Chapter 17 Forging ()

Han Fei forged a sword for seven days. During these seven days, Shang Xin also found a rule to see the fire. He used a large fire when making the sword blank, and used a small fire when forming. When he carefully thought about it, he needed an hour of medium fire, an hour of small fire, and sometimes a half-quarter of a large fire.

At first, Han Fei told Shang Xin how to do it, but after observing for a few days, Shang Xin was able to see the progress of the sword and know what to use for fire.

Han Fei smiled and said, "You are the most talented person I have ever seen. If you can have a guardian beast with high intelligence in the future, you will definitely become a real forging master."

"Gao Lingzhi's guardian beast?" Shang Xin was a little confused. "What is the relationship between forging weapons and guardian beasts?"

"You will soon understand that if there is no suitable guardian beast, everything is empty talk."

Shang Xin didn't ask again, he would always understand here every day. Do you protect the beast? I don't know if his bright moon is considered a high-spirited mind.

After seven days of tempering, the sword forged by Han Fei was quite sharp and close to him. You could feel the cold air emitted from the sword. I don’t know what material the sword was made of. Each part of the sword has been tempered countless times. Gradually, Shang Xin also understood that the sword that seemed to have been made five days ago became sharper and harder after several days of tempering. Every hammer, position, and strength that Han Fei fell was of particular importance, and it was by no means arbitrary knock.

At this time, the sword had reached perfection in terms of the sword itself. The density also reached the limit. The sword, which was two fingers thick at the beginning, was beaten to half a finger thick, and no one or two pieces of material was taken out.

Shang Xin thought that if he had taken out half of the materials, he believed that he would have been forged one day, but Han Fei did not do this, which shows that he is an honest person.

With another blow, Han Fei finally put down the hammer in his hand.

"It's done?" Shang Xin asked.

"Not yet." As he said that, Han Fei's hand flicked his waist, and suddenly a golden-haired monkey appeared beside him.

After the monkey appeared beside Han Fei, he opened his mouth and spit out a light green aura, holding the sword firmly in the air.

At this time, Han Fei suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed at the hilt of the sword. The sword turned violently in the air. The tip of the sword was facing the monkey. The monkey opened its mouth and another extremely thin spiritual energy blew out. It even went straight into the sword body from the tip of the sword. Shang Xin discovered that at this moment, there was a small hole the size of a needle hole at the tip of the sword. When the spiritual energy entered from the small hole, there was a thin line of light green, covering the sword body like a vein.

Shang Xin opened his mouth wide and was so surprised that he didn't close for a long time. The inside of the sword was like a blood vessel in the human body, with vacuums. From the blue line, it can be seen that the hollow part was extremely fine and even.

Han Fei's seven-day beating actually forged such a magical sword.

After all the spiritual energy entered the sword body, Han Fei grabbed the hilt of the sword and quickly threw the sword into the fire.

This is the last and most critical step. Putting into fire is to re-fusion of the hollow part of the sword body, but to store the spiritual energy in it.

Half an hour later, Han Fei took out the sword again, looked at the sword body for a while, but threw the sword into the furnace beside him. In just a moment, it turned into a pool of iron.

Shang Xin pondered for a moment and asked, "I wonder what the function of this weapon is? It cannot be used before the Combination Realm, and it is not necessary after the Combination Realm."

"No need?" Han Fei was stunned, "Who said it was not necessary?"

"After the fusion realm, the spiritual energy can be transformed into swords. Why do you still use weapons?" Shang Xin was also stunned and said.

Seeing Shang Xin's expression, Han Fei immediately understood and said that it was not necessary, it was Shang Xin himself who thought. So he smiled and said, "You kid, the spiritual energy is transformed into the body of the guardian beast. Fighting directly with people can easily cause the guardian beast to be injured or even die. If you have weapons in your hand, you can inject spiritual energy into the sword body, which will not only double its power, but also greatly reduce the danger of the guardian beast. Do you think the weapons are useful?"

"Ah, that's how it is." Shang Xin understood at this time.

"Of course." After a pause, Han Fei said again: "But ordinary weapons are really useless, they must use spiritual weapons. What we are casting now is a low-level spiritual weapon."

"Spiritual weapon?" This was a strange name for Shang Xin. However, seeing the golden monkey exuding spiritual energy, Shang Xin also understood that if the sword was cast into a certain level, it would be extraordinary. "Is spiritual weapons also divided into grades?"

"Of course. For example, the sword is now made of cold iron as raw material, supplemented by the tendons of the golden tiger as its veins. If the sword is made, at least the ability of the sword person can be increased by two levels. But this is only a low-level spiritual weapon. Only those who can improve the ability of more than five levels are considered intermediate-level spiritual weapons. The materials used are extremely precious and difficult to collect. However, high-level spiritual weapons are rarely seen, and even if they are guarding the kingdom, few people have them."

After hearing this, Shang Xin became very interested in spiritual weapons. The forgeator is also very famous. If he could forge a high-level spiritual weapon of his own, his strength would increase exponentially. At that time, he naturally would not have to be afraid of Wang Yunliang.

Thinking of this, Shang Xin said: "Brother-in-law, I want to learn forging with you."

"Okay!" Han Fei patted Shang Xin's shoulder heavily and said, "You will definitely become a real forge and will definitely become famous for our Beast Control Sect in the future."

"A forgeter can become famous all over the world? Brother-in-law, aren't you the forgeter?"

Han Fei said: "What am I? I can only be considered an intern forging master. A real forging master can be cast into spiritual weapons while talking and laughing. I am still far from it."

Shang Xin thought for a while and said, "Brother-in-law, from your tone, it seems that there are very few forging masters in the entire Beast Control Sect."

Han Fei said: "There are very few forge masters and synthesis masters. There are no more than ten people in the Beast Control Sect. Even if there are no more than a hundred people who are trained like me."

So that's it, Shang Xin said: "What restrictions will be there after joining the Beast Control Sect?"

"Seniors should help each other and not wantonly kill each other." Han Fei said.

“That’s all?”

“That’s all.”

It's such a good sect, Shang Xin thought. "I'm willing to join the Beast Control Sect and learn forging with my brother-in-law."

"Okay!" Han Fei laughed. Then, he took out a brochure with green light from his arms, opened one of the pages and said, "As long as you press a handprint on it, you will be a disciple of the Beast Control Sect."

"That's so simple?" Shang Xin asked in confusion.

"This book is also a kind of spiritual object. Only the Beast Control Sect can be made. As long as you press the handprint, all your information will be transmitted back to the sect in an instant, and someone will register for you immediately."

"All information?" Shang Xin asked in confusion.
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