Chapter 45: Smelting

Night falls on the Kuma Mountains, and the moonlight paints the ridges with silver. In the jungle, the trees are still and the wind is quiet, the insects are chirping, and the birds are chirping, which is a sense of tranquility and peace.

Qin Tao sat cross-legged on a boulder and closed his eyes to recuperate, while Dongdong lay on his side with his head sideways, his saliva overflowing and his snoring rising and falling.

A cool breeze blew, and Qin Tao slowly opened his eyes. When there was nothing to do at night, Qin Tao took out the piece of cold crystal iron. While in the Cold Cave, he only smelted the first step, melting the crystal iron into a rough shape.

Zhou Ling floated out of the soul ring, and when he saw the blunt iron in Qin Tao's hand, he immediately became interested, and hurriedly asked, "Tao'er, do you want to continue smelting?"

Qin Tao nodded, stroked the back of his head and said, "I don't know why, it seems to have an impulse." There seems to be a kind of urging, which makes me feel that I can make a breakthrough after completing the smelting. ”

The current strength of Qin Tao is at the ninth order soul master, but his power is comparable to that of the fifth order soul lord. For this kind of situation where half a foot stepped into the next level, what Qin Tao was missing was an impact on the breakthrough, and in the dark, the Pure Fire Sect seemed to be able to help him.

The smelting method of the Pure Fire School is divided into four times, the first rough shape of the smelting Qin Tao has been completed, then he will carry out the last three smelting.

According to Zhou Ling's opinion, it is best to complete the last three smelting in one go, because in this way, the sharpness and power of the weapon will be closer and closer to perfection, and it can even become a divine weapon.

The Ice Soul Qi allowed Qin Tao to cool down freely, and the simultaneous use of ice and fire made smelting easier.

Slowly urging the soul qi, ripples were set off in the qi pool, and the red water droplets produced a throbbing, gradually spreading the energy fluctuations, and releasing the full soul qi.

The blue dragon pattern naturally appeared on the left arm, and a trace of cold air filled the hand like a mist, and a light blue halo instantly covered the arm.

At the same time, a pure flame burst out of his right hand, jumping between his fingers like an elf, completely enveloping his right hand.

The second part of the smelting is mainly to refine the shape. Looking at the hand-long blunt iron in his left hand, Qin Tao muttered in a low voice, "It seems that it can only be smelted into a dagger." ”

Zhou Ling stood with his hands in his hands and looked at Qin Tao quietly, with the soul qi droplet, he no longer had to worry about the problem of soul qi overdraft during the smelting process. The so-called "master leads the door, and the cultivation is in the individual", he has completely taught Qin Tao the smelting method of the pure fire school, as for the extent to which he can reach it in the future, it depends on Qin Tao himself.

A thin layer of ice condensed in his left hand, and the flame slowly approached with his right hand, and the scorching heat was suddenly rolled up in blunt iron. Then the flames increased, the temperature rose suddenly, and the blunt iron immediately became soft.

The ice hand gathered slightly, and the cold air condensed an icy groove in the palm of the palm like a swimming dragon, and filled all the molten iron. However, the moment the molten iron touches the ice trough, it solidifies and sticks to the blunt iron.

Qin Tao kept urging his soul qi to increase the flames, and the scorching heat melted the blunt iron while also causing a trickle of sweat to ooze from his forehead, but he didn't realize it.

As the minutes ticked by, the shape of the blunt iron became more detailed, revealing the rudiments of a dagger's blade in his hand.

Zhou Ling stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of relief.

At this time, Qin Tao was already sweating profusely, and his breathing was a little short. He didn't expect that although the second step was simple, it still consumed nearly half of his soul energy, and at the same time made him feel a little tired.

"Tao'er, very good, the second step is very smooth, and you have to be serious in the next two steps. Zhou Ling admonished on the side.

Qin Tao nodded vigorously, continued to urge the soul qi, and began the last two steps of smelting.

The third step is to smelt the weapon's blade, which is ten times sharper than a normal weapon, but it requires extreme skill and a precise grasp of the heat, and the slightest mistake will fall short.

"Tao'er, the third step is difficult, don't be discouraged if you fail, we still have a chance. Zhou Ling's comforting words slowly drifted into Qin Tao's ears, causing the latter to nod easily.

The dragon pattern on his left arm suddenly shone brightly, and the cold air immediately wrapped the crystal iron, instantly forming a layer of cold ice on it. At the same time, the right palm is placed diagonally against the blade, and the edge of the blade is carefully burned.

The high-intensity flames melted the ice and penetrated the blade, instantly melting some viscous molten iron. And at this moment, the soul qi of the Ice Surname suddenly rushed into the crystal iron, gathering at the molten blade.

The white gas made a sizzling sound and rose upward, causing the viscous area to cool instantly. Immediately, the ice spilled over the melted place again, but the blade inside was a little sharper than before.

Bean-sized beads of sweat ran down his forehead, spread across his back, and even drew a circle of water marks on the boulder. Qin Tao was engrossed, without the slightest slackness, carefully repeating the same movements.

Fifty times, one hundred times...... Qin Tao didn't know how much he repeated, his soul energy was exhausted and recovered, and the red water droplets kept vibrating, tirelessly releasing his soul energy, which made his karma throb strongly.

