The Ten Thousand True Spirit Quenching Technique is indeed one of the top Dao methods of the Quenching Technique, but in ancient times, there were several kinds of Quenching Dao Methods that were not much worse than this Ten Thousand True Spirit Quenching Technique, but most of them were lost.

The water turned into silk threads, constantly impacting the sword body, and the speed was like a swift wind, but the next moment it turned into a trickle.

Little by little, the white smoke disappeared, and all the water in the barrel was evaporated.

Time passed bit by bit, and everyone's eyes were tightly watching the quenching in Ning Quan's hand.

"It's time to temper"

Wen Qingye and Ning Quan took out the sword body at the same time, and the long sword in their hands turned black after being quenched.

The difference is that the patterns left on the two sword bodies after forging, the number of times each person forges, there will be slight deviations in the place, forging thousands of times, as long as it is wrong once, the patterns formed behind will be different.

Therefore, even if it is the same refining master, it is difficult to refine two swords with the same pattern.

Some ancient famous swords are named according to their patterns.

Tempering is to quench, and then place the quenched sword body in the furnace, and calcine the sword body with a temperature that is not high or low, tempering can increase the toughness of the sword body and refine a good sword, which is an indispensable content.

The blazing spiritual fire began to burn, enveloping the sword bodies refined by the two of them.

Zhu Haiyu looked at the sword in Wen Qingye's hand and said, "The sword refined by the little brother is not ordinary, if a certain skill is used when quenching, it may barely be regarded as a high-grade immortal flying sword."

"High-grade Immortal Flying Sword!?"

When everyone heard Zhu Haiyu's words, they looked at the sword in Wen Qingye's hand.

Lin Tianhao sighed: "This young man was completely suppressed by Master Ning Quan, otherwise his refining level could be regarded as a top genius."

Zhu Haiyu nodded and said, "Yes, this little brother's refining level is above mine."

Feng Ling'er sneered: "Hmph, no matter how talented you are, you are also a defeated subordinate of Brother Ning Quan."

Wen Qingye ignored everyone's words, and after backfiring, he used his true qi to pick up the sword body in his hand and began the final process, sharpening the sword.

The so-called ten years of sharpening a sword, sharpening a sword is also an important part of refining flying swords.

It is necessary not only to sharpen the sword body, but also to sharpen the charm of the entire sword.

And sharpening the sword is not as simple as imagined, the ridge line is straight, or the groove line standard, and the entire sharpening process is completed by the refiner's eyesight and feel.

After Wen Qingye and Ning Quan returned to the fire, they both began to walk to the sword grinding stone made of Tianyin and began to sharpen their swords.

Woooo

Every time the sword is sharpened, it is a test of the strength and accuracy of the refiner, all of which depends on his eyesight and experience.

Ning Quan was obviously familiar with sharpening swords, and his technique of sharpening swords was natural and skillful, and with the strange sound sounding, everyone could clearly see that the black sword body had become a little brighter.

As the light appeared, everyone felt a sharp cold aura piercing into their flesh and bones, and their bodies trembled.

Lin Tianhao exclaimed: "It's so strong and cold, I'm afraid this is a high-grade immortal flying sword embryo."

Zhu Haiyu nodded solemnly and said, "That's right, if there is no mistake in the follow-up of sword sharpening, Bacheng is a sword embryo of a high-grade immortal flying sword."

Wow!

There was an uproar in the room.

Today, they witnessed the birth of a high-grade immortal artifact.

Liang Zhu pointed at Wen Qingye, who was also sharpening his sword, and said, "Master, then in this way, doesn't that big brother have a chance to win?"

Although he admired Ning Quan, the famous refining master of Fengzhou, especially the real Ning Quan, who was still so young, which showed that he was extraordinary, but at this time, Liang Zhu hoped that the young man in white would win.

Because he knew that this man was trying to help him.

Zhu Haiyu shook his head and sighed: "That's right, his hope of winning is basically impossible."

Ren Qing raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and said, "Brother Zhu, if, I mean, if Brother Wen uses the True Spirit Capture Quenching Technique when he is quenching, will he still have a chance to win?"

Zhu Haiyu was slightly stunned, then looked at Wen Qingye and Ning Quan, and said solemnly: "This may still have a thirty percent chance of winning, after all, there are too many forging backwards, and Ning Quan's quenching technique is not simple, and the technique of sharpening the sword is even more skilled."

At this moment, a stream of sharp cold qi slammed from around Ning Quan's sword body, and the icy cold cold qi was like a thousand-year-old ice flow.

Cold!

Chill to the bone!

Most of the monks present were above the title of Golden Immortal, but at this moment, their hairs stood on end, and their bodies began to tremble constantly.

"Be careful, everybody"

Lin Tianhao and another Da Luo Jin Immortal slammed out, and a true qi light shrouded everyone, blocking the rush of the cold qi.

"My sword embryo is made"

Ning Quan took a deep breath, looked at the polished shiny sword body in his hand, and said with a hint of a smile.

"Feng Han Wushuang! This is sword qi! Innate sword qi!"

Zhu Haiyu said in shock: "This is a high-grade immortal magic weapon, this sword embryo is a high-grade immortal magic weapon, if it is refined, it will be regarded as a high-grade immortal magic weapon."

Liang Zhu looked at the sword body in Ning Quan's hand in a daze, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Ren Qingyang shook his head, sighed slightly in his heart, and did not speak.

Lin Tianhao's eyes also flashed, his heart shook, and he whispered to himself: "This Ning Quan is really a terrifying character, so he has refined a high-grade immortal flying sword embryo."

Feng Hao's face was ecstatic and said, "Brother Ningquan, it's really amazing."

Feng Ling'er's eyes were full of brilliance, and she said coquettishly: "Brother Ning Quan, if this sword is finished, can you give it to me?"

Ning Quan was about to speak, but the sound of grinding the sword body next to him caught his attention, and he couldn't help but look at Wen Qingye.

I saw Wen Qingye standing next to the sword grinding stone, constantly sharpening his sword.

That kind of action is easy and natural, not much different from what he does, but if you look closely, compared to the others, there is a lot less charm, as if he is doing a very ordinary thing by polishing the flying sword.

But it was such an ordinary and natural sharpening sword, but Ning Quan was unconsciously immersed in it.

It seems that every time Wen Qingye sharpens his sword, the sword embryo in his hand gets a new life.

Feng Ling'er saw that Ning Quan didn't speak, so she couldn't help but walk to Ning Quan's side, hugged her arms and began to be coquettish: "Brother Ning Quan, are you okay?

But Ning Quan didn't answer Feng Ling'er's words at all, he just watched Wen Qingye sharpen his sword tightly.

Everyone was puzzled, and then they all turned their heads to look at Wen Qingye.

"Almost, it's almost blood to sacrifice the sword"

At this time, Wen Qingye slowly stood up.

Wow!

The next moment, the flying sword in Wen Qingye's hand violently released ten thousand rays of light, like a newborn sun.

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