Five spiritual patterns, perfect spiritual weapon!
In front of Su Zimo, a dazzling halo of light burst out, like the gorgeous morning sun, filling the entire square.
This halo of light paused for a moment, then quickly converged into the blade!
No one spoke, and there was silence in the square and in the spectator seats.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the huge spiritual knife suspended in mid-air, with their mouths wide open and expressions of shock.
Although this spiritual sword looks so bulky and has a hilt, which is unreasonable in every aspect, it is a perfect spiritual weapon after all!
Even if Jindan Zhenren has lived for hundreds of years, he may not be able to see a perfect spiritual weapon come out in his lifetime.
How lucky are they to witness this scene now
Master Yunshan's eyes were filled with heat.
Nanyue Sect is famous for its powerful body refining and close combat capabilities. This spiritual sword can only exert limited power in the hands of others, but if it falls into his hands, it will definitely be a terrifying weapon!
This perfect spiritual sword has a fatal attraction for him!
The eyes of everyone in the True Fire Sect were shocked at first, and then they showed a little confusion.
Sima Zhi, Elder Zhang and other weapon refiners who have been immersed in the art of weapon refining for hundreds of years are a little confused at this time.
Logically speaking, Su Zimo's statement about removing the weapon refining cauldron is completely nonsense.
But the facts were right in front of them, forcing the two of them to rethink.
Perhaps removing the weapon refining cauldron can really condense luck and increase the success rate of spirit gathering
After all, no one has ever tried this method. Perhaps this is really an unexplored secret in the world of weapon refining
But then the two of them thought about it, if it was really that simple, Su Zimo would tell this secret so frankly, without hiding anything
No matter what they thought, they couldn't figure it out.
But the fact is that after removing the weapon refining cauldron, Su Zimo condensed five spiritual patterns!
Looking at the spiritual sword hanging in mid-air, Su Zimo felt relieved, breathed a long sigh of relief, and showed a bright smile.
This sacrifice consumed a lot of his spiritual power, mind and energy. Now he was exhausted, almost collapsed, and his whole body was wet with sweat.
There is still the last step, this spiritual sword will be completely refined.
Su Zimo waved his sleeves and robe, and the five spiritual swords that had just been condensed moved sideways and fell into the cold water that had been prepared.
The sixth step is quenching.
Normally, when a red-hot spirit knife falls into cold water, it will cool down quickly, emit billowing smoke, and make a harsh sound.
During the alternation of hot and cold, the internal structure of the spiritual sword will change and become harder, and the spiritual patterns will be completely integrated into the blade, regardless of each other.
But now, when the spiritual knife refined by Su Zimo fell into the cold water, there was no sound of "stabbing" and no smoke rising!
how so
Su Zimo's expression changed slightly and he frowned.
Just then, something happened in the cold water.
The water surface was exuding warm white air, and bubbles began to appear one by one.
It's boiling!
This basin of water did not temper the flames on the spiritual sword. Instead, it was heated to a boil by the scorching heat emitted from the blade!
Gurgling!
The water surface was boiling, and in the spectator seats, many Jindan Daoists stood up and looked over.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
At this moment, Sima Zhi laughed loudly, his eyes full of mockery, and said loudly: "Su Zimo, Su Zimo, this perfect spiritual weapon of yours is going to be useless. It does not belong to you after all!"
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, his eyes dim, staring at the boiling water, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What's going on?" someone asked in a low voice.
Sima Zhi said proudly: "If you want to refine a perfect spiritual weapon, you must not make any mistakes in the six steps of refining it. If you want to temper a blade condensed with five spiritual patterns, how can you succeed with this ordinary cold water!"
Su Zimo sighed in his heart.
He knew that Sima Zhi was right and that this matter was indeed a result of his lack of careful consideration.
Of course, he can't be entirely blamed. In all the ancient weapon refining books on Piaomiao Peak, there is no mention of what needs to be paid attention to when refining a perfect spiritual weapon.
Who would have thought that countless years later, there would be a disciple at Piaomiao Summit trying to refine a perfect spiritual weapon
Sima Zhi looked joking and said loudly: "If you want to temper a perfect spiritual weapon, you must finally use the best and rarest spiritual water and spiritual fluid, such as northern ice, deep sea magic oil, or Tianluo spring water... "
"It's a pity that you don't have these things, hahahaha!"
Many golden elixir masters were secretly stunned. Each of the three things Sima Zhi mentioned was worth a lot of money, not even lower than the price of top-quality spiritual weapons!
Unexpectedly, it was only used for quenching.
Su Zimo pulled the spiritual knife out of the boiling water, his face expressionless, showing no emotion or anger, and no other movements.
Seeing this scene, everyone knew that Su Zimo had not prepared these things in advance, and they couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing that a perfect spiritual weapon was about to be born, unexpectedly, it fell at the last step.
"well!"
Xuan Yi sighed and couldn't bear it.
Ji Yaoxue looked at Su Zimo who was silent and felt heartbroken. She quickly turned her head and shouted: "Father, please help him..."
Emperor Zhou said in a deep voice: "Mingze, go to the palace treasury. There should be Tianluo Spring there."
"It's too late!"
Sima Zhi pointed at the spiritual sword in Su Zimo's hand and sneered: "Within five breaths, if there is no quenching object, this sword will be useless!"
Everyone took a closer look and saw that the spiritual patterns on the fiery red sword had a faint tendency to disintegrate. It was already too late to get the Tianluo Spring water at this time!
"Su Zimo, you are still too young, hehehehe."
Sima Zhi laughed.
He was very happy, because with this failure, Su Zimo's luck would collapse, and it would be difficult to refine a perfect spiritual weapon in the future!
This failure not only destroyed a sword, but also a monster-like weapon refiner!
Ji Yaoxue stood up and prepared to go forward to comfort Su Zimo.
At this moment, Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly clenched the long knife in his hand, holding it across his chest, with the blade pointing downwards.
Su Zimo stretched out his palm, and the blade fell on the palm, slowly and powerfully across the palm!
Since there is no northern ice, deep sea magic oil, or Tianluo spring water, then use my blood to temper this spiritual sword!
Sima Zhi showed disdain and sneered: "What a fool, your blood can compare to Tianluo..."
Sima Zhi couldn't speak any more and stared with disbelief on his face.
How could this happen? His bloodline...
Poof!
Under the blade, blood spurted out and scattered on the fiery red blade.
Stab!
A harsh sound sounded, and thick smoke billowed from the blade!
The temperature of the blade dropped sharply, and the spiritual patterns that were about to collapse suddenly stabilized and merged with the blade!
Moreover, these five spiritual patterns are still faintly swallowing Su Zimo's blood!
Although the temperature of the blade has dropped, the color of the blade is gradually deepening, from the fiery red burned by the spiritual fire to the scarlet red like blood!
Step six, quenching is successful.
Zhengzhengzheng!
The blade of the sword trembled and made a fierce sound of sword clanging. It was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people uneasy.
Su Zimo's palm gently stroked the blade and whispered: "Since it is tempered with my blood... From now on, you will be called 'Blood Tempered'."
Like a psychic, the blade became quiet.
The perfect spiritual weapon was born through blood quenching!