The Monk

Chapter 139 Sword Refining

When the little pig heard this, he opened his eyes happily, then jumped into the fire pool again, and flew back soon with a few black pieces of iron in his mouth. How high is the magma pool that it can't melt these pieces of black iron? It must be hard iron.

When touched lightly, the temperature is not high. Zhang Wen was reassured and happily took the hard iron. His body suddenly sank. Oh my God, it was too heavy. Use the spiritual power throughout your body to hold it and smile bitterly. It is definitely a magic weapon for practicing Qigong. It is impossible to hold such a heavy thing without using Qigong. After thinking about it, I think it's a good idea. If you can refine hard iron, then let the big guy resist all day long and practice while walking. Can we still be powerful?

The little pig who handed over the hard iron could finally rest peacefully. He held his ears with his little paws and pretended not to hear no matter what Zhang Zhen said. Zhang was afraid that it would make him laugh, so he held the hard iron in one hand and Song Yunyi in the other and flew forward quickly. He believes that the ghost cave is full of messes and everything, so finding a safe place first is the right answer.

The flame pool is not a maze of illusions. No matter how big it is, it has boundaries. Dong Fei spent a whole hour finally seeing the edge of the fire pool. After landing, he found that he was a little stupid, actually flying for half a day with a hard iron. Yong San asked whether it was difficult to obtain hard iron, and whether it was easy or not. Zhang was afraid that he understood the reason at this time, because the shore of the fire pond was full of these things, with different sizes and shapes, and there were countless overlapping ones. As long as you can enter the ghost cave, as long as you have eyes, it will be difficult to see.

Zhang Wei threw away the small piece of hard iron in his hand and took out the Fire Snake Whip. He looked at the large piece of hard iron in front of him and sighed: "The ghost cave is so strange. Not only is the formation of entering the hole strange, but the things in the hole are also strange." Swinging the fire snake The whip hit the hard iron, but there wasn't even a scratch on it, let alone smelting it. Seeing that the hard iron was intact, Zhang was dissatisfied, so he tried using the Fire Spirit. After struggling for a while, the Fire Spirit could melt the hard iron, but the Fire Spirit was scarce and could only burn out small holes in the hard iron. Unable to practice weapons. Do you just give up like this? Or take a few pieces back to Nitian Cave?

He thought about it randomly, and when he saw Song Yunying suddenly smiled in front of him, how could he forget it? He grabbed the little pig and pointed at the hard iron on the ground and said, "Spray." The little pig rolled his eyes at him, indicating that he was actually looking down on me, and opened his mouth to spit out a fire dragon.

The flame was about the thickness of an arm, like an arrow hitting hard iron, making a "pop" sound, the rocket shattered, rolled and overflowed around, sparks splashed, flickered a few times, and then calmed down. The hard iron is still piled together black, without any change.

Failed to melt hard iron? Piggy tilted his head and was stunned. He flew over and fiddled with it, looked at it again and again, but he still couldn't believe it. He let out a heavy groan, moved forward and backward into a squatting posture, with the spiritual energy in his body rushing and flowing, he aimed at the hard iron like a boulder and spit out another mouthful of flames. This flame is more powerful and powerful, but the hard iron remains unchanged. The little pig was furious, his eyes widened, he opened his mouth and spat out a red spirit bead the size of an egg. After the spirit bead appeared, the temperature in the cave rose sharply. Xiaozhu gave the command, and the spirit bead began to spin. Then a cluster of flames flew out of the rapidly rotating spirit bead, flashing and flying under the huge hard iron. The flame seemed to be weak and about to go out, but it burned tenaciously. Flames flew out from the spirit bead from time to time and merged with it to support the smelting of hard iron. Unfortunately, after a quarter of an hour, the hard iron was only slightly red and showed no signs of melting.

Zhang Wei frowned, is it so difficult to deal with hard iron? A few drops of fire spirit were drawn out from the Divine Tears and melted lightly into the cluster of flames. The flames suddenly grew larger and burned more fiercely. The air above the flames contracted violently, causing the surrounding air to surge, forming a huge pressure. Looking at the hard iron again, it turned red and softened. After half an hour, a whole piece of hard iron was finally melted into molten iron.

