It is quite a difficult thing for a spirit master to induce spirits, and even the most powerful spirit master does not dare to say that he can be 100% successful in instilling spirits.

Because in the whole process, as long as there is a little negligence, it will cause irreparable damage. It is impossible for a person to maintain the highest level of attention from beginning to end.

And winning Chengfeng is different, because of the existence of Zhiling, so as long as his true qi is sufficient, then basically the occurrence of accidents can be ruled out, and it can ensure that he is 100% successful in instilling spirit within the scope of his own strength. It is precisely because of this that Ying Chengfeng dared to challenge the division-level spirit weapon at the samurai stage.

However, it is precisely because what he forged this time is a master-level spiritual weapon, so both he and the sealing situation around him are bottomless.

Especially after feeling the huge spiritual power surging into the long sword, Ying Chengfeng finally understood something.

Why can't a warrior-level spirit master talent forge a division-level spirit weapon, it is because the power of the division-level spirit weapon bursting out at the same moment far exceeds that of the division-level spirit weapon, and this strong spiritual power fluctuation has exceeded the limit that a soldier-level spirit master talent can climb.

If you build a dam, you can store water, but if it is the monstrous flood that rushes, then the dam will only be broken and broken.

At this time, Ying Chengfeng clearly sensed this.

The huge spiritual power pouring in from both ends of the long sword was endless, and in an instant, it had already filled the entire long sword, and there were violent conflicts in every corner of the weapon.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to Ying Chengfeng, when he was a soul warrior-level spirit soldier, he would encounter a similar situation every time. But the only difference was that this time the fight was too powerful, almost beyond the limits of what he could control.

His true qi and spiritual power poured into the long sword and the two spirit sealing stones endlessly, and he wanted to control the spirit sealing stones and block the source of the spiritual power pouring in. However, the sealing spirit stone taken out this time is not trivial, this is a sealing spirit stone specially made for forging master-level spiritual weapons, once the spiritual power is turned on, the spiritual power that surging out cannot be controlled even if it is winning and riding the wind.

He secretly complained in his heart, how could he have experienced the biggest difference between a division-level spiritual weapon and a scholar-level spiritual weapon.

Although the cold leather armor suit and the Overlord chalk lance on his body are both scholar-level suit spirit weapons, and their power is definitely far beyond that of ordinary division-level spirit weapons.

However, neither the leather armor suit nor the Overlord Chalk Lance Chalk is a single artifact, but is made up of multiple parts.

It is because of the combination of many parts that the battle of spiritual power is spread out, and it does not appear crowded in each area.

But now, the two spiritual forces in the long sword are extremely huge, and they are confined to this long sword, and the impact that bursts out is incomparable.

A thousand people fought and slashed, and if they were evenly distributed within a thousand square kilometers, then there would be no figure at all. But if these 1,000 people are gathered together and cut each other in one place, the momentum and effect are very different.

Therefore, even with the help of Zhiling, Ying Chengfeng still has a feeling of being anxious.

Zhi Ling extracted a large amount of true qi and converted it into a huge spiritual power, all of which were entered into the long sword, using the spiritual power as a guide to keep the two huge spiritual powers as stable as possible.

However, it is not easy for Zhiling at this moment to be this age.

The regiment had almost reached the limit of its strength.

At this time, it is like a child, holding a sledgehammer weighing dozens of pounds to perform a set of exquisite hammer techniques. However, the more exquisite the hammer method, the greater the pressure on the child, and even the danger of smashing himself.

At this moment, a strong impulse surged in Ying Chengfeng's heart.

He wanted to be promoted to a division-level powerhouse, because the true qi cultivation of a division-level powerhouse was far superior to him.

When a real division-level spirit master is infused with spirits, it is like a strong man wielding a copper hammer, even if the hammer technique is not exquisite enough, but even if it is a hard fight without any fancy, it is enough to knock ordinary enemies to death.

One force will drop ten times, this is not empty words, but a wise saying.

Slowly, the active power from the two spirit sealing stones gradually weakened.

When these two forces were first channeled into the long sword, they were like water that had broken through the gates, but after a long period of entanglement, they finally eased up slightly. Although the seal situation beside Ying Chengfeng was silent, his attention was all on the long sword. At first, when Ying Chengfeng tried his best to control it, he even had a trace of remorse in his heart.

Although he had seen a certain warrior-level Lingdao family disciple successfully forge a master-level spiritual weapon before, that family disciple was already a peak martial artist of the tenth level of true qi, and he was also one of the famous successors of that Lingdao family.

