Eternal Sacred King Chapter 77: I found the treasure
I don't know when, the first bad old man in Qifeng came to the refining hall and stood beside Su Zimo.
The old man glanced at the Hanyue Knife that Su Zimo had just put back, and asked casually, "Boy, why do you have to stab someone if you don't agree?"
When entered the sect, on the top of Qianshan Mountain, Su Zimo just came out of the illusion and cut the first seat of the formation.
just now almost slapped the head at the head of Qifeng.
Su Zimo looked embarrassed and was about to remove the spirit fire. He hurried to apologize to Master and apologize. Unexpectedly, the old man waved his hand quickly, raised his head, and said: "It's okay, you continue to train yours, old man I’m watching, don’t stress."
"Okay." Su Zimo nodded in response.
paused, the old man patted Su Zimo on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Boy, in our ethereal sect, there is no need to stretch the strings all day, relax, no one will harm you. Don't take a knife at every turn."
In fact, Su Zimo's reaction was developed in the Canglang Mountain Range, and he has developed a habit.
Outside the mountains, all the birds and beasts are Su Zimo's enemies.
Back in the cave, he had to always guard against the monkey's sneak attack and trouble, so he appeared a little nervous.
However, Su Zimo did not relax his vigilance just because of the bad old man's words. In the future, he should pay attention to it and try not to use the knife, but he has to be cautious.
The old man said again: "Besides, even if you take a knife, you have to look at people. It has only been a month since you entered the sect. You have already attacked the two firsts. It will be a long time to stay."
"Ahem, I'll pay more attention to it in the future." Su Zimo smiled wryly.
Like this kind of assessment at the end of the month, the first seat of each peak will not show up, let alone the first seat of Qifeng, which is already known for its lazy temperament.
Now, the bad old man appeared in the refining hall, the reason is that everyone knows well.
is definitely not for Feng Haoyu, but for Su Zimo.
At this moment, Feng Haoyu, who was standing in the front, felt hot on his face, but with his back facing everyone, no one could see the chill in his eyes.
Feng Haoyu lowered his mind and began to warm the trip again.
Behind the hall, Su Zimo's third-level spirit fire has never stopped. At this time, he has begun to put spiritual materials.
Many spiritual materials entered the cauldron, Su Zimo increased the movement of the aura, and the flames flourished, instantly enveloping the entire mixing cauldron.
The temperature in the tripod continues to rise!
The step of smelting is to melt various spiritual materials into a liquid state at a high temperature, and then merge them together to refine the impurities in the spiritual materials as much as possible.
This step of has nothing to do with refining skills, it can best reflect the difference in spirit fire level.
Even if the advanced refiner controls the second-level spirit fire, in the smelting step, the refining impurities are no better than the third-level spirit fire controlled by a novice.
It didn't take long for the various spiritual materials in the cauldron to melt, and finally turned into a large metal liquid, releasing a hint of spiritual energy.
The third-level spirit fire continues to burn.
This large mass of metallic liquid boiled in the cauldron, gurgling bubbles, and the aura in the cauldron gradually became richer.
Seeing this, the old man nodded with a smile in his eyes.
The metallic liquid is glowing red, and its volume gradually shrinks under constant roasting. This is because some impurities are refined.
After a quarter of an hour, the volume of the liquid metal finally stopped decreasing.
This does not mean that there are no impurities in the liquid metal, but that it has reached the limit of the level 3 spiritual fire that can refine impurities.
Smelting is over.
At this time, the spiritual materials in the other disciples' refining cauldron had just melted, only Feng Haoyu's speed was slightly faster, and a large mass of liquid metal appeared in the cauldron.
The three-level spirit fire not only has a better effect on refining impurities, but also has a faster speed, far ahead of others!
Next step, shape.
Su Zimo removed the spiritual fire, and while waiting for the temperature in the cauldron to drop, he adjusted his breath and practiced to restore the aura he had just consumed.
To shape, you need to run aura, condense a pair of spiritual hands into the refining cauldron, and quickly shape the weapon you want when the liquid metal is about to solidify and not solidify.
If you enter too early, the temperature inside the cauldron is too high, and your hands will easily collapse, not to mention that the metal liquid is not completely cooled, and it is difficult to successfully shape it.
But if it enters too late, the metal liquid completely solidifies, and it will not be able to shape it.
In this step, the test is experience.
After a stick of incense, Su Zimo stood up suddenly, running aura frantically, condensing his hands in mid-air, leaning into the refining cauldron, grabbing the metal liquid in the cauldron, and squeezing it.
At this time, the metal liquid is moderately soft and hard, and it has not completely solidified. The timing is just right!
The old man looked at Su Zimo who was attentive, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.
"Damn it, I really let the old man find a treasure!"
If there weren't many disciples in the sect, the old man could not wait to kiss Su Zimo in his arms.
For some reason, Su Zimo suddenly felt a chill, and couldn't help but shook his spirit.
a little, a flying sword gradually took shape.
The sword is slender and has no sharpness yet, but the shape of the sword is beginning to appear.
At this time, many disciples in the refining hall simply gave up the assessment and focused on watching the refining process of Su Zimo.
Noting the sword shape created by Su Zimo, there was a boo in the crowd.
Feng Haoyu has finished smelting at this time, waiting for the refining cauldron to cool down, sitting in place and adjusting his breath, feeling the restlessness in the crowd, he can't help but glance back.
Seeing the sword shape in Su Zimo's refining cauldron, Feng Haoyu sneered~IndoMTL.com~ sneered, turned around and didn't look at it again.
After finishing shaping, Su Zimo can naturally feel the strangeness in the crowd.
"Master, I made a mistake in this step?" Su Zimo couldn't help asking.
The old man waved his hand, and said indifferently: "It's not a big mistake, you have a good timing of shaping, but there is something wrong with this sword shape, and there is an extra hilt."
"One more hilt?" Su Zimo was taken aback, his eyes a little confused.
The old man asked: "Do you know why most monks don’t have hilts on their flying swords?"
Su Zimo shook his head.
The old man said: "The flying sword is the most common long sword in the cultivation world. It is better than having blades on both sides. It is fast, flexible, and versatile. The flying sword is different from ordinary long swords. It does not carry Sword hilt. With one more hilt, the flying sword travels through the air, and the air resistance increases, which virtually reduces flexibility and speed."
Su Zimo's eyes flashed a little suddenly.
He used to cultivate monsters and has been fighting people in close combat. Now he has only been in contact with Xiuxian for only a month, and he has hardly practiced the art of swordsmanship.
After all, Xiu Xian is different from Xiu Yao. Instead of holding a flying sword against people, the monk binds his spiritual energy into a thread and controls the flying sword from a distance.
During the fight with the enemy, the flying sword stabs the opponent. If it is carried with the hilt, the flying sword will get stuck in the opponent's body.
But if there is no hilt, the flying sword can easily pierce the opponent and continue to control it, almost unaffected.
If the opponent is practicing the technique of body training, the flying sword with a strong physical body and hilt will easily fall into the opponent's hands.
But if the flying sword does not have a hilt, it will all be a sharp blade, and the opponent can never grab it with bare hands.
The hilt is just a burden for Feijian.