Recalling the failures encountered in refining Zhiyang Xuan Iron in the past, Qiu Chengfeng's eyes not only began to flicker, but even his short hammer wield began to become blocked, and his breathing gradually became a little messy.

When he first refined Zhiyang Xuan Iron, Qiu Chengfeng made a mistake in the "condensation" step due to psychological tension, which directly led to the treasure iron becoming a waste. This left a huge shadow in his heart.

When he was refining for the second time, Qiu Chengfeng cheered himself up in advance. Every step of the previous work was done well. However, just as he entered the condensation step, his originally stable mentality became nervous again. He fell in the same place again.

Two consecutive failures completely destroyed Qiu Chengfeng's self-confidence.

Now, the third Zhiyang Xuan Iron Refining has come to this point. If the old thing happens again, what else can I face those who care about me?

You cannot fail, you must not fail again!

Qiu Chengfeng shouted to himself with great force in his heart. But this kind of shouting did not calm him down, but instead made him even more nervous and panic.

Qin Chuan has been paying attention to Qiu Chengfeng's every move and immediately discovered Qiu Chengfeng's strangeness.

Qin Chuan certainly understood why the original good condition suddenly turned like this. I guess the refining of the weapon was approaching the juncture of Qiu Chengfeng's failure.

This made Qin Chuan nervous. After all, this piece of Zhiyang Xuan Iron that was being tempered is not only related to a precious magic weapon, but also to the life and death of a weapon refining expert!

Qiu Chengfeng, you must overcome this hurdle!

Although he was very concerned, Qin Chuan knew that he could not help at this time. If he wanted to overcome this hurdle, Qiu Chengfeng could only rely on himself!

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The short hammer was still hitting the Zhiyang Xuan Iron, but the sound was a little flustered, losing the rhythmic beauty just now. Moreover, Qin Chuan discovered that sweat had begun to seep from Qiu Chengfeng's forehead.

This is definitely not a normal phenomenon.

Although the temperature in the blacksmith shop was very high due to the strong burning of the fire, with Qiu Chengfeng's cultivation, this level of temperature could not affect him at all, nor could it make him sweat.

What is reflected in sweating at this time is the tension in his heart.

When Qin Chuan saw the sweat beads on Qiu Chengfeng's forehead, Qiu Chengfeng himself also noticed that he was sweating. This made his already nervous and panic mood worse.

At this moment, the short hammer waving in his hand must not be stopped, and the magic tricks that penetrate into the Xuanyang Iron cannot be stopped. Once the rhythm is chaotic, the entire refining process may immediately fail.

However, it is not possible to not wipe the sweat beads on the forehead. Otherwise, if the sweat beads drip onto the yang Xuan Iron, it will have a great impact on the purity of the Xuan Iron. Even if the refining is successful, the level of the magic weapon will be greatly reduced.

Alas, my emotions are bad enough, and even my sweat comes to make trouble! Is Zhiyang Xuantie really a hurdle that I can't overcome in my life?

A small bead of sweat on his forehead seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Qiu Chengfeng's mood was gradually falling into despair. Although he was still waving a short hammer in his hand, it was all supported by perseverance. A slight mistake would definitely cause the entire refining process to fall into irrescue failure.

At this time, Qin Chuan had already seen that Qiu Chengfeng had fallen into the most dangerous state. His heart also tugged with the change of Qiu Chengfeng's expression.

It seems that Qiu Chengfeng's inner demon is so great that it is beyond imagination. A small bead of sweat will lead him to slide into the bottomless abyss.

Zhiyang Xuan Iron was stolen from the golden-headed Red-Scale Dragon at a huge cost, and it was extremely precious; the weapon refining master at the Great Perfect Realm of Qi Practice is even more meaningful to the Yuhua Sect. Do you really want to see them destroying them in front of you at the same time?

No, no! You must never give up any hope until the moment of real failure!

With an extremely determined idea, Qin Chuan took a step and walked into the blacksmith shop. At the same time, he took out a handkerchief from the ring and held it in his hand to wipe the sweat on Qiu Chengfeng's forehead.

