Chapter 77 Found a Treasure

I don't know when, the first bad old man in Qifeng came to the Refining Hall and stood beside Su Zimo.

The old man glanced at the Hanyue knife that Su Zimo had just put back, and asked casually, "Boy, why do you stab someone with a knife if you disagree?"

When he entered the sect, on the top of Qianshan, Su Zimo just came out of the illusion, and he slashed against the head of the peak.

Just now, he almost stabbed the head of Qifeng's head again.

Su Zimo looked embarrassed, and was about to withdraw the spirit fire, and quickly apologized to the master, but the old man quickly waved his hand, raised his head, and said, "It's okay, you continue to practice yours, the old man I'm on the side. Look, don't stress."

"Okay." Su Zimo nodded in response.

After a pause, the old man patted Su Zimo on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Boy, in our Misty Sect, there's no need to stretch the strings all day, just relax, no one will harm you, don't hesitate to do so. Get a knife."

In fact, Su Zimo's reaction was cultivated in the Canglang Mountains and has become a habit.

Outside the mountains, all birds and beasts are Su Zimo's enemies.

Back in the cave, he had to always be on guard against sneak attacks from the spirit monkeys, so he seemed a little nervous.

However, Su Zimo did not relax his vigilance because of the old man's words. He should pay more attention in the future, try not to use the knife, but he must be cautious.

The bad old man said again: "Besides, even if you take out a knife, you have to look at people. It's only been a month since you entered the sect, and you have already made a knife against the two leaders. It's worth staying for a long time."

"Cough, I will pay more attention in the future." Su Zimo smiled shyly.

For an assessment like this at the end of the month, the first seat of each peak will not show up, let alone the first seat of Qifeng, which is known for its lazy temperament.

Now, the old man appeared in the Item Refining Hall, and the reason was well known to everyone.

It was definitely not for Feng Haoyu, but Su Zimo.

At this moment, Feng Haoyu, who was standing at the front, felt his face burning hot, but he turned his back to everyone, and no one could see the chill in his eyes.

Feng Haoyu sank his mind and began to warm the cauldron again.

At the back of the main hall, Su Zimo's third-level spirit fire never stopped, and at this time, he had already started to put in spirit materials.

Numerous spiritual materials entered the cauldron, Su Zimo intensified the operation of spiritual energy, the flames flourished, and instantly wrapped the entire vessel refining cauldron.

The temperature inside the tripod continues to rise!

This step of smelting is to melt various spiritual materials into a liquid state at high temperature, and then fuse them together to refine the impurities in the spiritual materials as much as possible.

This step, regardless of the refining skills, is the best way to reflect the difference in the level of Spirit Fire.

Even if an advanced refiner controls the second-level spirit fire, in the smelting step, refining impurities cannot compare to the third-level spirit fire controlled by a novice.

It didn't take long for the various spiritual materials in the cauldron to melt, and finally refined into a large mass of metallic liquid, releasing a trace of spiritual energy.

The third-level spirit fire continued to burn.

This large mass of metal liquid boiled in the cauldron, bubbling bubbles, and the spiritual energy in the cauldron gradually became richer.

Seeing this, the old man had a smile in his eyes and nodded.

The metallic liquid was glowing red, and under constant roasting, the volume gradually shrank. This was because some impurities were refined.

After a quarter of an hour, the volume of the metal liquid finally stopped decreasing.

This does not mean that there are no impurities in the metal liquid, but that it has reached the limit of the third-level spirit fire that can refine impurities.

Melting ends.

At this time, the spiritual materials in the cauldron of the other disciples had just melted, and only Feng Haoyu's speed was slightly faster, and a large cloud of metallic liquid appeared in the cauldron.

The third-level spirit fire is not only better in refining impurities, but also faster, far ahead of others!

Next, shape.

Su Zimo removed the spirit fire, and while waiting for the temperature in the cauldron to drop, he adjusted his breath and practiced to restore the spirit energy he had just consumed.

To shape, you need to run the spiritual energy, condense a pair of spiritual hands and probe into the refining cauldron, and when the metal liquid will solidify and not solidify, quickly shape the weapon you want.

If you enter too early, the temperature inside the cauldron will be too high, and the spiritual hand will easily collapse. Not to mention, the metal liquid is not completely cooled, and it is difficult to shape successfully.

But if it enters too late, the metal liquid is completely solidified, and it is even less able to shape.

In this step, the test is experience.

After a stick of incense, Su Zimo suddenly stood up, frantically circulated his spiritual energy, condensed a pair of hands in mid-air, penetrated into the refining cauldron, grabbed the metal liquid inside the cauldron and pinched it.

At this time, the metal liquid is moderately soft and hard, and it has not completely solidified. The timing is just right!

The poor old man looked at Su Zimo attentively, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"Damn it, the old man really made me pick up a treasure!"

If it weren't for the presence of many sect disciples, the old man couldn't wait to hug Su Zimo and kiss him fiercely.

For some reason, Su Zimo suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but shudder.

A little, a flying sword gradually took shape.

The sword body is slender and not yet sharp, but the shape of the sword is just beginning to show.

At this time, many disciples in the refining hall simply gave up the assessment and focused on watching Su Zimo's refining process.

Noticing the sword shape created by Su Zimo, there was a burst of boos from the crowd.

Feng Haoyu had finished smelting at this time, and was waiting for the refining vessel to cool down. He sat on the spot to adjust his breath, and felt the restlessness in the crowd. He couldn't help but look back.

Seeing the shape of the sword in Su Zimo's Refining Cauldron, Feng Haoyu sneered, turned around and stopped looking.

After the shaping, Su Zimo could naturally feel the strangeness in the crowd.

"Master, did I make a mistake in this step?" Su Zimo couldn't help asking.

The old man waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's not a big mistake, you have a good timing of shaping, but there is something wrong with this sword shape, and there is an extra hilt."

"One more hilt?" Su Zimo was stunned for a moment, a little confused in his eyes.

The old man asked, "Do you know why most cultivators' flying swords don't have hilts?"

Su Zimo shook his head.

The old man said: "The flying sword is the magic weapon of the most common long sword in the world of self-cultivation. It is better than having blades on both sides. It is fast, has good flexibility, and has variable attacks. The flying sword is different from ordinary long swords. It does not have a hilt. With one more hilt, the flying sword will travel through the air, and the air resistance will increase, which invisibly reduces flexibility and speed."

Su Zimo's eyes flashed with surprise.

He used to cultivate demons, and he has been fighting with people in close combat. Now he has only been in contact with immortals for a month, and he has hardly practiced the art of sword control.

After all, cultivating immortals is different from cultivating demons. The cultivator does not hold a flying sword to fight against people, but bundles the spiritual energy into a thread and controls the flying sword from a distance.

When fighting with the enemy, the flying sword stabs the opponent. If it is carrying the hilt, the flying sword will get stuck in the opponent's body.

But if there is no hilt, the flying sword can easily pierce the opponent and continue to control it without being affected.

If the opponent practices the technique of body refining, the body is strong, and the flying sword with the hilt will easily fall into the opponent's hands.

But if Feijian doesn't have a hilt, all of them are sharp-edged swords, and opponents can't grab them with bare hands.

The hilt is just a burden to Feijian.

Thank you for your reward~