Rise of Qinglian

For the next five days, Wang Yaoxi will use the shadow disk to replay the process of ancestor refining. Wang Changsheng and five people watched carefully. After watching, they will ask questions. Wang Yaoxi will answer their questions one by one. If they can't answer, they will watch it again. Repeated viewing and repeated discussions.

After a few days, Wang Changsheng and the other five had a better understanding of crafting, which is the benefit of the Xiuxian family.

If casual cultivators want to learn a skill, they can buy materials to refine after reading a few related classics, and the success rate is extremely low.

Some casual cultivators went into the deep mountains to hunt monsters, tied their lives to their waistbands, and managed to save some savings. They wanted to learn a skill, but because they had no one to guide them, most of them ended in failure. With all his savings, he had to go back into the mountains to hunt monsters.

Early in the morning, after breakfast, Wang Changsheng and the others followed Wang Yaoxi to a two-story red attic.

The red loft is located in a secluded courtyard, and Wang Changsheng had never been here before.

"Come with me! Starting today, you will live here."

Wang Yaoxi pushed open the door and walked in.

The interior was tastefully furnished and spotlessly clean, obviously cleaned frequently.

On the first floor, there is a basement with a size of more than ten feet and a height of two people. The walls and slabs are a kind of red stone, and there are three cyan futons on the ground.

"From today onwards, you will refine weapons here. Today, each of you will have three materials, and you will take turns refining weapons. Mingmei will come first."

As Wang Yaoxi said, he slapped the storage bag with his palm, and a blue light flew out of it. The blue color was a cyan copper furnace about the size of Zhang Xu. The color of the cyan copper furnace is dim, obviously it has aged.

In addition to the green copper furnace, there are three other materials, dark iron, iron sand, a bottle of spiritual liquid, three pieces of silvery wood the size of a palm, three pieces of dough, and an iron mold.

"This Qinglian cauldron is a smelting cauldron handed down by our ancestors. It is specially for those who are new to smelting. Mingmei, you come first! Others are watching, so don't talk, lest you Interfere with her refining, I will watch Mingmei refining the whole process."

Wang Yaoxi pointed to the green copper furnace and the materials on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"Because you have just started to learn weapon refining, I let you refine weapons here, observe each other, and point out each other's shortcomings. I don't expect you to be able to refine spiritual weapons today. You learn from each other and strive to refine spiritual weapons as soon as possible. Come, Mingmei, let's start refining!"

Wang Mingmei took a deep breath, and walked slowly to Qinglian Ding.

Wang Changsheng and the others held their breaths and focused their attention on Wang Mingmei, for fear of missing something.

Wang Mingmei didn't start refining the weapon right away, she sat down on the futon, closed her eyes and meditated.

Wang Yaoxi nodded secretly, but said nothing.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Mingmei opened her eyes and started refining the weapon.

She put a piece of silver needle wood under the Qinglian tripod, lit it, and pasted a piece of dough on the Qinglian tripod.

Time passed little by little, and the dough gradually turned from white to yellow. When a wisp of burnt breath floated into Wang Mingmei's nose, she hit the Qinglian cauldron with a spell.

The blue lotus flower on the surface of the Qinglian Ding suddenly lit up, and with a muffled sound, the lid of the tripod automatically flew up and landed on the ground.

She threw the black iron into the cauldron furnace, rolled her sleeves towards the cauldron cover, and the cauldron cover flew up and closed slowly.

After doing all this, she recited a mantra in her mouth, and played the formulas with her hands repeatedly, one after another, she kept punching into the Qinglian cauldron.

After half a quarter of an hour, she poured the iron sand into the refining furnace.

Half an hour later, the flames subsided.

After twenty breaths, the flame went out.

Wang Mingmei put the mold on the bottom of the Qinglian cauldron, and hit a spell on the top of the Qinglian cauldron. There was a muffled sound, and the blue lotus flower rotated 60 degrees, revealing a small hole. A stream of dark red molten iron flowed out of the hole and fell into the mold. among.

The mold is made of special material, which is very heat-resistant.

After a while, the molten iron became solid and the color turned black.

