Seeing Fang Heng's confused look, Lu Ding said dejectedly:
"Isn't your sword of nine-turn texture? I thought that as long as the spiritual material used to engrave the formation is not less than nine-turn, its spirituality will not be affected. Who knows that after it is refined, it will be completely different from what I thought"
I see Fang Heng's heart moved and he asked, "Where's the knife?"
Ludin spread his backhand, and saw a small willow-leaf-shaped handleless flying knife appearing in his hand. It was more transparent and spiritual than at first. However, this spirituality lacked a bit of the beauty of rhythm. Instead, it seemed rapid and chaotic, as if suffering from a respiratory disease.
"show me……"
??????????????????????????????????????????????? off out and held it in the palm of his hand, Fang Heng closed his eyes slightly, and as he thought, the true essence of ice and fire came out, and then concentrated.
Feeling the vitality surging in Fang Heng's palm, Lu Ding was surprised, but kept silent, waiting for Fang Heng to give his conclusion.
He boasted about Haikou but was unable to promise. He is blushing even standing here, what else can he say? But after all, he still has some professional ethics, and he didn't wait until Tuukong completely ruined the situation after a month before telling Fang Heng
After a while, Fang Heng opened his eyes, handed Dunkong to Ludin and said, "Senior, what do you think of it now?"
?Looking at the empty space in the palm of your hand again, it is still as transparent as an illusion and full of spirituality. However, if you look closely, there is no trace of confusion in the spirituality between movement and stillness. The air-defying formation that was first integrated into the blade seems to be innate, without any awkwardness.
In the blink of an eye, the flying knife that was almost destined to be useless showed such a reversal. Ludin could not believe it. He was stunned for a while, and suddenly said:
"You, you know how to refine weapons?"
Suddenly he felt something was wrong, and without waiting for Fang Heng's response, he said again: "No, this is the purification of spiritual materials Can the techniques you practice can refine materials?"
Thinking of something again, Ludin hissed and looked at Fang Heng: "Don't tell me that the reason why the quality of this knife is far beyond the peak of the ninth rank is because of you?"
Fang Heng smiled and said: "Every time the level of this sword improves, seniors can come to me. I believe it will not harm the spirituality"
Ludin was silent for a long time, then suddenly let out a long sigh, looked at Fang Heng with eyes full of fire and said: "Boy, will you refine weapons with me?!"
Fang Heng scratched his head a little. He knew that once this concentrated power was released, countless people would be jealous.
There is no way, whether it is elixir refining or weapon refining, material purification is always the first step, and it also determines what level the Wang Dan royal weapon can reach. Since he has such ability, it is logical for Ludin to say those words like a girl in love for the first time
Fang Heng could only shake his head: "I'm sorry, senior, although I am somewhat interested in weapon refining, but I really don't have time to learn more about this skill at the moment. Senior, you should know that there are still many people outside who are eyeing me, so I still want to improve my cultivation for now. First. If everything can stabilize within ten or eight years, even if the seniors don’t tell me, I may come to ask for advice"
"Actually, it's alchemy. Even if he has the inheritance of Yin Yang Alchemy King, Fang Heng doesn't have time to spend on it now, let alone refining weapons.
Fang Heng refused so firmly, but left a way out, so Lu Ding had no choice but to calm down and nodded:
"Well, after this incident, I will wait for youdon't let me wait in vain."
Fang Heng said with a smile: "Senior, you are the number one weapon refiner in the mainland. I will definitely not miss the opportunity to ask you for advice, which is a good thing that many people can only ask for"
Ludin laughed at himself: "No. 1 in the mainland? It is understandable for others to say this, but you are hypocritical to say this. Learn from me for ten years, and as long as you can enter the king's way, it is only a matter of time before you surpass me. Hey, that's it. Your current refining methods are far inferior to mine, so what else can you say?"
