Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 111 The birth of Lingbao
On the forging platform, the North Sea Ice Soul was burning with undead flames, emitting a heart-pounding crystal blue light.

Ye Feng concentrated on controlling the heat so that the temperature of the Undead Flame would not be too high and damage the North Sea Ice Soul itself.

Under Ye Feng's ingenious control, the unique cold air of the North Sea Ice Pond was not weakened, but was continuously compressed and refined, and condensed inside the Ice Pole.

The function of Undead Flame is mainly to forge it into shape.

In the dark red flames, a blue long sword was clearly visible. Zhang Jiuya sighed: "It's unbelievable that the sword can be made into a blank for the first time. It seems that I really don't belong to this era. gone."

While he was sighing, Ye Feng dropped the last hammer heavily, a huge green mountain phantom fell into the void, the whole blacksmith shop trembled suddenly, and the last impurity in the North Sea Ice Soul was also eliminated, under this fierce force into nothingness.

The entire North Sea Crystal Soul has turned into an extremely thin sharp sword. On the blue sword body, there are streaks of brilliance floating like water, which looks radiant.

Ye Feng separated a ball of undead spirit flames, wrapped the shaped North Sea ice soul and flew to the side to prevent it from contacting the air. Then, a cold light flashed, and the cold snow sword was pulled out from his waist, and Ye Feng placed it on the forging table superior.

The reason why he wanted to create a fortune spirit sword was to reshape Mu Chen's soul. Last time, in order to save Ye Feng from Chu Qianfeng, Mu Chen burned the already broken soul, making The difficulty of recovery increases infinitely.

If the soul of life is only damaged, then it is very simple to use the method taught by Qinglong to repair it. You only need a good fortune spirit sword, let Mu Chen absorb the good fortune energy in it, and then cooperate with the repair power of the undead spirit flame to restore it to its original state.

But in Mu Chen's state, the soul of life has been completely broken, completely lost the value of repairing, Ye Feng asked Xiao Hei before, and Xiao Hei told him that under such circumstances, he could only rebuild the soul of life.

And if you want to reshape the soul of life, you can't simply find a spirit sword of good fortune, but find a spirit sword of good fortune that fits him very well, to replace the broken soul of life and become a new soul of fate.

For Mu Chen, there is nothing like the compatibility between the Hanxue Sword and him. This top-notch spiritual weapon has followed Mu Chen up and down for decades. By his side, he didn't give the Hanxue Sword to him for self-defense until he took Ye Feng as his apprentice.

Han Xuejian, who has witnessed Mu Chen's recklessness and brilliance, and also accompanied him through frustration and abjection, has become an indispensable partner in Mu Chen's life.

The moment the Hanxue Sword was placed on the forging platform, the sword body trembled slightly, and there was a clear and clear sword chant sound, as if a living soul was excited after knowing what was about to happen.

"A psychic weapon, a good sword!" Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiuya, who was used to seeing countless top-grade magic weapons, also sincerely admired it. , It has already been initially psychic, and can resonate with the holder.

Even the top fortune-telling treasures may not be able to achieve this step.

Ye Feng caressed the blade gently, and said in a low voice, "You must hold on to me!"

After finishing speaking, the muscles of his whole body trembled, and the Great Sumeru Hammer fell like a mountain. Ye Feng used the Hunyuan Refining Hammer again to forge the Hanxue Sword again.

The undead spirit flames were blazing, and the Great Sumeru Hammer fell one after another, and the silver blade of the Hanxue Sword gradually became thinner, softer, and transparent.

A stream of turbid air was removed from the body, which was the remaining impurities in the Hanxue sword.

The Hanxue Sword was originally made by a master craftsman. It is already the top existence in the level of spiritual weapons. During the refining process, the craftsman has reached his limit. Only a negligible bit remained.

However, under Ye Feng's re-forging, the last bit of impurity was completely eliminated, and Zhang Jiuya on the side nodded repeatedly.

