"What we are refining this time is a top-grade magic weapon, a thin light blade. It is a water-attribute magic weapon. The sword body is as thin as water, and it is usually made of women's swords. It must be used by Mr. Hong's juniors.
Mr. Hong thought carefully and prepared two materials for me for fear of my failure. But we must try our best to achieve success. "
Mr. Ye pointed at the materials on the table and said.
"These pieces are chromium silver stone, which is the main material for refining this thin light blade. Chromium silver stone is extremely hard in texture, and the smelting temperature is relatively high. It usually takes three or four hours to melt.
This small piece is Mithril. Mithril is soft but has the strongest fusion ability. It is the most commonly used accessory material and can replace many materials. It can generally be used to refine high-level magic weapons, so it is expensive.
This small piece is no bigger than a thumb and costs three to four hundred gold. It can be said to be the most expensive material in this pile. "Uncle Ye pointed at the materials on the table and introduced them to Liangchen one by one.
"Three to four hundred gold! So expensive!" Liangchen couldn't help but secretly smacked his tongue.
"This bottle contains the spiritual water of the Leopard Tu Spring in the thorn forest. This spring is connected to the source of spiritual water from the bottom of the earth. It draws the essence of the sun and the moon above. It has been flowing for thousands of years and always flows all year round. It is the same as the Yuhua Spring in the Western Region and the immortal water in the endless desert. Quandu is a necessary material for refining water-attribute magic weapons." Mr. Ye pointed to a mutton-fat jade bottle on the table.
"What is this?" Ye Liangchen asked, pointing to another bottle.
"This is the blood of the Demonic Swordfish. It is a low-level monster among water demons, but it is extremely fast, has a long and pointed mouth, and swims quickly like an arrow from a string, so it is called the Demonic Swordfish.
After tempering with this demon's blood, the speed of the flying sword can be greatly increased. "Uncle Ye explained carefully.
In this way, Uncle Ye introduced all the materials used, and also talked about some key points that need to be paid attention to when refining and his past experiences. More than an hour passed.
Ye Lao looked at the fire cauldron in the center of the earth vein fire. It was already red. After waiting for a while, the fire cauldron slowly dimmed again, and the two fire snakes seemed to come to life.
"The first step of Yunding has been completed. Now the materials can be smelted." Mr. Ye said.
As he spoke, Mr. Ye waved his long sleeves, and a ray of glow enveloped three fist-sized chromium silver stones on the table and flew into the cauldron.
After about an hour, the chromium silver stone in the cauldron showed no signs of melting, but became increasingly dazzling and bright.
Another hour passed before the chromium silver stone began to melt. Half an hour later, the three pieces of chromium silver stone finally slowly melted into a ball and turned into a large drop of water that looked like it was plated with silver.
The silver beads kept rolling, and traces of black impurities appeared during the process. Later, the black threads appeared less and less, until finally no other impurities leaked out, and the silver beads also became smaller.
Ye Lao waved another ray of light and put the mithril into the cauldron.
As soon as the mithril fell into the cauldron, it made a "cracking-" sound.
The sound lasted for about an hour before gradually disappearing. As the sound disappeared, the thumb-sized Mithril shrank by a third.
"Mithril is mostly produced in silver salt mines, so it usually contains a little bit of silver salt. The crackling sound is the reaction when the silver salt is burned.
According to the silver salt content, the quality of mithril can be judged. The quality of this piece of mithril should be the lowest, with a higher content, and less than half of it has been refined. "
Ye Lao explained to Ye Liangchen while controlling the flame to wrap the mithril.
Two hours passed like this, and there was still no sign of the mithril melting. Liangchen was a little anxious while waiting, pacing around the room.
Seeing that Liangchen was a little impetuous, Mr. Ye slowly explained:
"This mithril is the most difficult to melt. It usually takes four or five hours."
"So long!" Liangchen sighed secretly.
"People who refine weapons are most afraid of being impatient and have a normal heart. No matter what materials are being refined or what level of treasures are being refined, one must have a normal heart. If the heart is unstable, the weapon will be unstable.
Do you know that in this world, powerful people are like carps crossing the river, but there are so few weapon refiners and craftsmen? Why? "Uncle Ye asked.
"I don't know about Liangchen." Liangchen replied.
"Refining the law cultivates the magic power of the Dantian. Refining the body cultivates the skin, muscles and bones. And refining the weapon cultivates the heart. A strong and quiet heart!
Mana can be accumulated through elixirs, and the body can be exercised diligently, but the state of mind can only be understood slowly by oneself. You must love refining from the bottom of your heart, experience every process of refining with your heart, and not just pursue the joy after practicing the magic weapon!
