After Yu Wenlei broke through to the eighth level of the Spiritual Realm, he finally destroyed the space ring of the second elder. The entire possessions of a powerful Spirit King really shocked him! In addition to a large amount of resources, he also received an unexpected gain, which was the body-refining martial skill, Black Dragon Absolute Body!
Yu Wenlei pondered in the secret room for a long time, and finally got a clue about the black dragon body. However, he still had to endure a lot of hardships to get started. Fortunately, Yu Wenlei is not afraid of hardship. I believe that with his talent, it should not be difficult to get started.
He exhaled, slowly stood up and walked out of the secret room, and began to practice the Black Dragon Ultimate Body. He had to prepare some things, but he was not in a hurry, so he put them aside for now.
Whoosh!
A black spiritual figure flashed past, and Yu Wenlei came to the center of the city. After such a long time, he wanted to see Hu Qiang again. It was rare for the Six Swordsmen to have good seedlings, so of course he had to cultivate them with all his strength.
pound! pound! pound!
It happened that Hu Qiang was refining weapons at this time, and what he was hammering was a piece of fine iron. Following Yu Wenlei's instructions, Hu Qiang hammered the fine iron once a day. In the past three months, his tempering level has improved greatly, and his spiritual power has also exceeded the second level of the Lingyuan Realm.
Yu Wenlei watched with great interest as he finished the last blow. Hu Qiang wiped his sweat and breathed heavily. Yu Wenlei felt carefully that 50% of the impurities had been removed from the piece of fine iron!
Snap, snap, snap...
Outside Huzi's blacksmith shop, there was sudden applause. Huqiang put down the hammer and immediately went out to greet them.
Yu Wenlei clapped his hands and walked in slowly. Hu Qiang's progress really surprised him. At this rate of progress, in one or two years, Hu Qiang will be able to refine the primitive weapon embryo. If his mental power breaks through the first level soul realm , you can even refine an enchanted spiritual weapon by yourself...
"Not bad, not bad, Hu Qiang, you've made great progress, I'm really impressed..." Yu Wenlei couldn't fault it and praised him.
"Uh... Chief, this is all thanks to the Chief and Master's guidance." Hu Qiang shook his head with a silly smile.
"Oh? Who is your master?"
"Back to the chief, my master is Master Yang, and he only accepted me as his disciple two months ago." Hu Qiang said frankly.
Yu Wenlei suddenly realized that it would be no wonder if it was Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang’s spiritual power had reached the late stage of the first-level soul realm. He was already a first-level weapon refiner. His level of weapon refinement must be above him...
"Hu Qiang, starting from today, this Huzi Blacksmith Shop will be renamed Liudao Weifang, and you will be the owner of Liudao Weifang." Yu Wenlei said solemnly. Later, he planned to ask Zhang Han to expand the shop. After adding some more utensils, this Six Swords Weapon Shop will become the weapons pavilion of the Six Swordsmen from now on.
"Yes, big leader!" Hu Qiang said excitedly.
The next day, preparations for the renovation and expansion of Liudao Weifang were in full swing. Under Zhang Han's supervision, it would be completed in a few days.
Whoosh!
In another part of Liudao City, a spiritual shadow swept into the former city lord's palace, and then walked towards a spacious courtyard. This person was naturally Yu Wenlei.
Seeing that there was no one guarding the door of the courtyard, Yu Wenlei pushed the door open and entered. The courtyard still seemed very empty, with only servants pruning flowers and plants busy. At this moment, an old man slowly walked out of the house.
"Mr. Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I must have noticed that I am in the city. I'm ashamed. I haven't come to visit Mr. Yang these days. I also want to thank Mr. Yang. If Mr. Yang hadn't been in charge, the Shocking Gun Gang wouldn't have So peaceful." Yuwen Lei stepped into the hospital and said to Yang Xinghe.
"It's okay, there's no need to be polite to me..." Yang Xinghe gave up.
"Mr. Yang, I heard that you accepted Hu Qiang as your disciple?"
"Yes, that little boy is a good candidate for refining weapons. I simply have nothing to do, so I accepted him happily."
"Then Hu Qiang is lucky..." Yu Wenlei sighed slightly, not to mention Yang Xinghe's weapon refining level, just his skills alone, I am afraid that even the ninth level of the Linggang Realm would not dare to underestimate him!
"Why, boy, your mental talent is much better than that of Tiger. If you want to learn weapon refining, I wouldn't mind having another apprentice." Yang Xinghe flicked his long beard and said jokingly .
Hearing this, Yu Wenlei lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then he raised his head and smiled brightly.
"Young man has never witnessed Mr. Yang's skill in weapon refining, so why not..."
"Oh? You are cunning. You want to find out what I am? Well, I can show you to dispel your doubts." Yang Xinghe was not annoyed at all, but agreed to refine the weapon on the spot. However, before he started, Yu Wenlei shook his hand and spoke again.
"No, Mr. Yang misunderstood... What you mean is, why don't we... compete?"
"Huh? What! Let's compare notes? You mean weapon refining?" Yang Xinghe suspected that he heard wrongly, and the expression on his face was very exciting.
"Young man is not talented, I still hope Mr. Yang will give you some advice." Yu Wenlei said seriously.
"You... are interesting, interesting, boy, how do you compare?"
"Since we are competing to refine weapons, of course, whoever refines the spiritual weapons with higher quality will win."
"Oh? Just like this?" Yang Xinghe was startled again. He thought Yu Wenlei had some tricks up his sleeve, but there was no such thing as trickery in this rule. Everyone had to rely on their own abilities.
"Yes, that's it."
"Boy, I thought you were not a frivolous person, but this time, if you don't have any means, I will be disappointed." Yang Xinghe frowned slightly.
"Mr. Yang is joking, this kid is not frivolous. Mr. Yang thinks he is sure to win? Then... what if the kid wins?" Yu Wenlei continued to induce, with a hint of a treacherous smile...
"Hmph... He is very thoughtful and scheming at such a young age! But it doesn't matter, if you really win, I will join your Six Swordsmen." Yang Xinghe's sophisticated eyes fell on Yu Wenlei, and he saw through him at a glance. idea.
"Ahem, cough, cough, Mr. Yang, let's start the competition now?" Yu Wenlei was exposed and looked a little embarrassed. But it's good if the goal is achieved. With Mr. Yang's promise, he has the motivation to fight again!
"Then start!"
After the words fell, the two separated some distance in the courtyard and each took out the fine iron, hammer and furnace. Yang Xinghe's spiritual power is at the late stage of the first-level soul realm, and he specializes in cultivating weapons. I believe that what he is refining is definitely a first-level enchanted spiritual weapon.
As for Yu Wenlei, although he has not successfully refined a spiritual weapon, he is quite confident in his talent for refining weapons. Last time in Nanyang City, he was just shy of success. Now his cultivation level has been greatly improved. It's quite certain.
pound! pound! pound!
pound! pound! pound!
The two of them picked up the hammer at the same time and began the first step of refining the weapon, tempering!
Yu Wenlei beat slowly and slowly, his mental power constantly capturing the impurities in the fine iron. Generally speaking, after more than 80% of impurities have been removed from refined iron, it can be used as a primitive embryo to withstand the power of enchantment.
However, the more impurities are removed, the easier it will be to enchant, which will also affect the toughness of the spirit weapon. Because of this, the first step of tempering is particularly important.
The scorching sun was high, and time passed little by little. In the spacious courtyard, the sound of fine iron knocking came one after another, continuously...
