In a faint halo, Ying Chengfeng's face was solemn, and he opened his mouth, as if he was muttering something. After a while, the layers of halo condensed inward, converging into the Ming Spirit Needle little by little.

The Mingling Needle in his hand was not a simple object, but a inheritance of Master Zhang Mingyun.

At the same time, it is also an extremely precious non-grade spiritual weapon.

Zhang Mingyun passed this thing on to him, although it was because he liked his talent, but it was not because he didn't have Shen Yuqi.

However, after this thing fell into the hands of Ying Chengfeng, it was definitely used to the fullest.

With the help of the Wisdom Spirit, Win Chengfeng is able to stimulate the power of this thing to the extreme.

The huge True Qi was released through the lines on the spiritual weapon, and after absorbing more free power from the outside world, it refocused on the tip of the needle, inspiring a trace of relatively rich white light.

The moment this ray of white light fell on the long sword, there was a strange "hiss" sound.

A spark-like light leaped high, leaving a moment of brilliance in the void space.

Division-level spirit weapons are extraordinary, and when it comes to spirit pattern inscription, it is far more difficult than ordinary weapons. If in the past, the inscription of the spirit pattern was like fiddling with a carver knife on a radish, then now it is working on a steel plate with an electric knife.

While the essence of the two is not much different, the difficulty is far from the same.

At the very least, the power that drives the electric knife to operate is far greater than that of the carving knife. Fortunately, Win Chengfeng's true qi has now been promoted to the eighth layer, and it has strong spiritual power and the assistance of wisdom spirits, and it has reached an almost perfect use when controlling the true qi, and has not wasted a single bit of true qi from beginning to end.

After half an hour, Ying Chengfeng exhaled softly and put down the Mingling Needle in his hand.

He gently waved the long sword in his hand, and his spiritual power completely enveloped it, carefully sensing everything on it.

Although there has never been such an almost impossible thing as a miss under the leadership of Zhiling, Ying Chengfeng still carefully checked it.

This rigorous attitude may also be the key to his success.

After a while, Ying Chengfeng nodded in satisfaction, he sat cross-legged, swallowed a pill, and let the powerful heat flow flow in the chalk of his body, making up for all the lost true qi.

After doing all this, he took out a water system sealing spirit stone and an attack stone and placed them at both ends of the weapon. The sealing situation was quite well prepared for him, not only did he have enough materials, but even the sealing spirit stones were prepared.

Although Zhi Ling can absorb true qi and transform it into the attribute power in the spirit sealing stone for infusion, it is already the limit to be able to use this special power in the forging of scholar-level spirit weapons with the current strength of Ying Chengfeng. As for the division-level spiritual weapon, the power comparison in the spirit weapon of Ying Chengfeng's all-out deployment of the spiritual weapon felt quite difficult, not to mention the extraction of true qi to convert spiritual power.

Therefore, he can only obediently use the west prepared by the sealing situation to try.

The spiritual power swept through the void, stimulating the power in the two sealing stones at the same time.

An endless stream of power poured into the sword like a flood of water, and the powerful impact force suddenly made the sword light up.

Ying Chengfeng closed his eyes slightly, his spirit and wisdom were combined, and he quietly sensed everything in the long sword.

Before he possessed spiritual power, he was unable to perceive the various changes in the spirit weapon world at all. But now, his spiritual world seemed to be fused with the long sword, and all the power impacts within the long sword were reflected in his mind without leaks.

In fact, this is not the special ability to win the wind, all spirit masters will have this same feeling when forging spiritual weapons. It's just one thing to be able to feel it, and it's another thing to be able to control it.

Just as everyone can see the traffic on the street, but not everyone can drive.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In the world of his mind, countless roars burst out one after another.

The power of the attack and the power of the water system clashed violently, and they used the spirit pattern on the long sword as the battlefield, and engaged in a fierce confrontation.

The closer you get to the hilt, the stronger the water system becomes, and the closer you get to the tip of the sword, the more powerful the attack becomes.

However, this kind of strength is also relatively speaking, because after the two forces poured into the long sword, they were already all over every corner, and it can be said that the entire battlefield was in chaos, and there was no accuracy at all.

A faint trace of sweat appeared on Ying Chengfeng's forehead. If he had tried his best to maintain the balance of the two forces, and not let one of them be so strong that it had completely expelled the other, he would not have been so tired.

But at this moment, at least half of Ying Chengfeng's mind was focused on the changes that occurred after the confrontation of the two attribute forces.

When the two forces collide violently, they will consume each other a little bit, and this part of the force is very small, and it has almost no effect on the overall situation. It's like the sea will evaporate some water under the sun's rays, but this little bit of water is a lot of hair for the whole sea, and it doesn't matter at all.

