After Ye Yang left, he went straight to the Casting Valley, and after arriving at the Casting Valley, Ye Yang found that it had begun to dry up in full swing.

Unexpectedly, during this time, those apprentices under Cai Feng had all been promoted to the Immortal King Realm, and several people were frantically busy around a huge melting pot.

"Master, is the fire of my long sword okay?"

"Master, my rough blank has been laid, can you see if you can proceed to the next step?"

Cai Feng grimaced, looked at the works of the disciples, nodded slightly, and said: "It's not bad, after the realm came up, you have improved your casting skills to a certain extent, but it's still not good."

Again, to forge a weapon, you must build it wholeheartedly and with all your body and soul, so that the weapon will have spirituality, otherwise it will be a dead thing.

Even if you infuse it with a holy soul to make a holy weapon, it will be a garbage holy weapon, and I will never allow it, such garbage will come from our hands."

Speaking of which, Cai Feng's old face was full of sternness, and he continued to say to everyone: "Now that we have a large number of materials on hand, as long as the Holy Soul arrives, we can cast the holy weapon at any time, if you also want to cast a real holy weapon in your lifetime, don't waste a single bit of time."

"Yes, Master"

Dozens of disciples shouted respectfully, and began to continue to be busy with their own work, seeing that the disciples were quite serious, Cai Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"Old Cai, I didn't bother you," Ye Yang smiled at this time.

"Are you back?have you gotten the Holy Soul?" Seeing Ye Yang's arrival, Cai Feng was overjoyed, changed his seriousness just now, and hurriedly asked.

"Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life," Ye Yang said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go, go to my casting room" Cai Feng laughed and pulled Ye Yang to his own independent casting room.

The casting room is not large, only a thousand zhang square, and a long knife is placed on a dark casting table in the middle period.

"Choke"

Cai Feng grabbed the long knife, with a soft roar, the long knife came out of its sheath, and the terrifying coercion made Ye Yang's heart tremble, and he couldn't help blurting out:

"Good knives"

"Hehe, this is what I have injected my ancestral holy soul into this long knife and made a holy weapon" Cai Feng gently stroked the long knife, and said with some pride.

Any master of art who introduces his work to others will emit this kind of pride, which is a kind of conceit that comes from the bones.

"Try how" Cai Feng handed the long knife to Ye Yang.

"Good"

Ye Yang took the long knife, looked around, shook his head slightly, and brought Cai Feng into his own small world with a big hand.

Slowly raised the long knife with one hand, Xianyuan poured into the long knife, and the long knife suddenly let out a roar, and a terrifying knife intent rose into the sky.

"Good!"

Although Cai Feng's strength is not strong, as a caster, he is very sensitive to the frequency of the vibration of weapons.

He saw in an instant that the moment Ye Yang picked up the long knife, he had entered the realm of the unity of the knife and the man.

With the crazy influx of Ye Yang's immortal power, the long knife became brighter and brighter, and the roar became louder and louder, and even the heavens trembled.

"Great, only such a character is worthy of using such a long knife" Cai Feng's face was excited.

"Boom"

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the sky, and the terrifying waves of qi dispersed, and the long knife in Ye Yang's hand suddenly shattered.

Originally, Cai Feng's face full of excitement stiffened suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and he spit out two words in disbelief for a while:

"Exploded?"

Ye Yang also looked at his hand blankly, only half of the long handle remained, and he was a little embarrassed for a while: "Old Cai, look at this ......"

Cai Lao sighed, and said with a sad face: "This time the holy weapon exploded, I'm afraid there are two reasons, one is that when the artifact is cast, the heat is still not enough, and the other is that this holy soul has been placed for too long, and it has actually begun to degenerate, alas, my holy weapon!"

Cai Feng was distressed to death, a holy weapon that he had worked so hard to forge, and before he could shine for a hundred generations, he heard a sound like this, and whoever changed would hit the wall.

"My Holy Soul, that is passed down from generation to generation, I am ashamed of my ancestors" Cai Feng almost collapsed, Ye Yang saw the Casting Sect Master for the first time, who had always been extremely serious, with the expression of a dead wife.

"Old Cai, don't feel distressed, I brought back a lot of holy souls this time, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can cast as many holy weapons as you want" Ye Yang hurriedly comforted.

"Do you have Holy Souls? and a lot of them?" Cai Feng suddenly remembered what Ye Yang had said about him going to look for Holy Souls: "How many are there?"

Cai Feng had a finger in the depths, and the joints were slightly bent, which was a "ten" number.

Ye Yang smiled slightly: "The number you said is a bit small, if you add a '10,000' to the end, it will be about the same."

"Ten" and "10,000"?? Cai Feng felt that the world was spinning for a while, and grabbed Ye Yang and said, "Where is it?"

At this time, Cai Feng looked like crazy, his eyes were bloodshot, if it weren't for the fact that his eyes were normal, Ye Yang really thought he was crazy.

"Follow me"

After Ye Yang finished speaking, he took Cai Feng to another planet, and when he looked at a huge pool of water in front of him, Cai Feng's eyes were about to bulge.

