Chapter 161 Carving

"Originally, the Third Cave Master helped me carve the rune and infuse it with spirit. I planned to use a basic ice rune and a wind rune. The combination of the two should have a good ability to break defense. But now, if I can only carve the rune by myself, I don't know if I can do it." Yuan Ming looked at the Green Fish Sword and said slowly.

"I have seen you draw runes. You have a little talent in this way." Xiying said slowly.

"This may have something to do with the fact that I have been learning to draw since I was a child. I did practice carving runes on some embryonic iron before, but my mentality was completely different from now. Afterwards, I just asked others to help me look at it, and I didn't really infuse it with spirit, so I couldn't verify whether it was really successful." Yuan Ming hesitated.

Xiying nodded and confirmed this.

"It is impossible to be foolproof. Cultivation is a matter of chance. Today is your chance. You can give it a try. Anyway, this is not a good material. You can find a new one after it is wasted." Xiying said disapprovingly.

Yes, it is better to give it a try than to miss it. There is still a glimmer of hope. If you hesitate, you will lose everything.

Besides, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. If he failed this time, he would fail. He could not afford to hesitate any longer.

Yuan Ming found a stone to sit on. With a turn of his wrist, a strange three-inch long carving knife appeared in his palm. There was no sharp blade at the tip of the knife, but a very small dark red multi-faceted crystal was inlaid.

"My disciple is well prepared. He even prepared the spiritual carving knife." Xiying taught.

Yuan Ming retorted without any flaw. He had already begun to adjust his breathing and calm his mind, and no longer responded to Xiying.

He held the hilt of the green fish sword in one hand, placed the long sword across his knees, and held the carving knife in the other hand, but he did not rush to write, but slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, the appearance of the ice rune and the wind rune had begun to be outlined in his mind.

After a long time, Yuan Ming opened his eyes, and there was no more hesitation in his eyes.

He brought the carving knife close to the hilt of the sword and pressed it against the blade. A ray of magic power flowed into it, and the dark red crystal stone embedded in the tip of the carving knife immediately lit up and became hot.

Huo Chan'er was also attracted by the light and approached Yuan Ming, but was driven away by the silver cat with his claws.

Yuan Ming's carving knife began to slide on the sword body, without making any harsh sounds, and there were no inward scratches on the sword body, but an obvious mark began to emerge on it.

As Yuan Ming moved, the carving knife moved, and an ice rune similar to a snowflake was engraved.

Yuan Ming's eyes were focused, and his mind was all on the sword body. He did not stop moving, and connected it downward with a soft curve, and engraved another whirlpool-like wind rune.

The moment the rune was completed, Yuan Ming immediately picked up the carving knife, and there was no more mark on the sword body.

The silver cat had been lying on the casting furnace, seemingly unconcerned, but in fact his eyes had never left Yuan Ming's hand.

Seeing that he had finished engraving and was about to raise his head, he turned his head to the side and looked away.

During the whole process of engraving the talisman, Yuan Ming was so nervous that he almost stopped breathing. It was not until the moment he raised his head that he let out a long breath and then stood up and came to the silver cat.

"Xiying, help me take a look, how about it?" He couldn't wait to say.

He believed that the silver cat's vision was definitely better than his.

However, Xiying didn't even look at it, but a voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness: "If it works, you will know if it works or not."

"Then try it." Yuan Ming smiled when he heard it.

As he said that, he sent the Green Fish Sword into the furnace of the casting furnace.

"Why are you in a hurry? You have to light the fire to activate the spirit gathering array first, refine the spirit stone, and then send the sword in to infuse the spirit." While speaking, the silver cat had already stood up.

Yuan Ming drew back the long sword with some embarrassment and began to search for materials for ignition and combustion in the storage bag.

"No need to look for it, it should work." The silver cat Xiying looked at the fire greedy on the ground.

Upon hearing the sound, the latter stopped licking his fur and looked at Yuan Ming in confusion.

"Its innate flame is much better than ordinary charcoal fire, and it's not for smelting, but just igniting and activating the magic circle, which is enough." Xiying explained.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming picked up Huo Chan'er and pointed it at the casting furnace.

"Huo Chan'er, do me a favor, I'll give you something delicious." Yuan Ming smiled and took out a pill and fed it to Huo Chan'er.

Huo Chan'er ate the pill, looked at the direction of Yuan Ming's finger, and soon understood.

I saw its eyes shining, its cheeks bulging, and suddenly it opened its mouth and spit out a ball of blazing flames, which immediately flew out and landed accurately on the flame rune in the center of the fire pit.

The next moment, the flame rune lighted up, and a series of red lights spread along the runes of the magic circle, lighting up the five surrounding spirit gathering runes one by one.

The entire rune array then lit up, blooming like a five-petal fire lotus.

The furnace suddenly became hot, and because the seal door was not closed, a wave of hot air suddenly gushed out.

