Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 39 No. 30 Nine attempts to refine weapons (please collect, please recommend)
Time passed little by little, and April arrived in the blink of an eye.

After the Qingming Festival, there was a long drizzle in the area around Qingshi Mountain, which moistened the land and gave an extra boost to the growing plants.

After the rain, Ling Dong, the head of Qingshi Village, also took every household in Qingshi Village to Xiazhui Town, three hundred miles away, to buy rice seeds planted this year.

For ten days in a row, I returned to Qingshi Village non-stop, distributed rice seeds to each household, and then began to gather all the villagers in Qingshi Village to "sow" the rice seeds in the prepared rice fields, and wait for the rice seeds to germinate and grow before doing anything else. The act of transplanting rice seedlings.

After last year's autumn harvest, the fields around Qingshi Village have been developed by more than [-] villagers to [-] acres.

This also made the farm work a lot more arduous this year. After the sown rice seeds sprouted and grew into seedlings, it took more than [-] villagers a full ten days to complete the "transplanting".

After that, the work of managing the rice fields became even more arduous.

It's just that this kind of work is quite enjoyable for those who farm.

After the autumnal equinox, after the temporary fatigue, you will harvest more rice than last year, which can be exchanged for more gold and silver.

The growing wealth of their families is the motivation for farmers like them to persevere.

Men in Qingshi Village generally work in the fields, while women work in a specially developed vegetable field of nearly a thousand acres, carrying water to irrigate the vegetables in the vegetable field.

The young children in the village have already taken charge of their own business. They catch fish together in the shallow waters of Qingshi Lake to add an extra dish to the family, or go to the thousand-acre orchard outside Qingshi Village to do some small work of pulling weeds. .

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In mid-June.

Ling Rufan, the ninth-ranked member of the Ling family who succeeded Ling Ruguo in distributing salaries to the clan members stationed in the lower-level Lingshan Mountain, had also been to Qingshi Mountain.

The offerings for the next six months were distributed to Ling Pengyun. The offerings were still the same as before, six Qi Training Pills, twelve Huangya Pills, 120 kilograms of green jade rice, and 60 Yuan Spirit Stones.

In the blink of an eye, six months after meeting Ling Yunhong, Ling Yunhong also arrived as scheduled.

The top of Qingshi Mountain.

Ling Yunhong, who had just ridden the Fairy Crane King and landed in Qingshi Mountain, looked at Ling Pengyun, who had been waiting here for a long time, and asked with a hint of nervousness and expectation in his expression.

"Peng Yun, can you understand the method of Lingxiao Fusion Artifact?"

Ling Pengyun replied with a sense of complacency. "One month ago, I barely understood the basics."

When Ling Yunhong heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and he said with a smile. "Not bad……."

He sighed a few times and then stopped and asked. "Have you finished refining the thousand catties of iron? Have you learned the spiritual patterns in the book?"

"The mortal iron has been consumed, and the refined mortal iron tools have been handed over to the more than [-] villagers in the Qingshi Village outside the mountain. As for the weapon refining spirit patterns in the book, my grandson just barely comprehended the sharpness. This kind of spiritual pattern has been driven into ordinary iron, but because the foundation of ordinary iron is too weak, whenever the spiritual pattern is completed, the ordinary iron cannot bear it, and then collapses on its own." Ling Pengyun said.

"In half a year, it is quite good to be able to comprehend a sharp spiritual pattern on the way to comprehend the weapon melting method. It takes several years for an ordinary weapon refiner apprentice." Ling Yunhong first praised and then said. "Since you have refined a lot of ordinary iron tools according to the method of refining those thousand kilograms of mortal iron, I guess you are also familiar with the process of refining magic weapons, so we will go straight to the right track and start refining magic weapons, 伱Are you ready?"

"My grandson has been waiting for this day for a long time." Ling Pengyun said in anticipation.

"This top of the mountain has birds flying over from time to time and strong winds blowing. It is not a quiet place. Go to your cave." Ling Yunhong suggested while looking at the surrounding environment.

During the refining process, it is extremely taboo to be disturbed by others, and a relatively quiet environment is required.