At this time, Qiu Chengfeng tried his best to ensure that the rhythm of condensation was not chaotic, while gritting his teeth and fighting against the chaos in his heart, without any notice that Qin Chuan was approaching.

When he was about to fall on the verge of collapse, he suddenly felt a pair of stable hands, holding a silky handkerchief, and began to wipe his sweat beads.

Qiu Chengfeng's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. At this time, the only person who could wipe his sweat beads was Qin Chuan. Feeling Qin Chuan's gentle movements and stable hands, Qiu Chengfeng felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

When I was a teenager, I was once known as a weapon refining genius, with a sharp edge and a high spirit. With my own ability, it is indeed not a problem to refine the Sun Yang Xuan Iron. However, because of my fragile mentality, I failed continuously and eventually suffered my closest master.

Now, another person with deep affection is willing to help him. Will he have to fall in the same place repeatedly and hurt the person who is deep and kind to him again?

No, no, absolutely not! You can't let the inner demons bind you and repeat the original failure again and again! This piece of supreme Xuan Iron must be successfully refined, and you will have an explanation to Qin Chuan, yourself, and the master under the Jiuquan!

Feeling Qin Chuan's soft and firm wiping sweat, Qiu Chengfeng's long-suppressed fighting will in his heart was suddenly awakened. He gritted his teeth hard, his eyes became firm again, and his hand waving the short hammer gradually returned to his original track.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." A slightly chaotic hammer sound finally intertwined with a pleasant rhythm again. Every hammer fell, sparks splashed and spiritual energy surged. Qiu Chengfeng's originally heavy depressing expression was swept away at this time. His whole body became full of domineering, with a hammer in his hand, the domineering aura that looked proud of the world!

Qin Chuan was extremely surprised to see his changes. A thought arises and a thought dies. Unexpectedly, his simple action of wiping sweat actually saved Qiu Chengfeng and rejuvenated him!

At this time, we must not disturb him. Therefore, after wiping Qiu Chengfeng's sweat, Qin Chuan immediately withdrew from the blacksmith shop, leaving Qiu Chengfeng with a completely independent space for play.

After Qiu Chengfeng wiped out the inner demons, he fell into a state of calmness and piety. The expression on his face was like the water of an ancient well, extremely quiet and could not have a wave, but his arms were waving like a wheel, and he moved his pounds into wind.

Once quiet and moving, the state is completely opposite. However, these two states occur at the same time on Qiu Chengfeng, but it makes people look so coordinating and so coordinated.

This is the state that an excellent weapon refiner should have!

The weapon refiner who was full of energy and promising back then was finally resurrected!

Qin Chuan clenched his fists tightly and was in a happy mood.

Hehe, this weapon refiner's resurrection must have made considerable contributions~~~

Qin Chuan did not act in an inappropriate way at all. Instead, he was more careful to avoid any impact on Qiu Chengfeng.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The sound of beating continued. With Qiu Chengfeng's just right tempering, the Zhiyang Xuan Iron Iron Embryo had undergone obvious changes, and the prototype of a sword began to gradually reveal.

Moreover, with the invasion of Qiu Chengfeng one after another, this long sword, which had already been inscribed, began to emit a mysterious and powerful aura all over his body.

Qin Chuan was silently paying attention outside the blacksmith shop, and his expectation became stronger and stronger. Judging from the current situation, after the Zhiyang Xuan Iron was successfully refined, it was at least a top magic weapon!

Top magic weapon...

In the southwest of the Kunxu Mountains and among the major immortal cultivation sects east of Xuyuan, there are only four top magic weapons.

Among them, Feng Xuan Fan, Cao Gongze, the head of Feiyun Sect, and Ming Hanbing Soul, the elder of Feiyun Sect, are both famous on the list. Although they are now in the hands of Qin Chuan, because of their matching attributes, he has rewarded Liu Guanyu and Su Qianxue respectively, and he has not retained it.

The other two top magic weapons, one of which was owned by Ding Hang, the head of Kunshan Sect, and could only return to the Dragon Cave to explore treasures, were left in the cave. The other one was in the hands of Fang Shaoyang, the master of Jiuye Valley.

In addition to these four items, the best among the heads of other sects is the best magic weapon.