Yuan Ming stared at the changes in the fire pit nervously, and soon saw that the red spiritual stones began to show fine spider-web-like patterns, and they spread from the bottom to the top.

Accompanied by a crisp "crackling" sound, all the spiritual stones broke apart.

Waves of spiritual power overflowed from them, turning into trickles, gathering towards the top of the magic circle, forming a ball of red spiritual mist, which was restrained by the magic circle and did not dissipate.

"It's OK." Xiying reminded at the right time.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming immediately sent the long sword into the furnace.

The Green Fish Sword entered the fire pit and was immediately lifted up by an invisible force and suspended in the air.

The red spiritual mist surrounded the sword body, but did not infuse it into the sword body.

"Close the furnace door, and then start to transfer your mana to the casting furnace. Use your mana as a guide to drive the spiritual power into the sword." Xiying reminded again.

Yuan Ming did not hesitate, and immediately closed the door and pressed on the casting furnace.

The scorching temperature came through the furnace, and Yuan Ming almost retracted his palm.

But he knew that this was the critical moment of infusing the spirit, and he must not give in at all, otherwise he would definitely fail.

He immediately operated the Nine Yuan Jue, mobilized the Dantian mana, and flowed along the arm meridians into the casting furnace.

Then, as he saw the scene of the three cave masters refining the weapon the day before, a green light lit up under his palm, and traces of light flowed along the rune lines on the casting furnace, lighting up the entire casting furnace.

Yuan Ming could clearly feel his own mana flowing into the bottom of the furnace along the runes on the furnace, and combining with the spirit gathering array.

At the same time, the burning sensation on his hand also subsided.

Then, he saw a ray of green light rising from the center of the spirit gathering array, like a towering tree growing in the sea of ​​fire, and connected to the Green Fish Sword.

The Green Fish Sword, which had been floating motionlessly, suddenly trembled violently at this moment.

And those spiritual powers floating on their own were like ownerless objects finding their owners, and following the guidance of Yuan Ming's mana, they were injected into the Green Fish Sword together.

The green light on the Green Fish Sword was bright, and the white marks on the sword body also lit up like stars.

The ice rune engraved on it first lit up a little light, and spiritual power began to enter it, filling and lighting up the lines of the rune bit by bit.

When the entire rune was completely lit up, the infusion of spirits was completely completed.

Just when Yuan Ming felt that his mana was rapidly draining away, he suddenly discovered that the runes on the ground connected to the foundry were also flashing with a hazy light.

He immediately used his other hand to cast a stream of mana on the runes.

As his mana fell, the runes on the ground were immediately lit up, and a yellowish-brown magic array immediately lit up. A not very strong but continuous spiritual power rose from the ground and flowed into the foundry.

Yuan Ming immediately felt the pressure relieved, and his mana loss was not so fast.

"I underestimated this guy called Heimu. He arranged it really well, and there was even a ground magic array to assist." Seeing this, Xiying couldn't help but sigh.

Yuan Ming was concentrating at this moment and didn't dare to be distracted at all.

But the process of infusing the spirit was very slow. After a long time, the pattern of the ice rune was only half lit up.

Yuan Ming noticed that his mana was being lost too quickly, and fearing that it would be insufficient later, he immediately took out a spiritual stone and held it in his hand, recovering with all his strength while insisting on output.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the spiritual power in the spirit gathering array was also consumed rapidly.

The silver cat Xiying looked at the changes in the furnace body, and his eyes flickered slightly, as if he noticed something was wrong.

"Yuan Ming, what runes did you carve?" Xiying asked.

"Ice runes and wind runes." Yuan Ming said it again.

Deep suspicion emerged in the silver cat's eyes, and he walked forward and waved his cat's paw.

The sealed door on the casting furnace opened immediately, and the scorching air wave swept out again, but it ignored it.

When it saw the ice rune on the Green Fish Sword that was about to be filled with spirit, the emotion in its eyes changed slightly, and it stopped communicating with Yuan Ming's thoughts, but directly spoke in human language:

"This is not an ice rune at all, but a more rare extreme cold rune!"

Yuan Ming was also stunned when he heard this, and he didn't even notice that the silver cat had spoken.

The description of the rune he saw in Master Heimu's notes was the Ice Rune, which only said that its power was stronger than the ordinary Five Elements Rune, without much explanation.

"I see." Yuan Ming said.

Xiying heard this, but did not answer him, but said: "Do you have any spirit stones? Throw five more in."

Yuan Ming heard its anxious tone, so he did not dare to delay, and quickly took out five spirit stones and threw them into the casting furnace.

The silver cat's eyes lit up, and an invisible force captured the five spirit stones, and brought them to the five spirit gathering talismans accurately.

The spirit stones fell, and were immediately affected by the magic circle, turning into spirit mist and floating up, wrapping the Green Fish Sword.