"The elder comes first, Elder Ziyang invites you."
Ye Feng turned slightly sideways and made a "please" gesture, without any nervousness in his posture.
"Okay, you're welcome, then."
Before he finished speaking, Elder Ziyang waved his broad sleeves.
In a flash of light, dozens of weapons-refining materials appeared out of thin air and were neatly spread out on the martial arts stage.
Mysterious wood, soul jade, spar, meteorite...
Each one is of high quality and exudes energy fluctuations.
Elder Ziyang took a deep breath, made seals with his hands, and powerful spiritual power surged out of his body, pouring into the Geng Gold Flame Furnace in front of him.
Buzz——
The Geng Jin Flame Furnace made a low hum, and at the furnace mouth, a ball of orange-red flame ignited out of thin air. At first it was only the size of a fist, but in an instant it burned fiercely and turned into a roaring fire dragon, illuminating the furnace.
Elder Ziyang looked focused, his eyes fixed on the fire, and his hands danced like butterflies.
With a wave of his sleeves, several materials were suspended in the air.
Chichi!
As the materials are integrated one by one, they become red and soften at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turn into a pool of flowing molten iron, rolling in the flames.
Under the exquisite spiritual control of Elder Ziyang, the completely opposite energy attributes did not cause a violent conflict, but added a bit of flexibility.
Ye Feng can clearly see that Elder Ziyang's spiritual power is like countless fine threads, accurately wrapping each material, controlling their melting speed, fusion sequence, and energy ratio.
That control is in harmony with the old way, without any stagnation. It is obviously the result of being immersed in this way for hundreds of years.
Purification, fusion, shaping...
Elder Ziyang’s technique is to control the heat just right, the spiritual power output is stable and long-lasting, and he has an extremely deep understanding of the properties of the material.
Elder Ziyang’s movements became faster and faster, and pieces of material were accurately thrown into the fire, melted, tempered, and fused.
The fire is roaring.
The air is filled with the complex smell of smelting various materials, as well as the fluctuations caused by spiritual power.
Time passes bit by bit.
The liquid metal in the furnace has gathered into a ball, showing complex colors, sometimes red like magma, sometimes green like emerald.
Elder Ziyang's expression became more solemn, and the speed of forming seals with his hands suddenly accelerated. Mysterious runes flew out from his fingertips and disappeared into the liquid metal.
Every time a rune is incorporated, the liquid metal trembles violently, and the light changes accordingly.
Ye Feng could clearly see that what Elder Ziyang had engraved was a combination of a spirit gathering array and a sharp gold array. The technique was quite subtle and could maximize the sharpness of the finished product and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy.
"Kan and Li join together, and Geng Metal is the bone!" Elder Ziyang formed the Li Fire Seal on his palms, and a sudden roar came from the furnace.
"Condensation!"
With a low cry, the liquid metal in the furnace suddenly shrank and elongated, and in the blazing fire, the prototype of a sword gradually appeared.
"Get up!"
A low shout.
The Geng Jin Flame Furnace slowly rotated and rose, suspended in mid-air.
The furnace mouth spits out dazzling golden red light, dyeing the entire sky with a layer of magnificent colors.
The vibrations in the furnace became more violent, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon.
Ye Feng’s eyes were firmly fixed on the suspended flame furnace.
He could feel the terrifying energy contained in it, as well as a nascent sword intent full of violence.
Elder Ziyang changed the seals with his hands and recited the obscure formula.
Boom!
A dragon-shaped fire rose from the furnace mouth into the sky.
The earth fire was not red, but a dark golden color, with a solid shape, like a real dragon.
The dragon-shaped ground fire spiraled down and wrapped around a vague sword embryo.
The sword embryo made a sizzling sound under the heat of the dragon-shaped ground fire.
A surprising scene appeared.
Dense and complex lines quickly appeared on the surface of the sword embryo.
The layers of texture are like tiny dragon scales.
In an instant, thousands of dazzling golden threads burst out from the sword embryo.
The golden light is so dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at it.
Ye Feng subconsciously narrowed his eyes and raised his hands to cover them.
In the strong light, the Gengjin Flame Furnace rotates faster.
The roaring of dragons with great excitement came from the depths of the furnace.
Elder Ziyang’s eyes burst into ecstasy.
He shouted loudly.
"It's done!"
The voice was loud and full of uncontrollable excitement.
The words have not yet finished.
Phew!
A stream of light broke through the golden clouds and shot out from the furnace.
The sword is done!
The long sword shot out of the air, causing the swords in the hands of all the disciples to tremble.
A calamity cloud formed over the long sword, and a thin bolt of lightning struck down, refining the sword body.
After the calamity clouds dissipated.
The sword body shows a strange color, flowing with liquid gold. The brilliance is restrained, but yet sharp and sharp.
The long sword hovered in mid-air, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, emitting waves of deep dragon roars.
A majestic and heavy pressure filled the air.
Elder Ziyang looked up at the suspended sword, trembling with excitement.
"Hahaha! A mid-grade artifact!"
His eyes fell on the long sword.
The fine dragon scale patterns on the sword are clearly visible, exuding a vast sword energy.
At this time, the fire suddenly went out.
Elder Ziyang suppressed his excitement and stretched out his hand.
The sword made a clear sound and flew into his hand obediently.
It was heavy in hand, and there was a warm touch from the sword body, as well as a vague fluctuation of dragon power.
Elder Ziyang looked at Ye Feng with a proud look on his face.
"Boy, look! This sword is called Dragon Fault!"
Elder Ziyang flicked his wrist and casually held a sword flower.
Buzz!
A low but penetrating dragon roar sounded in the air.
An invisible sound wave spread, causing Ye Feng's energy and blood to stagnate slightly.
It really lives up to its name.
The sound of swords penetrated the sky, and the field was silent for a moment, and then a tsunami-like exclamation broke out.
"Elder Ziyang is indeed a master of the Weapon Refining Sect. He is a mid-grade divine weapon as soon as he makes it. This level of skill is beyond our reach!"
"Tsk, tsk, mid-grade divine weapon. "Ah, Ye Feng has really kicked the bucket now, what are you comparing to?"
"You were so bold before, are you dumbfounded now? Elder Ziyang is serious about it, is there any suspense in this bet?"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several figures came to the martial arts arena almost at the same time.
Elder Sikong twirled his beard, his gaze was like a torch, and he locked the Dragon Palace Divine Sword tightly, nodding slightly:
"What a sword! The fire charm is restrained, the edge is hidden, the sword screams Like a dragon, it is indeed the best among medium-grade artifacts. Fellow Taoist Ziyang's skills are becoming more and more exquisite."
After all, even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be tempted by an artifact of this level.
Lu Yuanqing, the leader of the Tianji Sect, stood with his hands behind his hands, a gentle smile on his face, and a glimmer of light flashed deep in his eyes: "If this sword is used on the battlefield, it will definitely burn mountains and boil seas, it is infinitely powerful. Congratulations, congratulations."
As he spoke, his eyes seemed to be sweeping towards Ye Feng's direction, which was profound.
As the weapon refining authority of the Tianji Sect, Elder Yunhe felt as if he had seen a rare treasure at this moment. He walked around the divine sword twice, stretched out his fingers to trace the lines on the sword, and praised it with his tongue.