The Alchemist God

Grandpa Lei Hong, don't peek...

There was a rustling sound coming from outside the stone gate, and Lin Muyu knew that Lei Hong was protecting the Dharma for herself even if she didn't look at it.

Lei Hong smiled without blushing: I bought so much black iron, do you want to cast soldiers? It's a pity that I don't even have a stove. Do you want me to ask someone to move it back for you?

No need, just stop peeping...

Okay, then concentrate on training!

The sound of footsteps went away, and Lei Hong walked away.

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Lin Muyu put down the black iron, and with one hand, he took out the refining treasure tripod. The golden oracle bone script was lingering inside the treasure tripod. This treasure tripod itself has also been cultivated to the top level, and it is simply a treasure in this world!

Weighed the weight of the black iron, and the weapons of the empire are generally very heavy. The weight of swords is generally 10-20 kg. In the words of Zhang Wei and others, it means the weapon is not heavy, and it does not hurt to cut people. A person of Zhang Wei's personality is going to modern times, and he is probably the master of killing people everywhere with a watermelon knife, and is happy to be kind and enmity. Update as soon as possible

I chose a piece of black iron weighing about 20 jin, and threw it casually, and the black iron floated in the refining vessel. After removing impurities, I should be able to leave 15 jin of weight, and 15 jin of a sword is about the same. After all, it is not What kind of long-handled spears, sabers and weapons, if you come with it casually, it will weigh hundreds of catties to scare people to death!

As soon as he exhaled his true energy, flames lingered in the refining vessel, and he quickly began to smelt this piece of black iron. The temperature was extremely high, and the melting speed was also fast. In less than five minutes, this piece of iron was burned into a pile of fiery red iron. The slurry, the iron slurry flows slowly in the refining vessel, controlled by an invisible force, of course, the source of this force is Lin Muyu.

True Qi swelled, and a little bit of starlight flew up from the iron slurry. It was the sublimated part produced by the violent combustion of impurities in the iron slurry. After about ten minutes of refining, it was almost done. This is already quite difficult, Lin Muyu After looking carefully, the high-quality weapons in the weapon shop are actually only less than 90% pure black iron.

The refining of the iron slurry is complete, it's time for the spirit stone!

Lin Muyu casually took out a spirit stone, which is a 700-year-old bluestone beast spirit stone. With a palm lift, the spirit stone fell into the core of the refining treasure tripod, and the flames immediately swallowed it. The process of refining the spirit stone is very simple , the stronger one's own strength is, the faster the refining speed will be. Lin Muyu's strength is already very strong, at least far above the 700-year-old spirit beast.

But at the moment when the spirit stone was completely melted, there was a sudden roar, and a cyan beast leaped out from the refining treasure tripod, raised its sharp claws and swooped at Lin Muyu!

Um!?

He froze for a moment, and hurriedly summoned the martial soul. As soon as the black tortoise shell came out, the beast's sharp claws slammed on the black tortoise shell, and his chest felt slightly hot, but it didn't hurt. Blast the spirit of the beast into the refining vessel. Please come to more and faster chapters.

Ho Ho...

Although the bluestone beast was roaring, its voice became smaller and smaller, and it was annihilated in a pile of iron slurry in a blink of an eye. The beast soul was officially refined, and Lin Muyu was in a cold sweat. The process of the soul will be so dangerous, the beast soul in the spirit stone will actually fight back against the refiner, it's terrible!

At this time, he couldn't help worrying about the next casting. If the beast soul of the 9,000-year-old Huo Jiao fought back, how could he resist it?

It is ridiculous to think of this, no wonder it is difficult for the master craftsmen in this world to forge high-grade weapons. It turns out that there are so many requirements, not only for blacksmithing, but also for strength. It is conceivable that many master craftsmen must have died in the The beast soul counterattacked.

Brother, what kind of sword do you need? Lulu asked with a smile. She is now Lin Muyu's assistant in casting soldiers.

Dozens of hundreds of long swords were quickly transformed into the refining treasure cauldron, all of which were customized by Lulu. Lin Muyu took a casual glance and chose a well-regulated shape, and then, the power in the refining treasure cauldron surged Moving, the invisible force condensed into the shape of a sword mold, and the iron slurry slowly flowed into the invisible sword mold together with the beast soul.

Lin Muyu slowly let go of her true energy, and the refining treasure cauldron instantly cooled down.

Pfft!

The well-shaped long sword fell into the pool on the side, stirring up streams of steam. After nearly half a minute, Lin Muyu reached out and took out the long sword from it. Holding it in his hand, he only felt the light of the sword was clear, so he smiled and said: I don't know how to distinguish the grade of a weapon yet, Lulu, can you?

The little elf puffed out her small chest and said with a confident smile: Brother, this is a seventh-level spiritual weapon. Your first work is a spiritual weapon, not bad!

Ah That's good!

Lin Muyu smiled satisfied. It seems that as long as he works hard, it is not impossible to become a generation of military forge masters in this world. Even if he can't complete the star artifact, at least the mysterious weapon is still easy to come by.

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Continuing, four more swords were cast, three of which were seventh-level spiritual products, and one was sixth-level spiritual products. After all, the materials are not good enough, which is not bad. These black irons are all legendary century-old black irons. It can't be regarded as exquisite, so it can only be cast at the highest level.

Finally, it's finally time to recast the Liaoyuan Sword!

