In the next five days, Wang Yaoxi will use the image disc to replay the process of the ancestors' refining, Wang Changsheng and the five people watched it carefully, after watching it, they will ask questions, Wang Yaoxi will answer their questions one by one, if they can't answer them, they will watch it again, watch it repeatedly, and discuss it repeatedly.

In the past few days, Wang Changsheng and the five of them have a deeper understanding of refining weapons, which is the benefit of the Immortal Cultivation Family.

If you want to learn a skill, you can buy back the materials and refine it after reading a few relevant classics, and the success rate is extremely low.

Some casual cultivators went into the mountains to hunt demon beasts, tied their lives to their belts, and finally saved some savings, wanting to learn a skill, but because there was no one to guide them, most of them ended in failure, and they used up the savings they had saved with great difficulty, and they had to go back into the mountains to hunt demon beasts.

Early in the morning of this day, after breakfast, Wang Changsheng and the five followed Wang Yaoxi to a two-story red attic.

The red attic was located in a secluded courtyard, and before that, Wang Changsheng had never been there.

"Come with me! You'll be living here from today. ”

Wang Yaoxi pushed open the door and walked in.

The interior of the house is elegantly furnished and spotlessly clean and apparently often cleaned.

On the first floor, there is a basement more than ten zhang in size and more than two people high, the walls and stone slabs are a red stone, and there are three cyan futons on the ground.

"From now on, you will refine the weapon here, today each person has three materials, take turns to refine the weapon, and Mingmei will come first. ”

Wang Yaoxi said, his palm slapped the storage bag, and a blue light flew out of it, the cyan is a cyan copper furnace the size of a zhang, the cyan copper furnace is three feet high, the whole body is round, four legs and two ears, the surface is engraved with a lotus flower, the color of the cyan copper furnace is dull, obviously some years.

In addition to the cyan copper furnace, there are three ingredients, dark iron, iron sand, a bottle of spiritual liquid, three palm-sized pieces of silver wood, three pieces of dough, and an iron mold.

"This Qinglian Ding is a refining furnace handed down from our ancestors, and it is specially for the beginner refining clansmen, Mingmei, you come first! The others are watching from the side, don't speak, so as not to interfere with her refining, I will watch Mingmei refining the whole time." ”

Wang Yaoxi pointed to the cyan copper furnace and the materials on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"Because you just started to learn refining, I let you refine weapons here, observe each other, and point out each other's shortcomings, I don't expect you to be able to refine spiritual weapons today, you learn from each other, and strive to refine spiritual weapons as soon as possible, Mingmei, start refining!"

Wang Mingmei took a deep breath and walked slowly in front of Qinglian Ding.

Wang Changsheng and the four of them held their breath and stared at Wang Mingmei, for fear that they had missed something.

Wang Mingmei did not start refining the weapon immediately, sat down on the futon, closed her eyes and recuperated.

Wang Yaoxi nodded secretly and didn't say anything.

Half an hour later, Wang Mingmei opened her eyes and began to refine the weapon.

She put a piece of silver needle wood under the Qinglian Ding, lit it, and casually pasted a piece of dough on the Qinglian Ding.

Time passed little by little, and the dough slowly turned from white to yellow, and when a wisp of burnt breath wafted into Wang Mingmei's nose, she hit the Qinglian Ding with a trick.

The cyan lotus on the surface of the Qinglian Ding suddenly lit up, and in a muffled sound, the lid automatically flew up and landed on the ground.

She threw the dark iron into the Ding furnace, and rolled her sleeves into the Ding Lid, which flew up and slowly closed.

After doing all this, she recited the spell in her mouth, pinched the trick with both hands and flicked it endlessly, and one after another the spell continued to enter the Qinglian Ding.

Half an hour later, she poured the iron sand into the furnace.

After more than a quarter of an hour, the fire subsided.

Twenty breaths later, the flame was extinguished.

Wang Mingmei put the mold at the bottom of the Qinglian Ding, and a magic trick hit the top of the Qinglian Ding, with a muffled sound, the cyan lotus rotated sixty degrees, revealing a small hole, and a stream of crimson molten iron flowed out of the hole and fell into the mold.

