Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

As the luster of the metal surface gradually shone, the desire in Jiang Feng's heart became more and more intense.

"Okay, next is the injection of spiritual energy." The elder's voice rang out in the hall, breaking Jiang Feng's meditation.

His eyes were instantly attracted and his heart was filled with anticipation.

The elder slowly placed his palm on the surface of the spiritual weapon, closed his eyes, and began to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body.

Jiang Feng held his breath and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that this spiritual weapon could be successfully formed.

As the elder's palm moved slowly, spiritual energy flowed into the spiritual weapon like a trickle, and the entire hall was shrouded in a layer of soft light, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"The process of injecting spiritual energy requires great concentration and patience." The elder's voice sounded in Jiang Feng's ears, with a hint of low wisdom, "Only the perfect combination of spiritual energy and spiritual tools can make it exert its true power."

Jiang Feng listened attentively, secretly memorizing every key point in his mind. His eyes were fixed on the elder's palm and the spiritual weapon, fearing that he would miss this mysterious and wonderful process.

With the continuous infusion of spiritual energy, the light of the spiritual weapon became brighter and brighter, as if cheering for its own awakening.

Finally, the elder opened his eyes and slowly withdrew his hand.

The spiritual weapon was shining brightly on the stone platform, like a shining pearl, exuding endless charm.

The disciples in the hall exclaimed in amazement, their eyes filled with admiration and yearning.

"This is the completion of the spiritual weapon!" The elder smiled slightly and glanced at the disciples present. "I hope you can understand the secret of forging from this, practice hard, and become the pillars of Qingyun Sect in the future."

Jiang Feng was extremely excited and couldn't wait to ask the elder for more casting skills.

At this moment, the elder's eyes fell on him, as if he could see through his thoughts.

"Jiang Feng, how do you feel about the experience of witnessing the casting this time?" The elder's voice was gentle.

"Very good, Elder." Jiang Feng replied, his heart full of gratitude and awe.

He tried hard to suppress his inner excitement and made his voice sound calm.

The elder nodded slightly, seeming to be satisfied with Jiang Feng's answer.

There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

"I see that you have a talent for casting skills. Are you willing to be my apprentice in the Foundry Hall?" The elder suddenly spoke with a hint of expectation in his tone.

Jiang Feng's heart suddenly shook, and he looked at the elder in disbelief, with endless excitement and emotion in his heart.

He never thought that he would have such an opportunity to learn casting skills under the guidance of the elders.

"I do! Elder, I will definitely study hard!" Jiang Feng answered without hesitation, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

The elder smiled slightly, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes: "Very good, from today on, you are my disciple. I hope you can cherish this time and practice hard."

Jiang Feng's heart was filled with gratitude, and he bowed deeply: "Thank you, Elder. I will definitely not let you down!"

In the following days, Jiang Feng studied with the elders in the foundry hall every day, carefully observing every detail and trying hard to figure out the secrets of casting.

He made rapid progress, gradually mastering the basic casting techniques, and his desire for spiritual weapons became stronger and stronger.

The foundry hall became more lively with the addition of Jiang Feng. The disciples gathered around the elders and Jiang Feng, listening to their discussions and exchanges.

Jiang Feng's talent in casting skills gradually emerged, and he was admired and respected by other disciples.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside Qingyun Sect, as if something urgent was happening.

The elder's eyes were solemn, and he turned to Jiang Feng: "You stay here and continue practicing. I'll go check out the situation."

"Yes, Elder!" Jiang Feng nodded quickly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

After the elder left, Jiang Feng felt even more depressed.

There may be unknown crises hidden outside the Qingyun Sect, and as a disciple of the elder, he must always be vigilant and prepared.

He took a deep breath, returned to the foundry, and began a new exercise.

Jiang Feng was concentrating on the foundry furnace, the tools in his hands gleaming in the firelight.

He carefully put pieces of spiritual iron into the furnace. As the flames rose, the temperature in the furnace gradually increased and a metallic smell filled the air.

He poured all his strength into every blow and every polish, silently reciting every key point taught by the elder in his mind, as if he was having a conversation with the spiritual weapon.

However, after a while, the door of the foundry hall was pushed open, and hurried footsteps were heard outside.

