"Ice Blade Technique!"
With a thought in Zhao Lin's mind, a crystal clear ice blade appeared out of thin air three feet in front of him.
From the gathering of ice energy to the formation of the ice blade, it only took a blink of an eye.
When the attack spell is at the Dacheng level, it can be completed in one-eighth of a breath. When it reaches the Perfect level, the time is shortened by half, to only one-sixteenth of a breath!
It may not seem like a big improvement, but for a lightning-fast fight, it's enough to determine the offensive and defensive momentum.
The ice blade was hanging in the air. Zhao Lin reached out and touched it, feeling a cold feeling coming from his fingertips.
If you close your eyes, the feeling is the same as cold iron.
"go!"
Zhao Lin shouted softly, and the ice blade shot out quickly, patrolling back and forth over the yard, creating streaks of silver light.
Because of the protection of the mist illusion array, you can cast spells at home without worrying about outsiders seeing it.
"That's not right, the heat is still missing!"
After a while, Zhao Lin stopped, shook his head and said to himself.
Since the ice blade technique was promoted to the perfect level, the control of the ice blade has become more and more refined.
But somehow, it always feels like it’s not “complete” enough.
Practicing magic is like climbing a high mountain, getting started, becoming proficient, becoming successful... all the way up.
Reaching the realm of perfection is equivalent to reaching the top of a mountain.
Zhao Lin knew very well that he had not reached the point where he could see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.
In the past, spiritual training to improve the level of a spell could be fully mastered by practicing it for a few hours, or only a day or two at most.
This time it was different.
When Miao Kefa demonstrated the spell at first, he hit the metal ball with an ice blade so that it stayed in the air without falling to the ground.
In order to verify his idea, Zhao Lin decided to give it a try.
He came to the mortal blacksmith shop in Cuiweifeng and asked the blacksmith to make three fine steel balls, which were roughly the same shape and size as the balls used by Miao Kefa.
Go back to your yard and throw three small balls into the air.
Then he raised his hand and the skate flew out.
"point!"
Zhao Lin shouted low, and the ice blade split into three parts in an instant, hitting the bottom of three small balls respectively.
Ding ding ding!
The three small balls bounced upward and flew in different directions.
Zhao Lin quickly drove the ice blade and slashed at it again.
After a crisp sound, a small ball fell to the ground.
After a moment of distraction, there were two "Puff" sounds, and the other two small balls also fell to the ground one after another.
"As expected."
Zhao Lin walked over slowly and picked up the ball that fell on the ground.
Miao Kefa can keep three small balls in the air, constantly colliding with each other. He can control the force and angle to score the ball with ease.
In comparison, I am still far behind.
As the saying goes, the truth lies in the subtleties. If you fight with Miao Kefa, you will definitely lose!
"I see!"
Zhao Lin had a look of surprise on his face and murmured to himself.
There are six levels of spells, and the higher you go, the harder it gets.
For most monks, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can always master their spells.
But if you want to reach the Dacheng level, you must have excellent talent and spend ten to twenty years, or even decades of hard work.
The perfection state is a state that countless monks cannot reach in their entire lives.
Although I have mastered all the insights, insights and essentials of the Ice Blade Technique, if I want to reach the level of Miao Kefa after practicing for ten or eight days, I would be underestimating the perfection-level magic.
This time it will definitely take more time, maybe three to five months, a year and a half is not unusual.
Only through continuous practice can you master it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lin felt relieved.
After practicing Taoism for three years, he has mastered three quasi-perfect level spells, which is unprecedented, so what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
"Since it will take some time for the spell to be perfected, it's time to create a magic weapon!"
With the same magic skills, magic weapons can enhance speed and attack power.
The last time Zhao Lin went out to sea to fight with the monks of the underground secret sect, he suffered a lot of losses when he used magic to face the eyebrow sword.
No matter how hard and sharp the condensed ice blade is, it can't compare to the magic weapon made of fine gold.
Zhao Lin had visited the market before and saw that most of the magic weapons sold were of fixed styles and suitable for ordinary monks to use.
It felt light and fluffy when he used it, and he was very uncomfortable with it, so he decided to find a weapon refiner to make one.
On the day of Xiu Mu, Zhao Lin took the three eyebrow knives he captured last time and headed to Yunding Peak.
Yunding Peak is located in the west of Hanchi County and is rich in fire resources. The Alchemy Hall and the Weapon Refining Hall are both located in the mountain.
Zhao Lin walked up the mountain road and reached halfway up the mountain when he saw a circular square paved with large rocks.
There are many stone buildings in the square, and many monks go in and out of them. Their robes have the word "Dan" or "Qi" printed on them. They are all apprentices of the two halls.
Zhao Lin was about to ask someone for directions when he saw several alchemy apprentices and weapon refiner apprentices arguing loudly, and many people gathered outside.
This is not unusual. Both alchemy and weapon refining use earth fire, and many of the materials are the same. Therefore, they often compete for resources and dislike each other.
"I ordered this Mars sand last month. Why do you take it away?"
