Chapter 71 Failure

With a thud, Han Fei fell heavily to the ground. The ground was paved with blue bricks, which was very hard. Of course, it would hurt if he fell.

Han Fei was originally a little dizzy by Shang Xin, so he fell and woke up.

Grinning, he got up from the ground, Han Fei shouted: "Shang Xin, why don't you support me!"

Shang Xin was also a little stunned, scratched his head and said, "Why are you going to fall down? No one is pushing you."

"Damn!" Han Fei glared at Shang Xin fiercely. If you hadn't done this horrifying thing, I would have fallen down very well? But Han Fei didn't say it, he was afraid that Shang Xin would laugh at him.

After a pause, he simply gave up on this topic and said, "I have other materials except softness. Now you can try to forge mid-level spiritual weapons." As he said that, Han Fei took out a lot of things from Qiankun bag.

While exploring, he introduced, "This is the tendon veins of the middle-level monster green lion. Forging an intermediate spiritual weapon, the tendon veins of the middle-level monster must be used."

"This is the black gold black iron, the material required for intermediate spiritual weapons. Ordinary black iron is not enough to forge intermediate spiritual weapons. The low-quality one cannot withstand the infusion of spiritual energy from the powerful people in the spirit realm."

"This is the silk of the mid-level monster Tian Silkworm. The market price is 1,000 per spiritual jade. Adding it can better improve the toughness of the spiritual weapon. Although it is an accessory, it is extremely important."

After talking for a long time, Han Fei finally stopped and turned around and asked, "Shang Xin, do you understand?"

Shang Xin flipped his eyes and said, "There are all in the books, I have seen them and recorded them."

"You remember everything and let me say it?" Han Fei suddenly furiously. I don't know what happened today, but Han Fei can't control his emotions.

"I didn't ask you to say it, it's all you want to say, okay?" Shang Xin looked innocent.

"Uh..." Han Fei scratched his head and said, "Then you can start now. Remember, just add half a dollar of softness. Half a dollar is equivalent to half a rice grain size. You must not put too much. This thing is very precious."

"Yeah, I know."

Looking at the materials in front of him, Shang Xin did not forge them immediately. These materials are extremely valuable. If they were replaced with spiritual jade, they would probably have at least tens of thousands of dollars. And even if they had money, they would be difficult to buy.

Take out the forged book from the Qiankun bag, turn to the forging introduction of the intermediate spiritual weapon, and Shang Xin read it carefully.

Originally, Shang Xin was able to memorize the contents of the book, but he read it very seriously and carefully, for fear of missing any details.

Details often determine success or failure, especially for this kind of high-difficulty forging. As long as there is a small mistake, the outcome will often be wasted. After countless failures, Shang Xin certainly understood this truth. Therefore, he did not dare to be careless at all.

Seeing Shang Xin's serious look, Han Fei nodded slightly, stood quietly aside without disturbing Shang Xin.

It took half an hour before Shang Xin closed the book and put it into Qiankun bag, but did not start forging immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes and sat quietly for a long time. He filtered all the things he was about to do in his mind over and over again. In this way, another half an hour passed, Shang Xin slowly stood up and came to the furnace.

Han Fei looked at Shang Xin and saw a sense of respect in his eyes. He finally understood why Shang Xin reached the level of a synthesizer in just one year. This is not just a reason for talent. Even if a person's talent is too good, if he is lazy and does not do it carefully, he will never succeed easily.

There is no easy task to succeed. The secret to Shang Xin’s success is his diligence and seriousness. Even Han Fei has never possessed this kind of seriousness.

If it were hard work, Han Fei would not be inferior to Shang Xin. But seeing Shang Xin’s seriousness at this time, Han Fei felt a great shock in his heart and said to himself: “If I had been as serious as Shang Xin and had been fully prepared for every forging, would I have become a real forging long ago?”

Over the past year, Han Fei has been envious of Shang Xin's talent and even a little jealous. But now, he finally understood that Shang Xin can succeed so quickly, in addition to talent, there is something else in it.

When he came to the furnace, Shang Xin's eyes were only the materials in front of him, and there was only these in his heart. He pointed at the furnace, and a faint blue flame shot in, and then, a faint blue flame ignited from the furnace.

The consciousness moved with the heart, adjusted the strength of the fire, waved his right hand and the container containing the material fell onto the stove.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Shang Xin's consciousness was all concentrated, feeling the temperature of the vessel, and adjusting the size of the flame again to make the temperature rise reach a balance.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Shang Xin slowly put the black gold black iron in, watched the black iron melt little by little, and adjusted the flame again to maintain an absolute balance in the melting speed. It cannot be fast or slow.

This is an extremely difficult thing to master. If you rely on your proficiency, it would normally take ten years to fully control a person's continuous forging. However, Shang Xin achieved this by forging an intermediate spiritual weapon for the first time with his natural mental power.