Ling Pengyun naturally agreed, and returned to the cave halfway up the mountain with Ling Yunhong.

As soon as he entered the cave, Ling Yunhong handed a storage bag to Ling Pengyun and spoke softly. "Peng Yun, there are fifty four-foot-long Qingling Bamboo and fifty kilograms of Qingxuan Iron here, which can support you in refining the Qingye Sword fifty times."

"If you succeed once out of fifty times, you can become my Ling family's weapon-refining seedling and receive support from the family's weapon-refining materials to help you go further and further in the weapon-refining process."

"Everything depends on your performance."

Ling Pengyun took the storage bag handed to him. Although he was looking forward to refining the weapon, he was also a little uneasy.

Don't look at his 100% success rate in refining ordinary iron tools. The main reason is that ordinary iron is only a mortal thing. Not to mention Ling Pengyun, as long as he is a weapon-smelting apprentice with a little knowledge of weapon refining, he can achieve 100% success rate in refining ordinary iron tools. success rate.

As for refining magic weapons, he has never had it before.

He was not very sure whether he could succeed even once out of fifty times.

If any new weapon-refining apprentice could easily refine a high-level magical weapon, there would not be so few weapon-refining masters in the world, and magical weapons would not be so precious. .

For a first-timer, having a one-fiftieth chance of refining a high-grade magical weapon is already good, and it is a sign of talent.

As long as one handle is refined, there will be a second handle. Then with enough refining and diligent practice, the success rate will continue to increase. When the success rate of refining a certain magic weapon reaches [-]%, profit will be achieved. Only with this effect can one be called a weapon refiner.

As for the success rate from [-]/[-] to [-]%, how long it will take is unknown.

Ling Yunhong on the side saw Ling Pengyun's nervousness and encouraged him with words.

"You have now mastered the art of melting weapons, and you have also learned the sharp spiritual patterns. You only need to be careful when refining the green bamboo sword. With the strength of your consciousness, these fifty materials are enough to support your success. For once, don’t be nervous, focus on meditation.”

After hearing this, Ling Pengyun's heart became lighter. He nodded lightly and sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground. He closed his eyes and ran the exercises to restore himself to the best condition.

He first used ordinary iron and a black flame refining furnace. According to the method of refining magic weapons, he used the weapon melting method to condense it into a molten iron hoe, and then drove a sharp spiritual pattern into the iron tool.

Although this iron hoe naturally collapsed because it could not withstand the spiritual patterns, Ling Pengyun's confidence also increased a bit. If the spiritual patterns were not completed, this ordinary iron hoe would naturally not collapse. Only when the sharp spiritual patterns were formed, would it appear. Such a situation.

The remaining mortal iron was purchased by Ling Pengyun from Ling Dong, the head of Qingshi Village, from Xiazhui Town, three hundred miles away.

Ling Pengyun took a deep breath, increased his spiritual consciousness and injected it into the burning flames of the burning wood. He kept changing his fingering techniques and used the fire control technique to suppress the flames that were suddenly large and small at a balanced size.

After the temperature in the smelting furnace reached a certain level, Ling Pengyun first threw the Qingxuan Iron into the smelting furnace, smelted it into molten iron at high temperature, and purified the impurities in the molten iron.

Then throw Qingling Bamboo into it, smelt it into bamboo water, and purify the impurities in it.

This step seemed simple, but in fact it took half an hour and consumed nearly [-]% of Ling Pengyun's spiritual power.

After completing this step, Ling Pengyun's already frowned brows became more wrinkled, and his face gradually became more solemn. He changed the fingering techniques in his hands and used the weapon melting method to fuse the green bamboo water and the green black iron water together, turning them into the green bamboo sword. shape.

But not long after the two merged, they started to repel each other. There was a "bang" sound and the lid of the refining furnace was blown away.

His first weapon refining was over, and he failed even before the water formed by the two could transform into the shape of the green bamboo sword, not to mention the "sharp" spiritual pattern embedded in the sword.

This first failure in refining did not dampen Ling Pengyun's confidence much.

After all, "Everything is difficult at the beginning." There are still 49 spiritual materials for refining the Green Bamboo Sword, and 49 opportunities.

(End of this chapter)