"Grandpa Lei Hong, don't peek..."

A sequential voice came from outside the stone gate. Lin Muyu knew that Lei Hong was "protecting the Dharma" for him without looking.

Old Lei Hong smiled without blushing: "I bought so many black irons and came back, do you want to cast soldiers? Unfortunately, there is not even a stove. Do you want me to bring someone back for you?"

"No, just stop peeping..."

"Okay, then you can concentrate on practicing!"

The footsteps were gone, and Lei Hong walked away.

...

Lin Muyu put down the black iron and sacrificed the weapon-refining treasure tripod with one hand. The golden oracle bone characters lingered in the treasure tripod. This treasure tripod itself has also been cultivated to the top level, and it is simply a treasure in this world!

After weighing the weight of the black iron, the weapons of the empire are generally very heavy, and swords generally weigh 10-20 kilograms. In the words of Zhang Wei and others, it is "the weapon is not heavy, and it will not hurt to chop people." I believe that people with Zhang Wei's personality are going to go to modern times. I guess they are also holding a watermelon knife to chop people everywhere, and they are willing to revenge. Updated as soon as possible

I chose a piece of black iron weighing about 20 kilograms. Once I threw it, the black iron floated in the weapon refining cauldron. After removing impurities, it should be able to leave 15 kilograms, and a sword is almost the same. After all, it is not a long-handled spear or a weapon. Just one hand can be a scary weight of hundreds of kilograms!

As soon as the true energy was spit out, flames lingered in the weapon refining treasure cauldron and quickly began to melt this black iron. The temperature was extremely high and the melting speed was also fast. In less than five minutes, the iron was burned into a pile of fiery red iron slurry. The iron slurry slowly flowed in the weapon refining treasure cauldron and was controlled by invisible force. Of course, the source of this power was Lin Muyu.

The true energy was surging, and a little bit of starlight floated up from the iron slurry. It was a sublimation part of the violent burning of impurities in the iron slurry. It took about ten minutes to temper it, and it was almost done. This was quite difficult. Lin Muyu looked carefully and saw that the exquisite weapons in the weapon shop were actually less than 90% of the purity of the black iron.

The iron slurry is refining, it’s time for the spirit stone!

Lin Muyu took out a spirit stone in his hand, which was a 700-year-old bluestone beast spirit stone. When he raised his palm, the spirit stone fell into the core of the weapon refining cauldron. The flames immediately swallowed it. The process of refining the spirit stone is very simple. The stronger his own strength, the faster the refining speed. Lin Muyu's power is already very strong, at least far above the 700-year-old spirit beast.

But at the moment when the spirit stone was completely melted, a "roar" suddenly sounded, and a green beast rayed out from the weapon refining cauldron, raised its sharp claws and rushed towards Lin Muyu!

"Um!?"

He was stunned and hurriedly summoned the martial soul. As soon as the black tortoise shell came out, the beast's sharp claws stirred up on the black tortoise shell. The chest felt slightly hot, but it was not hurt. Lin Muyu shouted softly, and the true energy penetrated his body and directly bombarded the beast's spirit into the weapon refining cauldron. Please come more and faster chapters.

"Ho huh..."

Although the bluestone beast was roaring, its sound became smaller and smaller. It was destroyed in a pile of iron slurry in a blink of an eye. The beast soul was officially refined, while Lin Muyu sighed in fear. He did not expect that the process of soul refining would be so dangerous. The beast soul in the spirit stone would actually counterattack the refined ones. It was so terrible!

At this time, he couldn't help but worry about the next battle forging. If the 9,000-year-old fire dragon had a lifespan of 9,000 years counterattacked, how could he resist it?

It’s ridiculous to think of this. No wonder the craftsmen in this world have difficulty casting top-grade weapons. They have so many requirements, not only for ironwork, but also for strength. It is conceivable that many craftsmen must have died in the beast soul counterattack.

"Brother, what kind of sword type do you need?" Lulu asked with a smile. She is now Lin Muyu's soldier-casting assistant.

Dozens or hundreds of long swords quickly transformed into the weapon refining tripod, which were all customized plans by Lulu. Lin Muyu glanced casually and chose a regular shape. Then, the power in the weapon refining tripod surged, and the invisible force condensed into the shape of a sword model. The iron slurry slowly flowed into the invisible sword model with the beast soul.

Lin Muyu slowly unloaded his true energy, and the treasure cauldron immediately cooled down.

"Puff!"

This long sword with a moderate shape fell into the pool beside it, and steam was stirred up. After nearly half a minute, Lin Muyu reached out to take out the long sword from it, held it in his hand, and felt the sword light was clear, and he smiled and said, "I don't know how to distinguish the level of weapons. Lulu, do you know?"

The elf stood up with a small chest and smiled confidently: "Brother, this is a seventh-level spiritual weapon. Your first work is a spiritual weapon, which is not bad!"

"Well, that's good!"

Lin Muyu smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that as long as he worked hard to practice, it would not be impossible to become a generation of war-casting magic craftsman in this world. Even if he could not complete a magical weapon like "Star", at least the mysterious weapon was still available at will.

...

Continuing, four more swords were cast, three of which were seventh-level spiritual grades, and one of them was sixth-level spiritual grades. After all, the materials were not good enough, which was considered good. These black irons were all legendary hundred-year-old black irons, and they were not expensive, so they could only cast the highest level.

Finally, it was finally time to recast the Liaoyuan Sword!

