"This ......"

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes, including Xiao Qingya, couldn't help but light up again.

This is clearly a technique of borrowing force to make force, the forging hammer and the ore due to the collision of the ground rebound force, into their next blow to the force of the ground, the action is perfect and coordinated, not only to avoid the rebound force to the greatest extent to their own damage, but also to quantify this force into a continuous strike, starting from the second blow, the force of each blow exceeds Xiao Yao's full strength, but everything is still under his control.

Surprisingly, Xiao Yao's position was extremely accurate, and whenever the ore was beaten to two-thirds of its original thickness and began to become a little flat, the hammer in his hand would hit the edge with a bang, causing it to flip over. In this way, the whole piece of ore is evenly subjected to his hammer blows, rather than simply being smashed flat.

However, after more than a hundred hammers, he stopped beating, and if he continued to knock it down, it would really knock this perfect ore into pieces, and an afternoon's work would be wasted in vain.

Looking at this piece of ore that was two circles smaller, Xiao Yao smiled slightly and nodded with satisfaction. Then, again, the ore was thrown into the blazing fire.

did not use high temperature to calcinate, but slowly tempered with warm fire, while his eyes were slightly closed, calm and concentrated, and Xiao Yao was a little tired after an afternoon of continuous beating.

The main thing is that he was hungry and had a growling stomach that everyone in the yard could hear.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Qingya remembered that Xiao Yao had slept for two and a half days, and she hadn't drunk a drop of water, so she was pulled by her to make a weapon, which made Zhang Qingli's face can't help but show a touch of apology, and her heart was moved.

"Huh!"

Feeling that the refining was almost done, Xiao Yao opened his eyes suddenly, put the ore on the forging table with a clamp, and then, with a firm gaze and a focused expression, he asked slowly in a calm tone under the gaze of a pair of extremely expectant eyes:

"Which predecessor has a forging hammer made from spirit stones, borrow it from me, the more advanced the better, is it okay?"

"Use the hammer to make a spiritual weapon and make an ordinary weapon?"

Everyone was shocked, if it weren't for the fact that Xiao Qingya, who had a special status, was by her side, several old people almost laughed out loud. They felt that Xiao Yao's idea was a bit ridiculous.

"Huh!"

However, the white-robed old man who had been watching Xiao Yao flicked his wrist at the next moment, and a forging hammer with a dark blue body appeared in front of Xiao Yao's eyes.

"Blue Spirit Stone's?" Xiao Yao was overjoyed and took it unceremoniously.

That day, after listening to the new forging concept of Xiaoyao Shenjun using mortal iron to create an artifact, Xiao Yao had the idea of using a forging hammer made of spirit stones to create weapons.

Since Fan Tie can forge artifacts, it means that Fan Tie can store a huge amount of spiritual energy, but people haven't found a way. So, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Xiao Yao wanted to give it a try.

"Whew!"

With a long sigh, Xiao Yao stabilized his slightly nervous mood. Immediately, the spiritual energy in his body was activated, and it rushed out along his right arm.

With the red glow of the right hand holding the hammer handle, the dark blue forging hammer immediately flashed blue, and it was so dazzling and dazzling against the backdrop of the night.

"What a lot of strength!"

Feeling the majestic aura emitted by the forging hammer due to the infusion of aura, Xiao Yao was amazed in his heart, "I feel that my current self has the ability to compete with martial artists like Martial Spirit and Martial Sect. No wonder the spirit weapon masters on the continent are so respected, no wonder all the martial artists dream of having a high-grade spirit weapon themselves, this is simply ......"

Although he was amazed in his heart, Xiao Yao's eyes were always fixed on the piece of ore on the forging table that was gradually cooling down.

"Drink!"

Feeling that he had entered the best time for forging, Xiao Yao burst into a shout, his black eyes widened, his right arm was raised, and he waved it down with a "whew", like a comet skimming across the night sky, leaving behind a big blue tail.

"Bell, bell!"

Mars were shining, blue light was flashing non-stop, Xiao Yao carefully built it according to his own ideas.

"In the body of a five-star samurai, there will be so much aura?"

After a long while, seeing that Xiao Yao did not show a weak expression, an old man couldn't help frowning, and asked in a slightly puzzled whisper.

No one answered his question, and judging by everyone's expressions, it seemed that they all had such doubts.

However, the white-robed old man looked at Xiao Yao thoughtfully, and thought to himself: Obviously he is in the realm of a five-star warrior, but he has the strength of a seven- or eight-star warrior, Qingfeng, is this kid cultivating according to the method you said?

"Does it really work?"

At this time, Xiao Yao suddenly showed surprise, he found that in the process of his beating, there was really an aura entering the gradually forming sword blank, although it was very little, but this was enough to prove that his idea was correct. If you do the same in the process of purification......

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao shook his soul and didn't dare to think about it anymore. He suddenly thought of the 10,000-pound heavy stick, if this was really the artifact left by Xiaoyaozi, then it must have been infused with a lot of aura when it was being built.

