Then tell me, where did you get all these things?"

"No comment!"

"Then you don't want to have peace!"

"Day, do you want to be shameless?"

"Treasure, shameless!" replied Yarisha, confidently.

Han Chen was choked up.

I never imagined that Yalisha, who has always been cold and arrogant, would say such cheeky words.

After being stunned for a long time, Han Chen said: "I don't have time to talk to you now, this matter will be discussed later." ”

Ignoring Yalisha's entanglement, Han Chen raised his hand and threw Mithril into the Black Silk Ding.

Pure gold and mythril is the toughest metal in the world, not to mention Han Chen, I am afraid that it is Yali yarn in its heyday, and it is difficult to melt it with ordinary flames.

However, the thunder energy here is powerful enough to kill a Gaidai powerhouse like the Troll Ancestor, and smelting Mithril Essence Gold should be enough.

As soon as more than a dozen pieces of Mithril came into contact with the thunder torrent, under the huge electric lightning, bursting into bursts of brilliant sparks, and before a minute, Mithril was all red.

Han Chen immediately changed the technique, on the one hand, urging the black silk tripod to enter the process of artifact smelting, and on the other hand, manipulating the mythril inside, so that it could change its form according to his own will.

Using the power of thunder to refine artifacts is completely different from using firepower to refine artifacts. The firepower is relatively gentle and the energy is uniform, and it is easy to operate, while the power of thunder is too explosive and lacks stability, and the slightest deviation may destroy the material, so except for some specific links, generally no alchemist will use the power of thunder to refine artifacts.

What's more, the thunder energy of the Black Silk Ding is not attracted by Han Chen's mana, and the controllability is even more unpredictable.

But Han Chen had no choice, he couldn't afford to export such a huge amount of thunder elements from the Black Silk Ding, so he could only use it as an energy source for refining artifacts according to Yalisha's proposal.

Fortunately, Mithril is not an ordinary material, and it will not be damaged easily, but even so, he does not dare to take it lightly, because the core of the spirit rhino is not so strong to bear it.

One after another mana talismans popped out from Han Chen's fingers, and the more than ten pieces of Mithril formed a neat column in the center of the black silk according to Han Chen's thoughts, and the thunder energy that lingered around it also became more and more concentrated under the guidance of refining spells.

"Boom...... Crackle Crackle ......"

The thunder energy with double density made Mithril tremble, and with the help of the black silk ding, more than ten pieces of Mithril quickly softened.

The softened Mithril began to deform strangely with the rolling thunder torrent, and Han Chen immediately changed the magic technique, shifting his main attention to the large shape of the magic weapon.

Whether it is a magic vessel or a bucket vessel, the basic large shape determines the direction and structure of the vein, if the large shape is not cast well, it will be difficult to carry out the subsequent steps. As the foundation of the refining weapon, this step can be described as heavy, Han Chen should have taken longer to prepare, but the Troll Ancestor was in danger, knowing that there was a risk, he had to catch the duck rack.

The power of the thunder in the black silk ding did not obey the call, so much so that he had to adjust the direction and angle of Mithril according to the changes in the power of the thunder. This is like a craftsman, holding materials in an ungraspable mess of knife sculpture, the difficulty can be imagined.

Even with the double spiritual power brought by the Dual Elemental God, in less than a minute, Han Chen was also gushing with hot sweat.

Refining Mithril has consumed a lot of thunder power, and the collection of thunder energy has also made the elements in areas other than Mithril much thinner, although the core of the spirit rhino is still wandering in the thunder torrent, but the pressure on the Troll Ancestor is not so great.

It couldn't last a few minutes before, but as long as it wasn't swept into the Mithril refining area, it shouldn't be a problem to support it for ten minutes, and when the thunder energy consumed later, the Troll Ancestor might be able to retain some of its strength.

More than a dozen pieces of Mithril were forged into one in a short time, and a gray-gold metal rod about two feet long with the thickness of an arm gradually took shape, but due to the fluctuation of the power of the thunder, the surface of this metal rod was uneven, far from reaching the basic form required by the staff.

Han Chen struggled to control the Mithril Rod to adjust its position in the thunder, although this passive forging saved mana, but the consumption of energy was extremely great, which caused the loss of Han Chen's spiritual power, and his spiritual power was nearly ten times higher!

It was only five or six minutes before Han Chen felt sleepy.

A sense of drowsiness suddenly struck, and Han Chen's mind fell into a haze unconsciously. Losing control of consciousness, the thunder energy of Lingyuan and Heisiding, including Thor's hammer, instantly became disordered.

