Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 78: My pleasure

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The bad old man comforted him: "These are all small mistakes. Just pay attention to them in the future. Don't be discouraged."

Su Zimo nodded.

No matter what the final result was, his day was not in vain.

The shaping step seems simple, but there are many considerations in the shape of any spiritual weapon you want to shape, and you must try to maximize the power of the weapon.

The fourth step is to temper.

The shaped flying sword was suspended in the refining cauldron, and Su Zimo released the third-level spiritual fire again and began to heat it.

In this step, the temperature must be controlled well.

It should not be too high. If the temperature is too high, the flying sword will easily melt again.

It cannot be too low. The temperature is too low to achieve the tempering effect, let alone sharpening.

It is best to burn the spiritual weapon until it is red and transparent.

In the past month, Su Zimo failed countless times just by practicing this step.

After a while, the flying sword began to gradually turn red in the weapon refining cauldron. Under the continuous burning of the flame, the sword body exuded a crystal red light.

Su Zimo took control, placed the flying sword flat on the bottom of the cauldron, used his spiritual energy to transform into a hammer, and began to hammer and temper it.

The tinkling sound kept ringing.

After tempering, not only can more impurities be removed, but the sword body can also become harder.

Among the entire six steps of weapon refining, this step is the most skillful, and every weapon refining master has a different tempering technique.

Su Zimo just relied on brute force to tap the sword body bit by bit.

The old man frowned when he saw it. Su Zimo's tempering method was too rough, and it was no different from blacksmithing in the secular world.

At the same time, Feng Haoyu also began to refine the flying sword.

Unlike Su Zimo, Feng Haoyu's method of tempering flying swords is much more clever.

Feng Haoyu is the root of the wind spirit, and condenses a wind hammer. While striking the flying sword, he incorporates a trace of wind-attribute aura. After tempering, such a flying sword will be more flexible and faster.

While hammering, the edge of the sword is gradually revealed.

Feng Haoyu's training techniques were obviously very proficient, his speed was faster, and he had already caught up with Su Zimo.

After burning the incense, Su Zimo took a long breath.

Tempering is complete!

If you are casting a fake spiritual weapon, just put the red-hot flying sword into cold water and perform quenching.

But at this moment, Su Zimo's heart moved.

Since this flying sword has a hilt and is not perfect, why not try gathering spirits!

In the past month, Su Zimo has refined dozens of flying swords in the process of gathering spirits, but none of them have been successful.

According to some inner disciples who explain weapon refining, there is no skill in gathering spirits. It is more like luck. If you are lucky, you can succeed in gathering spirits.

Of course, this is under the premise that there are no big problems in the first four steps.

After tempering, Su Zimo did not move the flying sword out of the weapon refining cauldron, but stared at the spiritual energy in the cauldron with bright eyes.

"Does he want to gather souls?"

"It would be incredible if the spirit gathering succeeds."

"Hmph, he just started to practice weapon refining for a month and now he wants to gather souls. I think he doesn't know the heights of the world!"

There was a burst of discussion around him, including exclamation and ridicule.

Su Zimo abandoned all distracting thoughts and calmed down. This step required the weapon refiner to concentrate and not be distracted at all!

Su Zimo took a deep breath, controlled the spiritual energy in the cauldron, and slowly rushed towards the red flying sword.

Under the constant squeezing, a line appeared faintly on the sword body, which was as light as a trace and had not yet taken shape.

"Look, the spirit pattern!"

"It's really a spiritual pattern, but it hasn't taken shape yet."

"Could he really be able to forge a low-grade flying sword?"

At this time, Feng Haoyu had just finished exercising. Hearing the chatter in the crowd, his heart sank and he looked sideways at Su Zimo.

If Su Zimo really refined a low-grade spiritual weapon, he could only gamble once and try to gather spirits.

However, Feng Haoyu was unsure. It was too difficult to gather spirits, and he had never succeeded.

The bad old man narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the flying sword in the cauldron. There was a little sweat in his palms, and he was even more nervous than Su Zimo.

Snapped!

At this moment, a crisp sound came from Su Zimo's refining cauldron.

It’s over!

Su Zimo secretly sighed that something was wrong.

Then, with a bang, the flying sword exploded, and the fragments hit the weapon refining tripod, making a loud noise.

Failed.

It's also expected.

Su Zimo shook his head slightly and smiled to himself.

The bad old man sighed slightly.

Xue Yi looked regretful next to him.

Feng Haoyu finally felt relieved when he saw this scene.

Su Zimo's flying sword exploded, and Feng Haoyu did not intend to try to gather spirits. Instead, he directly took out the pseudo-spiritual weapon in the cauldron and put it into cold water.

There was a sting.

A thick white smoke rose from the basin.

The flying sword was successfully refined, showing its cold air and its sharp edge!

Feng Haoyu placed the flying sword on the table in front of him, waiting for the final evaluation.

Su Zimo had just put away the weapon refining tripod when he heard a voice in the hall.

"There are six steps to refining a weapon. The level of spiritual fire is not the only one. Don't think that you can become a weapon refiner just by cultivating the third level of spiritual fire."

Su Zimo followed the sound and faced Shang Feng Haoyu's cold and provocative eyes.

Feng Haoyu said with a smile but not a smile: "Junior Brother Su, the road must be down-to-earth and walk step by step. If you start running even if you don't know how to walk, it's easy to fall."

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

The two had only met a few times, never spoken, and usually had no grudges. But for some reason, Feng Haoyu was extremely hostile to him!

Especially today.

"That's right, Junior Brother Feng said it well."

"Haha, after cultivating the third-level spiritual fire, it's a bit too far. That's called overestimating one's abilities!"

The people who spoke were not from Qi Peak, but disciples from Ling Peak who came to take the assessment. Naturally, these people would not miss the opportunity to suppress Su Zimo and please Feng Haoyu.

"Stop talking so weirdly here, go back and cultivate the third-level spiritual fire first!" Xue Yi couldn't help but stand up and sneered.

Many Lingfeng disciples were suddenly speechless and looked ugly.

No matter what, even if Su Zimo fails to gather spirits, it is a fact that he has cultivated a third-level spiritual fire. No one among the five peaks can match it!

Feng Haoyu said again: "Junior Brother Su, don't take this failure to heart. There will be a Wufeng competition at the end of the year. I hope that by then, Junior Brother Su can beat me."

Su Zimo glanced at Feng Haoyu lightly and did not respond.

The bad old man watched this scene from the side and remained silent. As a senior member of the sect, he naturally would not pay too much attention to the verbal disputes between the disciples.

After a while, the disciple who was in charge of the assessment said loudly: "Although what you have refined are all fake spiritual weapons, the flying sword refined by Lingfeng Feng Haoyu is of better quality and faster, so this time The first place in the assessment at the end of the month is Feng Haoyu."

Many Lingfeng disciples cheered.

Feng Haoyu smiled slightly, glanced at Su Zimo, and finally looked at Old Man Zao, bowed slightly, and said: "First Sir, please take me to see the images of weapon refining left by the sect's seniors."

"Um."

The bad old man had no expression on his face and nodded: "You are number one, so you are naturally qualified."

After saying that, the old man grabbed Su Zimo's arm and said casually: "Let's go, kid, you can go and have a look too."

Su Zimo was stunned for a moment.

Feng Haoyu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Su Zimo failed in refining the weapon and did not rank in the end-of-month assessment. He is not qualified to watch the video at all. Isn't it inappropriate for the First Master to do this?"

"It's really inappropriate."

The bad old man nodded seriously, then grinned and said, "But, I'm happy."