Chapter 18: The Blade of Light

"What I want to refine this time is a high-grade magic weapon thin light blade, a water attribute magic weapon, the sword body is slender, such as flashing water and thin light, it is generally used as a women's sword, presumably used by Hong Lao's juniors.

Mr. Hong was thoughtful and afraid that I would fail, so he prepared two materials for me. But we have to do our best to get it right the first time. ”

Ye Lao pointed to the materials on the table and said.

"These pieces are chrome silver stone, which is the main material for refining this thin blade. Chromite is extremely hard and has a relatively high melting temperature, which generally takes three or four hours to melt.

This small piece is Mithril, Mithril is softer, but it has the strongest fusion ability, and it is the most commonly used subsidiary material, which can replace many materials, and can generally be used to refine high-level magic weapons, so the price is expensive.

This small piece is no more than the size of a thumb, and it costs three or four hundred gold, which can be said to be the most expensive in this pile of materials. Uncle Ye pointed to the materials on the table and introduced them to Liangchen.

"Three or four hundred gold! so expensive!" Liangchen couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly.

"This bottle contains the spiritual water of the Leopard Spring in the Thorn Forest, which is connected to the underground spiritual water source spring, which leads to the essence of the sun and the moon, which continues for thousands of years, and often gushes all year round, and the Yuhua Spring in the Western Regions and the Immortal Spring in the Endless Desert are all necessary materials for refining the magic weapon of water attributes. Ye Lao pointed to a mutton fat jade bottle on the table and said.

"What is this?" Ye Liangchen asked, pointing to another bottle.

"It's the blood of the Devil's Swordfish. The low-level demon beast in the water monster, but the speed is extremely fast, the mouth is long and pointed, and when it swims quickly, it is like an arrow off the string, so it is called the magic swordfish.

After refining with the blood of this demon, the speed of the flying sword can be greatly increased. Uncle Ye explained carefully.

In this way, Uncle Ye introduced all the materials used, and told some points that need to be paid attention to when refining and his past experience, and more than an hour passed.

Ye Lao looked at the fire tripod in the center of the leyline fire, his whole body was already fiery red, and after waiting for a while, the fire tripod slowly darkened again, and the two fire snakes seemed to be about to come back to life.

"The first step has been completed, and now the material can be smelted. Ye Lao said.

As he spoke, Ye Lao waved his long sleeves, and a ray of light wrapped in three fist-sized chrome silver stones on the table flew into the ding.

After about an hour, there was no sign of melting in the chrome silver stone in Dingzhong, but it became more and more dazzling and bright.

After another hour, the chrome silver stone began to melt, and after half an hour, the three chrome silver stones finally slowly melted into a ball, turning into a large drop of water that seemed to be plated with silver.

The silver beads kept rolling, and a trace of black impurities emerged during the process. Later, there were fewer and fewer black threads, until finally no other impurities were overflowed, and the silver beads became smaller.

Ye Lao waved out another ray of light and put Mithril into the tripod.

As soon as Mithril fell into the ding, it made a "crackling" sound,

The sound lasted for about an hour before it faded away. As the sound faded, Mithril, the size of a thumb, was a third smaller.

"Mithril is mostly produced in nitrate mines, so it usually has a little nitrate, and this crackling sound is the reaction when nitrate is burned.

According to the nitrate content, the quality of Mithril can be judged, and the quality of this piece of Mithril should be the lowest, with a large content, and a small half of it has been refined. ”

Ye Lao controlled the flame to wrap Mithril while explaining to Ye Liangchen.

Two hours passed like this, and the Mithril still showed no signs of melting, and Liangchen waited a little anxiously, pacing left and right in the room.

Ye Lao saw that Liangchen was a little impetuous, and slowly explained:

"This Mithril is the hardest to melt, and it usually takes four or five hours. ”

"So long!" Liangchen sighed secretly.

"People who refine weapons are most afraid of impetuousness, and they must have a normal heart. No matter what materials are refined, no matter what level of treasure is refined, you must have a normal heart, and if your heart is unstable, your instrument will be unstable.

Do you know that the powerful people in this world are like carp crossing the river, but there are so few refiners, why?" asked Uncle Ye.

"I don't know. Liangchen replied.

"Practicing the law, cultivating is dantian mana. Refining the body, cultivating the skin and muscles. And refining weapons is cultivating a heart. A strong and quiet heart!

Mana can be accumulated by pills, and the body can be exercised diligently, but the state of mind can only be slowly comprehended by oneself. It is necessary to like refining weapons from the heart, and experience every process of refining tools with your heart, not only to pursue the joy of practicing the magic weapon!