Carefully put the Liaoyuan sword into the refining vessel, but the Liaoyuan sword was already a formed sword, and it took a lot of effort to re-refine it, and it took half an hour to finally melt the sword body. When there was a pile of iron slurry, there was a low growl, and no surprise, the beast soul in the Liaoyuan Sword appeared!

Lin Muyu had been prepared for a long time, and blasted it away with a heavy blow from the Magic Sound Fist!

In this way, the Liaoyuan Sword has become a weapon that has not been refined, but it doesn't matter, the Fire Dragon Spirit Stone is ready.

Close your eyes, enter into the refining cauldron carefully to refine the impurities in the iron slurry, a little fiery red star rose slowly, filled the entire refining treasure cauldron, and then fell to the ground.

Add new black iron and re-smelt it. About an hour later, the fiery red iron slurry condenses into a stream that boils like a red skirt in the refining treasure tripod. The impurities have been removed. It is the best situation that Lin Muyu's current cultivation base can do.

Take a deep breath, take out the fire dragon spirit stone, the real dangerous adventure has just begun!

The spirit stone of Huo Jiao is extremely stubborn, and it took nearly two hours to refine it. When the surface layer was peeled off and melted, Lin Muyu, who was standing in the refining treasure tripod, quickly summoned the martial soul, and the dragon scale wall and black turtle shell also Blessing one by one!

Roar!

Sure enough, it still came, a fire dragon beast soul jumped out from the spirit stone, opened its blood basin and bit it, and directly hit a dazzling flame on the black tortoise shell and dragon scale wall, Lin Muyu let out a low cry, and danced with iron fists, He even took out a newly forged weapon and danced wildly to cut the power of the beast soul. For a moment, there was a gust of wind in the refining treasure cauldron, and there was an endless roar!

After nearly half a minute of fighting, the Huo Jiao beast soul was slowly refined, while Lin Muyu stood panting in the refining treasure cauldron, with a burning wound on his chest, which added to the wound. It is true that the beast soul is not covered, it is too terrifying to be able to make such a violent counterattack even in the refining treasure cauldron!

However, Lin Muyu is still very glad that she survived, so the quality of this sword must not be too bad!

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The soul of the fire flood dragon soaked into the iron slurry, and there was a faint neighing sound!

Lin Muyu encouraged Gu Gu to continue refining, and chose a majestic long sword from the sword model given by Lulu as a mold, and the iron slurry slowly flowed in, and the reshaping process only took a few minutes. When the tripod dispersed, a fiery red long sword hung in the air, Lin Muyu pushed it with one palm, and the strong wind sent the long sword into the pool. Please come to more and faster chapters.

puff!

The intense water vapor rose up, and actually evaporated most of the water in the pool!

When I carefully fished out the Liaoyuan sword from the bottom of the water, I forgot to name the long sword. In desperation, I raised my finger and spat out the real dragon fire, and wrote Liaoyuan on the blade with my finger. Two characters, the font is strong, and it uses Wang Xizhi's style. Lin Muyu learned calligraphy from her father since she was a child. This good calligraphy is definitely outstanding among her peers. Now it can finally come in handy!

Brother, congratulations, this is a fifth-rank profound sword! Lulu clapped her hands and laughed. Please come to more and faster chapters.

Lin Muyu was also very pleased.

The new Liaoyuan sword is heavier than the original one, and the scabbard is no longer suitable, so a new one needs to be made.

Holding the Liaoyuan Sword in his arms, he leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The fatigue level of casting soldiers was far more than that of refining medicine. After casting a few long swords in a row, he already felt as if the true energy in his body had been drained.

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It was already the morning of the next day when I woke up, and there was a knock on the door of Dong Dong.

Lin Zhi, wake up. It was Deacon Ge Yang's voice.

Lin Muyu turned over and got up after a night's sleep. Her strength regained her strength. She hurriedly opened the door and said with a smile, Grandpa Geyang, isn't it my vacation now? What's the matter?

Ge Yang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: Yes, the chief deacon has something to do with you, so take your work from last night to the church!

Uh... ok...

Although he didn't know what it was, Lei Hong would never harm himself.

After washing up a bit, he followed Ge Yang to the church with 6 swords in his arms.

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In the early morning, the instructors and accompanying trainers had already finished their meal and began to practice, and the church was very silent.

Ah Yu! Lei Hong said earnestly.

However, in Lin Muyu's eyes, his expression was as if he was asking for something, so he smiled and said, Grandpa Lei Hong just speak up if you have something to say!

good……

Lei Hong smiled embarrassedly: Actually, Grandpa has been protecting the Dharma for your practice last night, and saw that you made some very good weapons, so...cough cough, let's talk about it next, Deacon Geyang...

Ge Yang looked helpless: Ah Yu, the meaning of the chief deacon is... Although our temple has received financial support from the empire, the weapons in our arsenal are actually third-rate goods, as you have seen, the instructors The weapons are often broken and damaged, but they are actually ordinary and excellent weapons, and there are no spiritual weapons at all, so after seeing that you can forge spiritual weapons, the head deacon is very pleased...

Lin Muyu had seen everything clearly, and said with a smile: So the two grandpas wanted to buy the long sword I forged in the name of the temple, didn't they?

right!

Ge Yang rubbed his hands, looking like a profiteer: But we are a family, you have to give an internal price...

Lin Muyu: ...

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