Jiang Feng looked up and saw a disciple rushing in with an anxious look on his face. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and it was obvious that he had jogged all the way here.

"Jiang Feng, hurry to the mine! Qingyun Sect has just discovered a batch of spiritual ores, and the elder asked me to notify you to go and select them!" The disciple panted, his expression revealing a hint of excitement and urgency.

"Spirit ore?" Jiang Feng's heart was shocked. Spirit ore is the key material for casting spiritual weapons. The higher the quality, the more powerful the cast spiritual weapon will be.

He immediately put down the tools in his hands and agreed to go over without hesitation.

"Let's go!" Jiang Feng said to his disciples, and then followed him towards the mine.

The two of them jogged all the way, crossed the square of Qingyun Sect, passed through a bamboo forest, and finally arrived at the entrance of the mine.

The entrance to the mine is surrounded by rocks, exuding a chilly atmosphere.

Jiang Feng walked into the mine and was amazed by the scene before him.

The stone walls in the cave flickered with a faint light, and some minerals were scattered around, dotted in the darkness like stars.

The colors of the ores vary, some are deep blue, some are bright red, and there are even some rare ores that emit golden light.

"These are spiritual ores that have just been mined. Come and pick some!" The disciple pointed excitedly at a pile of ores, his eyes full of anticipation.

Jiang Feng's blood boiled and he walked forward to observe carefully.

He gently stroked a piece of blue ore with his hand and felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy, which seemed to respond to his touch.

Then he turned to a piece of red ore nearby and found that there were tiny spots of light flashing on its surface, as if it contained infinite power.

"This piece of red ore is good!" Jiang Feng thought to himself, then picked it up and prepared to put it into the storage bag.

Just then, his eyes were attracted by a mineral emitting golden light in a corner.

It was an irregularly shaped ore with fine lines on its surface. The golden light was particularly dazzling in the darkness. Jiang Feng's heart was shocked, as if he heard the whisper of the ore, as if calling him.

"This piece of ore... seems very special." He whispered to himself, and a strong intuition surged in his heart, feeling that this piece of ore was definitely not simple.

"Jiang Feng, what are you looking at?" the disciple asked curiously, following Jiang Feng's gaze.

"I want to try this golden ore." Jiang Feng answered firmly, having already made up his mind.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." The disciple nodded. Although he didn't quite understand the value of this ore, Jiang Feng's intuition has always been good.

Jiang Feng carefully picked up the golden ore and put it into his storage bag. He then selected a few high-quality spiritual ores and prepared to leave the mine with satisfaction.

"Let's go, go back quickly!" the disciple urged, his face full of anticipation.

The two returned along the path of the mine again, and Jiang Feng's heart was filled with excitement.

He knew that after returning to the foundry hall, he would have more materials to forge spiritual weapons, and the golden ore made him full of expectations.

Back in the foundry hall, Jiang Feng immediately placed the selected ore on the workbench and carefully examined the characteristics of each piece of ore. He was excited, as if he saw the bright prospect of forging a peerless spiritual weapon.

"Elder, what do you think of these ores?" Jiang Feng asked the elder, with anticipation gleaming in his eyes.

The elder came over and carefully observed the ore selected by Jiang Feng, with a gratified smile on his face.

"Very good. The quality of these ores is good, especially this golden ore, which contains powerful spiritual energy. If it can be successfully forged, it will definitely become a peerless spiritual weapon."

"I will try my best, Elder!" Jiang Feng answered firmly, with a strong fighting spirit burning in his heart.

In the following days, Jiang Feng began to cast these ores under the guidance of the elders.

He carefully felt the spiritual fluctuations of each piece of ore and tried to merge his own spiritual energy with it.

In the flames of the forge, each blow of his hammer was filled with power and determination.

As time went by, Jiang Feng's casting skills became more and more sophisticated, and the outline of the spiritual weapon gradually emerged.

The elder stood aside, his eyes focused, as if observing Jiang Feng's every move and giving him guidance at the same time.

"First of all, you have to make full use of the characteristics of the spiritual ore." The elder's voice sounded in Jiang Feng's ears, as if it was an encouragement and reminder to him.