If you can't do it, you won't get very far on this path. "
Uncle Ye spoke slowly, as if he was deliberately going along with this statement.
But to Liangchen's ears, it was like a heavy hammer beating a drum, deafening and enlightening.
"Yes! For so long, I have been thinking about how to earn spiritual gold and how to refine magic weapons to strengthen myself. Learning weapon refining from Uncle Ye was a choice I made after considering many pros and cons.
Because my magic power could not be improved for a long time, I just started to refine weapons as an experiment. To say that I like it is out of the question.
How far can you go like this? "
Liangchen thought secretly in his heart and broke out in a cold sweat.
He thought of all the past, of his persistence for so long, and of the unknown road still so long.
"Where should I go?"
In confusion, he looked at the twin snake fire cauldron wrapped in blazing fire. Against the backdrop of the flames, Mr. Ye looked at the mithril in the cauldron with a quiet and peaceful expression. His eyes were soft, as if he were looking at his beloved thing, and his heart was moved. .
"Since you can't see anything about your future and destiny, and you have chosen this path of weapon refining, then you should continue on the path of your choice with all your heart!"
He seemed to be infected by Mr. Ye, and seemed to have received some inspiration, and he secretly made up his mind to make a decision.
"I have learned a lesson in good time, thank you Uncle Ye for reminding me!"
As he finished these words, his whole temperament suddenly underwent a subtle change, as if he had become a completely different person.
Liangchen bowed deeply to Uncle Ye, then slowly sat cross-legged next to Uncle Ye, and began to look at the material in the cauldron like Uncle Ye did, paying close attention to every change in it.
Instead of pacing back and forth like just now, impatiently paying attention to when the material will melt and when the next process can be carried out, memorizing the characteristics of the material and the time required for melting.
Uncle Ye looked at him and nodded happily.
At this moment, Ye Liangchen has truly embarked on the path of weapon refining!
The blazing flames illuminated the figures of the uncle and nephew, casting two huge shadows on the wall.
After two hours of this, the mithril finally began to melt, and finally turned into a small silver bead.
At this time, Uncle Ye began to control mithril to approach the big silver bead that melted the chromium silver stone. The two touched each other gently, as if the big bead kissed the small bead. However, the kiss lasted for half an hour, and mithril finally and Chrome silver stone blends into one.
"Although the two are integrated, the material distribution is not uniform, so it is still necessary to control the flame calcination and constantly control the rolling of the silver beads, which takes about an hour." Ye Lao said.
In this way, while explaining, the sword was refined at the same time. Although the sword was small, the refining speed was even slower.
It took Mr. Ye nearly five hours to slowly refine the silver bead into a slender dagger.
The sword is about two feet long and three fingers wide. It is as thin as a piece of paper and its body is as white and dazzling as fish scales.
Mr. Ye then waved his hand, and the bottle of quenching agent composed of leopard spring water and magic swordfish blood flew towards the sword.
"Water and fire are incompatible. Water-attribute magic weapons require higher quenching temperatures and are extremely difficult to control. Therefore, the quenching time is longer than the quenching time of other attribute magic weapons."
As he spoke, Mr. Ye pointed at the jade bottle, and saw that the jade bottle tilted slightly, and a drop of spiritual liquid dripped out, falling on the thin light blade.
With a sound of "Here -", a wisp of light red mist splashed up, and the sword seemed to sense the flow of cold light.
An unexpected scene appeared. The splashing mist seemed to be sucked back by an invisible force.
In a daze, Liangchen seemed to feel that the sword was a living creature, inhaling the mist with his mouth open, and the temperature in the room also cooled slightly as the mist was sucked into the sword.
Then another drop rolled down, a trace of mist, a flow of cold light, a trace of temperature drop.
Repeatedly, it was as if time had stopped, and I don't know how long it took before the spiritual liquid in the bottle was drained.
As the last drop of spiritual liquid dripped away, the temperature in the room had dropped to about half of what it was when the material was smelted.
And that sword was originally as thin as a piece of paper, but whether it was an illusion or not, he felt as if it was much fuller.
Knowing that the critical moment was coming, Liangchen and Ye Lao stared at the sword in the cauldron together.
In just half a cup of tea, a cold light suddenly flashed across the sword, and the flames in the cauldron seemed to have been patted by an invisible giant hand, or splashed with a bucket of cold water.
There was a muffled sound of "Puff——", and in an instant it was half shorter, and the air temperature suddenly dropped a lot!
It only lasted for a moment, and then the flames shot up again.
"This? It's done?"
Liangchen asked.
