However, to Han Fei's surprise, the great sword in the spirit furnace did not turn into a puddle of molten iron and flow to the bottom of the furnace, it seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, although it did melt into a shiny red molten metal at the high temperature, it still maintained the shape of the sword.

The scene was rather eerie, and the melted Mithril and Obsidian powder at the same time quickly dissolved into the molten iron.

After about two or three minutes, Fuji Takuhai raised his right palm and patted the furnace body on the spirit furnace, his left hand still maintained the posture of grasping nothing, and the flames in the furnace gradually dimmed, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Han Fei saw some doorways, at the beginning, Teng Takuhai slapped the spirit weapon furnace to open the fire spirit magic array to refine the great sword, and added two rare materials, and then used his own spiritual fire to combine them together.

From the posture of his left palm, it can be seen that some kind of air control sword was used during the smelting process, so that the sword body could remain in its original state.

The internal skill has been practiced to a high and profound realm, and he can also release volleys to attack the enemy or take objects, but Han Fei asked himself that even if he returned to the realm of the four heavens of the Xuanmen Life and Death Secret in the past, he would not be able to control the big sword in the refining furnace so delicately like Teng Takuhai, and it was estimated that Teng Takuhai used some kind of secret technique of the creator, just like that strange spiritual fire.

The furnace fire disappeared, and the big sword slowly cooled down from red to silver white, and the appearance was no different from when it was first put into the furnace, but the color of the sword body changed from black and gray to silver and white, and the cold light was already a sharp murder weapon!

"After the spiritual fire is refined, the last impurities in the refined iron are removed, and the effect of Mithril is added, so there is no need to polish it!" Fuji Takuhai retracted his left palm and said lightly: "This heavy sword can already withstand the infusion of fighting energy, but it is not yet a real spiritual weapon. ”

He reached out and pulled the hot heavy sword straight out of the furnace and plunged it into a nearby barrel.

The barrel more than one meter high was filled with a full black liquid, and the heavy sword was silent when it was immersed in it, which was obviously a special quenching liquid.

After the heavy sword was quenched and cooled, Fuji Takumi casually took a dirty rag from the wooden platform and carefully wiped the heavy sword, and the edge of the sword body was more conspicuous and eye-catching.

"The first step is completed, and the next step is to engrave the spirit pattern on the sword, so that it can have the effect of increasing the power of the fighting spirit. Fuji Takukai said as he placed the heavy sword on the wooden platform and placed it.

Ignoring Han Fei, he pulled over a wooden chair and sat down, then picked one out of the row of crystal bottles placed on the wooden platform and placed it next to the heavy sword.

This crystal crystal bottle is about the size of a fist, and you can clearly see that it contains half a bottle of red and blood-like liquid, a white goose feather is inserted into the mouth of the bottle, and the capillary is immersed in the liquid in the bottle.

It looked like an ordinary bottle of writing ink with a quill pen, but Han Fei knew that it would definitely not be that simple.

Sure enough, after Fuji Takumi finished preparing, he explained: "The samurai who ordered this spirit weapon cultivates fire-based fighting energy, so the spirit pattern engraved on my sword body must also be a fire pattern, and this bottle contains the blood of the second-order spirit beast Fire Vulture, which matches the fire pattern exactly." ”

"This pen is made with the feathers of the second-order spirit beast Silver Feather Swan, and it is able to absorb the blood of various low-order spirit beasts. ”

After saying that, he picked up the swan feather that was full of flamingo's blood, and the tip of the pen gently landed on the heavy sword sword!

At the moment when he put down his pen, Han Fei, who was waiting with bated breath, found that his mentor seemed to be a completely different person.

When he was smelting the heavy sword just now, Teng Tuohai was extremely skillful in a series of movements, and when it came to the step of drawing the spirit pattern that seemed to be simple, he looked like he was facing the enemy with all his energy, and it seemed that this step was much more difficult than the previous one.

After putting down the pen, Teng Takuhai's movements became smooth, and he used the swan pen to draw a series of spirit patterns on the body of the heavy sword that Han Fei couldn't understand at all, and every time he completed the drawing of a spirit pattern, he immediately inserted the swan pen into the crystal bottle and reabsorbed the blood before putting down the pen.

As soon as the flaming vulture's blood fell on the sword, it made a light "zizi" sound, and at the same time a faint white smoke rose out, which obviously had a strong corrosive effect, so the tip of the pen left obvious etching marks on the sword body.

It turns out that this is the carved spirit pattern! Han Fei's eyes looked at it without blinking, and his interest in the creator in his heart became even stronger.

As time passed, half a vial of flaming vulture blood was quickly consumed, and almost all of the body of the heavy sword was covered with complex spirit patterns, adding a bit of mystery to this sharp sword.

After drawing a circle of spirit patterns on the front of the heavy sword gauntlet, Fuji Takumi finally put away the swan pen, and at this time only a thin layer of blood remained in the crystal bottle.

After seeing the pen, Teng Takuhai was silent for a long time, and Han Fei couldn't help but ask, "Mentor, are you done?"

Fuji Takuhai raised his head and glared at him, then pointed to the two places in the middle of the sword body that were not engraved with spirit patterns and said: "The last step, write the ancient spirit text in these two places and stimulate the power of the flame, which can be regarded as truly completed." ”

"But you don't have to look at the last step, go back to the workshop, and come back to me when you can forge a qualified thousand forged fine iron!"

Han Fei was so depressed that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, from the beginning of the smelting to the current engraving spirit pattern, he was completely attracted by the eye-opening, and he was itching to see what this spirit weapon would look like when it was finally completed, but he didn't expect to be kicked out in the last crucial step.

It's like going to chuang with your girlfriend, the foreplay is enough, and when the blood of the beast is boiling and preparing to enter the port, I didn't expect my girlfriend to suddenly tell you that your aunt is here, what an embarrassing word!

It's just that Han Fei dared to protest with Teng Takuhai, so he could only leave the room in a huff, and cursed this hateful old guy a thousand times in his heart!

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