And now, Ying Chengfeng's true qi was only eight layers, so when he felt the violent impact of the two spiritual forces in the long sword, he was also apprehensive in his heart.

Could it be that he was dazed by the terrifying spiritual talent displayed by Ying Chengfeng, so he made such a hasty and incredible decision.

He patted his forehead lightly, ready to come to the rescue. However, what he didn't expect was that although Ying Chengfeng was trembling, it seemed that he might not be able to control the situation at any time, causing the two spiritual forces to clash violently. But after half an hour, he survived.

Although I walked on thin ice along the way, I still survived.

Nodding slowly, Feng Jing's evaluation of this kid in his heart was even higher, he not only has excellent talent, but also has a strong will, even when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, he never thought of giving up.

With such talent, such hard work, and such a character, if he can't succeed, then who else can.

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Jing's heart gradually calmed down, and there was a faint smile on his face, this time no matter whether he succeeded or not, he had no regrets. Because Ying Chengfeng had already learned enough experience from it, even if he couldn't do it now, when his True Qi was promoted to the tenth layer, he would definitely be able to forge a division-level spirit soldier.

Win Chengfeng naturally didn't know the idea of sealing the situation, and at this time, all his thoughts were focused on the long sword in front of him.

When the two spiritual forces erupted with the greatest intensity, he tried his best to control it, and he couldn't be distracted at all, even if the Zhi Ling had the unparalleled computing power in the world, he could only subdivide each wisp of true qi and spiritual power to the greatest extent, so that they could exert their greatest effect.

That feeling is like longing to split a penny into two petals, and being able to stabilize the situation inside the long sword is already a great achievement.

However, when the spiritual power from the Sealing Spirit Stone weakened, Zhiling and Ying Chengfeng relaxed at the same time.

They were like two taut strings that had reached their limit, and with a slight addition of six more strengths, they were in danger of breaking at any time. In fact, before that, Ying Chengfeng had wanted to give up several times, but he finally gritted his teeth and persevered.

After experiencing a death, he already has a resilient heart, and no matter what hardships and tribulations he faces, he will not admit defeat.

Finally survived the most difficult time, Ying Chengfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, with the cooperation of Zhi Ling, the true qi and spiritual power in the body chalk have undergone subtle changes.

The next moment, a strange energy fluctuation rippled through the long sword.

This is the result of the fusion of the attack power and the water system obtained by the Zhi Ling after simulation and calculation, and in the process of this fluctuating transmission, the two spiritual forces that were stalemate immediately eased down, and slowly began to change at the same frequency.

The Channeling Technique, under the calculation of Zhi Ling, exerts the power of this skill to the fullest.

Slowly, after several adjustments, the frequency of Ying Chengfeng's input into the long sword finally reached a perfect point, and with the continuous expansion of this frequency, the two spiritual forces in the long sword were no longer opposed, and they took this frequency as an opportunity to slowly merge.

The power of attack is the most basic power of the spirit soldier, and it can be fused with the power of any attribute. Of course, the power formed by merging with different attributes is by no means the same.

Spiritual forging is ever-changing, and there is no end.

I don't know how long it took, Ying Chengfeng let out a long sigh of relief, he opened his eyes, looked at the long sword in his hand, and his silver eyes flashed with surprise.

Succeeded, and after hard work, he finally succeeded in forging his first division-level spirit soldier.

However, his face immediately changed, because he suddenly found that there was an empty feeling coming from his dantian, and the huge true qi of the eighth layer was almost exhausted.

If this continues for a while, I am afraid that even Zhiling will fall into a crash.

With a flip of his wrist, Ying Chengfeng took out a medium-grade health pill and swallowed it.

The next moment, a huge stream of heat was generated from his abdomen and entered the dantian along the meridians, slowly recovering his excessively consumed true qi.

Feng Guan looked at him with a smile on his face, this kid, his future future is destined to be unlimited, and the Qi Dao Sect can have him, which is the blessing of the entire sect.

Finally, Ying Chengfeng opened his eyes again, although the true qi in his body had not yet fully recovered, it was already fine.

He nodded at the seal and picked up his sword excitedly.

The long sword had a wisp of azure luster, as if it were a deep and endless sea, revealing a breathtaking charm.

Division-level spiritual weapons, this is division-level spiritual weapons, and there is a world of difference between them and scholar-level spiritual weapons.

Although this was not the first division-level spiritual weapon that Ying Chengfeng had ever seen, it was the first division-level spiritual weapon that he had forged by himself, so he had an extremely special feeling for it.

Taking a deep breath, a wisp of true qi entered it, and the blue light on the long sword became brighter and brighter.