Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Early the next morning, when Ye Bai went to Bailianmen, Master Wang was no longer in the room, but Chai Qianyue was guarding the gate.

"Senior Ye, the Patriarch has a jade slip for you."

Chai Qianyue strode forward and presented a jade slip. This child's cultivation is only at the late stage of Qi refining, but he has a calm demeanor, calm and unhurried eyes, and his eyes are extremely calm.

Ye Bai's eyes flickered for a moment, he took the jade slips, glanced at them briefly, and found that they were all the experience of refining weapons, but these experiences should be engraved by Master Wang himself, and the explanations are profound and simple, which is eye-opening.

"Where did senior go?"

Ye Bai asked softly.

On Chai Qianyue's already mature face, she showed a look of resentment, stretched out a finger, and pointed to her feet: "We have a fire vein of heaven and earth underground in Bailianmen, senior. You must have known that already."

Ye Bai nodded slightly.

Chai Qianyue said: "The temperature of this fire vein is extremely high. As it goes down, it is so hot that it can burn people to fly ash in an instant. The predecessors of all generations have always suspected that there are top-level materials for making spirit treasures deep below, but Because of his lack of cultivation, he couldn't go deep enough to investigate. The patriarch was angered by Yan Shizhao yesterday, so he prepared several defensive magic weapons. He planned to take the risk to explore, and at the same time, to comprehend the more profound law of fire. For the time being, he might not come back. "[

Ye Bai said: "Did senior talk about other things?"

Chai Qianyue continued: "The patriarch left a message for you, and I will temporarily borrow this room for you to practice. If you still have any questions, you can ask other elders. He has already ordered several other elders to wait until he leaves. In the meantime, take the time to guide you."

Ye Bai nodded again.

"The word has been delivered, the junior will leave."

Chai Qianyue cupped her hands and left quietly.

Ye Bai didn't think much, and went straight into the house.After closing the door, he took out a large pile of messy materials and smelted them.

The temperature in the room gradually increased, and the mineral water dripped down. After it flowed to the ground, it quickly condensed and turned into waste.

Although I have only studied for a few days.Ye Bai already has a clear grasp of the melting points of many materials. For some materials, the firepower needs to be increased slowly. The faint blue fire will melt instantly, and it will not be melted due to the high temperature. Burn to ashes.

A faint icy white light emanated from the wall.There was a hint of chill, which suppressed the temperature in the room. This room of Master Wang was unusual. It seemed that some kind of strange restriction had been put on it, so that even in a hot and dry space, the Lingtai could always be kept clear.

Time ticks by.

Another 20 days passed, and Ye Bai has already started to follow the experience left by Master Wang.A fusion between different materials begins.

The process is slow and painful, the ore after the melting of different materials.Some need to be fully fused, while others only need to be fused with a small part. The requirements for technique control are extremely high. Every time a weapon refiner refines a magic weapon, it takes several years, or even decades.A considerable amount of energy was spent on this procedure.

The dark blue fire was still burning, and Ye Bai's eyes flickered, staring closely at the two balls of watery mineral liquid in the air in front of him.

Two balls of ore liquid.One big and one small, the big one is purple gold, the small one is silvery white, the purple gold one is a solution of copper essence, and the silvery white one is a solution of Tianhe fine gold, neither of them is high-end goods "Color" can't refine any powerful magic weapon, Ye Bai just used it as a simple experiment.

Ye Bai tapped his fingers together, and shot out a series of mana, guiding the two balls of water and fire to melt into each other bit by bit. [

Half an hour later, there was only a mass of lavender liquid in the air, glowing with a mysterious light, which was truly mysterious.

Suddenly, the dark blue fire was extinguished in an instant, and the room was dark.The lavender liquid cooled down rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Bai's hands moved at the same time, and he saw illusory golden palm prints hitting the congealing liquid.

The clank sounded——

Ye Bai is like a mortal blacksmith, with sweat dripping from his forehead, but his eyes are full of excitement, and the movements of his hands have gradually become more complicated, slapping, chopping, hooking, cutting... It is dazzling .

This set of techniques is the most basic casting technique of the weapon refiners of Bailianmen. The eighteen bone forging techniques are not complicated, but the subtle control depends on each person's proficiency. The cast magic weapon is lacking in appearance, even if it is powerful, it is still regrettable.

"Sing"!

After another cup of tea time, there was a sound of sword whistling, and a purple long sword suddenly appeared in the air. The shape of this long sword was only ordinary, and the lines were not smooth enough to be perfect.

Ye Bai looked at it with a look of joy, and nodded in satisfaction. After all, it was the first magic weapon that he forged with his own hands, but it was not finished yet. Now, compared with the weapons of mortal warriors, this sword is At most, it can only be regarded as a better material.

