Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 40 Training with a lot of money (please collect and recommend)
Although his confidence has not been affected, Ling Pengyun feels a little regretful about the material he just wasted. The four-foot-long Qingling Bamboo and the pound of Qingxuan Iron are both worth ten spiritual stones on the market.

This is equivalent to his salary for one month when he is stationed in Qingshi Mountain. One month's salary is just gone.

Ling Pengyun sighed softly, closed his eyes and meditated, thinking about the reason for the failure in the weapon refining process just now.

When he felt somewhat confident, he started trying again.

Every time he refines the Green Bamboo Sword twice, his spiritual power will be exhausted, and he will stop and meditate to recover.

And Ling Yunhong, who has been paying attention to Ling Pengyun's weapon refining, will also give some advice.

Just like this, failure, summary, failure, summary, recovery, failure...

After experiencing 43 failures, Ling Pengyun felt a little depressed. He glanced at the ground and saw that there were only seven refining materials left, and he felt even more confused.

After calming down for a while, he calmed down, cheered up, and started refining the weapon again.

It is still necessary to smelt Qingling Bamboo and Qingxuan Iron separately into water, purify the impurities in them, and use the Melting Technique to smelt them together.

After the two water shapes merged with each other under the action of the magic formula, and transformed into one body, turning into the shape of a green bamboo sword, Ling Pengyun frowned, pinched his fingers with both hands, and drove a magic seal into the refining furnace, melting it into the molten iron. Inside the green bamboo sword.

"Sharp spirit pattern fusion."

The water-like green bamboo sword flashed with aura, and aura appeared on its surface.

Ling Pengyun noticed the situation in the refining furnace, changed the fingering techniques of his hands, and said in a deep voice.

"Condenser."

The next moment, the molten iron flying sword made an inexplicable "sizzling" burning sound.

Within three breaths, the water-like green bamboo sword turned into a physical entity, and a flashing aura appeared on the sword's body. This was exactly the characteristic of a magical weapon.

Ling Pengyun realized through his spiritual consciousness that the magic weapon was ready, and he was ecstatic.

"Success."

He quickly opened the lid of the refining furnace, took out the newly refined green bamboo sword, and looked at it carefully, looking like he couldn't put it down.

A sense of pride also arises spontaneously.

He is not a professional weapon refiner, but he joined the Taoism on the way. After half a year of supplementing his knowledge, he refined this magical weapon.

Ling Yunhong, who had been paying attention to Ling Pengyun's weapon refining, secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this time. He was more afraid than Ling Pengyun himself that Ling Pengyun would not be able to refine the green bamboo sword with the help of fifty weapons refining materials.

For Ling Pengyun, the worst possible outcome would be to waste the half a year he spent studying weapon refining.

But for the Ling family, once Ling Pengyun fails, the Ling family will have no one to refine magic weapons for the clan members in 20 years. The family finance will allocate a large sum of money to purchase magic weapons from outside and equip the clan members. This is very important for a family. This is not a good thing for a large foundation-building clan.

As the leader of the Ling clan, he naturally doesn't want to see the family suffer. Besides, it can be said that the future of the Ling clan was won by him alone. How can he see the decline of what is his own?

After being delighted for a long time, Ling Pengyun then remembered that there was another person next to him. He handed the green bamboo sword in his hand to Ling Yunhong who was standing beside him and said.

"Third Grandfather, what do you think of my green bamboo sword?"

Ling Yunhong took it, looked at the Green Bamboo Sword carefully, put a smile on his face, and spoke carefully.

"After half a year of preparation and 43 failures, you successfully refined a green bamboo sword, which is enough to show that you have good understanding. However, after all, you have not refined the magic weapon a few times, and your grasp of the heat is not enough, which also leads to you. When purifying bamboo water and molten iron, there are still a lot of impurities left. The art of controlling fire requires more understanding. The process of melting bamboo water and molten iron to form a molten iron flying sword is also too long. This green bamboo sword can barely hold it. The strong can be used for fighting, but if it is fought many times, it will break."