Other words......

"Damn, how can you get distracted at this time?"

The sudden thought came to an abrupt end again, Xiao Yao muttered in annoyance, quickly stabilized his mind, and focused all his attention on the sword in front of him.

For him now, nothing is more important than creating a perfect weapon for Xiao Qingya.

"Bell!"

When the last hammer fell, Xiao Yao finally ran out of spiritual energy, his body weakened, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, panting heavily, and his face was slightly pale.

"Brother Xiao Yao......"

Xiao Qingya jumped over with a single arrow step, her expression worried, and her eyes still flashed a little crystalline.

"I'm fine......"

Due to weakness, Xiao Yao's voice was a little intermittent, "Use a brush to dip the water in the spirit pool, cool it slowly, don't put it directly into the water......"

"Don't talk yet!"

A slightly dissatisfied strange sound fell, and a small hand as soft as a glutinous rice ball sealed his mouth, and immediately, a pill with a faint fragrance entered Xiao Yao's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and a warm current went straight to the dantian, and the consumed aura recovered at lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye, it recovered as before, and Xiao Yao's slightly pale face also became ruddy.

"What kind of elixir is this? It's several times better than the effect of the Hui Ling Pill?"

Feeling that he was full of strength again, Xiao Yao was shocked, but in the next second, he was like a vigorous civet cat, jumping up "Teng".

There was no brush, so he dipped a towel in the water from the spiritual pool used as a coolant, and slowly poured it on the sword.

"Snort!" white smoke curled and mist rose.

It didn't take long for the fog to dissipate, and the long sword that Xiao Yao had carefully built finally came out: the long sword was dark all over, and it seemed to be inlaid with thousands of gems, flashing one after another.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, it emitted a dazzling light, which made people feel like they couldn't open their eyes and didn't dare to look directly.

The cold light at the blade of the sword rolls, and the cold air is pressing, intimidating.

"Buzz!"

Xiao Yao held the long sword in his hand, and with a slight wave, he immediately let out a tremor like a dragon's roar, and the whistling sound of breaking the sky echoed in everyone's ears, making everyone's soul tremble and fear.

"Try it!"

His lips squirmed, and a low murmur slowly floated out of his mouth, and then, the aura worked, and the red light flashed on his wrist, Xiao Yao carefully injected the aura into the sword body.

"Boom!"

With the injection of aura, the sword body trembled involuntarily, and the tip of the sword flashed with sword flowers, like black snakes, dancing gently in the night sky.

"It really works!"

Xiao Yao's face suddenly became excited, and his extraordinary soul perception made him clearly feel that there was an aura fluctuating on the sword's body.

Not only did he feel it, but Xiao Qingya and the others in the small courtyard also felt it, which made their eyes widen to the extreme in an instant, and they were full of disbelief that was difficult to hide.

"Give it to me!"

Seeing that Xiao Yao was a little worried that the long sword would break due to the injection of spiritual energy, Xiao Qingya said with a little eagerness, her beautiful eyes flowing, and there was a touch of excitement flashing inside.

What does it mean if an ordinary weapon can exert the power of a spiritual weapon?

"Hmm!"

Xiao Yao nodded, withdrew his aura, and handed the sword to Xiao Qingya, and told her, "Take your time, it's worth the loss if you break it!"

But Xiao Qingya directly took his reminder as the wind in his ears, and as soon as he took the long sword, he used his spiritual energy, along his right arm to his right hand.

Suddenly, the green light at the wrist shone, and the aura gushed out like a flood that had broken the embankment, pouring down the hilt of the sword onto the sword.

Xiao Yao's face changed sharply, and his eyes were horrified, he didn't want the things he had worked hard to make all afternoon to be ruined by this crazy girl. Even if the thing is yours, can you please respect the fruits of my labor?

"No ......"

But as soon as he stopped it, Xiao Qingya's right hand holding the sword suddenly waved.

"Whew!"

The cold light flashed in the night sky, and the overwhelming aura roared out along the sword body, shooting towards the bushes in front of the forging platform.

"Bang!"

Grass clippings and dirt splattered in all directions, and where the air passed, the bushes were gone, revealing a path filled with debris.

"It's not broken?"

Looking at the swarthy long sword standing tall in Xiao Qingya's hand, the small courtyard suddenly fell into a deathly silence!

Time stood still, the air stopped flowing, and even everyone's breathing stopped. Everyone's eyes widened and stared at the sword, and the look in their eyes was incredulous except for the look of shock.

Xiao Yao's expression was almost the same as everyone's, although this was his work, but he himself didn't expect that this sword would not have the slightest crack under the aura infusion of Xiao Qingya, a one-star martial sect.

Not only that, with the infusion of a large amount of spiritual energy, the stars on the sword body flickered, in addition to the cold qi that almost froze people, the spiritual energy also spread all over the sword body, and it looked like the richness of the spiritual weapon, which seemed to be similar to the spirit weapon of the middle grade of the red rank......