Since then, almost every three days, Ludin has come to see Fang Heng to purify and concentrate the newly upgraded Dunkong to its best state.
Every time he concentrates, it is not simply purified. Fang Heng feels that his connection with Dunkong is getting deeper and deeper, and it becomes harder to cut off. Afterwards, Ludin took him to continue to improve. Fang Heng could vaguely feel Dunkong's pain during the calcining and suffering in his mind, and he could also feel the joy when his level was improved.
Half a month later, on the fifth trip, Ludin reluctantly handed over the flying flying knife to Fang Heng, which was so disillusioned that he couldn’t see clearly even if he didn’t pay attention, and sighed:
"Boy, my mission has been completed. I thought that with your help in purifying it, I might try the seventh rank. But you have purified it again and again. The body of this sword has far exceeded the peak of ninth rank. Coupled with the dense array, I can no longer make any changes to it. Well, no one else on this continent can touch something that I can't touch. So, boy, you don't have to make weapons with me even if you don't want to. This sword has been improved"
"Uh, you said I have to do this by myself in the future?"
"Otherwise, what do you think you should do? What kind of skills are you practicing? Jane??There is no bottom line, already in this situation, the quality can actually be improved. You are only a ninth-level mortal. I would like to know how far you can refine yourself after entering the royal realm"
Fang Heng smiled naively, unable to explain to Lu Ding that this so-called purification actually had little to do with the practice.
Taking the flying knife, the true energy was tempered and continued to be concentrated.
After countless times of concentration, Dunkong, which was only a palm long and two fingers wide, became more and more exquisite, and his figure became more illusory. No matter how fast or slow he soared in the air, there was almost no trace, let alone a shadow.
Sixth rotation has reached a limit for this sword. At least whether Fang Heng learns to refine weapons or not, there is no big change in ten years. However, the six-path escape formation was superimposed, and the spatial attributes had reached the point where they could be integrated into the void. Coupled with the control of his divine consciousness, it was enough for Fang Heng to roam this continent.
Of course, the key issue lies in the stability of control.
After Ludin left, Fang Heng immediately tried the knife. But after some tossing, Fang Heng couldn't help but frown.
"If at the first turn, he was 30% sure of hitting the sword with one hit, then now he was only 20% sure of it. This is because every time the sword is upgraded, he strengthens the connection with his mind, otherwise he may not be able to achieve it. Not only that, with the strength of his divine consciousness, he can deliver up to three strikes in a short period of time. After that, it will need to be reinstalled, and the stability will be even worse.
With the strength of his spiritual consciousness at the peak of the third revolution, it is difficult to control the flying knives of the sixth revolution as he pleases. It is good to be able to deliver three strikes.
However, Fang Heng believed that it would not take long for these two to be overcome, otherwise the refining would be a waste of time, and the killer weapon would be turned into a tasteless piece of food that would be a pity to discard.
After dividing a consciousness, it is estimated that after ten days and a half months, the stability can be increased to about 30 % ten days and a half months. He also has two soul-strengthening pills. The effect of the one he took before has been almost absorbed. If he takes another one, I believe it will not be difficult to advance his consciousness to the early stage of the fourth level.
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With his thoughts moving, Fang Heng sat cross-legged and took a soul-strengthening pill. At the same time, a mind is entrenched in the sky day and night, feeling the spirituality of every breath and breath, and understanding every bit of the spatial rules of the sky formation.
No matter what, the trump card must not be used up, even if it wastes one or two soul-strengthening pills and delays the speed of realm improvement
Half a month later, Fang Heng suddenly opened his eyes, and his mind moved. He didn't see any movement, but suddenly a gap opened in the three-foot stone door, which was closed tightly. The stones were scattered.
Looking at the messy ground, Fang Heng couldn't help but frown while being happy - this bad habit can't be changed anywhere, and he has become a stone gate destroyer.
"Brother Fang, what's wrong?" Ludin's voice sounded outside the door at the right time.