Wang Changsheng and the others did not dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing Wang Mingmei.

Wang Mingmei let out a breath, picked up the porcelain bottle, and shook it lightly, a ball of cyan liquid flew out of it, suspended in mid-air.

She pinched the formulas with her ten fingers endlessly, one after another spells were punched in the cyan liquid.

The cyan liquid rolled and deformed like a living thing.

"Coagulate."

Wang Mingmei shouted lightly, and the formula changed.

After the cyan liquid blurred, it turned into two mysterious characters.

"go."

She tapped the die lightly with her fingers, and the two cyan characters turned around and submerged into the solidified iron block in a flash.

The iron block suddenly shone brightly, and the whole body turned blue.

Wang Mingmei took out a palm-sized blue gourd from her sleeve, poured some clear water from it, and poured it on top of the blue iron block.

"Pfft!"

There was a muffled sound, and a large white mist rose from the surface of the iron block.

After a while, the mist dissipated, and a blue short knife appeared in the mould.

Wang Mingmei was overjoyed immediately, took out the blue dagger, and looked through it carefully.

"Fifth Gu is really amazing, she succeeded in refining the weapon for the first time."

Wang Changhuan was very envious.

Wang Mingdong said solemnly: "Spiritual weapons are not successful after being refined, but also depend on the quality. If there is a crack on the knife, it still cannot be sold."

"Uncle Qi, take a look, how about the Qingyue knife I made?"

Wang Mingmei suppressed the excitement in her heart, and handed the blue dagger to Wang Yaoxi.

Wang Yaoxi took the cyan dagger, looked through it carefully, nodded and praised:

"That's right. It seems that Ming Mei has been studying hard during this period of time. However, you are still refining for the first time, and you are inexperienced. There are a few small cracks on the handle of the knife. It should be caused by you being too anxious when refining. You made a mistake, this is your first time refining, it’s already pretty good to be able to do this, take a break, recall the refining process just now, and continue refining.”

He looked at Wang Changsheng and the others, and said: "Don't be idle, and think back to Mingmei's crafting process just now. If you can get some inspiration, that would be great. It will be your turn later."

The four of Wang Changsheng agreed one after another, with memories showing on their faces one after another.

After watching Wang Mingmei's process of refining the Qingyue Knife, Wang Changsheng was very touched and wanted to start refining it immediately.

Wang Mingmei rested for a quarter of an hour, meditating and resting her mind.

After recovering her mana and spirit to the best condition, Wang Mingmei continued to refine the weapon.

With the experience of the first time, the second refinement is obviously much better. There is no crack on the surface of the spirit weapon, and the color is bright. It is a real low-grade spirit weapon.

During the third refinement, Wang Mingmei was probably in a hurry, and misread a spell, and the psychic liquid used to engrave the spirit pattern lost control and scattered on the ground, so she had to take another part of the psychic liquid.

Wang Mingmei also succeeded in refining the weapon for the third time, but because of chanting the wrong spell during the period, the time to engrave the spirit pattern was a bit late, and the color of the spirit weapon was a bit dim.

Generally speaking, Wang Mingmei's performance was very good, she succeeded in refining three times, and the spirit weapon refined in the second time was the best.

Of course, she could have such a good performance. In addition to her serious study, the flashback disk also played a major role. If she hadn't repeatedly watched the ancestor's forging, she might not have been able to refine the spirit weapon so smoothly.

After Wang Mingmei used up all three materials, it was Wang Mingdong's turn to refine the weapon.

In the first two refinements, he either came out of the furnace too quickly and the materials had not completely melted into molten iron, or the refining process was relatively slow, and there were many cracks on the surface of the spirit weapon, so the spirit weapon could not be refined.

Wang Mingcan's performance was a bit better, and he succeeded once, but there were some small cracks on the handle of the knife, strictly speaking, it was not qualified.

Wang Changhuan's performance was mediocre. It wasn't that he didn't grasp the temperature of the fire enough, he started the furnace in advance, or he mispronounced the formula, and he didn't succeed even once.

It was Wang Changsheng's turn. He took a deep breath, walked to the furnace, and sat cross-legged on the futon.