Ancient Godly Monarch

The refiner should not only practice but also enlighten the gods and refine the gods. Most refiners will also take over the tasks of the refiner to obtain wealth. Just like Feng Ping, he naturally cannot refine all the soldiers. Try to do the same, the so-called golden ratio of liquid in the furnace is enough for him to refine many of the soldiers.

Qin Wentian injects the refiner liquid into the embryo according to the requirements of Fengping, and then puts it into the refining tank. They solidify, and at the moment, they set up a small refiner furnace next to the melting furnace. Tianshen said: "Go to the material hall to help me take a pound of bronze, half a catty of silver sand, half a catty of blood rock, a small amount of star steel and light aluminum."

"This is to refine the sword, and it is a light-weight sword." Qin Wentian got the information of the refiner material in the memory of the refiner. Bronze is the main material, silver sand can make Jianguang, and several other materials can make The refining sword is light and sharp, especially bloodstone and star steel, but it is a precious metal.

"Master is to refine the soft sword for Lin Yue?" Qin asked Tian to test.

Feng Ping glanced at him, and said coldly: "It’s still a bit of insight, knowing that I want to refine the soft sword. Lin Yue’s father and I have a little friendship. She herself is also a cultivator of genius. Dedication, your kid offends her to attract her attention, but I advise you not to think about it. If you can be my apprentice for three years, I will give you some simple lines for you to understand."

"Three years, is it just a simple **** pattern?" Qin asked the day to whisper, and the refiner's look at the gods was really heavy.

"How, how long? You know what cost I paid for the Stars of the Galaxy Guild?" Feng Ping snorted and said, "Go and take the materials."

Qin asked the day to nod slightly, and went to the material hall to take the materials needed for sealing, and even saw them put them into the refining furnace.

"The flames here are all the fires provided by the Galaxy Guild. If you don't use the Galaxy Guild, many refiners can't even do the smelting materials. It is really harsh to become a refiner." Qin asked Tianxin to sigh, Star Steel This extremely hard material is not a general flame that melts.

In particular, the higher the level of the gods who want to refine, the harder it is to melt the material.

Of course, for the refiner, the most difficult and most important thing is still the gods, and the ability to portray the gods.

After the refiner materials were placed in a separate refining furnace, the sealing was waited until the embryos were cracked, and then Qin Wentian placed a sword of the sword on the forged stone, with a finger, and the embryo exploded. A sword that is red with flames.

"At this time, the device has not been completely solidified and cooled, and it is the best time to engrave the gods." Feng Ping said a faint voice, then the power of the stars fluctuated, and I saw a flat finger out, and there was actually a fingertip. The power of the stars is turned into a star carving knife.

"This is the star soul. The sealed star soul is a knives. It is not a casting star soul, but it is also good for engraving the gods." Qin asked the heavens, then I saw the swordsman In the red sword, the gods are engraved, and there is no way to avoid Qin. The gods are intricate, and a stripe road is staggered. It is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It seems to be the vein of the human body. The sword is equivalent to the human body.

However, Feng Ping probably did not expect that Qin asked the movements of his actions clearly.

"This is the sword-shaped **** pattern in the basic gods, which can enhance the sharpness of the sword and increase the attack power of the sword. However, this flat system is slightly rough." Qin asked Tianxin as a mirror, but naturally he would not say it. This flat has no casting star soul to engrave the gods with the hand, but the general talent of the refiner is rather difficult for him.

In fact, Feng Ping is self-aware that he has no advantage in practicing the sorcerer's soul. He will spend a lot of effort on the road of the refiner, and it is also a bit of an achievement, but he did not expect that Qin Wentian would despise in his heart. Fan.

"If you can learn these gods, you will have no worries in your life." Feng Ping did not know Qin’s thoughts, and he was comfortable and self-satisfied, and he smirked Qin’s eyes and looked at all the weapons. The gods are engraved, and then they are completely cooled, polished, edged, and finally decorated with scabbards.

As for the engraved gods on the above, it disappeared completely after the refining was completed. It seemed to be embedded in the inside of the gods and became the vein of the soldiers and part of them.

"You try." Feng Ping handed a refining sacred soldier to Qin Wentian.

Qin asked Tian to hold the sword, and then the power of the stars surging, invading the sword, suddenly there is a sense of blood and blood connected, as if the **** veins are also part of the body veins, the power of the stars can flow into it to stimulate the power of the sword.

"Curious." Qin asked the days before the practice, and naturally did not touch the soldiers, I did not expect that the gods have such wonderful effects.

"Today's polishing and forging you also see clearly. If you really want to be a long-term apprentice, then I will rehearse the gods in peace, and other things will be done by you, how?" Feng Ping asked Qin to heaven.

"Master Feng Ping, I don't come here often, but if I have time, I will help you with these things, and I don't need to pay." Qin asked the day, he also touched the refining process today. In fact, he already has a method of refining in his memory, but after all, he has to experience it personally to be clearer.

Refining equipment, the most important thing is to engrave the gods. Others only need to master the refining of different soldiers. They can use different refining materials. Of course, polishing the blade also requires technology. As for the flame, there is no need to consider it in the Galaxy Guild.

It is precisely because the Galaxy Guild is ready-made, so Fengping can refine the first-order soldiers of the lower poles, but even the first-class soldiers of the lower class are extremely precious for many people outside the refining environment. treasure.

