refining sword

Chapter 11 Promotion to Intermediate
This kind of difficult secret technique of engraving runes with mana wrapped around the fingertips as a carving knife. He had only heard about it from Master Ning Chen before. Although he had practiced it several times, he had never really used it in refining magic swords. superior.

Because using this secret technique to open the spirit, there are also requirements for the sword master's own mana cultivation level. Basically, the sword master who has completed the Qi refinement or even has a foundation above the foundation can ensure that the engraved runes are connected with one breath, so as to ensure the spiritual effect of the runes.

Tie Jian has not recovered from his serious injuries now, and he is only forced to do so at the third level during the Qi Refining period, and the difficulty in it can be imagined.

After only a few strokes, he had to stop.

One is that the pain in the fingertips is unbearable, and the other is that the notch on the blade is so shallow that it can be ignored, and it has no effect at all.

Tie Jian rubbed his burning index finger and sighed helplessly.

He stood up slowly, dragged his tired body, sat down at the round table, raised the teapot and poured himself a glass of water.

Just as he picked up the teacup to take a sip of water, his eyes fell on the oil lamp on the table, and he couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

Suddenly, his brows twitched, and he didn't care about drinking water, he hurriedly threw down the teacup, and held the sword embryo on his lap again.

I saw Tie Jian raised his index finger again, the light above the fingertip lit up, and a little golden flame like a bean suddenly emerged from the fingertip.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he gradually pressed his fingers down, pressed it on the sword body, and slowly drew it.

This time, although there was also a burning pain on the finger, it was not as slow and difficult as before, and the characterization speed was even a little faster than when he used the spirit-opening carving knife in the past.

However, Tie Jian was also not at ease at the moment. The little mana left in his body was rapidly being consumed, and there was a dull feeling in his head. He could only grit his teeth and hold back his fainting.

Time passed bit by bit, and it seemed like a few years had passed. On the blade of the dagger, a clear return-shaped rune gradually formed under Tie Jian's fingertips.

At the end, Tie Jian's eyes were blurred, and the mana in his body was completely exhausted.After the last rune was drawn on the blade, his fingers finally trembled slightly, the golden flame was completely extinguished, and the whole person completely lost his strength, tilted to the right, fell under the table, and passed out.

The next morning.

A ray of sunlight came in from the gap between the doors and windows, and reflected on the round table in the house.

Tie Jian, who was still asleep under the round table, was dazzled by the light, his eyelids trembled a few times, and then Yoyo woke up.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes blankly, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly touched his side.

The silver-white dagger was caught in his hand.

After carefully observing for a long time, Tie Jian's face showed an ecstatic look!
"Success! Really successful!"

I saw a faint glow flowing on the sword body, and near the position of the sword, there was a looming spiritual pattern.

Tie Jian tried to slowly input a small amount of mana into the magic sword, only to see that the spiritual pattern on the magic sword slowly lit up, the bright yellow flame instantly enveloped the sword body, and the temperature of the entire room gradually increased.

He raised the magic sword and slashed it towards the corner of the iron platform. The edge of the sword touched it, and immediately cut its corners in two, revealing the dark black of the pig iron itself, while the sides of the cut surface were melted by extremely high temperature. liquid feel.

It worked!Tie Jian's eyes suddenly flashed a ray of light.

The easiest way to identify whether a magic sword has reached a certain level is to observe the level and integrity of the runes engraved on it.Just like when Chen Guang opened the spirit for the team of warriors before, what was engraved was only the lowest-level "fire-lifting rune" of the fire element, but at this time, what appeared on the short sword was actually a complete second-order fire element "flowing fire rune". ", making this sword impressively reach the level of the middle-grade magic sword.

In fact, before this sword practice, Tie Jian had hesitated again and again, but he still couldn't make up his mind.In the end is it to seek stability to refine a low-level magic sword?Or do you work hard and push all your potential to break through yourself?

As it turns out, he was right!
"It seems that this strange fire has an unimaginable huge improvement in improving the quality of magic swords and improving the refining efficiency." Tie Jian finally stepped into the ranks of intermediate sword refiners with this extreme refining.He couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts rushed out.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Tie Jian was startled suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly got up and stuffed the dagger into the pile of charcoal.After a little bit of arranging his clothes, he stepped forward and opened the door.

I saw Yao Bin standing outside the door, and said with a displeased expression: "Tie Jian, the furnace is going to be opened today, don't you know?
"I'm sorry, I..." Tie Jian showed a guilty look on his face.

"If you're not ready, you don't have to come!" Yao Bin interrupted Tie Jian's next words, glanced at his house, then turned to leave with his hands behind his back.

With a wry smile, Tie Jian didn't make any excuses. He took a quick shower and hurried to the Sword Refinement Hall.

……

Due to the huge consumption, Tie Jian was indeed a little lethargic when refining the sword that day.

After practicing the sword, Tie Jian went back to the room on his own, and immediately fell on the bed with his head up and down, and fell asleep.

It wasn't until evening that he woke up full of sleep and pulled the short sword out of the charcoal pile. After experimenting, he wrapped it in a sackcloth.

After that, he changed his clothes, tied the short sword to his arm in his sleeve, went out of the room, and walked out of the sword shop.

Leaving the sword shop, he walked eastward along the street outside the door.

The sunset on the horizon has begun to fall on the west mountain, the streets have begun to become dark, and there are much fewer pedestrians on the road than in the daytime.

The business of the shops on both sides has gradually cooled down, but some restaurants have hung up wine labels and lit lanterns, which gradually became lively.