However, this consumed power did not disappear, and they condensed into small bumps, clinging to the spirit pattern of the long sword.

However, the flow of spiritual power was still as smooth as ever, and there was no feeling of hindrance, as if these little bumps did not exist.

In fact, if it weren't for Zhiling's super computing power, even Ying Chengfeng wouldn't be able to detect those tiny bumps.

Because these pimples are so small, they are like microorganisms to the whole sword, and they can't sense them at all.

However, Ying Chengfeng did not dare to underestimate these pimple groups in the slightest.

Maybe a small pimple is not enough to affect the overall situation, but when the number of these pimples reaches a certain level, it is enough to become a force to be reckoned with.

As time passed, the influx of the two spiritual forces gradually slowed down.

Ying Chengfeng's heart was also relaxed, and the most difficult time finally passed.

This is the second time he has carried out the infusion of a division-level spiritual weapon, and it stands to reason that he should have some experience relatively easily. But in fact, this time it was the real exhaustion.

Because you have to pay attention to those small bumps, it takes a lot more energy to win than before. If the two spiritual forces continued to pour into the sword body so strongly, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to hold on.

Fortunately, at this moment, the spiritual power that the long sword can hold is close to the limit, although the battle on the battlefield is becoming more and more intense, but the external power has weakened a lot.

Win Chengfeng snorted lightly, and the Zhi Ling released a strange and faint fluctuation of power.

When this wisp of power entered the long sword, the struggle between the two forces suddenly weakened a lot, and began to merge.

Ying Chengfeng was secretly happy in his heart, his spiritual power and wisdom spirit were completely integrated, and he tried his best to operate according to the experience of the first infusion of spirits, so that these two different attribute powers gradually merged.

In fact, after having the first experience, Ying Chengfeng can directly adjust the spiritual power fluctuation to the most appropriate level, so that these two forces can complete the fusion as quickly as possible.

However, if this is done, the ratio of power in this longsword will be somewhat different from the previous one.

Therefore, he would rather spend energy and adjust slowly than achieve it overnight.

I don't know how long it took, but when Zhiling sent out the last wave of power fluctuations, the two forces in the long sword finally stopped the dispute and fused together perfectly.

Opening his eyes, Ying Chengfeng looked at the long sword in his hand with a faint hint of pale blue luster, and his heart was full of pride.

He slowly injected a wisp of true qi into it, feeling the power contained in the long sword.

However, after a while, Ying Chengfeng's expression was suddenly stunned, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

The long sword in his hand was indeed a division-level spiritual weapon, and the water system power and attack power contained on it were even better than the previous one. However, this longsword is not a secret artifact.

Even though he searched every corner of the entire long sword, he didn't find any sign of the mist world.

"Good. ”

Suddenly, a hearty voice sounded from outside the house.

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned, hurriedly opened the door, welcomed the seal in, and said, "Feng Shizu." ”

Feng Guan nodded, took the long sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Chengfeng, when you first forged a division-level spiritual weapon, the old man was actually still a little worried. But after seeing this sword, the old man had nothing to worry about. ”

One success can be said to be accidental, but two successes in a row show that Ying Chengfeng does have some uniqueness in forging master-level spiritual weapons. The performance of winning Chengfeng also reassured the sealing situation.

Win Chengfeng disturbed his head for a moment, and said, "Master, this spirit soldier is far inferior to the previous one." He said regretfully: "Although the disciple tried his best, he was not able to forge the secret pattern spirit weapon. ”

Feng Shi smiled dumbly, and said angrily and funny: "Nonsense, what do you think the secret pattern spirit weapon is, do you want to be so lucky to forge this kind of treasure every time?"

Ying Chengfeng smacked his mouth, he wanted to tell what he had discovered, but after seeing Feng Jing's disapproving expression, he immediately swallowed those words back.

Because he had a faint hunch, those small pimples that Zhiling had discovered, I was afraid that even his old man might not know about the sealing situation. If he pokes this matter out, I don't know if his old man will treat him as a monster.

It seemed that he saw that Ying Chengfeng was not convinced, and Feng Shi shook his head slightly, and said: "Chengfeng, the two times you forged are water system master-level spirit weapons, so do you know the difference between these two spirit weapons?"

ps: Sorry sorry, I played in Xikou for a day today, and it was too late when I came back.

There is a chapter first, and there is another chapter in the code.

It seems that the task of today's three watches is not completed, so the white crane will compensate everyone the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Tomorrow's fourth watch, the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are all three watches, is this okay?