After the swordsmiths all retreated, Lady Ao also left with Aotian, and in the end, only Feng Rui was left in the swordcasting pool. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Raising his head and glancing at the sword-casting platform, Feng Rui walked over slowly.

However, the closer you get to the sword-casting platform, the higher the temperature, but fortunately, Feng Rui is wearing a defensive spirit weapon suit, so he doesn't have to waste mana to resist the high temperature.

Stopping in front of the sword-casting platform, Feng Rui took out the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife, the Peerless Good Sword, and the Ice Spirit and put them into the grooves of the three sword-casting platforms.

The sword-casting platform is specially designed to attract the inflow of magma, and although the snow drinking mad knife and the peerless sword are the coldest things in the world, they gradually begin to melt under the high temperature of magma.

"It's melting too slowly......"

Although the Snow Drinking Madness Sword, the Peerless Good Sword, and the Ice Spirit are all melting, the melting speed is very slow, and according to the melting speed, it will take at least half a year.

Although Feng Rui was not in a hurry, he did not have the patience to wait for half a year.

Feng Rui shook his head, he had to burn the mana in his body, and a ball of flame suddenly appeared in his palm, and the magma and flame were both pronged, and the melting speed was immediately several times faster.

Time passed imperceptibly, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two months, Feng Rui often burned mana, intensifying the melting of the Snow Drinking Crazy Sword, the peerless sword, and the ice spirit, and the rest of the time he meditated on the pill to restore his mana.

Today, the Snow Drinking Madness Sword, the peerless sword, and the ice spirit had finally melted, and looking at the three crystal-like liquids floating in the air, emitting a faint white glow, Feng Rui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The three clouds of crystal liquid are the essence of the strange stones that were left after the Snow Drinking Madness Knife, the Peerless Good Sword, and the Ice Spirit were melted and refined.

"Sacrifice!"

Feng Rui opened his mouth and spit lightly, the Qinghong Sword flashed, and under the control of the air, the essence of the strange stone merged into the Qinghong Sword.

Feng Rui took a deep breath, his hands turned into afterimages, one by one, the spells were decided, and one by one the arrays were burned, and he began to refine the Qinghong Sword again.

Ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Qinghong Sword has finally been promoted to the grade.

"Buzz ......"

When the last array was successfully burned, the Qinghong Sword suddenly shook, emitting a heaven-shattering sword roar, and the entire sword casting pool shook.

Feng Rui's heart moved, and the Qinghong Sword turned into a streamer and burrowed into his dantian.

With a slight sense, a touch of joy suddenly appeared on Feng Rui's face.

"Inferior magic weapon!"

After incorporating the essence of the three strange stones, the Qinghong Sword was successfully promoted to the grade, and as expected, it was promoted to a magic weapon.

Although it is only a low-grade magic weapon, with this magic weapon, Feng Rui's strength will be doubled!

The power of the magic weapon is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even in the cultivation realm, the people who can have the magic weapon are basically the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the monks of the Yudan Stage have very few magic weapons.

In some sects of cultivation, the magic weapons are basically the treasures of the Zhenzong, which shows the rarity of the magic weapons.

It's just that Feng Rui is a little helpless that urging the magic weapon consumes a lot of mana, and with his current cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, he can urge the magic weapon for ten breaths at most.

After ten breaths, I am afraid that the mana in the body will be exhausted.

If you want to exert the true power of the magic weapon, you must have the cultivation of the Dan period, and if you want to activate the magic weapon without restrictions, only the Yuan Infant Stage monk can do it.

"It's time to go to Lingyun Cave!"

Although it can only trigger the Qinghong Sword for ten breaths, it is enough to kill the Fire Qilin, and the power of the Qinghong Sword, the magic weapon of the next grade, can easily break through the defense of the Fire Qilin and kill it.

When Feng Rui walked out of the sword casting pool, the guards guarding the door all saluted respectfully.

Feng Rui always had a smile on his face, just as the so-called people are in good spirits when they are happy, and Qinghong Sword has been promoted to a magic weapon, his mood is obviously very good.

"I've seen the Dao Chief, I don't know if the long forging sword is going well?"

Mrs. Ao basically comes to the Sword Casting Pool every day, and today she happened to meet Feng Rui out of the customs, and Mrs. Ao didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly greeted her.

Feng Rui nodded with a smile and replied.

"The poor road has been completed, and I will leave the Sword Casting Villa today, and the grievances between the poor road and the Sword Casting Villa will be written off!"

"The Taoist ......"

Madam Ao still wanted to say something, maybe she wanted to win over Feng Rui, after all, since the death of the Sword Demon, the Sword Casting Villa has no master who can handle it.

But Feng Rui didn't give her a chance, and flew away directly.

However, after less than three breaths of Edgeworth's flight, Feng Rui found that the mana in his body was being consumed at a terrifying rate, and he finally had to land back on the ground.

"This may be a gain and a loss!"

Feng Rui smiled bitterly in his heart, the Qinghong Sword was promoted to a magic weapon, and the speed of the sword's flight increased by nearly ten times, but the mana consumption also became extremely terrifying.

In other words, the current Qinghong Sword is no longer suitable for the sword to fly and hurry.

As a last resort, Feng Rui had no choice but to use the method of moving and rushing towards the nearby town, intending to buy a horse to hurry.

When Feng Rui came to Lingyun Cave again, half a month had passed.

"Someone has been here!"

Feng Rui stood at the entrance of Lingyun Cave, looking at the shallow footprints at the entrance, those footprints were definitely not the ones he left last time.

"Could it be that Nie Feng and Broken Waves are coming?"

Feng Rui vaguely remembered that in the original book, Nie Feng and Broken Lang had both come to Lingyun Cave and retrieved the Snow Drinking Crazy Sword and the Huolin Sword.

Calculating the time is really possible, after all, Feng Rui retreated for two and a half months, and it took another half a month to hurry, three months have passed, if the plot has not changed, the wind and clouds should have broken up by now.

Feng Rui did not hesitate at all, and stepped directly into the Lingyun Cave.

When he came to the depths of Lingyun Cave, Feng Rui found that the ground and walls were all traces of burning and beast scratching.

It is very likely that the unlucky guy who entered the Lingyun Cave met the fire qilin wandering, but there were no corpses or blood stains left on the ground, and he should have escaped from the claws of the fire qilin.

"Huh!"

Feng Rui's spiritual sense suddenly sensed that two kilometers away, where he found the Snow Drink Crazy Knife, there was a young man sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at him as if he was healing.

But it's a pity that this young man came late, whether it was the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife or the Blood Bodhi was all scraped clean by Feng Rui.

Feng Rui thought about it, used the movement method, and quickly rushed over.

"Who?"

"Little brother doesn't have to be nervous, there is no malice in the poor road."

Feng Rui didn't want to cause the youth to misunderstand, so he stopped ten zhang away from the young man, took out a blood bodhi from the storage bag and threw it to the young man.

"This is a blood Bodhi, it is a healing elixir, and the little brother can take it to recover from his injuries."

"Thank you, Dao Chief, in Xia Nie Feng, I didn't ask for advice......"

The young man was none other than Nie Feng.

It turned out that just a few days ago, Nie Feng encountered the skeleton of the ancestor Nie Ying, and found the Aohan Six Decisions engraved on the stone wall.

But Nie Feng's luck was obviously not very good, and he met the Fire Qilin again soon after, if he hadn't run fast when he saw the opportunity, I am afraid that he would have died under the claws of the Fire Qilin.