Ye Mingmei threw the whole piece of the spar into the desolate space.

Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, as long as the Xuanjing is purified, he can immediately start to recast the edge.

Taking advantage of this time, Ye Ming directly entered the desolate space, and he wanted to hurry up and then comprehend the imperial sword technique.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and at this moment, Ye Ming looked at the Xuanjing stone in the desolate space blankly, and couldn't believe his eyes.

In the three days of the outside world, more than half a month has already passed in the desolate space, but the spar has barely been purified by half.

"Gaga...... Don't make such jokes, okay?" Ye Ming was really speechless, seeing that he could open the furnace and recast his edge, but he had to pour a basin of cold water on his head, and he had to wait for another month.

Ye Ming reluctantly walked out of the desolate space, thought about it, and went to the Transformation Monument to turn around. 9527 is still asleep, showing no signs of waking up. It's just that Ye Ming found that 9527 seemed to have grown a lot older than a few months ago.

"I hope that the next time I see you, you are already very powerful!" Ye Ming shook his head helplessly, and left the Transformation Monument with a wry smile.

Anyway, there is still half a month before the purification of the spar is completed, and this is another ancient battlefield, and it seems that it is the final decisive moment. He decided to refine a batch of Nine Turning Heart Pills in case of emergency.

Besides, if you don't find Zhou Zhoushan, An Wei, Xiao Hei, etc., the big stone in your heart will not be easily put down.

On that day, the battle of the Shenwu Academy was a battle, although several months had passed. However, everything that happened that day is as vivid as if it was just yesterday.

Ye Ming will never forget the misery of An Wei being hit in the chest by a skull, and he will never forget the unwilling eyes of Zhou Zhou Mountain who was pierced through his chest by a magic weapon and blood spattered.

"Strength, or strength......" Ye Ming gritted his teeth, and his fists clenched.

Moving the furnace tripod in the room to the corner of the wall, Ye Ming took out the real Void King Ding from the space ring with a "bang" and put it on the ground.

It still didn't seem to be safe, Ye Ming took out the array plate again and rearranged it in the corner of the room.

"Brother, it's up to you!" Ye Ming gently patted the lid of the Void King Ding.

Purification!

Fusion!

Temper!

Ye Ming almost had it at his fingertips, and all the medicinal materials didn't need to be weighed at all. With a squeeze of his hand, Ye Ming directly opened the lid of the furnace and threw it in.

......

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and looking at the dozens of Nine Turning Heart Pills around him, Ye Ming was really shocked.

The real Void King Ding is not the same as the Void King Ding that he got from the Emperor's Dojo.

Let's not talk about its success rate, just the top grade pill and the best pill have already occupied a huge advantage. As for Zhongpindan, it is now a rare existence. And Xia Pindan is a "luxury" existence that I can't even think of.

"Huh......" With a long sigh of relief, Ye Ming casually threw the Void King Ding into the space ring.

Sure enough, in half a month, the football-sized syllabite was finally purified.

"I feel excited when I think about it!" Ye Ming clenched his fists excitedly.

"Is the spirit treasure or the magic weapon?" Ye Ming was actually not 100% sure, what level it could be reforged to depends entirely on the refining technique and luck!

Yes, that's right, it's luck!

As for Qingyan steel grit, another main material for recasting edges, it had been purified by him a few months ago.

"Get up!" Ye Ming pinched his fingers, and rushed out with a roar, slowly suspended above the fire mouth with Ye Ming's guidance.

The "......boom" earth fire burned fiercely, and in an instant, the edge was roasted red.

"Go!" Ye Ming's finger changed rapidly, and the Qingyan steel sand was divided into more than ten parts in an instant. Ye Ming's fingers changed rapidly, guiding them to attach them layer by layer to the surface of the edge.

Ye Ming's spiritual sense was fully opened, staring at the edge, and seeing the Qingyan steel sand melt into the edge little by little.

Until the last bit of Qingyan steel grit melted into the edge, Ye Ming slammed open the jade box. The fingers changed rapidly, and the syllabite directly turned into a thin line, slowly blending into the edge.

"Buzz ......" At the moment when the Xuanjing stone merged into the edge, the giant sword suddenly let out a violent roar.

Ye Ming stared at the giant sword tightly, and his fingers changed rapidly.

"Ding...... "Ding ......" At this moment, there was a sudden sound of clanging hammers from the edge, as if someone was really hammering the edge with a hammer.

At this time, Ye Ming controlled the fire nozzle with one hand, and urged the spiritual power with the other, washing the edge over and over again.

"Buzz ......" When that roar sounded again, Ye Ming fused the Xuanjing stone into the edge again and again, and then used his spiritual power to wash the surface again and again.

I don't know how long it took, the tip of Ye Ming's nose was already covered with dense beads of sweat. However, the hum of the edge is still the same.

Swallowing a handful of pills again, Ye Ming's finger changed, and the Xuanjing Stone immediately merged into the edge again.

At this moment, the Xuanjing stone in the jade box was only a palm-sized piece. I thought it was an easy refining, but I didn't want it to be so difficult.

Xin Hao got enough Xuanjing this time, otherwise, I'm afraid he really won't be able to complete the reforge. But even so, it is not easy to use the little bit of spar that is left to complete this huge work.

"Ding Ding ......" came from the edge again, and the sound was so loud that every hammer seemed to be smashed into the heart.

"Buzz ......"

That roar sounded again, Ye Ming sighed lightly, and just when he thought that this reforge had failed again, the edge suddenly shone brightly.

"Buzzing ......" was intensely bright, and Ye Ming's eyes could barely be opened.

"It's!"

Slowly, the dazzling brilliance vanished, leaving only a giant sword that radiated a golden light, slowly turning in the red earth fire.

An extremely strong Weiya, if it weren't for that feeling of blood connection, Ye Ming wouldn't even be able to control it.

"It's still that my strength is too low!" Ye Ming smiled bitterly, and his gaze slowly fell to the edge.

Its level is completely beyond the scope of the spirit treasure.

Even, it's much stronger than the real treasure.

"Xuanbao!" Ye Ming stared at the edge and swallowed his saliva slowly.

It's too shocking, who would have thought that an ordinary repair and recasting would directly improve the edge from the quality of a pseudo-magic weapon to the realm of a mysterious treasure.

"Hum!" Ye Ming's right hand technique changed, and a sharp swish appeared in Ye Ming's hand.

"Good sword!" Ye Ming lightly touched the sword body, and the feeling of flesh and blood connection became stronger and stronger.

"Go!" Ye Ming pointed casually.

"Boom!" the blade plunged deep into the wall, not reaching the hilt of the sword.

"Hiss......" Ye Ming gasped, this is still the effect of his own casual flicking, if he directly infuses spiritual power, wouldn't it be to raze this mountain to the ground.

After receiving the edge, Ye Mingmei was very happy, who could want, once recast, he could actually get a Xuanbao. Such an effect has greatly exceeded his expectations.