Super God

Casting equipment is to burn ore and make it red, and through a thousand hammers, it will become a weapon embryo.

Reshaping the Hunyuan Qiankun sword is different, it is necessary to completely melt the Hunyuan stone and make a seamless connection.

It seems easy, but it extremely tests the control and soul of the founder.

The degree of melting is not good, even if it is connected, there will be flaws.

Soul power does not make the solution and the fragments fit perfectly, and it is also defective.

Therefore, when a small piece of mixed element stone was smelted into juice, Yun Feiyang and Ouyang Hui felt pressure.

"Okay?"

"Wait, the temperature is not enough."

"..."

Yun Feiyang continued to release the earth fire, this time reshaping the Hunyuan Qiankun sword, he was responsible for melting the Hunyuan stone, and the final fusion of juice and debris when connecting.

Ouyang Hui’s main task is to enrich his theoretical knowledge to infer the juice temperature and form a perfect fit with the fragments.

"call!"

The ground fire continued to burn, and the mixed stone turned into sap, like a melt, began to tumble and boil.

"Okay!" A few days later, Ouyang Hui said: "Start to reshape!"

"call out!"

Yun Feiyang thought about it, took out the hot juice, and dragged it to the casting table.

On the stage, there are sword-shaped grooves, two pieces of fragments are arranged in it, and the faint light flashes, as if excited to shatter the body for thousands of years, and finally there is the possibility of remodeling.

"casting!"

Ouyang Hui solemnly said.

Her task has been completed. Next, Yun Feiyang will rely on the soul to pull the two fragments and the juice to match.

If successful, the two fragments will be completely merged, if it fails, it must be crushed again and remodeled for a second time.

"Wow!"

Under the control of the mind, the boiling juice trickled down and finally merged into the gap between the two fragments.

At the same time, Yun Feiyang did not dare to have the slightest slack, and the powerful soul power instantly disappeared, covering the juice and fragments.

However, the soul had just come into contact with the hot Hundred Yuan Juice, and Yunfei Yang suddenly took a breath.

High-level rare ore, once smelted to the extreme, can burn the soul!

"Must hold it."

Ouyang Hui secretly said.

This is a critical moment for remodeling. If you relax a little, the efforts over the past decade will be destroyed.

Yun Feiyang naturally knows.

Therefore, even if the soul suffers from burning, it still presses its teeth and advances.

For about a moment, Yun Feiyang's soul power, under heavy obstacles, finally infiltrated into the two fragments and began to draw them to merge with each other.

This process is very long.

It took three days for Yun Feiyang to fully establish the fit between the three, and the juice gradually solidified and merged with the two pieces.

"Successful!"

Ouyang Hui said excitedly.

"Boom."

At this moment, Yun Feiyang sat on the ground with a buttocks, her fierce face also stretched out, and finally lay on the ground, laughing weakly.

The fit of just three days seems to have spent thirty years, and the feeling of burning the soul with juice is more like being in hell.

However, the two fragments are perfectly integrated, and all the pain is worth it.

"After a few days of rest, continue to reshape the third piece." Ouyang Hui said.

"Ok."

Yun Feiyang must take a good rest, otherwise, it is impossible to maintain the second remodeling.

...

A month later.

Yun Feiyang's mental state recovered completely, and he once again came to the casting platform with Ouyang Hui.

With the experience of casting success for the first time, the two cooperated again, and it was a tacit understanding.

Just like the previous one, after a decade of incineration, the second Hunyuan petrochemical was turned into juice, and it was connected to the fragments again.

"Boom."

Three days later, Yun Feiyang was lying on the ground, sweating and weak all over, but still smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Because after hard work, the third fragment is successfully connected seamlessly!

After another month of rest, Yun Feiyang continued to reshape the fourth, fifth, sixth, and even seventh fragments!

Time rushes by.

Forty years later.

The seventh fragment, under Yun Feiyang's skillful control, successfully integrated with the sword body, and he fell to the ground again.

Unlike the previous five times, the smile on Yun Feiyang's face was very bright this time, like a happy child.

Ouyang Hui is also excited.

It took a total of more than sixty years, and the seven fragments were completely seamlessly connected, and, under the super soul power, they were all perfectly matched.

It's worth being happy.

...

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Inside the casting platform, Yun Fei lifted his upper body and was striking the sword of Hunyuan Qiankun.

Although the seven fragments have been perfectly fused, about three feet long and about three inches wide, it is already a normal sword.

However, there is no sword handle, so Yun Feiyang took out a small piece of Hunyuan stone and burned it to fuse with it to form a sword handle.

This is awesome.

Because there were too few Hundred Yuan Stones at that time, those who cast Hunyuan Qiankun swords can only give up the hilts and replace them with immortal wood.

Today, Yun Feiyang not only reshapes the seven fragments, but also deliberately uses Hunyuan stone as a raw material and adds a hilt, which is even more powerful.

"hiss!"

The hilt is like water, boiling violently.

Yun Fei Yang pulled out his sword, took out the prepared fabric, wrapped the hilt, and raised it high.

"Boom!"

Under the sun's illumination, the Hunyuan Qiankun sword formed by seven fragments shone with silver and white light, and a strong breath screamed out.

Although this sword has not yet been formed, although there is no tip at the top of the blade, the sharp blades on both sides are also extremely sharp.

Ouyang Hui lamented: "The one who can forge this sword, I am afraid that the understanding of the technique of casting is already at its peak."

This is just the formation of seven fragments, and it reveals a daunting breath. It is difficult to imagine how bright one day would be if the nine fragments were all formed to form a complete mixed sword. !

Yun Fei carrying the sword, the soul poured into the sword body, suddenly ecstatic, because, inside, he noticed a breath ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This breath is very weak, very familiar, very kind, as if caught in In a permanent sleep.

Yun Feiyang knows that it must be the invincible sword spirit, it is not dead, it is still alive, as long as he finds the other two fragments and completes the remodeling, the little **** will wake up!

"Good sword, good sword."

The sword soul road inside the dragon sword.

As a sword spirit who has lived for a long time, such praise can prove the extraordinaryness of the Hunyuan Qiankun sword.

"It's a pity." Sword Soul said: "The sword spirit in the body of the sword is asleep, making its power greatly reduced."

Yun Fei said: "He will soon wake up and follow me to the world."

The spirit of the sword said: "Boy, do you want to try the power of this sword."

"miss you!"

Yun Feiyang didn't consider it at all.

"call out!"

Suddenly, the soul of the sword turned into a stream of light and flew out of the Longyan sword, and merged into the sword of the Hunyuan Qiankun sword, saying: "I will temporarily serve as the sword spirit of this sword."

Yun Fei's eyes were hot, and his thoughts moved immediately, appearing in the vast universe, holding the Hunyuan Qiankun sword, and exuding a strong breath around him.

that moment.

The Hunyuan Qiankun sword is in hand, and the sword soul blesses it. Yun Feiyang feels that he can smash this vast universe with one sword.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, the space in the universe shattered, and an old man in a robe emerged, grinning: "Yun Feiyang, you made the old man look hard."

"call!"

Between the speeches, the breath of terror permeated, the space around the earthquake was distorted at a rapid speed, and Yun Feiyang was secretly startled, "quasi immortal!"

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PS: Now that I am out of the field, I have to go home at night to be able to code words. The third postponed to about nine o'clock.