Time passed, in the blink of an eye, a month of time flew by like a meteor.

In the past month, in addition to routine physical training and cultivation, Xiao Yao has spent all his energy on refining spirit stones.

The skyrocketing of soul power made his purification speed several times faster than before. And he also mastered the fire of the three spiritual fires of the Red Spirit Stone, the Orange Spirit Stone and the Yellow Spirit Stone, and all the three spirit stones on his body were purified.

However, the dozen or so green spirit stones were still lying intact in the ring, and Xiao Yao was not in a hurry to refine them.

He felt that his strength was not enough, and rashly refined the relatively precious green spirit stone, the gains outweighed the losses, so it was better to lay a solid foundation first.

Besides, at his age of eighteen, if he could use his soul power to control the spiritual fire to forge a yellow-level supreme spiritual weapon, it would already be shocking.

Of course, the most important thing is that those dozen or so green spirit stones are not enough for Xiao Yao to squander. Therefore, he decided to shift his energy to forging to increase the success rate of forging spiritual weapons.

On this day, after the cultivation ended, Xiao Yao, who had had lunch, stood in the open space in front of the wooden house under the scorching sun.

"Huh!"

As soon as his mind moved, a long sword with a red body appeared in Xiao Yao's hand. Under the illumination of the sun, the sword body emitted a dazzling red glow, and the tip of the sword and the tenacity of the cold light shimmered, and the slightest trace of cold air drove away a large amount of dry heat in the air.

This is a week ago, after repeated tempering and forging, and more than a dozen failures, Xiao Yao made a superb red-rank spirit weapon that made him very satisfied.

Although it is only a red-level spiritual weapon, in Yao Mengyun's words, the spiritual energy contained in it is comparable to the orange-level high-grade spiritual weapons forged by those famous spiritual weapon masters. Even, it can be comparable to the middle and lower grade spirit weapons of the Yellow Rank forged by ordinary spirit weapon masters.

This also indirectly confirms what the Divine Monarch said, the power of the spirit weapon does not depend on its color, but on the spiritual energy contained in it.

"It's good to take this sword well, but after all, it is forged from red spirit stone, and if you pay it to Sister Lin, you will be a little unable to take it after all!"

Looking at this red-rank supreme spiritual weapon that Yao Mengyun was satisfied with but he was not very satisfied with, Xiao Yao muttered, and then put away the long sword, ready to have time to return it to the furnace and forge it again!

In the next second, Xiao Yao's thoughts moved, and five yellow balls the size of yellow fists flew out of the ring one after another.

"Whew!"

The Burning Sky Flame then rushed out, enveloping the five yellow balls together with great speed, and the air suddenly became distorted and hot.

Under the calcination of the Burning Sky Flame, the five balls quickly turned into a mass of yellow liquid and slowly gathered together.

"Condensation!"

The moment the five masses of liquid converged together, Xiao Yao let out a low cry, and the soul power poked out, quickly enveloping the liquid gathered together, and soon under the squeeze of the soul power, it turned into a relatively large ball.

Immediately after, Xiao Yao's right arm was raised, and the Burning Sky Flame gushed out from the palm of his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge forging hammer, and smashed into the yellow ball that was wrapped in soul power with a "whew".

This is what he did half a month ago, with a flash of inspiration, he integrated his perception from Xiao Xuan into the forging method taught by the Joyful Divine Monarch, so as to use the method of "thousands of tempers" to purify the spirit stone again.

In this way, he was not only able to save a lot of soul power, but also was able to move the muscles on his body as he had done when forging iron weapons before, which played a role in exercising.

That red-rank supreme spiritual weapon was forged by him in this way. Although it is not as good as a spirit weapon that is completely forged with soul power, for a red-level spirit weapon, it is already the ultimate to be able to do this.

Although there was no "bell" sound, the ball was still struck by the hammer formed by the Burning Flame, and turned into a large round cake.

Immediately, this large round cake turned into a ball again under the wrapping of soul power, but it was several times smaller than before.

In other words, to put it mildly, the impurities in the Yellow Spirit Stone have been eliminated a lot, and the effect is much faster than that of slowly removing them with spiritual fire.

"Although I'm a little lazy, this method is really good! The forging method has been improved, I think the master and his old man should not have any opinions!"

Looking at the round ball that was several times smaller, Xiao Yao nodded with satisfaction, his confidence was greatly increased, and the hammer formed by the Burning Sky Flame fell on the ball like a storm.

It wasn't until he smashed the ball into a fist that Xiao Yao stopped, and the forging hammer in his right hand instantly returned to the shape of a flame, quickly enveloping the yellow spirit stone that had turned into a ball.

Drops of yellow liquid, under the calcination of the Burning Sky Flame, slowly flowed down from the ball. It's just that this time the color is much darker than before, and the aura energy emitted from it is rushing to the face.

From the Red Spirit Stone directly to the Yellow Spirit Stone, this step was a bit big, Xiao Yao's heart couldn't help but get nervous, and carefully controlled the temperature of the flame.