If you can't, you won't be able to get far on this road. ”

Uncle Ye spoke slowly, as if he was deliberately cooperating with this passage.

But listening to Liangchen's ears, it is like a heavy hammer beating a drum.

"Yes! For so long, I have been thinking about how to earn spiritual gold and how to refine magic weapons to strengthen myself. Learning refining from Uncle Ye was also a choice made after considering a lot of pros and cons.

Because his mana has not been able to improve for a long time, he just started refining it as an attempt. If you want to say you like it, you can't talk about it at all.

How far can you go with such a self?"

Liangchen thought secretly in his heart, and unconsciously shed a cold sweat.

He thought of the past, remembered the persistence for so long, and thought that the unknown road was still so long.

"Where do I go from here?"

In confusion, he looked at the raging fire enveloping the twin snake fire tripods, Ye Lao looked at the Mithril in the tripod with a quiet and peaceful expression against the backdrop of the flames, his eyes were soft as if he was looking at his beloved things, and his heart moved.

"Since you can't see anything in the future and fate, and you have chosen this path of refining, then you will go on the road you have chosen!"

He seemed to have been infected by Ye Lao, and seemed to have received some enlightenment, so he secretly made up his mind to make a decision.

"Liangchen has been taught, Uncle Xie Ye has woken up!"

As he finished saying this, the temperament of the whole person suddenly underwent a subtle change, as if he had been reborn as a person.

Liangchen bowed deeply to Uncle Ye, and then slowly sat down cross-legged beside Uncle Ye, and began to look at the material in Dingzhong like Uncle Ye, paying attention to the slightest change in it.

Instead of pacing back and forth like just now, impatiently focusing on when the material will melt and when the next process can be carried out, memorizing the characteristics of the material and the time it takes to melt.

Uncle Ye looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, Ye Liangchen can be regarded as truly embarking on the path of refining!

The blazing flames shone on the figures of the uncle and nephew, casting two huge shadows on the wall, and the shadows were more than enough.

After two hours, Mithril finally began to melt, and finally turned into a small silver orb.

At this time, Uncle Ye began to control the Mithril to approach the big silver bead melted by the chrome silver stone, and the two gently touched each other, as if the big bead kissed the small bead, but this kiss was half an hour, and the mythril finally merged with the chrome silver stone.

"Although the two are integrated, the distribution of materials is not uniform, so it is still necessary to control the flame calcination and constantly control the rolling of the silver beads, so it takes about an hour. Ye Lao said.

In this way, while explaining, while refining the sword, although this sword is small, the refining speed is even slower.

It took Ye Lao nearly five hours to slowly refine that silver bead into a slender short sword.

The sword is about two feet long, three fingers wide, as thin as a piece of paper, and the body of the sword is as white and dazzling as fish scales.

Ye Lao then waved his hand, and the bottle of quenching agent configured with Leopard Spring Water and Demon Swordfish Beast Blood flew towards the sword.

"Water and fire are incompatible, and the magic weapon of water attribute has higher requirements for quenching temperature, which is extremely difficult to control. Therefore, the quenching time is also longer than that of other attribute magic weapons. ”

Ye Lao pointed to the jade bottle as he spoke, and saw that the jade bottle was slightly tilted, dripping out a drop of spiritual liquid, which fell on the thin light blade,

With a sound of "Z-", a wisp of pale red mist splashed, and the sword seemed to feel the cold light flowing.

A surprising scene appeared, the splattering mist seemed to be sucked back by an invisible force.

Liangchen seemed to feel that the sword was a living creature in a trance, and he was opening his mouth to inhale the mist, and the temperature in the room was also a little cooler with the mist being inhaled into the sword.

Then another drop rolled down, a trace of mist, a cold light flowing, a trace of temperature dropping.

This was repeated repeatedly, as if time had stopped, and I don't know how long it took for the spiritual liquid in the bottle to drip out.

As the last drop of the ichor was gone, the temperature in the room had dropped to about half of what it had been when the smelting began.

And the sword, which was as thin as a piece of paper, I don't know if it was an illusion, he felt as if it was much fuller.

Knowing that the critical time was coming, Liangchen and Ye Lao looked at the Dingzhong Sword intently.

After only half a cup of tea, a burst of cold light suddenly flashed across the sword body, and the flames in the Ding Zhong seemed to be slapped by an invisible giant hand, and it seemed to have been splashed with a bucket of cold water.

There was a muffled sound of "poof-", which was half shorter in an instant, and the air temperature suddenly dropped a lot!

It was only for a moment, and then the flames flew up again.

"Is this done?"

Liangchen asked.