A short and stocky weapon-making apprentice said confidently.
The alchemy apprentice standing opposite him did not show any weakness and sneered: "Last month? What a joke. Why didn't you fix all the Mars sand for a year?"
"Besides, alchemy is a delicate job and requires using Mars sand to control the fire. You all use sledgehammers in the weapon refining hall. What do you need Mars sand for?"
The alchemy apprentices who were watching heard the words and burst into laughter.
The weapon refining apprentice was furious: "Nonsense, the most important thing in refining a weapon is the heat! Your alchemy hall is just a group of people making pills, what's so cool about it?"
"Who are you to say? Don't eat the elixir we refined if you dare."
"If you don't want to eat, you won't eat. Then don't use our magic weapon..."
The quarrel between the two parties became more and more fierce. Fortunately, it was all lip service and no one had the intention to take action.
Zhao Lin shook his head, walked to a weapon-refining apprentice who was watching the excitement, raised his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, where is Master Zheng Tu's weapon-refining room?"
There are more than a dozen weapon refiners in Yunding Peak, and the only one who can be called a master is Zheng Tu, but the fee is also the most expensive.
For an ordinary weapon refiner to make a magic weapon, the amount of good deeds charged ranges from ten to fifty. Zheng Tu's starting price is one hundred, not including the material fee.
Zhao Lin felt that his ice sword skills were almost perfect. If he used an ordinary magic weapon, he might as well not use it and simply find the best weapon refiner.
"Are you looking for Master Zheng?"
The apprentice glanced at Zhao Lin in surprise, raised his hand and pointed eastward: "Enter the tunnel on the right, and there is the third largest weapon refining room from the left."
Zhao Lin cupped his hands and thanked him. When he walked to the end of the square, he saw two tunnels, one on the left and one on the right.
The tunnel goes deep into the mountain, is wide and long, and has stone chambers carved out on both sides.
Zhao Lin walked into the tunnel and immediately felt a heat wave hitting his face.
On the door of the third stone chamber, the character "Zheng" is engraved.
"This is it."
Zhao Lin grabbed the iron ring on the stone door and buckled it twice.
Gala la...
After a while, the stone door slowly opened.
An extremely large stone chamber appeared, with a radius of fifty or sixty feet.
The room was brightly lit, and the walls and floors were made of high-temperature-resistant dock stones. There was a stove in the center of the room, and flames were leaping in the furnace.
The air smelled of gunpowder.
A tall monk with a beard, his sleeves rolled up high, revealing his strong arms, was instructing two apprentices to beat a magic weapon embryo.
"Keep your hands steady and don't shake."
"Change to a small hammer and use the hammer movement technique..."
Zhao Lin walked over and stood aside to watch quietly.
After a while, the bearded monk shook his head, waved his hand to the two apprentices to stop, and turned to look at Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin thought that this person must be Zheng Tu, and quickly saluted, "Junior Zhao Lin, I have met senior Zheng."
Zheng Tu's face was full of flesh and his appearance was quite ugly, which reminded Zhao Lin of Zheng Tu in Water Margin.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Zheng Tu casually took out a magic talisman and crushed it, and a cool feeling suddenly filled the surrounding area.
"This junior is practicing ice sword skills, and I would like to ask my senior to make a sword."
Zhao Lin directly stated his intention.
"oh?"
Zheng Tu looked at Zhao Lin and said, "With your level of cultivation, you can just buy any magic weapon and use it. You want me to make it specially for you?"
Zhao Lin said humbly: "This junior is a little overconfident and wants to create a better magic weapon."
"Yeah, that's right. A magic weapon can be used for many years. Of course, if you have money, you can use it well."
Zheng Tu stretched out two fingers and said politely: "Two hundred good deeds, five hundred spiritual stones!"
Zhao Lin couldn't help but be startled, wondering why he was talking about money when he came up?
Zheng Tu saw what Zhao Lin was thinking and said, "My rules have always been like this. Otherwise, if you spend a long time verbosely deciding the weight and style of the magic weapon, but in the end you say you don't want it because it's too expensive, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"
"Although it's a little expensive, you can rest assured of my craftsmanship."
Seeing that Zhao Lin was hesitant, Zheng Tu added another sentence.
"The materials provided by juniors can be cheaper, right?"
The expenses have been too high recently, so Zhao Lin thought about saving a little bit.
"It takes dozens of materials to create a magic weapon. You should consider it as appropriate."
Zheng Tu was ambiguous.
"Okay, just follow what senior said!"
Zhao Lin couldn't just turn around and leave, so he gritted his teeth and agreed. Besides, the price of making a magic weapon was the same as that of a Chongqiao Pill. When he thought about it, it wasn't so expensive.
"happy!"
Zheng Tu laughed, and suddenly saw Zhao Lin holding three long knives in his hand, his eyes narrowed, "What did you bring?"
Zhao Lin took a few steps back, held the handle of the knife, and pulled the eyebrow knife out of the scabbard.
