Wang An naturally did not have Jiang Wenhao's ability to remove impurities in the air, he could only make full use of the magic technique and the power of divine consciousness to refine the impurities of the materials.

This furnace has a built-in esoteric auxiliary formation, and the impurities that have been eliminated automatically disperse to the periphery.

As Wang An cast the spell, the color of the solution in the furnace gradually darkened, and finally turned into a liquid that shimmered with silver rays.

At this time, Wang An's face was not heavy, and as soon as he shook his left hand, there was a heavy stone spoon in his hand.

I saw that his shot was like electricity, as soon as the stone spoon entered the furnace, his wrist turned over and all the liquid was scooped up by Wang An.

Jiang Wenhao, who was beside him, had already prepared a mold for Wang An, and the solution entered the mold, and it suddenly turned into a sword shape.

After entering the cold pool to cool down, Wang An polished the sword again, and then opened the front, and a world-class Xuantie sword was completed.

Seeing that Wang An had completed all the steps in an orderly manner, Jiang Wenhao and Han Qinsheng were not much surprised. The next step is to engrave runes for the Xuantie Sword, and the sealing array is the most important thing, only in this way can the Xuantie Sword be transformed into a magic weapon or a higher-level weapon;

I saw Wang An solemnly glance at the Xuantie Sword in his hand, and then threw the sword into the air, and the sword was quietly suspended in the air.

The next moment, Wang An had words in his mouth, and with a pinch of his ten fingers, a rune flashed with a mysterious light and flew towards the sword body, each rune seemed to be perfectly combined with the sword body, looking magical.

"Hehe, not bad, not bad!" Jiang Wenhao saw Wang An accurately engrave mysterious runes on the sword, and nodded with a satisfied smile.

After carving the runes, Wang An's magic trick changed, and he began to arrange a magic circle on the body of the sword.

"Support, Vajra ......"

"Hey, this kid actually knows how to form a formation!" Jiang Wenhao watched as Wang An skillfully carved the Xuantie Sword into the magic array.

"It's two magic circles, and this is already a qualified low-level magic weapon. Han Qinsheng said with a moving face.

As soon as his words fell, a white light flashed on the sword body, and the next moment there was a faint coercion.

"Tsk, it's amazing!" Jiang Wenhao was surprised when he saw this scene on the side. "Four prohibitions, intermediate-level magic weapons, looking like this is not his limit. Old Han, why don't you let him be my disciple?"

"Impossible! Do you want to talk to me?" Han Qinsheng looked at Jiang Wenhao with his eyebrows raised, and opened a big posture if he didn't agree with each other.

At this moment, Han Qinsheng's heart was surging, to be honest, he was really scared by Wang An. Which refining apprentice didn't fail in refining weapons for the first time? Even if he succeeded by luck, he would be a low-level magic weapon at most, and how could he be like himself, a registered disciple, whose speed was like a hanging.

The sixth ban was also engraved into the sword body, and Wang An's face was a little more solemn, and at this moment he seemed to feel a trace of pressure.

Wang An took a breath softly, and carved the first stroke of the seventh prohibition with a solemn expression.

The sword body shook slightly, safe and sound.

With Wang An's operation, the light of the sword body flowed, and finally the whole sword trembled, and the silver light was magnificent, and finally returned to calm.

"This is a high-grade magic weapon!" Jiang Wenhao and Han Qinsheng were full of shock, they seemed to be numb to Wang An's repeated miracle behavior.

"Could it be that the ancient bloodline is really so powerful?" Han Qinsheng and Jiang Wenhao glanced at each other, and such a thought invariably popped up in their hearts.

After this Xuantie sword reached the top grade of the magic weapon, Wang An still did not stop the prohibition carved in his hand.

Seventh, eighth...... Everything seemed to fall into place, and Wang An smoothly arranged eight layers of prohibitions on the sword.

After the eight-layer prohibition was completed, Wang An looked at the sword in his hand with satisfaction.

"This kid should have stopped, right?" Jiang Wenhao muttered softly when he saw that Wang An had stopped portraying the prohibition.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang An's fingertips on the other side were full of inspiration, and he continued to carve the prohibition on the sword.

The first rune fell into the sword body, and the sword body buzzed, Wang An's face changed, and then another rune entered......

One rune is engraved on the sword, and the last prohibition is about to be completed.

The sword body shook violently, and a silver light kept flashing on the sword body, and Wang An's face was not shocked, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Buzz!"

As Wang An's last rune fell into the sword, all the runes instantly formed a mysterious magic circle, nine formations and nine forbidden formations were connected to each other, and the sword body suddenly erupted with a powerful aura.

The sword body flashed with silver, and it kept shaking, feeling that this Xuantie sword might explode at any time, and the sword qi around the sword body was fierce, and the chill was pressing.

In a few breaths, the sword qi and silver mangs disappeared in unison, and a three-foot long sword with a glowing halo fell into Wang An's hand.

"Nine formations and nine forbidden, the sword aura is compelling! This is the best magic weapon. Jiang Wenhao shouted with a moved face.

"Apprentice, show it to the teacher. Han Qinsheng couldn't wait to snatch the Xuantie Sword in Wang An's hand.

"Groaning ....."

With a crisp clear sound, the sword erupted in Han Qinsheng's hand, and the chill was overwhelming, and a sword intent that destroyed the world penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Haha, it's really the best magic weapon. Han Qinsheng's eyebrows fluttered and laughed, any magic weapon was garbage in the eyes of a Jindan master, but at this moment, he looked at the magic weapon refined by Wang An, but he had a feeling that he would not change his money.

"Come on, let me see. Jiang Wenhao couldn't help but snatch the sword from Han Qinsheng's hand, and let Han Qinsheng stare at him on the side.

Jiang Wenhao carefully inspected the Xuantie Sword, and couldn't put it down and danced a few sword flowers.

"Sure enough, it is a superb magic weapon, this power and spirituality are already comparable to ordinary spiritual weapons, senior nephew, you are really a material for refining weapons, why don't you refine the weapon with your uncle?" Jiang Wenhao looked at Wang An with malicious intentions and said.

"No, no, the disciple should learn alchemy from the master. Wang An wiped his sweat and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

After speaking, he squinted at Han Qinsheng, only to see that his face was expressionless.

"Haha, do you want you to try refining the spirit weapon?" Jiang Wenhao smiled indifferently, and instead encouraged Wang An to refine the spirit weapon.

"No, the disciple has just refined this magic weapon is already extremely reluctant, and it has also consumed a lot of energy, the disciple was not sure about refining the spirit weapon, and now it is even more inappropriate to try. Wang An's face changed, and he explained again and again.

In fact, he still had some confidence in refining low-level spiritual weapons, but he felt that this was too shocking, so he chose to keep a low profile.

"The disciple has just refined the weapon and has some gains, and when the disciple goes back to comprehend, he will definitely be able to refine the spiritual weapon next time. Wang An continued.

"Well, okay. Jiang Wenhao returned the sword to Wang An with some regret.

"Take this jade slip back and have a good understanding. Jiang Wenhao pondered for a while, and then threw Wang An a simple jade slip.

"Thank you, uncle!" Wang An took the jade slip with a happy face, and then bowed to Jiang Wenhao.

"Master, uncle, the disciple retired first. Wang An then bowed to Han Qinsheng again.

"Go, go back and recuperate!" Han Qinsheng's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.