Yang Xuan's mind spun rapidly. He analyzed the words in the Basic Guide to Refining one by one, dismantled them, and then put them back together.
His brain was spinning rapidly. The growth of his soul had made his mind more agile and faster. It was more appropriate to describe it as a hundred thoughts in a single thought.
After reading the Basics of Craftsmanship that Yan Feixu had given him, he had a rough understanding of the principles of craftsmanship in this world. Even though the methods in the Basics of Craftsmanship were not suitable for crafting magic treasures for self-cultivators, there were many things that he could learn from it.
As his mind raced, a set of craftsmanship methods slowly formed in his mind.
Doing whatever he thought of had always been his style.
He took out a long sword from his ring and hurriedly began his first attempt at crafting.
Of course, this was just a trial. It would be great if he succeeded, but it did not matter if he failed. After all, he was rich now and did not need to worry about the materials.
The Crimson Lotus Flame rose and the long sword floated in the air. In the blink of an eye, this ordinary long sword had been burned red.
In this aspect, he was much more convenient than most craftsmen in this world.
The first step was to extract the impurities and remove the impurities from the materials.
This process was crucial for most craftsmen. They had to be very careful and use an extremely complicated process to remove the impurities from the materials. Even so, they could not completely remove the impurities. If they were not careful, the materials would be destroyed.
But to Yang Xuan, this step could not be any easier due to the unique ability of his Spiritual Sense.
With the experience of crafting elixirs, his spiritual will followed closely and carefully removed all the impurities from the long sword.
After removing the impurities, the next step was to improve the quality of the materials. This would increase the affinity and tolerance of Xiantian power. Of course, for him, it was to increase the affinity and tolerance of Spiritual Qi.
There was no need to worry about the materials. He had obtained a variety of materials from Xie Tianke's Storage Ring. It was the storage of an entire sect. Not to mention, he also had the items that he had stolen from the Bandit Commander.
Of course, these were all low-end materials. Only the materials he stole from the Bandit Commander had some high-grade materials.
Without any hesitation, Yang Xuan fused all kinds of materials into the long sword. Seeing the long sword lose its shape and finally turn into a lump of metal liquid, Yang Xuan took a deep breath.
Next, it was the most crucial moment.
Inscribing the formation.
Of course, the inscription in the Basic Knowledge of Refining was not a magic array, but a kind of pattern unique to this world. However, if he followed the pattern, what he refined would not be a magic weapon of a self-cultivator, but a congenital weapon of this world.
What he wanted to inscribe was a formation, a formation that belonged to cultivators.
As he sent out his Divine Sense, the interior of the liquid metal began to change.
Yang Xuan was very careful. He already had a choice in his heart regarding which array formation to inscribe.
This was an extremely long process, and it was also his first time trying to inscribe an array diagram inside another object.
Time passed, and when he finished the last stroke, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
A deep sense of exhaustion came over him. It was not physical, but mental.
Inscribing an array diagram consumed a lot of mental energy. Fortunately, his soul power had increased greatly, and so had his mental energy. Otherwise, he might not have been able to succeed in one try.
Gently wiping away the sweat on his forehead, Yang Xuan could not help but feel excited. Next, it was the most crucial step, which was to inject energy into the magic weapon as the eye of the formation.
This process was not difficult, but it was extremely important. The power of the magic weapon after it was refined was not only determined by the materials and the array diagram, but also by the amount of energy injected.
With a thought, a steady stream of spiritual energy gushed out and entered the liquid metal.
After an unknown period of time, when he felt that he could no longer inject any more spiritual energy, he stopped. At the same time, he was a little surprised. This infusion had consumed a quarter of the spiritual energy in his body.
After recovering a little, he began the last step, which was to inject his Divine Sense into the magic weapon.
This was the most crucial step. The reason why a magic weapon could become a magic weapon was not because of how good the materials were or how good the array diagram was, but because of this last step.
If Yang Xuan remembered correctly, this step was called Spirit Injection. If the Spirit Injection succeeded, the magic weapon would be refined successfully. If it failed, then everything would have to start all over again.
Without any hesitation, a strand of Divine Sense had already entered the magic weapon. Yang Xuan's face also revealed a nervous expression.
This step was purely based on luck.
However, after a moment, the nervousness on his face disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face. His luck was not bad.
Success!
He had already felt a strange wave coming from the magic weapon in front of him. It was connected to his mind, as if it was an extension of his body, as if it was his arm.
Yang Xuan could not help but feel a little excited. He did not expect that his first time refining a magic weapon, and it was even refining a magic weapon by himself, would actually succeed.
However, when he took the magic weapon in his hand, he was slightly stunned and could not help but want to slap himself.
He had forgotten one step, which was the transformation.
Yang Xuan could not help but smile bitterly. He had completely forgotten to transform the magic weapon, so what fell into his hand was a metal ball. Moreover, it was dark and did not have any beauty.
After being annoyed for a moment, he let it go. He was not the kind of person who pursued perfection. A ball was a ball, as long as it could be used.
After exiting the cave, he came to the foot of a small mountain.
After refining a magic weapon, how could he not test it out?
With a thought, the ball was already quietly floating beside him, swaying slightly from time to time, appearing very agile.
"Go!"
Yang Xuan did not hesitate and lightly shouted.
The ball flew out in response and flew directly towards the small mountain.
In the next moment, the sky changed.
Boom!
As if a huge bomb had been detonated, the power of the flames instantly began to wreak havoc. In the blink of an eye, the small mountain was completely destroyed and razed to the ground. Even the ground was as smooth as a mirror.
However, this was not the end. After the flames destroyed the small mountain, they did not dissipate. Instead, they frantically converged inwards and began to burn at a point.
A large hole of unknown depth was burned through the ground.
Yang Xuan nodded his head in satisfaction. With a thought, the flames dissipated and the ball flew over. The surrounding spiritual energy automatically began to replenish itself.
Yang Xuan's face revealed a smile. The power of this metal ball was already equivalent to his full strength attack using only the power of the fire element. He was very satisfied.
He put the ball back into his storage ring. He was too lazy to name the first magic weapon in his life. Because, this was a completely experimental product, just to verify the ideas in his heart.
When he held the Yin Yang Axe in his hand, he could not help but take a deep breath. Because, the magic weapon that he wanted to refine with the Yin Yang Axe as the foundation, was the magic weapon that he truly wanted to possess.
Through the refinement of this round ball, he had modified and perfected some of the processes in his mind. He believed that when he truly refined this magic treasure, it would definitely shock the world.
Putting away the Yin Yang Axe, he calculated the time and a cold smile appeared on his face. It was time to find Zuo Qing Hou to get something.
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