Broken.

Looking at the fragments falling into the refining furnace, Chen Weiming was stunned for a moment, and his joy was swept away. He was stunned for a long time without moving, and suddenly sat on the ground without strength.

The feeling of falling from heaven to hell was so uncomfortable, like a wonderful hope was right in front of you. When the tentacles caught it, they found... it was actually a bubble.

He didn't understand what he was wrong. All the steps were done according to Wu Zidao, without any mistakes, and even better. He practiced the Eye of Destruction of Delusion and the Art of Consciousness and the Art of Consciousness, and had a more innate advantage than Wu Zidao.

Chen Weiming was frustrated for a moment, and suddenly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breath. At the same time, all the spiritual consciousnesses were working together, constantly thinking about each other.

From refining, to instrument blanks, to branding patterns... every link is analyzed as much as possible. He did follow Wu Zidao's method, but he used many methods he had conceived. He could be sure that most of the methods were not wrong, and he could even make the treasure more than 10%.

It should be a certain link. I didn’t figure it out. A little bit of the problem will lead to a loss in the whole plate and nothing will be gone. This is just a weapon refining. If you are not careful, the result will be completely different.

Refining weapons... If you regard magic weapon, or this long sword, as a life, then your whole process is creating it. From unconsciously becoming a new life, although there are indeed countless possibilities in the whole process, it is also an extremely rigorous process and there cannot be any mistakes.

Maybe this is the same as my own practice. Everything is possible in the future, but if you are not careful, it may be a disaster... Chen Weiming didn't know why, but suddenly a few spiritual consciousnesses started to think about it inexplicably, thinking about his life and his future.

I thought a lot, thought for a long time, aimlessly, and seemed to have thought of a lot of things, but suddenly it was blank again.

I don’t know how long I had been meditating, but Chen Weiming suddenly felt shocked and thought of a possibility.

The broken sword may not be due to other reasons, but because he has imprinted too many Taoist patterns on it. His foundation in refining weapons is very poor, but he knows a lot of knowledge about refining weapons.

Whether it is the books in Langya Library or other places, one thing has been said: some materials can only withstand certain special Taoist patterns. If other Taoist patterns are forcibly branded to those materials, it will most likely damage the magic weapon.

Although my situation is not the case at this moment, there are similarities. The material of the long sword is really bad, it can be said to be the lowest-level material. Such a material may be at most two or three kinds of Taoist patterns, but I forcibly endured it with thirty kinds of Taoist patterns.

Refining weapons is like practicing, with little by little tempering of flames and gradually becoming stronger. And I use a force that is so strong that it exceeds too much, and directly destroys everything.

This is an unbearable weight, just like using a piece of white paper to support dozens of tons of iron ore. Unless there is a special way to change the structure of the white paper and turn it into a magic weapon, it is impossible to do it.

But now I can't change the material itself, so that idea is wrong.

What about refining weapons like this? Chen Weiming felt inexplicably moved. Li Qinglian and Fuxi left a terrifying task for himself, which was not something he could accomplish at all, at least he didn't have to think about it now.

If you care too much about this matter, you may be crushed by the thoughts in your heart before you grow up. Some things, if you think too much and be too persistent, will become a devil, trapped in it, unable to escape, and even more powerful.

After thinking a lot, he felt that his physical condition had recovered almost the same. Chen Weiming didn't want to waste his time, so he stood up again. Taking a deep breath, sweep away the distracting thoughts in his heart, put the ore into the refining furnace, and start again.

The same process has been done, and I am familiar with it all the way to the stage of branding the road pattern. After learning the lesson, Chen Weiming no longer thought about branding more Tao patterns. The number of decisions is two types: the wind Tao pattern and the gravity Tao pattern.

One can increase the speed, and the other can reduce the weight to make the speed faster. However, when the Taoist pattern was imprinted, another thought suddenly flashed through Chen Weiming's mind.

He was actually not sure whether the Wind Taoist Pattern could make this long sword fly. After all, there were so many people who practiced the Wind Taoist Pattern, and very few could fly before the Kongming period. Only Feng Lingzi did it and then learned it secretly.

Maybe he could use another way to engrave the Taoist patterns... Chen Weiming immediately moved and used his mental power to inscribe the Taoist patterns on the blank. It was not simply distributed, but according to the operation of the Wind Wings, the entire operation pattern began to be burned according to the rules.

It was during the operation that I suddenly felt the movement of the Niwan Palace, and the Wanyan Dao Wheel flew out by itself. Before I could control it, this thing rushed directly into the refining furnace.

Chen Weiming took a breath of air in his heart. This was an extremely important treasure of him. If something went wrong, it would be troublesome.

But it was too late to control it. I saw the Wanyan Taoist wheel hovering in the refining furnace, falling gentle mysterious lights, pouring on the engraved Taoist patterns on the long sword. A little by little passed, like getting wet from rain.

When the mysterious light of Wanyan Dao Wheel was retracted and was controlled by Chen Weiming to retract it, a strange thing happened. The wind Taoist pattern on the long sword emitted a burst of light, as if a divine object was flashing, which was extremely mysterious.

What is more interesting is that only the wind Taoist pattern is like this, but the gravity Taoist pattern does not react at all.

What's going on? What does that mean? Chen Weiming's mind was blank and he couldn't figure it out. The refining weapon had reached the last step, and there was no time for him to think more. He immediately introduced more flames, burned wildly, and began the last step of smelting.

Time passed little by little, and Chen Weiming did not dare to be careless at all. He focused on every detail of the smelting, and also watched the changes in the long sword bit by bit.

Five hours passed, and when the golden light in the refining furnace rushed, the white mist was shrouded in it, and it finally ended.

Looking at the manufacturer hanging slowly in the refining furnace, Chen Weiming breathed a sigh of relief, his heart hanged in his throat. After staring for a while, he could not feel any problem, and then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the sword in the refining furnace.

Hold it firmly and tightly, pull it out of the refining furnace, wave it a few times without any damage, and then confirm that the refining tool was successful.

Refining the long sword, the true energy moves, and the mind moves at will. The energy of heaven and earth around the long sword changes, and the two wings condensed by the power of the wind suddenly appear in the sword.
Chapter completed!