It was a huge pool with a radius of thousands of miles, and in the pool, countless transparent holy spirits were surging in the water like swimming fish.

Some powerful holy souls, the coercion they exuded, made Cai Feng's soul tingle for a while, Cai Feng suddenly stretched out his big hand, bit it on the palm of his hand, and immediately blood was dripping.

"Old Cai, what are you doing here?" Ye Yang was taken aback, if Cai Feng was really crazy, he would have no place to cry.

"It's okay, I'm just trying to see if I'm dreaming" Cai Feng replied, his eyes still staring at the pool in front of him, his eyes full of fanaticism.

"No, I have to go back and look at it again, my heart can't stand it, I have to adjust myself" Cai Feng took a deep breath and withdrew his eyes from the pool with great concentration.

The holy souls in the pool, where is the "one hundred thousand" that Ye Yang said, he conservatively estimated that there were more than 10 million holy souls in it.

Most of them are much stronger than the Holy Soul in his hand, a caster may not have the opportunity to see a Holy Soul in his life, Cai Feng saw so many Holy Souls at once, he didn't faint, he himself admired his concentration.

After Ye Yang took Cai Feng out of the small world, Cai Feng gasped frantically for a long time before he calmed down a little.

"Elder Cai, if I want to forge a million holy weapons, how long will it take?" Ye Yang waited for a while before asking.

"A million?" Cai Feng opened his mouth wide, but he was relieved when he thought of the holy soul in Ye Yang's hand.

"Old man, my greatest ability now, it will take three months to successfully cast a holy weapon, my brain is not very easy to use now, you can calculate it yourself" After such a big impact, Cai Feng really didn't have the strength to calculate.

As soon as Ye Yang heard this number, he didn't bother to count it, because it was too late to calculate it, and asked, "Old Cai, what is the biggest obstacle to casting the holy weapon now, and which process is the most time-consuming?"

"If you want to say that the biggest obstacle is that the firepower is not good, now we have used the best fire essence stone, but the firepower is still a little insufficient.

When it comes to forging a holy weapon, the most time-consuming thing is soul casting, that is, injecting the holy soul into the weapon, which requires a lot of soul power and slow progress. Cai Feng groaned for a while.

"Fire?" Ye Yang's eyes lit up: "Old Cai, what do you think of my Sun Fire?"

"What sun fire?" said Cai Lao with some confusion.

Ye Yang slapped his forehead, he forgot that he had once included Cai Lao in the small world, he was placed at the edge of the universe, and he didn't know the fire of the sun.

This time he entered, he patronized the knife and looked at the Holy Soul, and he didn't notice the sun in Ye Yang's universe at all.

"Whew"

Ye Yang once again brought Cai Feng into the small world, and this time Ye Yang chose a place very close to the sun.

"This is it"

Cai Feng couldn't help but be startled when he saw the fire of the sun, flashing with colorful light, he had never seen such a flame.

"Let's try the strength of the flames" Cai Feng looked at it, a little surprised, and finally took out a piece of dark iron.

After speaking, he threw it into the air, Ye Yang understood, stretched out his big hand, and a colorful flame flew out, facing the black iron.

Hiss!

It was as if the ice had met a red-hot soldering iron, and there was a soft sound, and after the fire, the black iron had disappeared without a trace.

"What?"

Cai Feng's mouth was almost bigger than his face, and the inconspicuous piece of black iron, called Ink Pattern Seven Star Iron, was not a precious material.

However, the difficulty of refining is very great, and it is even more difficult to melt than the ordinary materials used to cast holy weapons, and this thing is generally used to measure the strength of flames.

It would take nearly half an hour for the flame of the holy weapon he had forged before to melt this ink-patterned seven-star iron.

However, Ye Yang's colorful flames actually burned the ink-patterned seven-star iron in an instant, leaving even a trace of ash.

"Is this fire energy caster?" Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive when he saw Cai Feng's expression.

"Try again" Cai Feng took out another piece of nine-pattern star steel and threw it out.

Ye Yang flew out again, but to Ye Yang's relief, the nine-striped star steel immediately melted and did not disappear.

But Ye Yang had just breathed a sigh of relief, and the liquid melted by the nine-pattern star steel suddenly exploded and disappeared without a trace.

"The fire is too strong, too violent, and can't be controlled at all, such a fire can't be refined" Cai Feng looked at the colorful flames with a complicated expression, and couldn't help sighing.

The voice was full of regret, if the colorful flame could cast the machine, then the speed of the casting machine would be like flying.

Ye Yang couldn't help but be disappointed, looking at his Sun Fire, he didn't expect that after being promoted to the King of the Realm, the Sun Fire would be so terrifying.

In the future, if the thunder and fire realm is opened, it will be extremely terrifying, and even the materials of the holy weapon can be melted, how many people can resist it?

But let's not talk about the power, if you can't solve the problem of the fire source, I'm afraid your plan will be ruined, which is a very important step for you.

Looking at the direction of the sun, Ye Yang's eyes moved slightly, and then his eyes widened, thinking that he had seen it wrong, and when he looked closely, he couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart.