The Alchemist God

Chapter 71: The weapon is not heavy, and it doesn't hurt to cut people

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"Grandpa Leihong, don't peek..."

Lin Muyu knew that Leihong was "protecting the law" for herself without even looking at the voice heard from Shimen.

Old Leihong smiled without blushing: "I bought so many profound irons, do you want to cast soldiers? Unfortunately, there is not even a stove. Shall I send someone to move it back for you?"

"No, just don't peep out..."

"Okay, then you can concentrate on cultivating!"

The sound of footsteps went away, and Lei Hong went away.

Lin Muyu put down the profound iron and sacrificed a treasured cauldron with a single hand. The golden oracle bones linger in the cauldron, this treasured cauldron itself has been cultivated to the top level, and it is simply a treasure in this world!

After weighing the weight of the black iron, the weapons of the empire are generally very heavy. The general weight of swords is 10-20 kg. In the words of Zhang Wei and others, "the sword is not heavy, and it doesn’t hurt to cut people." Zhang Wei's character is going to modern times. It is estimated that he is also the master of killing people everywhere with a watermelon knife.

I chose a piece of profound iron weighing about 20 kilograms, and tossed it, the profound iron floated in the treasure cauldron. After removing the impurities, it should be able to leave 15 kilograms in weight, and 15 kilograms for a sword is almost the same. After all, it is not. What kind of long-handled spears, war swords, weapons, just a handful of them can weigh hundreds of catties to death!

With a spit of true energy, flames lingered in the treasure cauldron of the refining device, and quickly began to smelt this mysterious iron. The temperature was extremely high and the smelting speed was fast. It burned the iron into a pile of fiery red iron in less than five minutes. The slurry, the iron slurry flowed slowly in the treasure cauldron, controlled by invisible power. Of course, the source of this power was Lin Muyu.

Infuriating, a little bit of starlight flew up from the iron slurry. It was the sublimation part produced by the violent combustion of impurities in the iron slurry. It took about ten minutes to quench it. It was almost the same time. The purity of this piece of black iron is already At least 99.5%, this is already quite difficult. Lin Muyu has carefully read that the excellent grade weapons in the weapon shop, in fact, the purity of the profound iron is only less than 90%.

The iron slurry is refined, it's time for the spirit stone!

Lin Muyuxin took out a spirit stone, a 700-year-old bluestone beast spirit stone. With a raised palm, the spirit stone fell into the core of the refining treasure cauldron, and the flames swallowed it immediately. The process of refining the spirit stone is very simple. , The stronger his strength, the faster the refining speed, Lin Muyu's strength is already very strong, at least far above the 700-year-old spirit beast.

But at the moment when the spirit stone was completely melted, there was a sudden "roar", and a cyan beast ray pounced out of the treasure cauldron, raising its sharp claws to pounce against Lin Muyu!

"Ok!?"

He was taken aback, and hurriedly summoned the martial soul. As soon as the mysterious tortoise shell came out, the beast's sharp claws swayed on the mysterious tortoise shell, and his chest was slightly hot, but it was not hurt. Lin Muyu drew in a low voice, and the infuriating breath came out directly. He blasted the spirit of the beast into the treasure cauldron.

"Roar..."

Although the bluestone beast was roaring, its voice was getting smaller and smaller, and it was annihilated in a pile of iron slurry in a blink of an eye. The beast soul was formally refined, while Lin Muyu was in a cold sweat, and he sighed with lingering fears. He didn't expect to practice. The process of the soul will be so dangerous, the beast soul in the spirit stone will actually fight back against the refiner, it is terrible!

At this time, he couldn't help but worry about the next casting of soldiers. If the 9000-year-old fire scorpion had a counterattack by the beast soul, how could he resist it

It is ridiculous to think of this. No wonder it is difficult for the master craftsmen in this world to forge top-grade weapons. There are so many requirements, not only for iron, but also for strength. It is conceivable that many master craftsmen must have died. The beast soul counterattacked.

"Brother, what kind of sword type do you need?" Lulu asked with a smile. She is now Lin Muyu's assistant to cast soldiers.

Dozens or hundreds of long swords appeared in the treasure cauldron quickly. These are all Lulu's customized plans. Lin Muyu casually glanced at it and chose a satisfactory shape. After that, power surged in the treasure cauldron. Moving, the invisible force condenses into a sword mold shape, and the iron slurry slowly flows into this invisible sword mold with the beast soul.

Lin Muyu slowly released the qi, and the refining Baoding also instantly cooled down.

"Puff!"

This well-formed long sword fell into the pool on the side, agitating steam. After nearly half a minute, Lin Muyu reached out and took the long sword out of it. Holding it in his hand, he felt the light of the sword clear, and laughed: "I don't know how to distinguish the grade of the weapon for the time being, Lulu, do you know how?"

The elf held his small chest and smiled confidently: "Brother, this is a seventh-order spiritual weapon. Your first work is a spiritual weapon, not bad!"

"Ah That's good!"

Lin Muyu smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that as long as she worked hard to cultivate, it was not impossible to become a master craftsman in this world. Even if she couldn't complete a magical weapon like "Stars", at least Xuan-Rank weapons would still be readily available.

Continue to cast four more swords, three of which are seventh-order spiritual products, and one is sixth-order spiritual products. After all, the materials are not good enough, and they are considered good. These profound irons are all legendary hundred-year-old profound irons. If it is not refined and expensive, it can only be the highest grade.

Finally, it is finally the turn to recast the Liaoyuan Sword!

Carefully put the Liaoyuan Sword in the treasure cauldron, but the Liaoyuan Sword is already a formed sword. It took a lot of effort to re-refining, and it took half an hour to finally melt the sword body, when the entire sword body was transformed. When it was a pile of iron slurry, there was a low roar, and not surprisingly, the beast soul in the Liaoyuan Sword appeared!

Lin Muyu had already prepared, and blasted it away with a heavy blow to the magic sound fist!

In this way, the Liaoyuan Sword became a weapon that had not been refined, but it didn't matter, the fire dragon spirit stone was ready.

Closing his eyes, he carefully entered the treasure cauldron to refine the impurities in the iron slurry. A little red star rose slowly, filled the treasure cauldron, and then landed on the ground.

Add new black iron and re-tempered. About an hour later, the fiery red iron slurry condensed into a stream, boiling and flowing like a red skirt in the treasure cauldron, the impurities have been removed, and the purity is absolutely absolute. Above 99.8%, this is the best situation Lin Muyu's current cultivation base can achieve.

Take a deep breath, take out the fire dragon spirit stone, the truly dangerous adventure has just begun!

The firefinger’s spirit stone was extremely stubborn. It took nearly two hours to refining. Just when the surface was peeled and melted, Lin Muyu, standing in the treasure cauldron of the refining vessel, quickly summoned the spirit of martial arts. The dragon scale wall and the mysterious turtle shell were also Bless one by one!

"Roar!"

Sure enough, a firefly beast soul rushed out of the spirit stone, opened its blood basin and bit it, and directly hit a dazzling flame on the mysterious tortoise shell and dragon scale wall. Lin Muyu snorted, and iron fists danced wildly. He even took out a newly casted weapon blade to dance and cut the power of the beast soul, and for a while, the gale gusts in the treasure cauldron, roaring endlessly!

After nearly half a minute of fighting, the fire dragon beast soul was slowly refined, while Lin Muyu was standing in the treasure cauldron panting, with a fiery wound on her chest, which was severely wounded. The beast soul is indeed not covered, even in the treasure cauldron, it can make such a violent counterattack, it is terrible!

However, Lin Muyu was very thankful that she had survived, so this sword must not be too bad!

The fire dragon beast soul drew into the iron slurry, and there was a faint whining sound!

Lin Muyu urged Gu Zhenqi to continue refining, and chose a majestic long sword from the "sword model" given by Lulu as a mold. The iron slurry slowly flowed in, and the reshaping process only took a few minutes. When the tripod was dispersed, a fiery red long sword was suspended in the air. Lin Muyu pushed it with a single palm, and the strong wind sent the long sword into the pool.

"puff!"

The fierce water vapor rose up, evaporating most of the water in the pool!

When I carefully fished out the Liaoyuan Sword from the bottom of the water, I forgot to engrave and name the long sword. In desperation, my fingers raised the real dragon and spit out the flames, so I wrote "Liaoyuan" on the blade with my fingers. The two characters, the font is strong, and the style of Wang Xizhi is used. Lin Muyu learned the calligraphy from his father since he was a child. This good calligraphy is definitely one of the best among his peers, and now it can finally come in handy!

"Brother, congratulations, this is a fifth-order profound grade sword!" Lulu clapped her hands and laughed.

Lin Muyu was also very pleased.

The newly-born Liaoyuan sword is heavier than the original one, and the scabbard is no longer suitable for use. It needs to be made anew.

Holding the Liaoyuan sword, leaning on the head of the bed, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The fatigue of the training of soldiers far surpassed that of refining medicine. After casting several long swords in succession, he already felt that the true energy in his body seemed to be drained.

It was already the next morning when I woke up from this sleep, and there was a knock on the door of "Dong Dong".

"Lin Zhi, get up." It was the voice of Deacon Ge Yang.

Lin Muyu stood up, slept all night, got more energy, hurried to open the door, and smiled: "Grandpa Ge Yang, isn't it my vacation now? What's the matter?"

Ge Yang squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, the deacon has something to do with you, take your work last night and go to the church!"

"Um... OK..."

Although I don't know what happened, Leihong never hurt himself.

Washing up a bit, holding 6 swords and following Ge Yang to the sanctuary.

In the early morning, the instructors and companion trainers had finished their meals and began to practice, and the church was very quiet.

"Ayu!" Lei Hong said with a sincere expression.

However, in Lin Muyu's eyes, his expression was as if he was asking for something, so he smiled and said, "Grandpa Leihong, if you have anything, just tell me!"

"good… "

Lei Hong smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, Grandpa had been protecting you for your practice last night. He saw that you refined some very good weapons, so... heh heh, let's talk about Deacon Ge Yang next..."

Ge Yang looked helpless: "Ayu, what the chief deacon meant... Although our temple has received financial support from the empire, the weapons in our arsenal are actually third-rate goods. You can see, the soldiers of the instructors The blades are often broken and damaged. In fact, they are ordinary and sophisticated weapons. There are no spiritual weapons at all. So after seeing that you can forge spiritual weapons, the deacon is very pleased..."

Lin Muyu was already watching the fire, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the two grandfathers wanted to buy the long sword I cast in the name of the temple, didn't they?"

"right!"

Ge Yang rubbed his hands, looking like a profiteer: "But we are a family, you have to give an internal price..."

Lin Muyu: "..."

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