I am afraid that I will not be able to control it, and I will burn this Huang Lingshi, which was finally beaten to perfection, into ashes.

Looking at the gradually shrinking dark yellow ball, Xiao Yao took a deep breath of air, and then slowly exhaled it, calming his somewhat nervous emotions.

When the entire ball turned into liquid, Xiao Yao's face suddenly became serious, and his soul power poked out, quickly enveloping the liquid, and his black pupils were unusually calm.

"Give me Ning!"

Suddenly, Xiao Yao burst out, and his soul power gushed out like a rising tide, squeezing the dark yellow liquid from all directions.

In an instant, the hilt of the sword was revealed, and then, under the push and squeezing of the soul power, the liquid above the hilt slowly moved towards the hilt at a snail-like speed, and every millimeter climbed, there was a trace of dark yellow light, flashing under the liquid.

Under the illumination of the sun, this light looked particularly dazzling and dazzling, and Xiao Yao couldn't help but squint his eyes, but the expression inside did not change in the slightest.

At this time, Xiao Yao's swarthy face was already slightly pale, and it was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, which was a sign of excessive consumption of soul power.

"Come on, you'll be able to do it!"

But Xiao Yao didn't pay attention to these at all, and while cheering himself up in his heart, he concentrated his soul power and continued to push the liquid to slowly climb up.

Completely using soul power to forge a yellow-rank spirit weapon, this is quite soul-consuming. With his soul power, which was almost seven or eight stars of Martial Emperor cultivation, he faintly felt that his soul power was a little insufficient. It can be seen how high the requirements for soul power are for a spirit master.

"Come on, kid, you're going to be able to do it!"

Seeing that there was only one sword tip left to complete this orange-level spiritual weapon, Yao Mengyun in the ring also encouraged Xiao Yao in his heart.

But at the same time, her heart was also tugging. Although the spirit weapon is about to be completed, Xiao Yao's situation is not optimistic. His face was already pale, and his breathing was a little rapid.

It looked extremely weak, and it was obvious that the soul power was about to be exhausted.

If this spiritual weapon was not completed before the soul power was exhausted, it would not only be a very serious blow to Xiao Yao, but it would also cause damage to his soul. But it would be a pity to give up!

Therefore, at this time, a strong will will be the key to whether Xiao Yao can complete this weapon.

For a sword, the tip of the sword is the most important. Therefore, at the last moment, Xiao Yao, who knew that his soul power was about to be exhausted, although his face was extremely pale, his expression did not change at all.

The confident and determined eyes, like a beast foraging for food, stared at the tip of the long sword, not daring to be careless, the slightest carelessness, all that he had done would be in vain.

"Drink!"

Taking a deep breath of air, Xiao Yao let out a loud shout, and his soul power was like a bulldozer with full horsepower, bulldozing the small ball of liquid that had accumulated at the top in an instant.

The moment it was bulldozed, the soul power wrapped the top part like lightning, and slowly, squeezed it into sharp spikes.

"Teng!"

Doing all this, Xiao Yao did not hesitate at all, and used the only remaining soul power to urge the ice flame, instantly enveloping the long sword that had already been formed.

"Snort!"

Under the calcination of the cold ice flames, the long sword quickly solidified, white smoke rose, and the dark yellow sword body was covered with a thick layer of frost.

Soon, the frost gathered more and more, and it actually formed a long block of ice, like a sword box, sealing this freshly forged and sharp yellow-rank spirit weapon inside.

After retracting the ice flame, Xiao Yao, who was dizzy due to the exhaustion of his soul power, leaned back and fell to the ground with a "poof".

In an instant, the whole person was completely embedded in the ground, and the earth trembled slightly, and the rectangular cold ice, which had lost the control of its soul power, rushed down and fell straight down.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the ice was embedded in the ground, and under the sunlight, the blue ice and the dark yellow inside complemented each other, exuding brilliant colors.

Turning his head slightly, looking at the yellow-level spiritual weapon that was sealed in the cold ice not far away, the corners of Xiao Yao's mouth raised, and a faint pleasant smile suddenly appeared on his pale face.

"Child, at a young age, you have become a quasi-third-level spirit master, congratulations!"

As he spoke, Yao Mengyun floated out of the ring, his eyes looking at Xiao Yao flashed with approval, and there was still a kind smile on his wrinkled face.

"Senior, how much gap am there between me and those young talents on the Zhongzhou Continent?"

Xiao Yao exhaled heavily, and then, he sat up, staring at Yao Mengyun without blinking his calm pupils, a touch of eagerness flashed in it, but it was fleeting in the blink of an eye.

Under Xiao Qingya's stimulation, he always wanted to know how different he was from those geniuses on the Zhongzhou Continent, where geniuses were everywhere.

"Hehehe!"

After listening to Xiao Yao's words, Yao Mengyun suddenly laughed, laughing a little inexplicably, and even, a little weird.

"Is this a joke that I can't do myself?"

With a slightly self-deprecating mutter, although Xiao Yao's face looked very calm, he felt a pair of big hands full of contempt, wantonly kneading his "fragile" heart, deeply stimulating his extremely sensitive nerves.