After I failed, I became the darling of the entire sect’s genius group.

Upon hearing this, the elder referee showed a trace of sympathy on his face.

Refining a weapon requires a lot of energy, so the cultivation level of the weapon refiners is often not high, and they often die before they can break through to the holy level.

The elder referee spoke:

"You guys wait here for now, I'll go ask His Holiness what he wants."

The old man nodded slowly and shed a few more white hairs.

Soon, the elder referee came back.

"Venerable Xianyi allows you to observe closely."

"Uh..." At this moment, the old man's eyes glowed with the last light, and he made a sound like a gossamer.

"Grandpa, that's great." The girl on the right side of the old man had tears in her eyes.

The young man also wiped away the tears from his eyes and helped the old man into the field.

When they entered the stadium, an old man in gray robe flew towards the stands.

"Your Majesty has said that any weapon refiner of a certain rank can come in and observe."

"What?" Countless spectators were shocked.

Especially the weapon refiners were overjoyed and almost fainted.

……

The venue that had been cleared before was filled with people again at this moment, and half of them were actually gray-haired old men!

In the center of the venue were Ling Feixuan and Venerable Xianyi.

Ling Feixuan placed the Fentian Sword on the anvil, and Venerable Xianyi spoke, explaining to him one by one the key details of refining the holy magic weapon.

The surrounding weapon refiners all held their breath, fearing that they would miss any of the sentences.

After explaining for about a moment, Ling Feixuan finally picked up the hammer.

Venerable Xianyi stretched out his finger and pointed at a spot on the sword.

clang--

Ling Feixuan landed a hammer accurately, and its power was exactly what Venerable Xianyi said!

The scene was soon filled with rhythmic explanations and forging sounds, and the whole process lasted for half an hour.

The last hammer fell.

The Fentian Sword is already covered with fine cracks like spider silk, and the Fentian Sword's level has dropped to that of a mortal weapon.

In the stands, countless swordsmen had their hearts tightened.

Although they all knew that this was a necessary process, they still couldn't bear to see a sword destroyed.

The shining Sky-Splitting Sword has turned into a dirty gray-green color at this moment, and it is full of cracks.

The second step is to practice!

Ling Feixuan spit out starry red flames and wrapped the cracked Tianfen Sword in it.

He possesses the best fire spirit root, and he has a considerable affinity for fire. He can feel all the changes in the split sword when the red flames of the stars burn it.

Under the burning of the strange fire, traces of black smoke came out.

It wasn't until there was no more black smoke that Ling Feixuan wiped the sweat from his head. This step seemed simple, but the energy consumed in it was terrifying.

After he finished, even Venerable Xianyi nodded appreciatively. Ling Feixuan was good at controlling fire.

After Ling Feixuan wiped his sweat, his eyes turned to the seventh-turn meteor falling iron on the side table.

He very carefully used the cutting knife and the strange fire to knock off a small part of the fallen iron from the seventh-turn meteor that was less than the top of his fingertips.

The cutting knife itself is also a mid-level magic weapon, but after completing all this, it was broken.

Ling Feixuan immediately wrapped this small piece of meteorite iron with Xingmiao red flame and refined it.

This process lasted for a full three moments before the falling iron from the meteorite turned into a red sphere.

Ling Feixuan controlled the sphere and made contact with the still-fiery Fentian Sword.

A magical scene appeared. The molten ball of fallen iron from the meteorite actually disappeared.

Ling Feixuan knew that the fallen iron did not disappear, but penetrated into the fine cracks on the Fentian Sword and merged with it.

Later, Ling Feixuan will use strange fire to integrate the remaining materials into the Fentian Sword.

"boom!"

Ling Feixuan tempered the red-hot Dividing Heaven Sword into the spiritual spring, and countless drops of liquid immediately jumped out.

Venerable Xianyi waved his hand, and all these droplets disappeared.

At this time, Ling Feixuan had taken out the cooled Fentian Sword and placed it on the stage.

Ling Feixuan became a little nervous and took the last step.

Now, he needs to inject spiritual power into the tempered Fentian Sword.

The previous hammer had already shattered the original spiritual power circuit of the Fentian Sword, causing the spiritual power to escape, so it needed to be re-injected.

He closed his eyes and recalled the knowledge taught by Venerable Xianyi just now. Then, he exerted strength in his hands and penetrated his spiritual power into them!

Venerable Xianyi showed a look of relief. Ling Feixuan has a good understanding, and he actually mastered the key points in one go.

After about an hour, the infusion of spiritual power was completed.

The moment the concentration was completed, the gray-green Fentian Sword suddenly glowed with a divine light.

At the same time, a surging spiritual vortex formed in the sky, sucking the spiritual energy of the surrounding world into it, and finally injected it into the Tianfen Sword!

"The holy steps have been completed, a gift from God!" Several powerful people on the stands said in shock.

Most of the rest of the audience saw this kind of ground for the first time and were extremely excited.

This is the first time they have seen this strange phenomenon!