Shattered.

Looking at the fragments that fell into the refining furnace little by little, Chen Weiming was stunned for a while, and his joy was swept away. He was motionless for a long time, and suddenly sat on the ground without strength.

The feeling of falling from heaven to hell is so uncomfortable, like a wonderful hope looming at hand, the moment you catch it, you find it...... It's a bubble.

He didn't understand what he was wrong, all the steps were done according to Wu Zidao, without a trace of error, or even better. Having cultivated the Eye of Truth and the Thousand Gods and Thousands of Senses, he has a more innate advantage than Wu Zidao.

What was wrong, Chen Weiming was depressed for a moment, and suddenly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to breathe. At the same time, all the consciousnesses work together, constantly thinking about each other.

From refining, to billets, to branding...... Every link is analyzed as much as possible. He did do it in the way of Wu Zidao, but he used a lot of methods that he conceived. He could be sure that most of the methods were not wrong, and they could even make the treasure even better.

It should be a certain link, I didn't think about it, a little bit of a problem, and as a result, I lost all the games and had nothing. This is the refining weapon, and if you are not careful, the result will be completely different.

Refining...... If you regard the magic weapon, or this long sword, as a life, then the whole process of yourself is creating it. From unconsciousness to becoming a new life, although the whole process does have countless possibilities, it is also an extremely rigorous process, and there can be no mistakes.

Maybe this is the same as your own cultivation, whatever the future holds, everything is possible, but as long as you are not careful, maybe it will be a catastrophe...... Chen Weiming didn't know why, and suddenly a few divine senses thought about it so inexplicably, thinking about his own life and his future.

I thought about it a lot, I thought about it for a long time, and I thought aimlessly, as if I had thought of a lot of things, but suddenly it was blank.

I don't know how long I have been meditating and meditating, Chen Weiming suddenly felt a shock in his heart and thought of a possibility.

The shattering of the long sword may not be due to other reasons, but because he has imprinted it with too many dao patterns. His foundation in alchemy is very poor, but he knows a lot about advanced alchemy.

Whether it is the books in the Langya library or the books in other places, there is one thing: some materials can only withstand certain special patterns, and if those materials are forcibly branded with other patterns, there is a chance that the magic weapon will be damaged.

Although this is not the case at the moment, there are similarities. The material of that longsword is really poor, it can be said to be the lowest grade material. Such a material may bear two or three kinds of patterns at most, but he forcibly gave it thirty kinds of patterns.

The refining tool is like cultivation, bearing the tempering of the flames little by little, and slowly becoming stronger. And he is tantamount to using a force that is too strong beyond too much, directly destroying everything.

This is an unbearable weight, just like using a blank piece of paper to hold up dozens of tons of iron ore, unless there is a special way to change the structure of the white paper, into a similar magic weapon, otherwise it is impossible to do it.

And now, I can't change the material itself, so that kind of thinking is wrong.

If refining is like this, what about himself? Chen Weiming's heart moved inexplicably. Li Qinglian and Fu Xi left a terrifying task for themselves, which was not something they could complete at all, at least they didn't have to think about it now.

If you care too much about this matter, you may be crushed by the thoughts in your heart before you grow up. Some things, if you are too concerned and too persistent, will become a demonic obstacle, fall into it, and you can't get out, let alone be strong.

After thinking about it a lot, and feeling that the condition of his body had recovered almost completely, Chen Weiming didn't want to waste time, so he stood up again. Take a deep breath, sweep away the distractions in your mind, put the ore into the refining furnace, and start again.

The same process has already been done, and it is familiar with the road, all the way to the branding of the road pattern. Having learned a lesson, this time Chen Weiming no longer thought about branding more Dao patterns, and decided on two quantities: the Wind Dao Pattern and the Gravity Dao Pattern.

One increases the speed, while the other reduces the weight to make it faster. However, when he was branding the Dao pattern, Chen Weiming suddenly had another thought in his heart.

He wasn't actually sure if the Wind Dao Pattern could make this long sword fly, after all, there were so many people who cultivated the Wind Dao Pattern, and there were very few who could fly before the Void Netherworld, only the Wind Chimes did it, and then secretly learned it himself.

Maybe you can engrave the pattern in another way...... Chen Weiming immediately moved, and used his spiritual power to engrave the patterns on the blank, not simply distributed, but according to the operation mode of the Wind Wings, the entire operation of the veins began to be burned according to the law.

It was between the manipulations that he suddenly felt the Mud Pill Palace move, and the Wanyan Dao Wheel actually flew out by itself. Before it could be controlled, the thing rushed directly into the refining furnace.

Chen Weiming gasped in his heart, this was an extremely important treasure for him, if something went wrong, it would be troublesome.

But it was too late to control it, and I saw the Wanyan Dao Wheel circling in the refining furnace, falling one after another with a gentle Xuanguang, pouring on the Dao patterns that had been engraved on the long sword. A little bit passed, like rain.

When the Xuanguang of Wanyan Dao Wheel was collected and was manipulated by Chen Weiming to withdraw it into his body, something strange happened. The wind path pattern on the long sword emitted bursts of light, as if a divine object flickered, extremely mysterious.

What's more interesting is that only the Wind Dao pattern is like this, but the gravity Dao pattern has no reaction.

What's going on? What does it mean? Chen Weiming's mind was blank and he couldn't figure it out. And the refining tool had already reached the last step, and there was no time for him to think more, so he immediately introduced more flames, burned brightly, and began the final step of smelting.

Time passed little by little, Chen Weiming didn't dare to be careless at all, concentrated, paid attention to every detail of the smelting, and also watched the changes in the long sword bit by bit.

A full five hours passed, and when the golden light in the refining furnace rushed and the white mist shrouded, it finally ended.

Looking at you, the manufacturer who was slowly hovering in the refining furnace, Chen Weiming took a breath, and his heart hung in his throat. After staring for a moment, not feeling any problems, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the long sword in the refining furnace.

A grasp of it, tightly, pulled out of the refining furnace, and after a few swings without damage, it was determined that the refining was successful.

The long sword was refined, the true qi was running, the heart moved at will, and the heaven and earth vitality around the long sword turned, and the wings condensed by the power of the two winds appeared in the sword body. (To be continued.) )