"It's the last step."

Ye Bai said softly, formed seals with both hands, and punched the golden "color" mark into the space of the sword body, to enhance the power of the long sword.

After entering a dozen or so marks, Zijian suddenly trembled violently, letting out bursts of painful sword "groans", as if it had reached the limit it could bear.

Ye Bai's eyes were startled, and he stopped quickly, looking at the long sword standing in the air, full of purple awns, after a little thought, he understood the reason, it must be because the grade of the material used to cast this sword is too low, and there is no way to bear too much The blessing of extra strength.Thinking of this, Ye Bai also had a deeper understanding of the role of advanced materials.

After taking the long sword, input a burst of vitality, and suddenly a sharp sword light with a length of ten feet shot out from the tip of the sword.Ye Bai shook his head and smiled, this sword can only be regarded as a low-grade magic weapon.

After a few more glances, Ye Bai put away his long sword and walked out of the room.

The sun in the west hadn't completely set yet, and there was still some time before dusk, Ye Bai was in a relaxed mood, and no longer planned to practice the art of refining weapons.

After leaving Bailianmen, he still went around the square market first before returning to Fengtinglou.

As soon as he entered the hall, Ye Bai complained in his heart.

In a corner not far from the hall, a beautiful woman in a white dress sat in his old seat, with bright red lips pouting, fiddling with the teacup in her hand.

Many young monks in the hall showed admiration to this woman from time to time, but none of them dared to strike up a conversation.

"Ye Bai, are you back? Is your injury better?"

Seeing Ye Bai entering the hall, the woman's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and a look of joy appeared on her pretty face. A few feet away, she asked gracefully, and red clouds gradually rose on her jade cheeks.

Just listening to such familiar questions, one knows that it is from Wenbi.

Ye Bai's scalp was slightly numb, he hesitated for a moment, went to sit down opposite Wen Biren, and said calmly, "Why did you come here?"

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Wen Bi's eyes dimmed, and he said softly: "I'm in Yujing City, and I don't know anyone else. It's really boring, so I came out to talk to you."

Ye Bai sighed slightly, and said with a calm expression: "How are you doing in the Purple Mansion?"

Wen Bi said humanely: "Senior Floating World took good care of me, he taught me a secret technique, and even gave me some magic weapons, but most of the other people in Zifu are busy practicing, so it's interesting."

Ye Bai frowned and said: "The Immortal Floating World is the Great Elder of the Zifu, and it is a great opportunity to be favored by him. It is a rare opportunity. You should work hard to cultivate the right thing."

Wen Bi gave him a resentful look and said, "Don't you want me to come to you?"

Ye Bai remained silent.

Wen Bi's expression became even darker, and after a few breaths, he remembered something, frowning, and cheered up: "How is your art of refining weapons?"

Ye Bai breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "It's not bad, I just refined my first magic weapon today."

"Bring it to me to see."

Wen Bi had a happy expression on his face, as if he was very happy for Ye Bai.

Ye Bai pondered slightly, took out the purple long sword that had just been cast, and put it on the table.

The other monks in the hall have been paying attention to the movements of the two of them. They have heard about Ye Bai's entry into the Bailianmen to learn about refining weapons. Hearing that Ye Bai has refined the first magic weapon, they all want to see it. Everyone turned their heads to look at the talents of the cultivating geniuses in refining weapons.

After a short while, everyone showed disappointment, not to mention the low-grade magic weapon, even the shape of the sword seemed to have some slight flaws.

Ye Bai sensed everyone's expressions, and a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.His talent in refining weapons is indeed not outstanding.

Wen Bi didn't seem to notice it, he grabbed the long sword with his jade hand and rubbed it carefully, his eyes shone with a gentle luster like water, as if looking at a rare magic weapon, affectionate and focused, without any falsehood.

Something in Ye Bai's heart suddenly moved, looking at Wen Biren's eyes, he gradually became in a daze.

"I want it."

Wen Biren said softly, and without waiting for Ye Bai's objection, he directly took the long sword into his pocket.

"What is the name of this sword?"

Wen Bi put away his long sword and asked Ye Bai with a smile.

Ye Bai smiled and said: "It's just a low-grade magic weapon, why bother with the name, just look at it and take it."

Wen Biren heard the words, tilted his head, but thought about it very seriously. After a long time, his pretty face bloomed like a flower, and he smiled sweetly: "Let's call it Yujing."

Ye Bai was taken aback.

A low-grade magic weapon called Yujing?

All the monks in the hall wiped off their cold sweat. (To be continued..)

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