In front of him was the boiling iron-making furnace, filled with reddish molten slurry, and a raging wave of heat emanated from it.

With these words, some of the entourages directly took out all the refining herbs, the Seven Star Xuantie, the Bauhinia Yanlin, the Nine Mile Incense, and the Tianxuan Holy Water......

They placed the 100-person platform in the center, where everyone was around the platform, and the ten people who had been riding left their seats at the same time and joined the race.

Everyone sat in a circle, and what appeared around them was the red flame, and the spirit and spirit were all promoted to the best, you must know that to practice a weapon, not only needs the time, but also the location, and more importantly, people, because the ultimate controller of the weapon is people.

"Everyone, it's time to play!"

The moment the voice fell, Chu Haotian's body burned with purple flames, which seemed to be a small cluster of fire bursting out from the depths of hell, although it was smaller, it really made the souls of everyone present fearful.

He picked up a part of the seven-star dark iron, and did not use the fire-like molten slurry in the refining furnace, but directly surrounded the purple flame around his body, as if he had devoured the dark iron.

At this time, he picked up a heavy hammer, which seemed to have double runes on it, which was a spiritual weapon.

Raised high, with the heavy blow of the hand, the sound of metal striking resounded all around, and there were sparks splashing everywhere.

The sound of metal striking is like a beautiful melody, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, but the sequence seems to be constantly striking according to a specific law. Surrounded by the purple, the black iron collided with a little ignition-colored spark, sometimes upward, sometimes downward!

At this time, Chu Houtian was completely immersed in this iron smelting, and this beautiful voice sounded in his ears, his hands seemed to be full of power and constantly collided, and his whole body and mind seemed to be immersed in this wonderful scene.

At this time, what was formed in his mind was a sword, a sword that he wanted to practice, and the spiritual power on his body naturally burst out, as if it was about to merge into this dark iron.

And the sound of other people's iron-making knocking completely isolated himself, as if he was independent of the world, he seemed to be able to feel the percussion of this dark iron in every place, the strength of every collision, every angle, and the control of the strength was completely arbitrary!

At this time, he was quietly watching from a distance on the top of a mountain, he was wearing khaki clothes, a golden hammer carved on his chest, and a white beard showed his age and a kind of majesty.

At this time, he stroked his long beard, and his old eyes couldn't help but show surprise, "It's rare, it's rare to be able to reach such a state at such a young age!

At this time, another person appeared next to him, he stood behind the bearded man, his throat couldn't help but tremble, "Family master, is this ....... the unity of man and machine?"

The unity of man and machine, like the unity of heaven and man, is a realm that he accidentally enters in the refining of weapons, just like a mysterious epiphany, a realm that can be encountered and cannot be found, and it also represents the talent of this person in refining weapons.

Once you enter this realm, there will only be one thing in your heart, no one can interfere with it, and the weapon you refine will be completely one with the soul of its refiner, and the power you use will be at least twice that of others.

The important thing is that the weapon cultivated on this realm can really exceed the weapon pattern that it was originally at the level it is in, because the master has reached some kind of agreement with the weapon, which is equivalent to the integration of the two, and the qi automatically becomes the accessory of the master, so it can accommodate more weapon patterns.

The old man stopped stroking his beard in his hand, looked at the figure with deep eyes, and a heavy voice sounded, "You read it right, what is the origin of this person, he must have been in contact with refining weapons before, go find out!"

"Yes, Master!" the man immediately retreated and disappeared.

"Interesting, maybe this year's session will be able to end this reincarnation of our Shangguan family for so many years, that sword, can this person pull it out?" The tone was full of melancholy, and there seemed to be some kind of helplessness.

At this time, Chu Haotian seemed to remember when he was a child when he had just learned to refine weapons, and he kept teaching, when he was only twelve years old and had just stepped into the path of martial arts, but because of family reasons, he also had a little interest in refining weapons.

"Tian'er, my father will teach you refining now, but you must first understand that refining is equivalent to refining, just like a gem, it needs to be carved continuously to produce that crystal clear white diamond, and the process of removing impurities is quenching. ”

"In the same way, our refining weapon is to turn the originally colliding iron weapon into a sharp weapon, but every martial artist may have countless weapons with his life, but the weapons created by himself are often the most suitable for himself. Do you understand why?"

"Because the weapon also has its own soul, people call it the soul, only a weapon with a soul can be called a real weapon, and the process of practicing qi is also equivalent to the formation of the soul!"

"You must be one with this weapon, so that it can become your friend, your comrade-in-arms, and face the dangerous ordeal with you, remember, when you refine the weapon, you are getting the approval of the weapon. ”

"Only when the soul is recognized, the man and the machine are one, and a weapon is truly yours. ”

I unconsciously recalled my father's teachings, he regarded this weapon in his hand as his friend, and every stroke seemed to be a collision of hearts, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction, telling him what he wanted me to express, that is, the collision of hearts and minds, the exchange of hearts!

A little bit of starlight sprinkled around, and the little fire seemed to touch his skin, and the sound of the collision became more and more intense, as if it was catharsis for all the painful things that had happened to him recently.

At this time, Xuantie is constantly joining, it seems to be endless, picking up and joining at will, without the slightest rhythm of refining, as if it is adding and adding!

And the referee looked at this scene, his face twitched, this guy didn't want spirit stones in front of Xuantie, right? How can it be used like this? Do you think that the heavier the weapon, the stronger the power?

Look at how mysterious you are dressed, and the impenetrable flames, I think you are a peerless talent, and you can't really be a hairy boy who has just debuted!

And the people watching below were also a little frightened, "Can the sword created by this guy be able to hold it?"

"That's right, looking at the amount of dark iron he added, there should be more than 10,000 catties, and he has to wait at home for a while, whether he can afford it is a question?"

"I think this guy is a fool, I don't know that the important thing about the spirit weapon is the function of the weapon pattern, not the weight of the sword itself, this can't be a plan to rub the equipment!"

There was a lot of talk around him, it seemed that there was some incredulity for his actions, but more of that contempt.

In the end, it was trained into steel, and the originally invisible Xuantie tracked and refined a black Xuantie sword, which seemed to have about 100,000 catties in his hand.

And Chu Haotian didn't know everything about the outside world, so he instinctively chose another kind of equipment, Xingluo Fan!

Naturally, it was sprinkled all over the body, like a gourmet pick, and in an instant, purple light rose, like a star flame, burst out in an instant, and exploded from the inside out like a mushroom cloud in an instant.

At this critical moment, Chu Haotian directly took out the handful of Xuantie that had been polished, it should not be a Xuanjian.

It was pitch black, but the shape of the sword that he already had, about half a meter long, was surrounded by that kind of sharpness, and it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in his hand, and it was condensed in it, but there was a sharpness that could sharpen the tip of the sword.

At the moment of pulling it out, that day, the Xuansheng Water was randomly taken out and sprinkled all over the body, pouring down like the water of the Milky Way, "Huh...... ......Shh

In an instant, the purple flame dissipated, a huge amount of water vapor evaporated out, and the surrounding temperature instantly increased, and the whole thing was like a furnace, and a lot of sweat appeared on his face.

The white Heavenly Xuan Holy Water is so pure, it seems to be able to wash everything, and where it is sprinkled, the black Xuantian Iron is constantly transforming, turning into white, not pure white like snow, but revealing a sharp silver white.