Jiang Feng nodded, thinking secretly in his heart.

Spirit ores have different properties. Blue ore is suitable for improving the sensitivity of spiritual weapons, red ore can enhance attack power, and Jiang Feng vaguely feels that the golden ore contains a mysterious power that seems to be able to give spiritual weapons more possibilities.

He first put the blue ore into the foundry furnace, the flame was ignited instantly, and the temperature in the furnace rose rapidly.

Jiang Feng carefully observed the changes in the flame. As the temperature rose, the blue ore began to glow slightly, emitting a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

"In order to allow the spiritual energy to fully integrate into the ore, the temperature of the flame must be controlled well." The elder instructed at the side. Jiang Feng silently repeated this sentence in his heart, adjusting the intensity of the flame in the furnace to ensure its temperature was stable.

As the flames continued to heat up, the blue ore gradually turned into liquid, and spiritual energy swirled in the furnace.

He closed his eyes, felt the flow of spiritual energy, silently recited the casting formula in his mind, and tried hard to inject his own spiritual energy into it.

"Hammer!" The elder's voice sounded again. Jiang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the hammer in his hand, and decisively smashed it at the liquid ore in the furnace.

As the hammer fell, a crisp sound was heard in the air, and spiritual energy surged in the air.

Jiang Feng put all his effort into every hammering, silently reciting the casting method in his mind and feeling the fluctuations and changes of the spiritual energy.

The collision between the hammer and the liquid ore sent out sparks, and beads of sweat oozed out of Jiang Feng's forehead, but he didn't care. He only had the goal of casting in his mind.

"Go on, keep the pace, the spiritual energy must be integrated with the ore!" The elder's voice was like a force, pushing Jiang Feng to move forward.

He was startled and realized that he was at the critical moment of casting and had to concentrate all his attention.

After a period of hammering and polishing, the blue ore finally condensed into shape, emitting a soft light.

Jiang Feng was delighted, and immediately took it out of the furnace, placed it on the workbench beside him, and began to prepare for the next step.

He then placed the red ore into the furnace, and the flames began to burn brightly again.

The red ore melted quickly under the high temperature. Jiang Feng thought to himself: "The red ore can enhance the attack power of the spiritual weapon. I must seize this opportunity."

This time, Jiang Feng's hammering was even more powerful, and each time it fell like thunder. The spiritual energy and the ore continued to blend, as if performing a fierce dance.

As time went by, the red ore gradually took shape and emitted a dazzling light.

"Very good, the next step is to combine these two pieces of ore together." The elder's voice interrupted Jiang Feng's thoughts again. He nodded, his heart full of anticipation.

Jiang Feng carefully connected the blue spiritual weapon with the red spiritual weapon, silently reciting the method of fusion in his mind.

With the infusion of spiritual energy, the connection between the two gradually strengthened, as if an invisible force was tightly connecting them.

"Don't be anxious, take your time and make sure every part is perfectly combined." The elder's voice was like a warm force, giving Jiang Feng confidence.

He took a deep breath, mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and tried to merge the spiritual energy of the two.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's attention was once again attracted by the golden ore.

It lies quietly on the workbench, emitting a mysterious glow, as if waiting for its call.

Jiang Feng had an idea and decided to include the golden ore as well.

He carefully placed the golden ore into the foundry furnace, and the flames instantly became hotter.
The colored ore emits a dazzling glow under the baking flame, and the spiritual energy surges like a tide.

"Hurry, fuse it while it's hot!" the elder reminded hurriedly. Jiang Feng was shocked and grabbed the hammer, smashing it into the furnace without hesitation.

As the hammer fell, the golden ore produced a strong resonance with the previous spiritual weapon, and the spiritual energy surged in the air, as if it was about to break through the air.

"Stay focused and let your spiritual energy flow smoothly!" The elder's voice was like a war drum, urging Jiang Feng.

He tried his best, silently reciting the method of fusion in his mind, and tried to combine the power of the three spiritual ores together.

As time went by, more sweat oozed from Jiang Feng's forehead, but he didn't care.

He could feel the connection between the three spiritual ores becoming closer and closer, as if they were performing a beautiful symphony together. (End of this chapter)