Zheng Tu raised his eyebrows, "This is the eyebrow knife of the Di An Sect. Do you want me to make one too?"
Zhao Lin shook his head slowly, "Junior wants to ask senior to create a magic weapon that can restrain the eyebrow knife."
After the battle at Yongdeng Ansha, Zhao Lin already considered the Di An Sect as his opponent.
The eyebrow knife is good for chopping and has a large attack range. It is often at a disadvantage against ordinary magic weapons.
Fu Dong, a ninth-level Qi-refining monk who went to sea with Zhao Lin, died from the eyebrow knife. Afterwards, the monk stationed on the island salvaged a dagger broken in two from the bottom of the sea, which illustrates the problem.
"interesting."
Zheng Tu laughed twice, reached out to take the eyebrow knife from Zhao Lin's hand, pointed to the texture on the blade and said, "The eyebrow knife is made using folding and forging techniques. The blade is extremely sharp, and the hardness and toughness are also quite good."
"The blade is slender and slender, with a small curvature. It combines the thrusting ability of a straight sword with the cutting power of a curved sword. It is very suitable for the Water Moon Slash that Earth Dark Sect monks are good at."
Then the conversation changed, "The disadvantage is that it lacks flexibility. It is especially afraid of heavy magic weapons such as sticks, hammers, and machetes. It can cause them to fly away if they are light, and make decisive decisions if they are heavy."
Zhao Lin secretly admired him for getting to the point right away.
Zheng Tu paused for a moment and continued: "Since you are practicing ice knife skills, then make a thick-edged machete that is at least twice as heavy as the eyebrow knife, and add tungsten vanadium stone to enhance the hardness."
"In this way, when you encounter monks who are at a similar level and use eyebrow knives, you can fight them without any hesitation!"
Zhao Lin perked up and asked, "Senior, please refine a thick-edged machete."
Zheng Tu smiled and said, "It's easy to make a magic weapon, but I'm afraid you won't be able to use it."
Zhao Lin was startled, "Senior, please make it clear."
Zheng Tu returned the eyebrow knife to Zhao Lin and explained: "For every weight of the magic weapon, it requires one more point of spiritual power and consciousness to drive it. You are only at the fifth level of weapon refining, can you control it?"
Zhao Lin thought to himself that he was a martial arts cultivator, and he had also practiced the Nine Transformation Condensation Technique. His spiritual power and consciousness were stronger than those of monks of the same level.
However, I was not sure whether I could use the thick-edged machete, and I pondered for a while.
Zheng Tu smiled slightly and asked his apprentice to get three iron swords from the stone table next to the stove.
Then he said to Zhao Lin: "Try the weight."
Zhao Lin picked up the three iron swords in turn and found that each one was heavier than the other.
Magic weapons are not weapons. In order to pursue speed and flexibility, they are generally not too heavy.
The length of the first iron sword was half shorter than the eyebrow sword, but the sword body was thick and the weight of the two was basically the same.
The width and length of the second iron sword have increased, and it is about twice as heavy.
The third iron sword is heavier, roughly equivalent to the weight of three eyebrow knives.
Zheng Tu waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's not holding it with hands, it's using it as a magic weapon."
Zhao Lin understood in his heart, said "Okay", took out the silver light dagger and swiped it on his fingertips.
Blood dripped and seeped into the blade of the first iron sword.
Sinking into his spiritual consciousness, he immediately established a mysterious and mysterious connection with the iron sword.
With a thought, the iron sword made a clear sound, vibrated and floated into the air.
The biggest difference between magic weapons and weapons is that magic weapons contain gold soul stones, soul-suppressing iron and other materials that can be attached with spiritual consciousness. Monks can use spiritual consciousness to control magic weapons.
Under the command of Zhao Lin, the iron sword flew back and forth in the wide stone room, flying vertically and horizontally.
Zheng Tu nodded, "Okay, let's change to the next one."
Zhao Lin followed suit and switched to the second iron sword, still able to control it freely.
Zheng Tu moved slightly and said, "Change again."
This time Zhao Lin finally felt the pressure. The weight of the magic weapon increased, causing the magic power to be consumed very quickly, and the range that his spiritual consciousness could reach was shortened by about ten feet.
After a while, Zhao Lin took back the iron sword and handed it back to Zheng Tu with both hands, "Junior thinks the weight of this iron sword is appropriate."
Zheng Tu said in a deep voice: "Think carefully. If the magic weapon is heavy, it will not only affect your flexibility, but also shorten the attack distance."
"Yes, this junior has thought it through."
Zhao Lin answered seriously.
His ice blade skills are about to be perfected, and most of the time he can suppress his opponents with just his spells.
If a magic weapon needs to be used, it must be to take advantage of its power, so it would be better if it is heavier.
"Okay! Your magic weapon will naturally be at your disposal."
Zheng Tu said nothing more and asked his apprentice to bring a dozen swords of different styles and arrange them on the anvil for Zhao Lin to choose from.
Zhao Lin knew what he was doing and quickly selected a short-handled hunting knife. (End of chapter)