The molds are made of special materials and are very heat-resistant.

After a while, the molten iron became solid and its color turned black.

Wang Changsheng and the four of them didn't dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing Wang Mingmei.

Wang Mingmei exhaled lightly, picked up the porcelain bottle, and shook it slightly, and a ball of cyan liquid flew out of it and was suspended in mid-air.

She pinched the tricks with her ten fingers, and one after another spells hit the cyan liquid.

The cyan liquid tumbled and deformed as if it were a living thing.

"Condensation. ”

Wang Mingmei snorted softly, and the formula changed.

After a blur of cyan liquid, it turned into two mysterious characters.

"Go. ”

She pressed her fingers into the mold slightly, and the two cyan characters spun around, and in a flash they sank into the solidified iron.

The iron suddenly shone brightly, and the whole body turned cyan.

Wang Mingmei took out a palm-sized cyan gourd from her sleeve, poured some water from it, and poured it on top of the cyan iron.

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound, and a large white mist rose from the surface of the iron.

After a while, the mist cleared, and a cyan short knife appeared in the mold.

Wang Mingmei was immediately overjoyed, took out the cyan short knife, and looked through it carefully.

"The fifth aunt is really powerful, she succeeded in refining the weapon for the first time. ”

Wang Changhuan was greatly envious.

Wang Mingtong said solemnly: "The spirit weapon is not successful when it is refined, it also depends on the quality, if there is a crack on the knife body, it still can't be sold." ”

"Seventh Uncle, take a look, how about the Qingyue Knife I refined?"

Wang Mingmei suppressed the excitement in her heart and handed the cyan short knife to Wang Yaoxi.

Wang Yaoxi took the cyan short knife, looked through it carefully, nodded and praised:

"Yes, it seems that during this period of study, Mingmei learned very carefully, but after all, you are refining for the first time, you are inexperienced, there are a few small cracks on the handle, it should be when you are refining, you are too anxious to make mistakes, you are refining for the first time, it is already very good to be able to do this, take a break, recall the refining process just now, and then continue refining." ”

He looked at Wang Changsheng and the four of them, and ordered: "Don't be idle, think back to the process of refining the weapon just now, if you can be inspired, it will be great, and it will be your turn later." ”

Wang Changsheng and the four of them agreed one after another, and their faces showed memories one after another.

After watching Wang Mingmei's process of refining the Qingyue Knife, Wang Changsheng felt a lot and wanted to start refining the weapon immediately.

Wang Mingmei rested for a quarter of an hour and meditated.

After her mana and spirit returned to her best state, Wang Mingmei continued to refine her weapon.

With the experience of the first time, the second refining weapon was obviously much better, there was no crack on the surface of the spirit weapon, the color was bright, and it was a real low-grade spirit weapon.

When refining for the third time, Wang Mingmei Xu was in a hurry, and mispronounced a spell by mistake, and the spiritual liquid used to engrave the spiritual pattern lost control and scattered on the ground, so he could only take another spiritual liquid.

Wang Mingmei's third refining was also successful, but because of the wrong spell during the period, the time for inscribed the spirit pattern was a little late, and the color of the spirit weapon was a little dull.

In general, Wang Mingmei's performance was very good, and she succeeded in refining three times, and the spirit weapon she refined the second time was the best.

Of course, she can have such a good performance, in addition to her serious study, the back image disc also plays a major role, if it weren't for her repeated watching the ancestor refining weapon, she might not be able to refine the spirit weapon so smoothly.

After Wang Mingmei consumed three materials, it was Wang Mingmei's turn to refine the weapon.

In the first two refining, he either came out of the furnace too quickly, and the material had not completely melted into molten iron, or he was relatively slow when refining, and there were many cracks on the surface of the spiritual weapon, so he failed to refine the spiritual weapon.

Wang Mingcan's performance was a little better, and he succeeded once, but there were some small cracks on the handle, and strictly speaking, it was not qualified.

Wang Changhuan's performance was average, either he didn't grasp the heat enough, he opened the furnace in advance, or he mispronounced the mantra, and he didn't succeed once.

It was Wang Changsheng's turn, he took a deep breath, walked in front of Qinglian Ding, and sat cross-legged on the futon.