If Qiu Chengfeng could refine another top magic weapon at this time, the number of top magic weapons that the Yuhua Sect possessed would be far above all the sects east of Xuyuan!

Taking pills to improve one level of cultivation, and using the Trial Sect to absorb the essence of extraterritorial demons, the cultivation of many disciples of the Yuhua Sect will soon usher in a big leap. In addition, with many top magic weapons in hand, will the days when Yuhua Sect dominate the side be far away?

Won't!

Qin Chuan thought this way, and his heart was filled with infinite expectations. But soon he controlled his mood again. After all, Qiu Chengfeng's refining weapon had not been completely completed, and no one could guarantee that it would be foolproof until the last step. What's more, Qiu Chengfeng had a precedent for failure twice. In order to avoid the extreme joy and sorrow, it would be better not to be too happy.

After stabilizing his emotions, Qin Chuan once again gathered his attention and looked at Qiu Chengfeng with all his attention.

At this time, Qiu Chengfeng was completely in a state of fanaticism and obsession. There was nothing else in his eyes and heart, only the hammer in his hand, the sword in front of him. The short hammer kept rising and falling, and the sword body gradually improved, and it began to reveal a faint sharpness.

After a jingling and rapid hit, Qiu Chengfeng suddenly shook his hand and threw the short hammer aside, then flew up and down with his palms, and successively penetrated three magic tricks into the sword body.

This is the last step in the condensed process. After all the three magic tricks were beaten, Qiu Chengfeng suddenly activated his spiritual power and controlled the formed long sword to fly back into the furnace. At the same time, the spiritual power gushed out wildly, urging the flames in the furnace to the maximum extent.

Next, Qiu Chengfeng did not control the flames anymore, but reached out to pick up a gourd from the side. He pulled out the plug, raised his head, and poured all the transparent liquid that slowly oozed with cold air into his mouth and drank it into his belly.

The capacity of this gourd is quite large. Although Qiu Chengfeng is tall, his stomach is already bulging after drinking, like a pregnant woman who is eight or nine months pregnant. From the appearance, it looks quite funny, but Qiu Chengfeng's eyes are extremely solemn and extremely pious.

Qin Chuan looked around with a serious expression. Although he didn't know how to refine weapons, he could also see that now, he must have reached the last step in refining weapons - quenching!

Tempering focuses on the fusion of the spiritual energy entering the sword body and the sword itself, and it also has a great relationship with the texture of the magic weapon. Once the quenching is not good, it will lead to the unstable structure of the magic weapon and the uneven distribution of the spiritual energy, which will greatly affect the power that a magic weapon can exert.

The success or failure of things has already taken place in one fell swoop!

After drinking the transparent liquid in the gourd, Qiu Chengfeng waved his hand in the air to the furnace and was engulfed by the fire. The long sword that had been burning for a long time immediately flew up in the air with extremely high temperatures and suspended in the air, constantly rotating and dancing.

Qiu Chengfeng raised his head again, inhale hard, and then opened his mouth and vomited. Suddenly, a cool water spurted out from his mouth and was just about to hit the sword.

The extremely high-temperature sword was sprinkled by the water, making a "hissing" sound. In the small blacksmith shop, pieces of white steam continued to gush out.

The rotation of the long sword continued, and the water columns spewed out of Qiu Chengfeng's mouth were endless. The combination of the two formed a strange landscape.

Although Qin Chuan had long known that refining weapons was like alchemy, full of mysterious colors, this was the first time he had watched the refiner's refining weapons with his own eyes, which really made him amazing.

The spurt of water in Qiu Chengfeng's mouth lasted for a cup of tea. The long sword flying in the air had already dissipated the original high temperature during the continuous watering process. The sword body began to emit a clear and sharp edge.

The brighter the light of the long sword, the brighter Qin Chuan's eyes also. He knew in his heart that a magic weapon at least at the top level of magic weapon would be born under his attention!

With the continuous spewing of water column, Qiu Chengfeng's abdomen that had originally bulged the ball, gradually shrank, and finally returned to his normal amplitude. At the same time, Qiu Chengfeng also stopped spewing of water column, waved his hand in the air, and the long sword that was hovering in the air immediately flew into his hands.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Qiu Chengfeng, who was originally quiet and pious, suddenly burst out with a passionate roar. The roar penetrated the golden cracked stone and went straight to the sky, and could even be compared to the sing of the spiritual crane to rush to the sky.