Seeing that the internal and external forces were about to riot, Yalisha hurriedly injected her spiritual power into Ding, and at the same time shouted at Han Chen: "Be sober!"

Han Chen suddenly woke up.

In the process of refining the weapon, the brain fragment knew what the result would be without asking, not to mention that it was still in such an extreme environment? Han Chen immediately stabilized his strength, and it took nearly half a minute to reverse the dangerous situation.

"It's so dangerous, it's dangerous...... and he patted his head a few times, and Han Chen said to Yalisha: "Fortunately, you helped in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, thank you so much." ”

Yalisha could have taken the opportunity to snatch Thor's hammer and put Han Chen to death, but she didn't do that, how could this not make Han Chen happy and surprised?

Yalisha said indifferently: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to see the refining of magic weapons." ”

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, and shook his head with a wry smile.

If you want to be fast, you can't reach it, but Han Chen has a deep understanding now, he readjusted his spirit and slowed down the speed of refining.

Refining weapons is a delicate job, and he doesn't dare to be so radical anymore.

And this time, no matter what rare materials Han Chen came up with, or what new methods he used, Yalisha didn't make a noise.

Han Chen's refining is a magic weapon, and the secret method of refining magic weapons has been a historical blank for a long time since the era of the Wan Clans, and now I can see it with my own eyes, Yalisha is too late to learn, where is the leisure to pay attention to others?

The refining speed has been reduced by several times, and although the forming time of the staff has been extended, there is basically no major deviation, and to some extent, this has improved the overall efficiency.

Under Han Chen's slow fiddling, the Mithril rod was gradually compressed to a length of about one foot seven or eight, and the diameter was reduced by nearly half, and the shape gradually fit the staff standard of Han Chen's mind.

The next step is to create the internal structure of the staff, which is also the vein of the magic weapon, as long as this step is completed, the core of the spirit rhino can be fused into the staff, and then the Troll Ancestor will have a safe place to live.

The recipe changed again and again, half of the Hundred Mana Talismans hit the Black Silk Ding, and the other half was imprinted on the Mithril Staff through the thunder energy, and the Mithril Staff twisted along the power of the thunder, and its appearance changed again.

Pieces of Mithril debris began to escape from all parts of the staff under the bombardment of thunder, and these debris were not only the superfluous parts that had to be stripped away to form the veins of the magic weapon, but also the impurities that Mithril should have that were not suitable for the magic weapon.

It is already difficult enough to temper a magic staff in a thunderstorm that does not belong to you, but now you have to cast a more delicate magic weapon vein like the blood meridians of a living body, which is tantamount to going barefoot to climb the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the difficulty and danger have increased tenfold?

The demand for spiritual power immediately skyrocketed, and even when it was first urgently refined, the use of energy was less than half of what it was now.

The feeling of tiredness hit like a tidal wave, and at first Han Chen could still use his willpower to strengthen his spirit, but it didn't take long for it to continue. He had to let the Xuanming Knife cut through his body to alert himself to the pain and prevent him from falling into a coma again.

Even Yalisha couldn't stand it, and after hesitating for a while, Yalisha spoke: "Boy, it's not a way for you to go on like this, I'll help you." ”

Han Chen knew that Yalisha was not motivated by good intentions, the other party just wanted to participate in the refining of magic weapons. This is a taboo among alchemists of different genres, because it is easy for others to analyze the refining techniques and processes, especially the elite of alchemists like Yalisha, who are afraid of peeking into the door and being able to deduce the whole picture.

However, Han Chen was not worried, after all, the refining of magic weapons and the refining of fighting weapons were two completely different systems, and his refining method was still different from the orthodoxy of contemporary ancient laws, Yalisha had no foundation in his system, and it was completely impossible to study a full set of secret methods from three or five links.

The main thing is that he does need help.

Han Chen nodded unceremoniously and said, "Chop off one of my legs." ”

"Huh?" This request was really outrageous, and Yalisha thought that Han Chen was insane.

Han Chen glanced at Yalisha, who was full of suspicion, and repeated: "I said, if you want to help, cut off one of my legs first." ”

The Xuanming Knife floated to Yalisha according to Han Chen's thoughts, and Yalisha knew that Han Chen was not joking.

Yarisa shivered for no reason, and said with disgust: "You...... You have a nervous disorder? You don't want me to help you, why play tricks on people? Perverted!"

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