After Ye Yang left, he went straight to the Casting Valley. After arriving at the Casting Valley, Ye Yang found that the place was already in full swing.
Unexpectedly, during this period, Cai Feng's apprentices had all been promoted to the Immortal King Realm, and several of them were busy around a huge furnace.
"Master, is the heat of my long sword okay?"
"Master, my rough work has been finished. Can you see if I can proceed to the next step?"
Cai Feng looked at the works of the disciples with a straight face, nodded slightly and said: "Not bad. After you have reached a higher level, your casting skills have improved to a certain extent, but it is still not good.
As the saying goes, to forge a weapon, you must devote your whole heart, body and soul to it. Only in this way will the forged weapon have spirituality, otherwise it will be a dead thing.
Even if you inject the holy soul into it and make it a holy weapon, it will still be a garbage holy weapon. I will never allow such garbage to come out of our hands."
Speaking later, Cai Feng's old face was full of sternness, and he continued to say to everyone: "Now we have a lot of materials on hand. As soon as the holy soul arrives, we can cast the holy weapon at any time. If you
If you want to build a real holy weapon in your lifetime, don’t waste any time."
"Yes, Master"
Dozens of disciples shouted respectfully and began to continue busy with their own work. Seeing that the disciples were still serious, Cai Feng nodded with satisfaction.
"Mr. Cai, I didn't disturb you, did I?" Ye Yang smiled at this time.
"Are you back? Have you got the Holy Soul?" Seeing Ye Yang's arrival, Cai Feng was overjoyed. He changed his seriousness and asked hurriedly.
"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life," Ye Yang said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, let's go to my casting room." Cai Feng laughed and pulled Ye Yang to his own independent casting room.
The casting room is not big, only a thousand feet in diameter. There is a long knife placed on a dark casting platform in the middle.
"choke"
Cai Feng grabbed the long knife, and with a soft cry, the long knife was unsheathed. The terrifying pressure made Ye Yang's heart tremble, and he couldn't help blurting out:
“Good knife”
"Hehe, I injected my ancestral holy soul into this long sword and made it a holy weapon." Cai Feng gently stroked the long sword and said somewhat proudly.
Any art master will express this kind of pride when introducing his works to others. It is a kind of conceit that comes from the bottom of his heart.
"How about trying it?" Cai Feng handed the long knife to Ye Yang.
"good"
Ye Yang took the long knife, looked around, shook his head slightly, opened his big hand, and brought Cai Feng into his own little world.
Slowly raising the long knife with one hand, the immortal energy poured into the long knife. The long knife suddenly let out a roar, and a terrifying sword intention shot into the sky.
"good!"
Although Cai Feng is not strong in martial arts, as a caster, he is very sensitive to the vibration frequency of weapons.
He could tell in an instant that the moment Ye Yang picked up the long sword, he entered the realm of unity between sword and man.
With the crazy influx of Ye Yang's immortal power, the long sword became brighter and brighter, and the roar became louder and louder, making even the heavens tremble.
"Great, only such a person is qualified to use such a long knife." Cai Feng's face was filled with excitement.
"boom"
Suddenly there was an explosion in the sky, terrifying air waves scattered, and the long knife in Ye Yang's hand suddenly exploded.
Cai Feng's face, which was originally full of excitement, suddenly froze, his mouth opened wide, and after a long while he uttered two words in disbelief:
"exploded?"
Ye Yang also stared blankly at the long handle in his hand, with only half of it left, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment: "Mr. Cai, look at this..."
Mr. Cai sighed and said with a mournful face: "I'm afraid there are two reasons for the explosion of the holy weapon this time. One is that the heat was not enough when casting the weapon, and the other is that the holy soul has been left for too long and has begun to degrade.
Oh, my holy weapon!"
Cai Feng felt extremely distressed. The sacred weapon he had worked so hard to create had not yet had the chance to shine for centuries, but after just one sound, anyone else would have hit the wall.
"My holy soul, it has been passed down from generation to generation. I am ashamed of all my ancestors." Cai Feng almost collapsed. It was the first time that Ye Yang saw the always extremely serious master of casting. He looked like his wife was dead.
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"Mr. Cai, don't feel bad. I brought back a lot of holy souls this time. As long as you work hard, you can create as many holy weapons as you want," Ye Yang hurriedly comforted.
"You have a holy soul? And there are many of them?" Cai Feng suddenly remembered that Ye Yang said that he went to look for the holy soul: "How many are there? Are there any of these?"
There is a finger deep inside Cai Feng, the joints are slightly bent, it is the number "ten".
Ye Yang smiled slightly and said: "The number you mentioned is a bit small. If you add 'ten thousand' after it, it will be almost the same."
"Ten" "ten thousand"?? Cai Feng felt like the world was spinning. He grabbed Ye Yang and said, "Where is it? Show me quickly?"
At this time, Cai Feng looked crazy and his eyes were like blood. If his eyes weren't normal, Ye Yang would have thought he was crazy.
"follow me"
After Ye Yang finished speaking, he took Cai Feng to another planet. When he looked at the huge pool in front of him, Cai Feng's eyes almost bulged out.
