"No wonder Boss Zhang scavenged us for so much money, these materials are indeed worth the price!"

"But why does Boss Zhang want to take them out one by one?

"You don't know this, it's good to pretend to be forced!"

The monks no longer complained that Zhang Ye took advantage of the fire to rob, but were a little complacent, and the great elder was also relieved, and sure enough, he didn't believe the wrong person.

At this time, Yu Wenhua also came back to his senses, he hesitated for a moment, and said to Zhang Ye: "I have to say, you can take out so many treasure materials, it is indeed an eye-opener for this seat, but the superior magic knife is not more than anyone who uses more materials!"

Yu culture still has a sentence that has not been said, different materials have different characteristics, if they are mixed together, not only can not increase the power of the magic knife, but will also restrain each other, which is counterproductive.

There was a touch of contempt in Yu Wenhua's eyes, even if Zhang Ye could forge magic weapons, his attainments were definitely not high, after all, he didn't understand such a simple truth.

How could Zhang Ye not know what Yu Wenhua was thinking, and said with a smile: "It's true that there are more materials and mutual constraints, but the real forging master is enough to make them complement each other." ”

Yu Wenhua's old face was red, he hid it before, he didn't want to tell Zhang Ye this trick, he never thought that Zhang Ye had always understood that mixed materials could easily affect the quality of forging, in addition, Zhang Ye also said that the real forging master will make all materials complement each other, this legendary forging process is the unattainable realm of Yu culture!

"It's better to say than to sing!" Yu Wenhua categorically didn't want to believe that Zhang Ye had such attainments, so he came back to his senses and mocked, and immediately put thirty catties of blood demon steel into the furnace and began to forge the knife.

Zhang Ye's side did not put the treasures into the furnace one by one, but screened and classified them and calcined them in turn, while Han Linger constantly adjusted the heat according to Zhang Ye's instructions.

Zhang Ye will inevitably spend more time doing this, and before half of the treasure materials have been calcined, Yu Wenhua has already refined the blood demon steel and placed it on the anvil, as if he was dissolving a cow, and he can easily forge the metal into a knife.

Not long after, Yu Wenhua created a blood-red ghost-headed knife, which was so awesome that people shuddered at a glance.

"Spirit weapon, I didn't expect Yu Wenhua to really forge a spirit weapon!"

Everyone on the side of the Blood God Sect was excited, but on the side of the Lingtai Sect, their faces were like ashes.

The spirit weapon is a higher level than the magic weapon, in the Lingtai Sect or the Blood God Sect, each spirit weapon is listed as the treasure of the Zhenzong, Yu Culture can continue to create the spirit weapon, over time, the Blood God Sect will definitely overpower the Lingtai Sect.

"It's still too early to say, only if the spirit is successfully attached, then it is a real spiritual weapon!" The Lingtai monk did not want to believe this fact, and prayed that Yu Wenhua would fail when he possessed the spirit.

By the way, the spirit is the most critical part of forging a spiritual weapon, that is, the soul of a certain creature is extracted, sealed in the magic weapon, and becomes the consciousness of the spiritual weapon, just like the quenching link of the flying sword forging.

I saw Yu Wenhua take out a gourd, which was the soul he had already prepared, he opened the stopper, and a cloud of black gas erupted, turning into a fierce ghost with green faces and fangs.

The timid monk turned pale with fright, and the bold monk also gasped, you know, the more powerful the soul possessed, the greater the power of the spirit weapon, I never thought that in order to increase the power of the spirit weapon, this Yu culture actually used a demon that became a climate, it seems that at least it is a Jindan level evil ghost, and I don't know where he got it.

The evil ghost was released from the gourd, smelled the blood of the living, and immediately howled excitedly, and was about to go to kill, but Yu Wenhua picked up the forged ghost head knife and plunged it into the heart of the evil ghost.

The demon roared hoarsely, but the ghost-headed knife, as if drinking water, made a coo-dong sound, and the ghost's smoke-like body was gradually absorbed by the ghost-headed knife.

After absorbing the evil spirit's ghost head knife, it exudes the power of a spiritual weapon, as if to break free from Yu Wenhua's palm, Yu Wenhua immediately made a decision, bit his middle finger, and smeared it on the body of the ghost head knife.

The throbbing of the ghost head knife disappeared because it had been dripping blood to recognize the Lord, and this ghost head knife, eternal and eternal, would only obey the orders of Yu Wenhua.

At this point, the spirit weapon was refined.

The morale of the Blood God Sect was greatly boosted, and while cheering for Yu Culture, he did not forget to sarcastically mock the Lingtai Sect.

"I heard that the Lingtai Sect's Zhenzong Soul Gathering Banner has been injured and cannot be used again for a hundred years, it's really pitiful!"

"I teach a forging master like Youyu Culture, as long as the materials are sufficient, there will be an endless source of forging spiritual weapons, and within a hundred years, he will definitely be able to become a second-rate sect!"

"At that time, it will be the day of the destruction of the Lingtai Sect!"

At this moment, the Blood God Sect elder suddenly scolded angrily: "How can my Blood God Sect be so vicious?!"

The Blood God Sect was puzzled, this was not like the style of the Elders. Immediately, the Blood God Sect elder looked at Li Rulong and continued: "Lingtai Sect is our friend sect, even if you are unbearable, my Blood God Sect will not abandon you. ”

"When my Blood God Sect becomes a second-rate sect, as long as you Li Rulong bow your head and beg me, or let your delicate sect master be our sect master's concubine, I will reluctantly accept you and be a handyman who brings tea and water!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Blood God Sect everyone laughed and echoed: "The elder is kind-hearted, and I am a role model!"