In the middle of the moon, the third step of smelting was finally coming to an end, Qin Tao's face was tired, his breathing was very short, and the sweat had dried up, making his skin have a rough feeling of fine sand and salt.

Ice and fire were as strong as ever, but the scar on his forehead had lit up, and red fire streaks had appeared on his chest.

"Tao'er, if you can't hold on, give up. Zhou Ling persuaded distressedly on the side.

However, Qin Tao shook his head, gritted his teeth and insisted: "Grandpa Bing, I must finish it!" As he spoke, he increased the flames again.

It was already coming to an end, Qin Tao didn't want to give up at this time, even if the smelting failed, he didn't want to be the reason why he couldn't hold on.

With a clear roar, dazzling firelight burst out, instantly dyeing the mountains and forests red. In the flickering of red and blue light, a sharp dagger is quietly taking shape, waiting for the moment of blooming like a bud.

"Bang!"

A red light shot straight into the sky, Qin Tao only felt a violent churn in the qi pool, and the red water droplets turned the fluctuations into a substantial cyclone, causing an uproar in his abdomen. At the chest, karma released a wisp of strong energy, causing the fire patterns all over his body to explode instantly, like fire dragons coiling around Qin Tao's body.

In his mind, a huge fire dragon phantom emerged, roaring and roaring, flying wings vibrating, sharp claws swooping, and the dragon was mighty. This is exactly what Qin Tao once saw in the book, but he didn't expect it to really appear in his mind at this moment.

With a crisp crack, the sharp dagger broke through the ice, and bursts of cold light lit up under the flames, and the third step of smelting was finally successful.

Qin Tao was pleasantly surprised, and a hearty feeling suddenly surged into his heart, and he spat out a mouthful of turbid gas that had been pent up for a long time, and a red fire dragon phantom actually appeared behind him.

"This is a breakthrough!" Qin Tao couldn't help but exclaim as he admired the fire dragon in his mind.

Zhou Ling, who was standing in the air, couldn't help but smack his tongue for a while, he could break through the Soul Monarch by smelting crystal iron, and this kind of talent could simply be described as a demon. However, the red fire dragon phantom made Zhou Ling fall into doubt, and he couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.

However, Qin Tao did not stop because of this, but began the fourth step of smelting.

The final smelting is the gathering of spirits, and the ability of a weapon to be assessed as a magic weapon depends entirely on the degree of convergence of the spirits. And the so-called gathering of spirits is nothing more than the cultivation and tempering of the cultivator's soul qi to form a preliminary instrument spirit.

The dragon pattern on his left arm disappeared, and a wisp of pure fire energy filled it, Qin Tao held the dagger blade steadily, and kept injecting soul energy.

The dagger blade of the blunt weapon gradually glowed with a tender white halo under the warmth of a large amount of soul energy, and it turned from initial rejection to acceptance, and began to devour soul qi hungrily.

The tender white halo gradually brightened, like a thin stream spreading throughout the blade, Qin Tao was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately the flame in his right hand covered it, burning again with flames.

The scorching heat returned, and the halo fled frantically as if it had met a natural predator, speeding like a streamer on the surface of the dagger. As the flames increased, the white halo gradually became heavier, slowly transforming into a moon-white color.

A new halo of light flowed all over the blade like slime, emitting a faint glow, and Qin Tao clearly felt that there seemed to be a breath of life in that thin layer.

The moon-white halo completely enveloped the dagger, conjuring a transparent ball of light, and then Qin Tao quickly withdrew the flames, while injecting his soul qi into it.

A pale red light faintly appeared on his left arm, and a wisp of dazzling fire patterns coiled on it like a long dragon, filling the soul qi and condensing at the same time, it actually swelled the forearm in a circle.

The dagger blade was like an unfinished container constantly absorbing soul energy, and the moon-white halo was dazzling, and then the surrounding of the mountain rock was illuminated with a piece of spiritual white.

The slightest trickle of sweat continued, the flame scar was red and shiny, and the left palm had completely turned the color of fire. On the chest, a lotus-like fire pattern quietly bloomed, and the lotus petals were agile, faintly revealing five-colored brilliance around it.

As time passed, the dagger blade had become saturated, and the moon-white halo melted into the blunt object, leaving only a faint layer of cold light.

"Yes, Tao'er, it finally worked. Zhou Ling smiled with satisfaction.

The left arm recovered as before, the fire pattern disappeared, and Qin Tao stopped the transmission of soul energy. At this time, a dagger blade with a dark body lay quietly in his hand, glowing with a faint blue cold light in the thick night.

Gently infused with soul energy, a faint red light suddenly appeared on the surface of the dagger, and a wisp of warm breath floated out.

"Sure enough, it's a good weapon, haha!" Qin Tao laughed loudly, feeling happy in his heart.

The ghostly light is cold, and the blunt is the edge, so the dagger is named "cold edge". The prototype of the machine spirit has been refined, and its only feature is that it has the scorching effect of fire, which can unleash flames while piercing the enemy's body.

Zhou Ling stroked his beard, smacked his tongue and said with a slight judgment: "Tao'er, you have completely mastered the essence of the Pure Fire Sect, and at present, you can already compare with the third-level smelters, and you are stronger than them. ”

"Oh, Grandpa Bing, this smelter also has a rank?" Qin Tao couldn't help but ask curiously.

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