Zhang was afraid that he would be extremely happy to see the hard iron being smelted, so he shouted: "Don't cease fire!" and pointed out the golden spirit to melt into the molten iron. He did not dare to use the weapon refining cauldron, fearing that the fierce fire of the pig demon pill would incinerate the cauldron, so he had to use his soul to control the weapon refining cauldron.

The little pig rolled his eyes, using spiritual beasts as coolies? But he still followed the instructions and kept sending out clusters of flames from the spirit bead to burn the molten iron.

Zhang Pingwu had no time to think, and used his soul to control the molten iron to refine the weapon. The molten iron slowly stretched and thinned in the flames supported by the Fire Spirit. Take out a big knife.

The giant knife was nearly a person tall, with a broad blade and a handle held by both hands. The entire knife was dark and shiny, with a strange black color from the tip of the blade to the handle. After swinging it a few times, it was heavy and sharp enough, but he was not satisfied. He looked at the big knife and sighed. The knife was too big and inconvenient to carry. He tried to put it in the storage bag, but the big knife didn't respond at all. He couldn't carry this thing around every day. Even if it was a knife, he wouldn't want to hold it in his hand all day, let alone such a big guy.

At this moment, Xiaozhu was very proud. He took back the spirit bead proudly and looked at Zhang Ai proudly. He meant that I was powerful, but his proud look was a bit dull. Zhang was afraid of regretting it, so he took out a handful of spiritual energy pills and a thousand-year-old herbal medicine, and let it replenish the spiritual power in his body.

Then I looked at the giant sword in a daze, what should I do with this thing? Thinking of the white bones in my body, I thought for a moment, and the bone spurs protruded from the edge of my palm. I looked at the white bone spurs and thought, "Can I also put the knife into my body?"

The monks from the Killing Demon Sect got many jade slips, and there might be some method in them, so they took them out and read them. However, after reading dozens of jade slips in a row, only a few of them introduced the method of refining the weapon. I haven't touched on these yet. They only said that the natal magic weapon or special magic weapon can be inserted into the body. Zhang was afraid that he would not give in, so he continued to browse and read, and finally found some relevant content. The jade slip said that the soul should be divided into weapons, and the soul should be burned with elixir fire, and the soul and the weapon should be integrated into one. The weapon is you, you It is a device, and the device can naturally enter the body. However, this method is tricky and the success rate is very low! And it's very dangerous. You might be seriously injured or killed.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't believe that I was so unlucky. Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and split his soul to attach to the knife. He discussed with Xiaozhu: "Some more elixir fire, very, very, very, very little. Do you understand?" Xiaozhu had eaten it. After taking the tonic, he was in a good state of mind. He opened his mouth and sprayed out the spirit bead, and then a thread of fire separated from the spirit bead, beating faintly in the air and almost invisible.

Zhang Ai sprayed out his own elixir fire at the same time, drawing the spiritual power of the Divine Tears into his body and stimulating his whole body's spiritual power to support the burning of the elixir fire. The elixir fire burned more and more fiercely, and the heat wave rolled in. When it was at its strongest, it incorporated a small drop of fire spirit. The fire spirit spirit was transformed by the elixir fire, and its spiritual power suddenly released and invaded the elixir fire. Zhang Wen immediately felt the pressure and held on with all his strength. After a while, the refined fire spirits were fused together.

Add another drop of Fire Spirit Essence, and refine and fuse it according to the process just now. After three drops in a row, the elixir fire becomes more fierce, the heat wave disappears, leaving only the air steaming, and the surroundings of the figure are as hot as if they are close to a furnace.

At this time, he nodded to Xiaozhu, and Xiaozhu pushed the filament closer to the elixir fire little by little. Zhang Ai controlled the elixir fire fused with the fire spirit spirit to slowly burn the filament, melting it bit by bit, merging bit by bit, and it took a full hour to completely refine and fuse it. At this moment, Zhang was afraid of sweating profusely and getting soaked, so he stared at the elixir fire nervously, trying to stabilize his breath. When the elixir fire stabilized, he gritted his teeth and said to Xiaozhu: "Come again."