Chapter 316: Bloodshed

Chapter 316: Blood Quenched Out
Five spirit patterns, perfect magic weapon!
In front of Su Zimo, a dazzling halo erupted, like a gorgeous morning light, permeating the entire square.
The halo paused for a moment, but quickly converged and gathered into the blade!
No one spoke. On the square, on the spectator's seat, the crow and bird were silent.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the huge spirit knife suspended in the air, their mouths widened and their expressions shocked.
Although this phantom knife looks so clunky, it still has a knife handle and it is unreasonable everywhere, but after all, it is a perfect grade magic weapon!
Even if it is a real Jin Dan who has lived for hundreds of years, he may not be able to see the release of a perfect spirit throughout his life.
How lucky are they now to witness this scene?
Yunshan's gaze was hot.
Nanyue Zong is famous for his strength of body-building and melee. This dagger is in the hands of others and has limited power, but falling into his hands is definitely a terrifying killer!
This perfect-level spirit knife has a fatal appeal to him!
The eyes of everyone at Zhenhuomen were shocked, and then a little confused appeared.
Sima Zhi, Elder Zhang, etc. who had been immersed in the art of refining for hundreds of years, were also somewhat confused.
Theoretically, Su Zimo's statement that he removed the refiner tripod is completely foolish.
But the fact is before them, and they have to rethink.
Maybe, removing the refiner tripod can really condense the luck and increase the success rate of Juling?
After all, this method has never been tried. Maybe this is really an undiscovered secret in the refining industry?
But the two thought for a while. If it was that simple, Su Zimo would tell the secret so frankly, without concealing it in the slightest?
No matter what they think, they can't figure it out.
But the fact is that after removing the Refiner Ding, Su Zimo condensed five spirit patterns!
Looking at the spirit knife hanging in the air, Su Zimo was relieved, and he took a sigh of relief, showing a bright smile.
This sacrifice exercise consumed a lot of his spiritual power, mind and energy. Now the whole man is exhausted, almost collapsed, and his body is wet with sweat.
There is one final step, this Spirit Knife, will be completely refined.
Su Zimo waved his sleeve robe, and the five knives that had just condensed moved horizontally and fell into the cold water that had been prepared.
The sixth step is quenching.
Normally, the blazed red spirit knife falls into cold water, which will quickly cool down, emit a billowing smoke, and make a harsh noise.
In the alternation of hot and cold, the internal structure of the spirit knife will change, it will become harder, and the spirit pattern will be completely integrated into the sword body, regardless of each other.
But now, the spirit knife made by Su Zimo fell into the cold water, and there was no sound of "stabbing", and no smoke came out!
How could this be?
Su Zimo's expression changed slightly, frowning.
Just then, there was a change in cold water.
The surface of the water exuded warm white gas and began to bubble up one by one.
It's boiling!
This pot of water did not quench the flame on the spirit knife. Instead, it was scorched and boiled by the hot heat emitted by the knife body!
Cooing Cooing!
The water boiled, and many Jindan real people stood up and watched from the observation table.
"Hahahaha!"
At this moment, Sima Zhi laughed loudly, with ridicule in his eyes, and said loudly: "Su Zimo, Su Zimo, your perfect magic weapon is going to be scrapped, and it does not belong to you after all!"
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were dim, he was staring at the boiling water, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What's going on?" Someone whispered.
Sima Zhi said proudly: "If you want to make the perfect spirit, the six steps of the refiner must not go wrong. If you want to train the blade with five spirit patterns, how can it be successful with ordinary cold water!"
Su Zimo sighed in his heart.
He knew that Sima Zhi was right, and this matter was indeed a thoughtless one.
Of course, you can't blame him all. In all the ancient refining books of Wu Feng, there is no mention of what to pay attention to when making perfect spiritual tools.
Who would have thought that after countless years, there would be a disciple in Wufeng trying to make the perfect spiritual weapon?
Sima Zhi teased his face, and raised his voice, "If you want to train the perfect spiritual artifact, you have to use the finest and rarest spiritual water fluids, such as northern ice, deep sea magic oil, or Tianluo spring water ... ... "
"Unfortunately, you don't have any of these things, hahahaha!"
Many Jindan real people secretly said, each of these three things that Sima Zhi said is very valuable, not even lower than the price of the best spiritual artifact!
Unexpectedly, it was just used for quenching.
Su Zimo drew the spirit knife out of the boiling water, his face was expressionless, he couldn't see his emotions, and had no other movement.
After seeing this scene, everyone knew that Su Zimo had not prepared these things in advance and could not help but sigh.
Seeing that a perfect spirit is about to be born, I did not expect to fall on the last step.
"Ugh!"
Xuan Yi sighed, and could not bear to show face.
Ji Yaoxue looked at Su Zimo, who was silent, a moment of distress, and quickly shouted, "Father, help him ..."
Zhou Tianzi said in a deep voice: "Mingze, go to the treasure house of the palace, where there should be Tianluo spring water."
"It's late!"
Sima Zhi pointed at the spirit knife in Su Zimo's hand and sneered: "Five breaths, if there is no hardened thing, this knife will be scrapped!"
Everyone took a deep look. The fiery sword had a faint tendency to disintegrate, and it was too late to get Tianluo Spring Water!
"Su Zimo, you are still too young, ha ha ha."
Sima Zhi laughed.
He is very happy, because this time, Su Zimo's luck will collapse, and it will be difficult to make a perfect magic weapon in the future!
This time, it was not only a knife that was abolished, but also a monster-like smelter!
Ji Yaoxue stood up and prepared to go to comfort Su Zimo.
At this moment, Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a fascination in his eyes, and he suddenly grasped the long knife in his hand, across the chest, the blade edge down.
Su Zimo stretched out his palm, the blade landed on the palm, and swept across the palm slowly and forcefully!
Since there is no northern ice, deep sea magic oil, or Tianluo spring water, then use my blood to temper this magic sword!
Sima Zhi showed disdain and sneered: "It's foolish. Your blood is comparable to Tian Luo ..."
Sima Zhi couldn't go on, staring at his eyes, his face was full of incredible colors.
How could this happen, his blood ...
Huh!
Under the blade, blood spewed and scattered on the red blade.
Stab it!
The harsh noises sounded, and the billowing smoke was coming from the blade!
The temperature of the blade dropped sharply, and the spirit pattern that was about to collapse suddenly stabilized and merged with the blade!
Moreover, these five spirit patterns are still faintly swallowing Su Zimo's blood!
Although the temperature of the blade has fallen, the color of the blade has gradually deepened, from the fire red calcined by the spiritual fire, and gradually transformed into blood-like scarlet!
The sixth step is quenching.
Huh!
The blade trembled, making a violent sound of blade slamming, which was permeated with strong blood, which was disturbing.
Su Zimo's palm gently stroked the blade and murmured: "Since it was made from my blood ... from now on, you'll call it" Blood Quenching. "
Like a psychic, the blade was quiet.
Perfect artifact, blood quenched!
(End of this chapter)