In the faint halo, Ying Chengfeng's face was solemn. He opened his mouth, as if he was muttering something. After a while, the layers of halo condensed inward and gathered little by little into the Mingling Needle.

The inscription needle he held in his hand was not a simple object, but a inherited object of Master Zhang Mingyun.[..com]

It is also an extremely precious level-free spiritual weapon.

Zhang Mingyun passed this thing to him, although it was because he liked his talent, but it was not because of Shen Yuqi.

However, after this thing falls into Ying Chengfeng's hands, it will definitely be used to the fullest.

With the help of wisdom, Ying Chengfeng can stimulate the power of this thing to the extreme.

The huge true energy was released through the lines on the spiritual weapon. After absorbing more free power from the outside world, it gathered again on the needle tip, emitting a richer white light.

The moment this ray of white light fell on the long sword, there was a strange "hiss" sound.

A series of lights like Mars jumped high, leaving a moment of brilliance in the void space.

The spiritual weapons of the division-level quality are extraordinary. When engraving spiritual patterns, it is much more difficult than ordinary weapons. If the inscribed spiritual patterns in the past were like fiddling with a carpet with a carving knife, then at this moment, it is working on the steel plate with an electric knife.

Although the essence of the two is not much different, the difficulty is very different.

At least, the power to drive the electric knife to operate is far greater than the carving knife. Fortunately, Ying Chengfeng's true energy has now been promoted to the eighth level, and it has more powerful spiritual power and wisdom assistance. When controlling the true energy, it has achieved a nearly perfect application without wasting a little bit of true energy from beginning to end.

After half an hour, Ying Chengfeng let out a gentle breath and put down the Mingling needle in his hand.

He gently waved the long sword in his hand, completely wrapping it up with spiritual power, carefully sensing everything above.

Although there has never been an almost impossible thing like a mistake under the leadership of Zhiling, Ying Chengfeng still carefully checked it.

This rigorous attitude may also be the key to his success.

After a while, Ying Chengfeng nodded with satisfaction and sat cross-legged, swallowed a pill, and let the powerful heat flow flow in the body, making up for all the lost true energy.

After doing all this, he took out a water-based spirit sealing stone and an attack stone and placed it on both ends of the weapon. Feng Kuang prepared quite well for him not only with enough materials, but also with even the spirit sealing stone.

Although the wisdom spirit can absorb the attribute power of the true qi to transform it into the spirit sealing stone to inject the spirit, it is already the limit to using this special force in the forging of the Sage-level spiritual weapon with Ying Chengfeng's current strength. As for the teacher-level spiritual weapon, Ying Chengfeng's efforts to adjust the power comparison in the spiritual weapon is quite difficult, let alone extracting the true qi to convert the spiritual power.

Therefore, he had no choice but to use Feng Kuang's preparations to try it out.

The spiritual power swept through the void, stimulating the power in the two seal stones at the same time.

The endless power surged into the sword like water from flood discharge, and the powerful impact force immediately made the sword light up.

Ying Chengfeng closed his eyes slightly, his spirit and wisdom combined, quietly sensing everything in the long sword.

Before he had spiritual power, he could not detect various changes in the spiritual weapon world. But now, his spiritual world seemed to be integrated with the sword, and all the impact of the power in the sword was completely reflected in his mind.

In fact, this is not the unique ability of Ying Chengfeng. Any spiritual master will have the same feeling when forging spiritual weapons. However, being able to feel is one thing, and whether it can control it is another.

Just as everyone can see the traffic on the streets, not everyone can drive.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

In the world in his mind, countless roars broke out one after another.

The attack power and the water power had a fierce conflict. They used the spiritual pattern on the long sword as a battlefield and had a fierce confrontation.

The closer you get to the hilt of the sword, the stronger the water system power, and the closer you get to the tip of the sword, the greater the attack power.

However, this kind of power is relatively important, because after the two forces poured into the sword, they were already spread throughout every corner. It can be said that the entire battlefield was in chaos and there was no accurate number at all.

A trace of sweat appeared on Ying Chengfeng's forehead. If it was the same as before, as long as he tried his best to maintain the balance between the two forces and not let one of them be strong enough to completely expel the other party, then he would not be so tired.

But at this moment, at least half of Ying Chengfeng was focusing on the changes that arise after the clash of two attribute forces.

When the two forces collided violently, they would consume a little bit of each other, and this part of the force was minimal and had almost no impact on the overall situation. Just like the sea evaporates some water under the sunlight, but this little moisture is a slightest to the entire sea, and it is simply irrelevant.