Compared with forging and purifying raw materials, it is more than ten times more difficult to forge a refined spirit weapon, because the refined spirit weapon has already been forged once, and the ratio of various materials It is also unknown, and it will be destroyed if you are not careful.

And Ye Feng took every step just right, and his proficiency was no less than that of any master craftsman. Even if Zhang Jiuya did it himself, on the premise of using the power of the same realm as Ye Feng, he couldn't match it. He does it better.

After swinging 35 hammers in a row again, Ye Feng's face was also a little pale, cracks could be faintly seen on the dark golden skin of the immortal golden body.

Bearing the impact of the energy of the Hunyuan Refining Hammer twice in a row, Ye Feng's physical body has almost reached its limit. In addition, he has been distracted from manipulating the undead spirit flames and using the Hunyuan Refining Hammer at the same time. There is a huge consumption of physical and spiritual power, but now is not the time to stop and rest.

After being re-forged by Ye Feng, the Hanxue Sword became as thin as a cicada's wing, crystal clear, and exuded sharp sword auras outward.

The next step is the most important step, to integrate the North Sea Ice Soul into the Frost Sword. It can be said that all the previous preparations are for this step, and if there is a slight mistake, the success will fall short.

Ye Feng carefully controlled the two groups of undead spirit flames to approach slowly, and kept making fine adjustments. As the distance between the two got closer, Ye Feng felt a faint gravitational force in the cold snow sword, pulling the North Sea Ice Soul towards him. attract.

Han Xuejian was expressing his desire for the North Sea Ice Soul in this way.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and took advantage of the situation to cause the two to collide suddenly. Then, a more violent undead flame descended, and the temperature rose to the limit in an instant. Then, Ye Feng jumped up, exhausted all his strength, and waved The hammer smashed down brazenly.

There was a loud noise, and the ground trembled violently. It took dozens of breaths to calm down. On the forging platform, the undead spirit flames slowly faded, and a cold breath spread out. A delicate blue long sword lay quietly on the platform. On the ground, the blade is extremely sharp, and there is brilliance flowing in the blade, and the overflowing cold air turns into a misty white mist, as if to freeze the air.

All the processes have been completed perfectly, and now there is only one last step away from success, which is the spirit of good fortune. However, in the memory of inheritance, there is no mention of how to endow the spiritual weapon with the spirit of good fortune, so that it can truly transform into a spirit treasure of good fortune.

Ye Feng was only in the seventh level of agility, so naturally he couldn't give birth to the Qi of Creation. When he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a strong, majestic breath coming from the forging platform, which seemed to contain the rules of the universe.

"Aura of Good Fortune!" Ye Feng felt this breath, and he was sure that it was the Qi of Good Fortune. Han Xuejian actually gave birth to the Qi of Good Fortune by himself.

"I understand! I understand!" Ye Feng murmured, "If you achieve the ultimate perfection, you will be able to contribute to good fortune."

A resounding sound of sword chant resounded, lingering in the blacksmith shop for a long time, the cold snow sword automatically flew up from the forging platform, and after three circles around Ye Feng, the hilt automatically flew into Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng raised the sword above his head, and the sword aura shot straight into the sky. Zhang Jiuya made a seal with both hands, and a vast soul power surged out, blocking the sword aura.

Zhang Jiuya said: "When the Lingbao is born, there will be a vision in the sky, which can be clearly seen for a hundred miles around, but don't worry, I have covered it for you."

"Congratulations, Ye Feng, you can become a teacher! I am very relieved to pass on the inheritance to you. I hope that in the future you can fulfill my unfulfilled wish and refine the divine weapon."

As he spoke, Zhang Jiuya's body gradually became unreal.

"My mission is complete, goodbye, my successor."

"Don't worry, I will not insult your inheritance. The name of Zhang Jiuya must be engraved on the artifact." Ye Feng said tearfully, "Goodbye, master!"

(End of this chapter)