It was a huge pool with a radius of thousands of miles. In the pool, countless transparent holy souls were surging in the water like swimming fish.
The coercion exuded by some powerful holy souls made Cai Feng's soul sting. Cai Feng suddenly stretched out his big hand and bit his palm hard, causing blood to drip from his hand.
"Mr. Cai, what are you doing?" Ye Yang was shocked. If Cai Feng was really crazy, he would have nowhere to cry.
"It's okay, I'm just trying to see if I'm dreaming," Cai Feng replied, his eyes still staring at the pool in front of him, his eyes full of enthusiasm.
"No, I have to go back. If I keep reading, my heart won't be able to bear it anymore. I have to adjust myself." Cai Feng took a deep breath and with great concentration, he took his eyes back from the pool.
The holy souls in the pool were not the "one hundred thousand" that Ye Yang said. He conservatively estimated that there were more than tens of millions of holy souls in it.
Most of them are much more powerful than the holy soul in his hand. A caster may not have the opportunity to see a holy soul in his life. Cai Feng admired himself when he saw so many holy souls at once and did not faint.
of determination.
After Ye Yang took Cai Feng out of the small world, Cai Feng panted frantically for a long time before he calmed down a little.
"Mr. Cai, if I want to cast one million holy weapons, how long will it take?" Ye Yang waited for a while before asking.
"One million?" Cai Feng opened his mouth wide, but he felt relieved when he thought of the holy soul in Ye Yang's hand.
"Old man, with my current maximum ability, it will take me three months to successfully forge a sacred weapon. My brain is not working very well now. You can do the math yourself." After such a huge impact, Cai Feng really didn't have the strength to go.
Calculated.
When Ye Yang heard this number, he didn't bother to calculate it, because it was too late to calculate it. He asked: "Mr. Cai, what is the biggest obstacle in casting the sacred artifact now, and which process is the most time-consuming?"
"The biggest obstacle is the lack of firepower. Now we have used the best fire stones, but the firepower is still somewhat insufficient.
When it comes to casting holy weapons, the most time-consuming thing is to cast the spirit, which means injecting the holy soul into the weapon. This requires a lot of soul power and the progress is slow." Cai Feng pondered for a moment and said.
"Fire?" Ye Yang's eyes lit up: "Mr. Cai, what do you think of my solar fire?"
"What is the fire of the sun?" Mr. Cai asked with some confusion.
Ye Yang slapped his forehead. He had forgotten that he once brought Mr. Cai into the small world and placed him at the edge of the universe. He did not know about the fire of the sun.
This time when he entered, he was too focused on testing the knife and looking at the holy soul, and didn't even notice the sun in Ye Yang's universe.
"call"
Ye Yang once again brought Cai Feng into the small world. This time Ye Yang chose a place very close to the sun.
"This is it"
Cai Feng was shocked when he saw the sun's fire flashing with colorful light. He had never seen such flames before.
"Try the intensity of the flame." Cai Feng looked at it, a little surprised, and finally took out a dark iron block.
After speaking, he threw it into the air. Ye Yang understood, stretched out his big hand, and a stream of colorful flames flew out to meet the piece of black iron.
hiss!
It was as if the ice cube had encountered a red-hot iron, and then made a soft sound. After the fire, the black iron had disappeared without a trace.
"What?"
Cai Feng's mouth was almost as big as his face. The piece of inconspicuous black iron was called Mowen Seven Star Iron, although it was not a precious material.
However, refining is very difficult, and it is more difficult to melt than the materials used to make sacred weapons. This thing is usually used to measure the intensity of flames.
The flames he used to forge the sacred artifact before took nearly half an hour to melt the seven-star iron with black ink patterns.
But Ye Yang's colorful flames actually burned away the seven-star iron with ink pattern in an instant, leaving even a trace of ash.
"Can this fire make weapons?" Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw Cai Feng's expression.
"Try again." Cai Feng took out another piece of nine-grain star steel and threw it out.
Ye Yang flew out another flame, but what made Ye Yang relieved was that the nine-grain star steel melted immediately and did not disappear.
But just as Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief, the molten liquid of nine-grained star steel suddenly exploded and disappeared without a trace.
"The fire is too strong, too violent, and cannot be controlled at all. Such fire cannot be used to refine weapons." Cai Feng looked at the colorful flames with a complicated expression and couldn't help but sigh.
The voice was full of regret. If seven-colored flames could cast weapons, the speed of casting would be as fast as flying.
Ye Yang couldn't help but feel disappointed. Looking at his own sun fire, he didn't expect that after being promoted to the realm king, the sun fire would be so terrifying.
If the realm of thunder and fire is opened in the future, it will be extremely terrifying. Even the materials of the sacred artifacts can melt. How many people can resist it?
But let’s not talk about the power. If the problem of the fire source cannot be solved, my plan may be ruined. This is a very important step for me.
Looking at the direction of the sun, Ye Yang's eyes moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes wide, thinking that he had seen it wrong. When he took a closer look, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. (To be continued)