However, this consumed power did not disappear. They condensed small bumps and attached to the spiritual pattern of the long sword.

However, the flow of spiritual power is still as smooth as before, without any hindrance, as if these small bumps do not exist.

In fact, if you don’t have the super computing power of Zhiling, even Ying Chengfeng would not be able to detect the tiny bumps.

Because these bumps are too small, they are like microorganisms and cannot sense them at all because of the entire sword.

However, Ying Chengfeng did not dare to underestimate these groups of knots at all.

Perhaps a small bump is not enough to affect the overall situation, but when the number of these bumps reaches a certain level, it is enough to become a liquor that cannot be underestimated.

As time goes by, the influx of two spiritual forces gradually slowed down.

Ying Chengfeng also relaxed in his heart, and the most difficult time finally passed.

This is his second time to inject spiritual energy into a master-level spiritual weapon. Logically speaking, he should be more relaxed after having some experience. But in fact, this time he is really exhausted.

Because he had to pay attention to those small bumps, the energy spent on Ying Chengfeng was far greater than before. If two spiritual forces continued to pour into the sword body so strongly, he would probably find it difficult for him to persevere.

Fortunately, the spiritual power that the long sword can accommodate is approaching its limit. Although the battle on the battlefield is getting more and more intense, the external power has weakened a lot.

Ying Chengfeng snorted lightly, and Zhiling released a strange and weak fluctuation of power.

When this wisp of power entered the long sword, the struggle between the two forces suddenly weakened a lot and began to blend.

Ying Chengfeng was secretly happy. His spiritual power and his wisdom were completely integrated, and he operated as much as possible according to the experience when he first filled the spirit, so that these two different attribute forces gradually merged.

In fact, after having the first experience, Ying Chengfeng can directly adjust the spiritual power fluctuation to the most appropriate level, allowing these two forces to fusion at the fastest speed.

However, if you do this, the proportion of power in this sword will be somewhat different from the previous one.

So he would rather spend his energy to adjust slowly than do it overnight.

I don’t know how long it took, but after Zhiling emitted the last wave of power fluctuations, the two forces in the long sword finally stopped fighting and fused perfectly together.

Opening his eyes, Ying Chengfeng looked at the long sword in his hand with a faint light blue luster, and his heart was filled with pride.

He slowly inputted a wisp of true energy into it and felt the power contained in the long sword.

However, after a moment, Ying Chengfeng's expression suddenly became stunned, and a hint of regret appeared in his eyes.

The long sword in his hand is indeed a master-level spiritual weapon, and the water-based power and attack power contained on it are even better than the previous one. However, this long sword is not a secret spiritual weapon.

Even though he searched every corner of the entire sword, he found no signs of the mist world.

"good."

Suddenly, a cheerful voice rang out from outside the house.

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned, and quickly opened the door, welcomed Feng Kuang in, and said, "Master Feng."

Feng Kuang nodded, took the long sword in his hand, and smiled and said, "Chengfeng, when you forged a master-level spiritual weapon for the first time, I was actually a little worried. But after seeing this sword, I didn't have much to worry."

One success can be said to be accidental, but successes one after another indicate that Ying Chengfeng does have some unique features in the forge-level spiritual weapon. Ying Chengfeng's performance also reassured Feng Kuang.

Ying Chengfeng disturbed his head and said, "Master, this spiritual weapon is far inferior to the previous one." He said regretfully: "Although the disciple tried his best, he was unable to forge a secret spiritual weapon."

Feng Kuang laughed silently and said in anger and amused: "Nonsense, what do you think the secret pattern spiritual weapon is? Do you want to forge such a treasure with such good luck every time?"

Ying Chengfeng stumbled at his mouth. He wanted to say his discovery, but after seeing Feng Kuang's expression of disapproval, he immediately swallowed the words back.

Because he had a vague premonition, even Feng Kuang might not know the little bumps that Zhiling found. If he had exposed this matter, he would not know whether he would treat him as a monster.

It seemed that Ying Chengfeng was dissatisfied. Feng Kuang shook his head slightly and said, "Chengfeng, what you forged twice are water-based master-level spiritual weapons, so do you know what the differences between these two spiritual weapons are?"

ps: Sorry, I’m sorry, I spent a day in Xikou today, and it was too late when I came back.

Let’s update one chapter first, and there’s another chapter in the code.

It seems that the task of the third update today is not completed, so Baihe will compensate everyone the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
Chapter completed!