Of course, this was quite forced for Shang Xin. Soon, beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down Shang Xin's forehead and temples. Shang Xin didn't even wipe it. He didn't know that he was sweating all over now, and his whole mind was already in the forging process in front of him.

When the black iron was almost completely melted but not yet completely melted, Shang Xin put in the second piece of material, Tiansan Silk. At this time, it was three days later when he had just forged it.

During these three days, Shang Xin had not even stopped sleeping, and had not even moved.

Han Fei accompanied him for two days and one night, but in the end he couldn't help sleeping for a while. During this period, Yuan Qing came once. She came to see the two of them left for a day and didn't come back. Han Fei waved his hand gently at her. Yuan Qing understood that after reading Shangxin for a while, he returned to the clinic.

Shang Xin didn't know about these things at all, and even Han Fei was still in the house, he didn't know about them. His spirit, his consciousness, and his senses had been put into forging.

Putting Tian Silk in it, Shang Xin then putting the green lion's tendons and veins. Then, he used his consciousness to explore the black gold iron and fixed the positions of the tendons and veins and veins. If he had not had super strong mental power, this would definitely not be possible. Forging a mid-level spiritual weapon would not have been 100% successful.

As long as you can successfully forge an intermediate spiritual weapon, you will be a real intermediate forge. This is completely different from that of a forge who forges low-level spiritual weapons.

Even so, in the entire Guardian Kingdom, there are definitely more than ten people with the title of intermediate forgeator. It can be seen how difficult it is to forge the intermediate spiritual weapons.

After the position was fixed, Shangxin gradually weakened the fire, causing the black gold and iron to solidify little by little. This process is also not simple. You cannot remove the fire at once, nor can you change the strength of the fire at once. What is needed is still a balance.

Once there is a little mistake, the forging will fail, and previous efforts will be destined to be in vain.

The cooling process also lasted for three days. Finally, at the moment when the liquid was about to become solid, Shangxin put a chunk of soft money.

Soft must be put in when it is about to solidify and not yet solidify, but this time is only a short moment. After six consecutive days of forging, very few people can maintain enough energy to do this.

Fortunately, Shangxin is one of the few.

Han Fei sighed softly not far away. He knew that he would never become an intermediate forge in this life. Even he had a fire-attributed guardian beast, and even he could control the fire like Shang Xin, but Han Fei knew that he could not survive for six days.

What's more, six days are far from over.

After the iron in the furnace solidified, Shang Xin quickly picked up the forging hammer and started to beat it. The knocking took place in the vessel. During this process, the fire in the furnace was still burning, but it was much weaker because it had to keep the synthetic material not too hard, and it could not melt into molten again.

This also requires excellent control, and it is almost impossible. Shangxin not only needs to forge hard, but also has to separate his mind and watch the fire.

Three more days passed, and with Shang Xin's continuous beating, a sword finally took shape.

Take out the sword from the vessel, and before the spiritual energy was injected into it, a faint green light flowed on the sword body. At this time, its toughness and sharpness were no less than a low-level spiritual weapon.

What Shang Xin wants is of course not a low-level spiritual weapon. Therefore, the sword has not been successful yet and needs a last step.

Taking a deep breath, Shang Xin waved his right hand and the sword quietly hung in the air. His finger flicked, and a flame aura thinner than a needle shot on the tip of the sword.

Then, I saw a dark blue spiritual energy entering the sword body, spreading around like a vein, wandering around.

He stared at the Youlan on the sword body, but saw the faint blue light suddenly stopping when it was swimming close to the hilt of the sword. After a moment, the spider-web-like cracks appeared at the pause.

"Oh..." Han Fei sighed heavily. Han Fei has not left for the past nine days. He witnessed the process of a mid-level spiritual weapon from birth to destruction. It would be better if it failed at the beginning, but the sword failed at the last moment. Han Fei couldn't help but feel ache in his heart. It was like his own child who worked hard to raise him, but died when he was about to become an adult. Few people can withstand such a blow.

However, Shang Xin's face had no change at all. He stood there and pondered for a long time before he said to himself: "This is not because of the incorrect position of the tendons and veins, but because of the uneven density of the connection between the hilt and the sword body."

Han Fei looked at Shang Xin blankly. He really couldn't imagine that after the failure of the sword forging, Shang Xin was not disappointed or regretful, but was thinking about the reasons for the failure. In this case, he was still thinking about the reasons for the failure. How tough is his nerves? Han Fei knew that if it were him, it would be impossible to be so calm at this time. The intermediate-level spiritual weapons are different from low-level spiritual weapons. Forging low-level spiritual weapons consumes time and physical strength, while forging intermediate-level spiritual weapons consumes effort.

No matter who has lost his efforts, he will regret, lament, and even despair.

But none of these emotional business letters are available, at least not visible on the surface.

"He should be disappointed, too." Han Fei thought in his heart.

"Brother-in-law, do you still have the materials?" Just as Han Fei was shocked by Shang Xin's tenacious nerves, Shang Xin suddenly turned around and asked.
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