Sniffing the aroma of wine and vegetables coming from the street, Tie Jian swallowed, and his stomach couldn't help but growl.Although he is also a cultivator, he has not yet reached the point where he can't eat or not. From yesterday afternoon until now, he has not eaten a drop of water or eaten a grain of rice. He is really hungry.

However, Tie Jian had nothing on his body, and at this moment, he could only smell the fragrance to stop his hunger, and sighed at the tower.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, and when he was about to walk out of the most prosperous part of the entire street, Tie Jian stopped in front of a shop called "Sun's Sword Shop".

This store is far enough away from Yan's store, and it seems to be one of the largest in the surrounding area. I think the business is not bad.

Without much hesitation, Tie Jian walked up the stone steps and stepped into the threshold.

The furnishings in this sword shop are very similar to Yan's sword shop, except that the tall shadow wall and the magic sword hanging on it are missing.

At this time, there were no other customers in the store, and I saw a middle-aged man who looked like a steward, reprimanding several guys.

When he saw Tie Jian entering the store, the middle-aged butler immediately put away his anger, and greeted him with a warm smile on his chubby face.

"This distinguished guest, what do you need?" the middle-aged steward asked.

At the same time as he spoke, he had already looked at Tie Jian from head to toe, his clothes were obviously shabby, but his demeanor had an indescribable feeling, and he was a little unsure for a while.

"Selling swords." Tie Jian said neatly.

The middle-aged butler was a little surprised to hear the words, but his expression quickly returned to his natural state.He opened his mouth and asked with a smile: "Sir, our sword shop is in the business of selling swords. Why did you come to us to sell swords instead?"

"A mid-grade magic sword, do you want to accept it?" Tie Jian said directly without talking to him.

When the middle-aged steward heard the words, he was stunned at first, then his eyes rolled slightly, and he smiled slightly: "Young Master, please come with me."

After he recruited a guy to instruct him to take care of the shop, he immediately led Tie Jian up to the second floor and into a private room.

After Tie Jian was seated, his maid served fresh fruit tea.

"The Maojian in Zhuoxi County is of good quality..." After Tie Jian took it, he just glanced at the tea in the cup and said casually.This kind of tea is only produced in Zhuoxi County in the south of Vietnam, and it is best picked after rain.Tie Jian was originally not good at this, but his father Tie Shu liked it very much, so he knew a little about it.

"Young master has good eyesight..." The middle-aged steward gave a sincere compliment, and suddenly became convinced that this person must have been a son of a rich family.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Tie Jian didn't continue drinking tea, he put down the teacup and said.

"You guys retire first." The middle-aged steward said with a smile, "I also ask the young master to take out the magic sword first, so that I can appreciate it."

After the maid left the private room, Tie Jian took out the dagger from his sleeve and put it on the table.

The middle-aged steward opened the sackcloth wrapped around it and saw the sheathless short sword at a glance.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he held up the short sword. After looking at it repeatedly for a while, he clenched the hilt of the sword with one hand, and silently activated the mana in his body.

I saw the rune engraved on the sword body suddenly light up, and a ray of red light covered the entire sword body, and a billowing wave came from it.

Tie Jian raised his brows slightly, and the fat steward in front of him was actually a cultivator whose realm was no weaker than his Qi refining stage.

After a little experimentation, the middle-aged steward released his palm and put the dagger back on the table.

"Young master, this sword is undoubtedly a mid-grade sword, how much does it cost?" He asked with a slight smile.

"Every company offers different prices. I wonder how much your Sun's Sword Shop can give?" Tie Jian took a sip from the teacup and said calmly.

"According to the current market price in Yuejing City...about [-] taels of gold. Our Sun's Sword Shop is willing to add another [-] taels to show our sincerity." The middle-aged steward heard the words and said after hesitating for a while.

Tie Jian listened without saying a word, but slowly put down the teacup in his hand, grabbed the two ends of the sackcloth with both hands, and wrapped the dagger again.

"What do you mean, son?" The middle-aged steward asked quickly.

"One thousand 100 taels? Could it be that your Excellency is deceiving me that I can't make it through the world?" Tie Jian said with a sneer.

"If the son is not satisfied, we can discuss it again..." The middle-aged steward stopped in front of Tie Jian and said with a smile on his face.

"If you, the shopkeeper, still offer an insincere offer, it's worth not doing this business! Even if they are both middle-grade magic swords, there are advantages and disadvantages, but mine is the best among the middle-grade magic swords." Jianpi said with a smile.

"This... let me take another look, I'm afraid I've gone a bit wrong, sir, don't blame it." The middle-aged steward heard the words and said with an apologetic smile on his face.

Tie Jian immediately let go of the sackcloth's hand and sat back again.

"I don't like to compare the price of money. You offer me the price again, only once. If it doesn't work, the transaction will be abandoned."

The middle-aged steward picked up the dagger, looked at it again, lowered his head in thought for a moment, and said, "The quality of this sword is indeed good, but it is smaller and more suitable for women. There are restrictions on its sale. But the highest price that the Lord can offer... is only 500 taels of gold."

After pondering for a moment, Tie Jian finally nodded and agreed.

The middle-aged steward heard the words, and immediately took out a stack of golden tickets from his arms, settled the expenses, and then put away the dagger.

Tie Jian walked out of Sun's Sword Shop with several large-value tickets in his arms, and the middle-aged steward sent it to the door with a smile on his face.

"Young Master, walk slowly. If you still need anything in the future, you can come here directly, and I promise to give you a satisfactory price." The middle-aged steward said respectfully with a smile on his face.

Tie Jian didn't speak, just nodded, and then left.

After his figure walked away, the smile on the face of the middle-aged steward gradually faded, and he shook his head and said to himself, "If it weren't for scruples... hum..."

(End of this chapter)