"I'm pretty good in terms of weapon fusion techniques and spiritual patterns, but I still need to improve."

"Take a rest. There are still six pieces of materials left. We will continue to refine the weapon later."

Ling Pengyun kept these words in mind and nodded. "Okay." Then, Ling Pengyun closed his eyes and carefully recalled the process of refining the weapon just now, so as to find out his own shortcomings and then make up for them.

After a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes and continued to refine the weapon with the remaining materials.

After the next six refinements, Ling Pengyun refined another green bamboo sword, but the quality was still so poor that it could only be regarded as a magical weapon of the lowest rank.

If it were put on the market, I'm afraid no one would buy it. Even if someone would buy it, it would only be sold for the cost price of ten spiritual stones at most, which is far less than the value of an ordinary green bamboo sword.

But even so, Ling Pengyun was still happy.

Among the fifty times of refining the weapon, he was able to succeed twice, which was beyond his expectation.

He believed that as long as he had enough materials to help him, he would be able to refine a relatively good-grade medium-grade green bamboo sword.

"Yes, fifty pieces of weapon refining materials, successfully achieved twice, are enough to serve as the family's weapon refining seedling. I was not wrong about you at first."

"Given that you are majoring in Ling Zhi Dao, and you are also a seedling of Ling Zhi Dao in the family, the family does not intend to send you back to the family, but intends to let you continue to be stationed in Qingshi Mountain, so that you can rely on Ling Zhi Dao, Earn spiritual stones in this Qingshi Mountain, and you can also learn about weapon refining."

"There are a hundred pieces of refining materials for the Green Bamboo Sword in this storage bag, which is your quantity this year. At the end of this year, I will ask Uncle Fifteen who comes to the Bluestone Mountain to collect mature spiritual plants to bring you a batch. One hundred parts of the refining materials for the Green Bamboo Sword.”

"For a total of two years, there are a total of two hundred copies of the refining materials for the Green Bamboo Sword."

"The family can only afford two hundred copies of the refining materials for the Green Bamboo Sword, so we will support you."

"Relying on these refining materials, the green bamboo sword successfully refined will belong to you."

"I've been here in Qingshi Mountain for 25 days, and it's time to return to my family."

"In the future, you can read more about the insights of the Ling family's weapon refiners in the Lingxiao weapon refiner's manual. It will be of great benefit to you."

After leaving these words, Ling Yunhong flew away from the cave on the Fairy Crane King.

On the other hand, Ling Pengyun looked at the bulging storage bag he had just received from Ling Yunhong, and felt inexplicably heavy.

The one hundred green bamboo sword refining materials in this storage bag are worth 1000 yuan of spirit stones.

Even if the Ling family grows a lot of Qing Ling Bamboo, one of the two spiritual objects for refining the Qing Bamboo Sword, if these Qing Ling Bamboo are sold, they can still be sold at such a price, and they will become family wealth.

1000 Yuan Lingshi is enough for a talented Three Spiritual Root monk to advance from the first level of Qi training to the later stage of Qi training.

Not to mention, there will be one hundred materials for refining the Green Bamboo Sword next year.

"It seems that the family really plans to spend a lot of money on me to train me to become an weapon refiner to succeed the Eighth Patriarch."

Thinking about this clearly made Ling Pengyun even more stressed.

If these one hundred materials did not improve his success rate in refining the Green Bamboo Sword, how could he be worthy of being trained like this by his family?

"I don't know how much I can improve the probability of refining the Green Bamboo Sword with the help of these one hundred materials."

Ling Pengyun sighed softly.

As for his major in Ling Zhi, he has enough confidence to become a first-level high-grade Ling Zhifu and succeed the family elder Ling Ruxian.

But after all, I'm just a newbie in the weapon refining industry, and I'm a high-ranking member of the family. This is a lot of pressure.

Taking a long breath, Ling Pengyun braced himself, forcibly turned the pressure into motivation, closed his eyes, and ran the exercises to refine the remaining power of Huangya Dan in his body and restore the spiritual power consumed by refining the magic weapon.

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