"I don't know how to be good." Feng Ping snorted and said: "I will go to rest first, and some abandoned things will help me clean up and throw it away."

Qin asked the day to see Feng Ping leave, the dark road this guy is sinister enough, obviously one day can refine some ordinary quality soldiers, but they have to take others for three days, it seems that he needs to spend the refining of the soldiers time.

Of course, if Feng Ping wants to refine a squadron with his heart, it really takes three days, just as he helped Lin Yue refine the gods, because it is not easy to engrave the gods, especially once the gods are carved. The error in the pattern is that the refining has failed.

Qin Wentian went to take a sword-shaped embryo after he went down, and then injected the liquid smelted with 'golden ratio', he was ready to try it for himself.

"According to the memory I have obtained, the gods and the gods are divided into the same rank, divided into one to ten steps. The first-order gods need a first-order refinery, and the second-order gods need at least a second-order god. Refining, these orderly refining gods are derived from the combination of the basic gods, the higher the gods, the harder to comprehend, some third-order gods in memory, I can't read ""

Qin asked Tian Zhong’s dark passage. When the cooled embryo appeared to be cracked, he placed the embryo on the forged stone. Then the palm of the hand trembled, and the embryo was broken. Looking at the red sword, Qin asked the stars in the sky. The power of the crazy interweaving, a little gathering, woven into a beautiful pattern, sword-shaped **** pattern, this **** pattern is a first-order **** pattern 'Flying Sword'.

Above the palm of the hand, a star-shaped sky hammer emerges, and it is constantly changing to become the shape of the sword. The intertwined stars in the body also go toward the sky hammer, and it is branded at the bottom of the Tian hammer.

Qin asked the palm of his hand to lift up, and then suddenly went to the sword, and the complete fall of the sword fell on the sword, the godprint imprinted on the sky hammer directly printed into the sword, turned into the vein of the sword.

"Call..." Qin asked Tian to take a deep breath and did not know how it worked.

The Tian hammer was put away, and then Qin asked Tian to start using the tools to start grinding, but when he made the final step to prepare for the sword, Feng Ping rushed in and saw Qin’s action after the action. A stagnation, frowning: "What are you doing?"

"Master Feng Ping, I can try to polish it myself." Qin asked the day to speak.

"Where is this place, the energy of the embryo and the refining fluid that you consume are enough for me to refine a squadron. Can you afford it?" Feng Ping looked furious and went straight to Qin’s side. The sleeves, suddenly Qin asked the sword that had not been edged and fell to the ground.

"Today, Master Mu Qing wants to come and see, count you lucky, and immediately roll it for me." Feng Ping apparently did not expect an apprentice to dare to be so arrogant, cold and cold.

Qin asked the gods to be a stiff, this flat is a refiner, but it is really proud, coldly snorted, Qin asked the day to leave.

"I don't know what is good, I still want to take care of you." Feng Ping screamed. At this time, Qin Wentian had already gone out. I saw several figures happening to come here. Wearing the galaxy robes, the head of the crowd is extraordinary, and there is a beautiful girl next to him, accompanied by an old man on the other side.

Mu Qing is the master of the refining hall of the Star River Society in Tianzhu City, but now he has been transferred to the Imperial City. This time he wants to see if there is any improvement in the refiner.

Qin Wentian and this pedestrian passed by, the girl just faintly swept Qin Qiaotian, the kind of eyes more and more let Qin Wentian feel the pride of the refiner, are some high-spirited generation.

"Flat, what is so angry?" Mu Qing and others stepped into the flat refining room.

"Mu Qing master, president." Feng Ping is facing the coming, and at this moment he smiles, how can he feel a little angry.

"Well." Mu Qing nodded, then stepped into the refining hall, and immediately said: "Look at how your current refiner level."

As he said, he happened to see the sword beside the cast stone. He couldn't help but squat up, see a person's failure, and sometimes he could find his level.

Feng Ping just wanted to talk, but he saw that Mu Qing’s face became extraordinarily wonderful. He turned to look at Feng Ping and said: “Feng Ping, is your refining level so advanced?”

Feng Ping looked stunned, and Mu Qing handed the sword back to him. Feng Ping’s mind was moved, and the power of the stars and the heaven and earth force flowed into it. His face immediately became extraordinarily wonderful.

"How is it possible?" Feng Ping did not believe it.

"This sword is poorly selected, you should use this with a good furnace liquid refining, but the superb gods make me feel shameful, it is perfect, although it is only a first-order god, but already done I am afraid that you are not far from the second-order refiner."

Mu Qing smiled at Feng Ping and said: "After the year, I intend to bring an assistant to the Imperial City. Now that this candidate can be fixed, Feng Ping, this sword is determined to be your refining?"

After hesitating, he will not be missed.

"of course."

"Well, I will give you three days to do my best to refine a soldier. Let me see your peak." Mu Qing smiled and turned away.

The flat heart was stunned, and his face was slightly pale. Just now he was greedy and didn't want to miss the opportunity to admit it, but now, how can he engrave the **** pattern and greet others.

"That kid... yes, you must find him!" Feng Ping's heart trembled. If he couldn't find Qin Wentian, he would be finished.