Why recast?
The magic weapon that is about to be formed will be re-forged.
It is not easy to forge a magic weapon.
If you reforge a magic weapon, it is very likely that the resulting magic weapon will be worse than the previous one.
No one can control the outcome.
Even if it’s Mu Yu, it can’t be done!
But what if this person is Grand-Uncle Qin Lang?
Mu Yu's eyes sparkled with brilliance.
This is a good opportunity for him to learn the art of refining weapons!
He hurried over.
Qin Lang just threw the small piece of meteorite iron he had just obtained from the God of Jianxu into the burning furnace.
Under the burning flames controlled by San Lang, the meteorite from outer space quickly melted into a golden-red liquid, merging with the small Sisi that Qin Lang had thrown in earlier.
As Qin Lang shaped the sperm, the temperature dropped and the sperm began to solidify and become an embryo.
“Ding ding dong dong…”
Qin Lang held the hammer and hit the embryo again.
During this time, he looked at the Sword Void God and said:
"Wait a moment, I'll strengthen it, it will be done soon!"
The Sword Void God nodded blankly.
He always felt that Qin Lang's weapon refining was like child's play.
During the refining process, you can still chat and laugh.
How can it be so easy?
How can this be called refining? Is this just playing?
As Qin Lang continued to knock.
The originally rough sword blank gradually took shape.
The aura of the sword embryo made even the Sword Void God Lord tremble.
"Could it be... that he is going to refine another immortal weapon?"
He simply couldn't imagine that in one day, in less than an hour, two magical weapons would be born from Qin Lang's hands.
In his opinion, this was impossible.
Besides, the meteorite he just gave was only a very small piece, less than one tenth of the previous one.
Just when the Sword Void God was skeptical.
Qin Lang has completed the quenching.
"alright!"
As the blade's edge was opened.
“Boom boom boom!”
In the sky, the catastrophe reappeared.
Qin Lang held the sword and looked up at the leaden clouds in the sky with lightning and thunder.
"Are you guys annoying? Why don't you just go away?"
With an unhappy look on his face, he looked at the Dao Jie in the sky and roared.
It’s not that he’s arrogant, it’s mainly because of these natural tribulations that make him seem itchy.
These heavenly tribulations won't listen even if you speak in a nice voice.
But as long as he yells loudly, they will definitely obey!
“Boom boom boom…”
The Dao disaster in the sky is very wronged.
It doesn't want to come either!
But there’s nothing I can do!
When a magical weapon is born, it will appear involuntarily.
Now being scolded by Qin Lang, it dared not do anything except roar in grievance.
He was afraid that Qin Lang would raise the sword in his hand and open the Sky Gate with one strike.
"These Heavenly Tribulations are such mean bones! They don't listen to nice words, but have to scold!"
Qin Lang looked at the God of Jianxu with a smile and complained.
Unfortunately, these heavenly tribulations obeyed him.
But it's not his power after all.
Moreover, before the Thunder Purgatory cooled down, he couldn't let the heavenly calamity strike anyone.
At least, that's what he thought.
"Forehead……"
The corner of Jianxu God's mouth twitched.
He had never seen such a shameless person.
Being able to control heavenly calamity is unique in the world.
If he had the ability to control the heavenly tribulations, he would certainly worship them like gods.
But I dare not be like Qin Lang, who acts like a slave and orders others around.
"Uncle Junior Master, how difficult was it for you to refine this sword?"
He looked at Qin Lang somewhat angrily and asked.
It’s not that he thinks Qin Lang’s work is not hard, but Qin Lang really doesn’t seem to be hard-working, and it looks very simple.
"Difficulty?"
Qin Lang glanced sideways at the God of Sword Void with surprise in his eyes.
"Why do you think it's difficult? With such good materials, I feel a little unsatisfied to refine a sword of this level."
In his opinion, meteorite iron is a very rare material.
Moreover, it was given by such a powerful and able cultivator as Jianxu Divine Lord.
However, he felt that a sword of this level was a waste of materials.
The Sword Void God covered his chest.
He felt something was wrong with his heart.
It seemed like it couldn't bear the pressure and was about to burst.
It’s not that his health is bad, he is a powerful cultivator who has reached the eighth level of the peak of the Immortal Induction Realm.
The internal organs are incredibly strong and cannot be destroyed without immortal weapons.
It’s just because Qin Lang’s words were too stimulating.
In less than an hour, two immortal weapons were refined!
Are you still not satisfied with this?
Is it necessary to be so scary?
Do you want to pretend like this?
If it were anyone else, Lord Jianxu would have killed him with just one sword.
But in front of him was Qin Lang.
Powerful Qin Lang, invincible Qin Lang.
Qin Lang made him unable to even think of resisting.
"alright."
Qin Lang put Xiao Sisi into the storage space, looked at Jianxu Divine Venerable and said:
"Thank you for your meteorite iron. I was able to strengthen Xiao Sisi. If there is any news about the immortal, please let me know as soon as possible!"
He was grateful to Lord Jianxu from the bottom of his heart.
A cultivator as powerful as Jianxu Shenzun is not only willing to serve as a messenger between him and Changmingxian.
He was even given a piece of meteorite from outer space.
Allow him to successfully strengthen Xiao Sisi into a magical weapon!
If it weren't for this piece of meteorite, his little Sisi would probably always be just a weapon and could never become a magic weapon!
"Little Sisi?"
The Sword Void God was stunned.
I was a little confused about what Qin Lang meant.
"Xiao Sisi is the sword in my hand just now."
Qin Lang smiled and said:
"I named it the Demon Sword Apophis, but the name was too long, so I gave it a nickname, Xiao Sisi."
Lord Jianxu was confused about Xiao Sisi's name, so how could he not answer it?
Demon Sword Apophis, what a cool name!
Back then, it was a magical weapon that was eagerly sought after by the entire Arad continent!
The expression on Jianxu God's face was a little strange.
He felt that Qin Lang's naming skills were somewhat astonishing.
Such a good magic weapon is actually given a name like Xiao Sisi.
And the name is the Demon Sword...
The whole thing is just like the devil's way.
But he didn't dare to refute Qin Lang.
Sanlang on the side looked at Jianxu God, then looked at Qin Lang, his eyes rolled around, and a cunning look appeared on his face.
"God, your sword doesn't have a name yet, right? Why don't you let your uncle-master help you give your sword a name?"
When he said this, Sanlang's eyes narrowed with laughter.
He wanted to disgust the Sword God.
The face of the Sword Void God turned cold.
Name it?
What to take?
Give him a little black sword?
He doesn't want it!
"I think it's still..."
The Sword Void God hadn't even uttered the word "forget it".
Qin Lang nodded excitedly.
"Okay, okay, how about I choose this name?"
He looked towards the Sword Void God with longing eyes.
The sword of the God of Sword Void was the first "magic weapon" he had refined.
He still wanted to give it a name as a souvenir.
"Forehead……"
The eyelids of Jianxu God twitched.
As a powerful person at the eighth level of the peak of the Immortal Induction Realm, his premonition was not bad.
The name Qin Lang will give him next will definitely not be any better.
But when he saw Qin Lang's longing eyes, he didn't know how to say no.
A powerful being with great cultivation looks at you with longing eyes and asks you if you dare to move?
No matter whether others dare or not.
Anyway, he, Sword Void God, wouldn't dare...
"Please give me a name, Junior Master!"
Lord Jianxu was so sad that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He said respectfully.
He only hoped that the sword Qin Lang gave him could be given a name, which would at least be able to live up to the pride of being a magical weapon.