"I'll book two female monks from the Lingtai Sect to be the furnace first!"

Listening to the sneer of the Blood God Sect, the Lingtai Sect was furious and drew their swords one after another, as long as the Great Elder gave an order, even if they died in battle.

The Great Elder's muscles were violent, and he wanted to refute a few words, but the people had refined the spirit weapon, and they did have the confidence to shout, and they wanted to order a war, but they had to consider the consequences of the battle between the two sects, even if the Blood God Sect was defeated at that time, the disciples of the sect would probably suffer heavy casualties, this was the situation that the Great Elder did not want to see.

Just when the Lingtai Sect was jumping to its feet in anger, a voice suddenly sounded: "If you refine a low-grade spiritual weapon, you can become obscene like this, and you can simply write a novel." ”

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw that Zhang Ye was hammering and hammering the magic knife, and the sound was made by him.

"Zhang Ye!" everyone's hearts were hot, yes, the Blood God Sect was just refining a low-grade spiritual weapon, as long as Zhang Ye refined a more powerful magic weapon, he would be able to ruthlessly release this evil breath!

However, when the monks saw the magic knife tempered by Zhang Ye, their hearts were cold again, and it turned out to be a magic weapon!

The Blood God Sect also noticed that Zhang Ye's knife had been basically formed, in the style of a Tang knife, and the blade exuded a colorful halo, and it looked good.

But, it's just good-looking!

The people of the Blood God Sect laughed: "Scared Lao Tzu, say this, I thought you had refined the royal weapon!"

"The result is just a magic weapon, and the magic weapon is just a medium-grade magic weapon!"

"Don't be ashamed, are you a tease invited by Li Rulong?"

Zhang Ye's knife does seem to be a medium-grade magic weapon at present, which makes everyone in the Lingtai Sect feel even more gloomy.

"Zhang Ye felt like losing from the moment he accepted the forging knife!"

"Bankruptcy, in exchange for a delay of three hours, is a real failure. ”

"Zhang Ye, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" Monk Jin Dan was annoyed and angry, and even blamed him for this.

Zhang Ye turned a deaf ear to these words, forging the knife by himself, and the monk was not angry, shouting: "Zhang Ye, return our hard-earned money!"

After that, several Jindan elders were going to trouble Zhang Ye.

"Presumptuous!" the Great Elder retorted.

"Great Elder, I know you admire Zhang Ye very much, but now, we have already lost!" the monks were heartbroken, and plucked up the courage to continue, "If he doesn't refine the spirit weapon, what qualifications does he have to take our hard-earned money?"

The Great Elder drew his sword and cut a ravine in the ground: "Whoever dares to cross this line will be punished as a traitor!"

The Great Elder stared at Zhang Ye with burning eyes, although he was also a little disappointed, but he thought of another possibility, if Zhang Ye could forge the best magic weapon like the last time he forged the Tuhao Sword, who would win or lose, and he would have to fight.

"This ......" The monks looked at each other, they didn't expect the Great Elder to still defend Zhang Ye like this, although they were not convinced, they didn't dare to step forward to disturb Zhang Ye.

At this moment, Zhang Ye finished casting the colorful Tang knife, and the breath of the high-grade magic weapon gushed out, which made everyone stunned.

Forging magic weapons, can you still upgrade up one by one?

However, the Blood God Sect still didn't pay attention to it, and said with a smile: "There are two brushes for the high-grade magic weapon, but compared to the spirit weapon, it is 108,000 miles behind. ”

"Waste time, just admit defeat!"

Zhang Ye ignored it, and just ordered: "Fire." ”

This was the last calcination before quenching, Han Ling'er was a little nervous, but he methodically controlled the fire, Zhang Ye felt the temperature, and put the Tang knife into the furnace.

During this period, Zhang Ye was not idle, scooping up a scoop of quenching water, he frowned: "Great Elder, is there better water?"

A monk who had gone to the smithy shop to consume it scolded: "Elder Ouyang's quenching water is much better than that in the blacksmith shop!"

"Hmph, he must be trying to take advantage of the fire again!"

Zhang Ye didn't explain anything, he couldn't use the five-color divine water now, and he had to quench it with a relatively high-grade water source.

The Great Elder pondered for a moment and said, "Wait for me. ”

The Great Elder disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he reappeared, only with an extra amethyst bottle in his hand.

The moment he saw this bottle, the Lingtai monk knelt down with a plop: "Great Elder, by all means!"

In the amethyst bottle, it is filled with metamorphosis water, which is one of the treasures of the Lingtai Sect, this metamorphosis water cannot help the cultivation of the monk's realm, but if you are seriously injured, as long as there is a breath, the metamorphosis water can come back to life!

The Great Elder wanted to bring this life-saving metamorphosis water to Zhang Ye to quench the knife? This was even more serious than going bankrupt, and the monks immediately stopped doing it.

"In this amethyst bottle, it's not metamorphosis water, but human lives!"

"It's just a high-grade magic weapon, winning or losing is a foregone conclusion, why should the Great Elder be obsessed?"

The Zhuji monks didn't dare to speak, but the Jindan elders burst into tears, eager to dig out their hearts and livers.

The Great Elder didn't get angry, but just shouted categorically: "If you don't become a divine soldier, the old man will resign from the position of Great Elder!"

After speaking, the Great Elder ignored the dissuasion and handed over the amethyst bottle to Zhang Ye.