Chapter 78: My pleasure

Chapter 78
The bad old man comforted: "It's all a minor mistake. Just pay attention later, don't be discouraged."
Su Zimo nodded.
Regardless of the end result, he did not come out today.
The step of shaping seems simple, but there are many considerations on the shape of the magic weapon you want to shape, and you must use the power of the weapon as much as possible.
The fourth step is tempering.
The shaped flying sword was suspended in the smelter, and Su Zimo re-released the third-level spirit fire and began to heat.
At this step, the temperature must be controlled.
It cannot be too high, the temperature is too high, and Feijian is easy to re-melt.
It cannot be too low, the temperature is too low to achieve the effect of tempering, and there is no way to cut the blade.
It is best to burn the artifact to the red and transparent state.
Over the past month, Su Zimo has failed countless times just by practicing this step.
After half a ring, Feijian began to gradually turn red in the refining vessel. Under the continuous flame of flame, the sword body exuded a crystal red light.
Su Zimo controlled, placed the flying sword flat on the bottom of the tripod, turned into a hammer with aura, and began to hammer.
The clanking voice kept ringing.
After tempering, not only can you get rid of more impurities, but you can also make the blade harder.
Among the six steps of the refining machine, this step is the most skillful, and the refining technique of each refining division is different.
Su Zimo just hit his sword with a little bit of brute force.
The old man saw a big frown, Su Zimo's tempering method was too rough, and it was completely different from the iron in the mundane world.
At the same time, Feng Haoyu also began to refine the flying sword.
Unlike Su Zimo, Feng Haoyu's method of hammering Feijian is much smarter.
Feng Haoyu is the root of Feng Ling, condensing a wind hammer. While striking the flying sword, he blends in a touch of aura of wind attributes. Such a flying sword will be more flexible and faster when tempered.
While hammering, the sword's edge gradually revealed.
Feng Haoyu's tempering technique is obviously very skillful and faster, and has already caught up with Su Zimo.
After an incense stick, Su Zimo exhaled a long breath.
Tempering is complete!
If it is a fake spirit artifact that is cast, directly put the burning red flying sword into cold water and quench it in one step.
But at this time, Su Zimo moved.
Since this flying sword has a hilt, it is not perfect at all, so it is better to try Juling!
Over the past month, Su Zimo has refurbished dozens of flying swords in the process of gathering spirits, and none have succeeded.
In the mouths of some internal disciples who explain the refiner, gathering spirits has no skill, it is more like hitting a big luck. With good luck, you can successfully gather spirits.
Of course, this is on the premise that the first four steps are not too problematic.
After tempering, Su Zimo did not remove the flying sword from the refining tripod, but stared at the aura inside the tripod.
"Does he want to gather?"
"If this is a success, it will be awesome."
"Well, just a month after I contacted the mixer, I was delusional about gathering spirits. I don't think he knows how to do it!"
There was a rumbling of rumours around, with exclamation and sarcasm.
Su Zimo discarded all distractions and calmed down. This step requires the concentration of the refiner. There must be no distraction!
Su Zimo took a deep breath, controlled the aura inside Ding, and slowly rushed towards the red sword.
Under the constant squeezing, a faint pattern appeared on the sword body.
"Look, Lingwen!"
"It's really a spirit pattern, but it's not formed yet."
"Is he really going to make a bad sword?"
At this point, Feng Haoyu had just finished tempering. Hearing the sound of discussion in the crowd, his heart sank, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Su Zimo.
If Su Zimo really refines the inferior artifact, he can only bet once and try to gather spirits.
However, Feng Haoyu didn't have the bottom of his heart. It was too difficult to gather spirits, and he never succeeded.
The old man narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Fei Jian in Ding Nei, exuding a little sweat in his palm, even more nervous than Su Zimo.
Snapped!
At this moment, there was a crisp sound in Su Zimo's smelter.
It's over!
Su Zimo secretly exclaimed.
Immediately after, there was a boom, the flying sword exploded, and the fragments hit the refining vessel, making a sound.
Failed.
Can be expected.
Su Zimo shook his head slightly, smiling at himself.
The old man sighed slightly.
Xue Yi showed pity beside him.
Feng Haoyu saw this scene, finally relieved.
Su Zimo's flying sword exploded, and Feng Haoyu didn't plan to try to gather spirits. Instead, he took out the false spirits in the tripod and put them into cold water.
A stab.
A thick white smoke rose from the basin.
The Feijian was successfully refined, the cold air was exposed, and the edge was compelling!
Feng Haoyu put the flying sword on the front desk case, waiting for the final evaluation.
As soon as Su Zimo had collected the smelter, he heard a sound in the hall.
"The six steps of the refiner, the spiritual fire level is not the only one. Don't think that you can become the refiner by practicing the third-level spiritual fire."
Su Zimo followed the sound, facing a little provocatively indifferently to Fengfeng Haoyu.
Feng Haoyu said with a smile: "Master Su, the way, you have to be down-to-earth and walk step by step. You won't run if you don't walk.
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
The two met only a few times and never spoke. There was no grudge on weekdays, but somehow, Feng Haoyu was extremely hostile to him!
Especially today.
"That is, Master Feng said it well."
"Oh, the third level of spiritual fire is cultivated, and it's a little bit drifting, that's beyond your control!"
None of the speakers were Qi Feng, but the disciples who came from Lingfeng to take part in the assessment. Naturally, these people would not miss the opportunity to suppress Su Zimo to please Feng Haoyu.
"You seldom talk strangely in this yin and yang, go back and practice the third-level spirit fire before you talk!" Xue Yi couldn't help but stand up and sneer.
Many Lingfeng disciples were suddenly speechless and hard to look.
Regardless, even if Su Zimo gathers spirits, it is a fact that he practiced the third-level spiritual fire. Among the five peaks, no one can reach it!
Feng Haoyu said, "Brother Su, don't worry about this failure. There will be Wufeng comparative art at the end of the year. Hope that at that time, Brother Su can beat me."
Su Zimo glanced at Feng Haoyu lightly, but did not respond.
The old man looked at this scene by his side and never spoke. There was a quarrel between the disciples. As a predecessor of Zongmen, naturally he would not take too much care.
After a while, the disciple who presided over the assessment Yang said: "Although you have all made fake spirits, the flying swords made by Fengfeng Haoyu have better quality and faster speed, so this time The first place to be evaluated at the end of the month is Feng Haoyu. "
Many Lingfeng disciples cheered.
Feng Haoyu smiled slightly, glanced at Su Zimo, finally looked at the old man, bowed slightly, and said, "First adult, please take me to see the image of the refiner left by senior Zongmen."
"Ok."
The old man had no expression, and nodded, "You are the first, naturally qualified."
After that, the old man pulled Su Zimo's arm and said casually, "Let's go, boy, you can go and see."
Su Zimo froze for a moment.
Feng Haoyu frowned, and Shen said, "Su Zimo's smelter failed, and there was no ranking at the end of the month. He was not qualified to watch the video. Is this the first adult's move wrong?"
"It's really wrong."
The old man nodded his head, and grinned, "But I'm happy."
(End of this chapter)