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Chapter 189: Difficulties Refining a Spear
The materials were too rare, so Kong Qian had to concentrate. Even so, accidents still happened.

Due to the reluctance to test in advance, the two materials reacted at high temperatures, emitting an unpleasant gray smoke and the material was scrapped.

He frowned slightly, used his energy to cleanse the furnace, and started all over again.

He didn't dare to push it any further. Every time he finished refining a material, he put it into a small metal bottle, and then used a ray of real fire to maintain the temperature. More and more small bottles and flames gradually rose in the sky.

Kong Li carefully controlled the fireworks everywhere. Under its care, it took seventeen hours to successfully melt all the materials.

He showed a hint of joy, and his nervousness relaxed. After a short rest, he lowered the temperature of the furnace slightly and poured the liquid in the vials in order.

Since it is just below the critical temperature of dissimilation, the various liquids successfully fuse.

The preparations are ready, and there are still four most critical steps left, including splicing the broken gun with molten liquid, engraving runes, polishing the gun body with vitality, and identifying the owner with blood.

The refining of the weapon cannot be interrupted, and Kong Li cannot restore his mana and soul through meditation, so he directly enters the splicing stage, which is the top priority.

To ensure that there would be no mistakes, he took two pills, used his magic power to roll up the liquid in the furnace, and pressed it into a flat cylinder in the air.

A real fire was lit on both sides of the cylinder, which introduced heat inward through the aura layer.

The two severed guns flew up from the box and were inserted from the upper and lower sides of the liquid cylinder. The broken ends slowly came together and were finally connected together to become a long gun.

Next came the delicate work. Kong Li abandoned the furnace and purely used his true energy to activate firepower to increase the temperature of the melt. Once the fracture begins to melt, it can be spliced ​​using soul power.

He was extremely patient and controlled the flames calmly, but half a day passed without any progress.

He did not dare to use martial fire rashly, fearing that it would destroy the hard-won molten liquid, so he had to continue to activate slow fire. In this way, it not only tests the fire control ability, but also consumes time and energy.

Two more days passed, and there was still no change in the upper and lower fractures. Kong Li finally lost his patience and the flames became fierce.

Ning Chengfeng had been paying close attention nervously. He didn't want the old guy to get angry at him because of his failure.

But what you are afraid of is what comes. After the temperature rises rapidly, the molten liquid changes from yellow-brown to orange-yellow, and then to bright purple. Then it boils, the flat cylinder deforms, and explodes with a "bang".

Kong Yu hurriedly took out his light shield to protect Ning Chengfeng and himself.

Kong Li's face was ashen, and the three and a half days of continuous refining made the true king feel uncomfortable. What's even more annoying is that not only were two pieces of materials lost, but even the splicing plan failed.

He took a few pills and thought with a sullen face. After a while, he looked at Ning Chengfeng, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Kong Yu didn't dare to look at his father and turned his head quickly to avoid hurting Chi Yu.

"Boy, it seems you are out of luck. Now I will use the last plan. If it still doesn't work, be prepared to bear my wrath."

Kong Li smiled ferociously, planning to melt down the broken gun completely and recast it into a new one.

After finishing the meditation and breath adjustment, he took out the dual-energy furnace again and put in the two cutting guns.

This time, he adopted a three-pronged approach. In addition to using nuclear energy and solar energy, he also used blazing real fire.

Ning Chengfeng's mind suddenly heard the voice of a foodie: "This idiot, if he smelt like this, he won't be able to succeed in ten days and a half, and he will only tire out this old thing."

His heart moved and he quickly asked: "How long do you think it will take to melt?"

"Just wait and see the good show. I'm afraid the furnace has melted before the gun melts. Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard!"

Ning Chengfeng was overjoyed. As long as he could defeat the real king, he could sneak attack the powerful master.

Kong Li worked day and night, five days, ten days, fifteen days passed, and Broken Gun was lying still.

The weapon refiner's mouth was dry, his face was haggard, his figure was swaying, and he was obviously unable to continue.

On the sixteenth day, the furnace showed signs of being burned through. Ning Chengfeng knew that the time had come and hurriedly shouted:
"Senior, this method won't work. The material of the Broken Spear is magical, and its quality is far superior to that of a furnace. It's better to use real fire to directly burn the Broken Spear."

Kong Li had been working hard for nineteen days. He was exhausted both physically and mentally and his brain was not working well. After hearing this suggestion, I suddenly realized: "That's right! Why didn't I think of it?"

He hurriedly moved away the furnace that was about to explode. After taking drugs again, he switched to using force fire and directly impacted the broken gun.

The garden fell into deathly silence. Seven days later, the gun body trembled and glowed red, which was a precursor to disintegration. Kong Li, who was on the verge of despair, was overjoyed, knowing that victory was in sight, and desperately activated his magic power.

Kong Yu was very conscientious and monitored the prisoners closely. After many observations, he discovered a suspicious point.

Whenever he looked at his father, Ning Chengfeng would peek at the belongings on the ground. To be precise, it was a wooden box.

He couldn't help shouting angrily: "What are you looking at?"

The prisoner was "shocked" and subconsciously replied: "No..., I didn't see anything."

"Nonsense, you're obviously looking at the wooden box. Tell me, what's inside?" Kong Yu's face showed sarcasm.

Ning Chengfeng was "seen through" and was obviously "flustered". He said "duplicity": "It's nothing, just two older medicinal materials."