Carefully put the Liaoyuan Sword into the weapon refining cauldron, but the Liaoyuan Sword was already a shaped sword. It took a lot of effort to refine it. It finally melted the sword body in half an hour. When the entire sword body turned into a pile of iron slurry, a low roar was heard, and nothing unexpected happened, the beast soul in the Liaoyuan Sword appeared!

Lin Muyu was prepared for a long time and smashed him away with a heavy blow to the Magic Sound Fist!

In this way, the Liaoyuan Sword became a weapon that had never been refined, but it didn't matter, the Fire Dragon Spirit Stone was ready.

Close your eyes and carefully spit out the power into the weapon refining treasure cauldron to refine the impurities in the iron slurry. A little bit of fire-red starry sky slowly rose, filling the entire weapon refining treasure cauldron, and then landed on the ground.

New black iron was added and re-quenched. After about an hour, the fiery red iron paste condensed into a stream and flowed like a red skirt in the weapon refining tripod. All the impurities had been removed. This is the best situation where Lin Muyu's current cultivation level could achieve.

Take a deep breath and take out the Fire Dragon Spirit Stone. The real dangerous adventure has just begun!

The spirit stone of the Fire Dragon is extremely stubborn. It took nearly two hours to refine it alone. When the surface layer was peeling off and melting, Lin Muyu, who was standing in the weapon refining cauldron, quickly summoned the martial soul, dragon scale wall, and black tortoise shell one by one!

"roar!"

Sure enough, a fire dragon beast soul rushed out of the spirit stone, opened its bloody mouth and bit it, and directly hit a dazzling fire on the black tortoise shell and the dragon scale wall. Lin Muyu shouted softly, danced in the iron fist, and even took out a weapon that had just been cast and cut the beast soul power. For a moment, the strong wind inside the weapon refining treasure cauldron was roaring endlessly!

After nearly half a minute of fighting, the Fire Dragon Beast Soul was slowly refined, while Lin Muyu stood in the weapon refining cauldron panting. There was a scorching wound on his chest, which was even worse. The Fire Dragon Beast Soul was indeed not covered. Even if he could make such a fierce counterattack in the weapon refining cauldron, it was so terrible!

However, Lin Muyu was still very glad that she survived. This would definitely not be too bad in the grade of this sword!

...

The soul of the fire dragon beast infiltrated into the iron slurry, and there was a faint sound of hissing!

Lin Muyu urged the valley's true energy to continue to refine it, and chose a majestic long sword from the "sword model" given by Lulu as the mold. The iron slurry slowly flowed in. The process of reshaping was only a few minutes. When the weapon refining cauldron dissipated, a fiery red long sword hung in the air. Lin Muyu pushed it with one palm, and the strong wind sent the long sword into the pool. Please come more and faster chapters.

"puff!"

The intense water vapor rose, and even evaporated half of the pond of water!

When he carefully pulled out the Liaoyuan Sword from the bottom of the water, he forgot to engrave the long sword. He had no choice but to raise his fingers and spit out the true dragon Yuanhuo. He wrote the word "Liaoyuan" on the sword blade with his fingers. The font is vigorous and he used Wang Xizhi style. Lin Muyu learned calligraphy from his father since he was a child. This good calligraphy is definitely the best among his peers, and now it can finally come in handy!

"Brother, congratulations, this is a fifth-level mysterious sword!" Lulu clapped her hands and smiled. Please come more and faster chapters.

Lin Muyu was also very relieved.

The new generation of Liaoyuan Sword is heavier than before, and the scabbard is not suitable for use, so it needs to be made again.

Holding Liaoyuan Sword, leaning against the head of the bed, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The fatigue of the cultivation of the soldier far exceeded that of the refining medicine. After casting several long swords in succession, he felt that the true energy in his body seemed to have been drained.

...

It was already the next morning when I woke up this night, and there was a knock on the door outside the "dongdong" door.

"Lin Zhi, get up." It was the voice of Deacon Ge Yang.

Lin Muyu turned over and slept all night, became more physically energetic, hurried to open the door and smiled, "Grandpa Ge Yang, isn't it my vacation now? Why is there anything wrong?"

Ge Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Yes, the great deacon has something to ask you for trouble. Take your works from last night to the temple!"

“Uh… OK…”

Although I don’t know what it is, Lei Hong will never harm him.

After washing up for a while, he followed Ge Yang to the temple with 6 swords.

...

In the early morning, the instructors and trainers had already finished their meal and started practicing, and the temple was very quiet.

"Ah Yu!" Lei Hongyu looked serious.

However, in Lin Muyu's eyes, his expression was like asking for something, and he smiled and said, "Grandpa Lei Hong just tell me if you have something to do!"

"good……"

Lei Hong smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, grandpa has been practicing for your magic last night. He saw you refining some very good weapons, so... ahem, let's talk about Deacon Ge Yang..."

Ge Yang looked helpless: "A Yu, the Great Deacon means... Although our temple has received economic support from the empire, the weapons in our arsenal are actually third-rate goods. You have also seen that the instructors' weapons are often broken and damaged. In fact, they are all ordinary and excellent weapons, and there are no spiritual weapons at all. So after seeing that you can refine spiritual weapons, the Great Deacon is very pleased..."

Lin Muyu was already impressed and smiled and said, "It turns out that the two grandpas wanted to buy the long swords I forged in the name of the temple, right?"

"right!"

Ge Yang rubbed his hands, looking like a profiteer: "But we are a family, you have to give an internal price..."

Lin Muyu: “…”

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