Accompanied by the roar, Qiu Chengfeng's body, wrapped in broken felt cloth, began to exude a strong domineering aura. He waved the long sword in his hand a few times, and the unparalleled sword energy suddenly filled the surroundings.

The small blacksmith shop is made of ordinary things. How can it withstand such impact? When the sword shadow flashed by, just a few "boom, boom", the originally good blacksmith shop actually collapsed!

Qiu Chengfeng's cultivation level has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Practice, of course, he will not be disturbed by the collapse of the house. Although the gravel falls everywhere and the dust is flying, Qiu Chengfeng stands upright and does not touch his body.

Seeing that the house he had lived in for more than ten years was destroyed, Qiu Chengfeng's face was filled with joy. He held the sword and laughed a few times, suddenly moved his steps, came to Qin Chuan, and even bent his knees and knelt down in front of Qin Chuan: "Emma Qin, Qiu Chengfeng has fulfilled his mission, and the lower-grade spiritual weapon - Zhiyang Feijian, has been successfully refined, please check it out!"

The spiritual weapon? It is actually a magic weapon at the level of a spiritual weapon? Qin Chuan was overjoyed. Originally, his hope was that the Zhiyang Xuan Iron could be refined into a top-level magic weapon, but now it has reached the level of a spiritual weapon!

After returning to the Dragon Cave, Qin Chuan obtained a Mingyang Xuan Armor at the same level as the lower-grade spiritual weapon, but the Mingyang Xuan Armor was completely a defensive magic weapon, and could only protect the body and had no attack ability.

Feng Xuanfan and Ming Han Bingpo happened to be consistent with the spiritual root attributes of Liu Guanyu and Su Qianxue. As the leader of Qin Chuan, he was not sure about his spiritual root attributes, so of course he would not compete with his subordinates. Therefore, he always lacked an offensive magic weapon.

Now, with this domineering and spiritual weapon-level Supreme Yang Flying Sword, everything is perfect!

Qin Chuan looked down at the sword in Qiu Chengfeng's hand, and saw that the sword's pattern was mysterious, full of spiritual energy, and the aura and charm emitted was indeed above the two top magic weapons. Although he was extremely happy in his heart, he wished he could take it to his hands and play with it immediately. However, Qin Chuan did not do so.

He bent down, helped Qiu Chengfeng up, and said with a solemn expression: "Brother Qiu, congratulations! Zhiyang Feijian Yicheng, you can finally prove yourself and be proud! This is great good news, and it is also good news that Senior Ou Ye has been looking forward to for the rest of his life! Let's go to Senior Ou Ye's grave and tell him the good news, how about it?"

"Master..." Qiu Chengfeng's excited eyes gradually began to mix with deep sadness. Qin Chuan could not have imagined that a man with such a rough appearance would be so affectionate in his heart.

Qin Chuan and Qiu Chengfeng walked together and came to the tomb of Ou Yeyang outside the wild.

Qiu Chengfeng held the Zhiyang Feijian in both hands, and thumped, knelt down in front of the tombstone, and crawled heavily on the ground, tears gushed out: "Master, my disciple is unfilial, so I have made this Zhiyang Feijian late for more than ten years!"

"Brother Qiu, I know that in the eyes of Senior Ou Ye, what is important is not the black iron or the flying sword, but you! As long as you can get rid of the inner demons, revitalize the former glory, and carry forward the art of refining Senior Ou Ye, if you know him in the spring, you will definitely smile!" Qin Chuan stood behind Qiu Chengfeng and said affectionately.

Qiu Chengfeng straightened up and turned to look at Qin Chuan. His eyes were both admiration and touched. In terms of age, Qin Chuan was much smaller than Qiu Chengfeng. However, Qiu Chengfeng felt that this young man, regardless of his knowledge, demeanor, and character, was far above him. At the age of forties or fifty, he actually admired Qin Chuan, a young man in his twenties from the bottom of his heart!
Chapter completed!