Of course Kong Yu didn't believe it, so he rolled up the box and opened it with his soul power. The result was surprising. What the prisoner said was actually true. There were two fruits, one gold and one silver, with half a piece left each. They were more than a thousand years old.

Kong Yu took the wooden box into his hand and asked, "Be honest, what is this?"

Ning Chengfeng sighed when he saw that it had been "exposed" and had no choice but to say:

"I have been hesitating to tell you, but now that I have been discovered, I might as well tell you. If they are used, the spear may be even more magical."

"Speak quickly." "These are the Golden Buddha's Hand and the Silver Fusion Fruit, both of which are pure metallic elixirs.

It is said that in the final stage of refining a weapon, if you take a small piece each, the blood essence will make the weapon sharper. Of course, this is just a legend, I haven't tried it yet. "

Kong Yu was dubious, grabbed two large pills, and looked back and forth.

The haggard Kong Zhan became more and more happy. With the crazy output of mana, the gun body where the fireworks were at its peak began to melt.

Two hours later, the two severing guns completely turned into dark red liquid metal. He was so excited that he melted another auxiliary material into liquid and poured it into the gun liquid.

Kong Li suppressed his excitement and nervousness, and when the two were perfectly integrated, he first used his true energy to shape a hollow spear, and then poured the molten liquid into the gun mold.

He did not immediately use ice to cool the weapon, but took advantage of the short interval to meditate and adjust his breath. However, he heard Kong Yu say:
"Master, Ning Chengfeng told me to take two precious medicines at the last moment. The blood and essence sprayed out can make the magic gun sharper."

Kong Li's pupils shrank and he asked hurriedly: "Is it poisonous or not?"

"I tried it, it's not poisonous."

"Okay, give it to me."

Kong Li inspected it and said with satisfaction: "Boy, if it turns out to be effective later, I will give you a credit."

Ning Chengfeng noticed that his wording was very particular, it was to record merit, not to release.

Half an hour later, Kong Li's extremely exhausted body and mind eased slightly, and he did not bother to continue recuperating, so he sacrificed a thousand-year-old mysterious ice and wrapped it around the gun mold.

As time passed, the ice melted and more and more water vapor emerged. When only a thin layer of ice remained, Kong Li opened the gun mold.

A dark red divine spear emitted extremely violent and bloodthirsty pressure. Although it had not completely solidified, its sharp aura shocked all three people present.

Kong Li's fingers flew, and he used magic power to carve the previous runes on the gun body. Then he looked at Ning Chengfeng with his eyes like knives.

"Boy, it's your turn, don't be naughty."

Ning Chengfeng rose up in response to the sound, and Kong Yu followed suit.

"Senior, do you want to use brute force to depict it? Can you restore a little mana to me? This will be more precise."

Ning Chengfeng felt anxious when he saw that Da Neng had not been charmed for a long time, so he had no choice but to find something to say and delay time.

Kong Li was stunned and said: "Aren't you a sixth-level Talisman Master? With the third level of initial soul power, you are enough to engrave runes. Don't waste time and do it quickly."

Ning Chengfeng had no choice but to obey his order. He stepped forward and closed his eyes for a few seconds, gathered his soul, and began to inscribe it carefully. One by one, the extraterrestrial runes appeared on the spear.

He kept a careful eye and did not carve the last character. If he wanted this gun to have the power of space, he needed to use his soul to add the missing characters.

Ning Chengfeng was very serious and carved each stroke slowly, as if he was practicing his magic weapon. Kong Li nodded slightly, very satisfied with his attitude.

After a long time, Ning Chengfeng raised his head and said, "Senior, the carving is done."

"Is that enough? I don't see anything magical about it?" Kong Li was suspicious.

"After the gun is completed, I will tell you a formula to activate the runes."

"Okay, I'll believe you for now. How much of the Golden Buddha's Hand and Silver Fusion Fruit should I take?"

"Take a quarter of each."

"How to obey?"

"Swallow it directly."

"Just back off."

The old guy was so exhausted that he was at the end of his strength, but Kong Yu showed no signs of fainting, which made Ning Chengfeng extremely depressed.

After Kong Yan swallowed the fruit, two streams of pure metallic spiritual energy rose from his lower abdomen and merged in his chest.

He was overjoyed that his physique was dominated by fire, supplemented by gold, and the metal was not pure.

If this spiritual energy is mixed with essence and blood and sprayed on the gun, it might actually be able to add sharpness and enhance the killing intent of the magic gun.

In Ning Chengfeng's expectation, Kong Yu finally yawned, but he didn't pay attention, thinking it was because of nervousness.

Seeing that the magic gun was about to be completed, Kong Zheng's already depressed face showed a coquettish flush, like a flash of light.

He once again wrapped the spear with black ice to cool it completely. An hour passed quietly, and under the nervous gaze of the three people, the magic gun took shape.

Kong Zhan laughed maniacally, took the baby into his hands, and caressed it back and forth. The kind of love and affection was a hundred times better than that for his own son.

After a few minutes, he regained his composure, took the elixir again, then held the gun in both hands, sat cross-legged, and polished the gun body with pure vitality for the final tempering.

This process takes sixteen to twenty hours. He loves guns so much that he turns the remaining mana into soft spiritual energy and rubs it repeatedly.

He was already unable to hold on, but the arrow was on the string and he had to shoot. The excitement and "power" brought by the spear made him move forward bravely.

"When this thing is over, take good care of yourself for a month, and you will be back to your original state." He comforted himself.

(End of this chapter)