Friends who often refine weapons know that blacksmithing is actually a skill that ordinary people can do.

Wang Jixuan was also a little embarrassed.

He is now just a young cultivator at the beginning of the concentration of gods. He can neither directly integrate the treasure materials into his palms nor a suitable forged treasure cauldron. Even with the treasure cauldron, he does not have enough magic power to induce it. He can only use this more primitive method.

But this is much better than when I made bone-transparent nails before...

I broke it with my hands at that time.

Another advantage of iron forging materials is that they can continuously introduce spiritual energy to the knife embryo during the forging process and slightly improve its quality.

The knife embryo is gradually taking shape because there are not too many materials, and this is just a small knife to verify the feasibility of such magical instruments.

Soon, Wang Jixuan burned the knife embryo red again, took it in front of him, pointed his sword in front of Uncle Tai, and directly pointed it in front of him, quickly portraying two simple sets of front and reverse.

Uncle Tai was stunned: "Damn it! What kind of ruthless iron hand are you?"

Wang Jixuan smiled without saying a word, staring at the knife embryo with all his attention. The most critical and important step has arrived.

His mouth bulged, and a ball of Dantian Qi spewed out of his mouth. The restriction patterns outside the knife embryo were lit in an instant, and the entire knife embryo was constructed in the shape of the restriction!

Widths of spiritual energy gathered towards the knife embryo.

Wang Jixuan's movements were fast, quenched, re-established, and beat them again. The next step was to give it a sharp edge.

Overall, easy.

Uncle Tai's Adam's apple next to him trembled slightly.

Although Uncle Tai only had a mortal body with naked eyes and couldn't understand what was going on here, his intuition told him...

The psychics are forging the psychics' weapons using the psychics' methods.

Could he really make a choice between a spicy anvil and a garlic hammer?

'Fortunately, I didn't say it just now, I just thought about it in my heart.'

...

Ling Tong was busy until after four in the morning before returning to the supply station.

Even the Iron Man-like fighting girl looked a little tired when she came back.

When she walked into the main workshop, she realized that everyone was not asleep yet, so she forced herself to cheer up, her pretty face tightened, and she was holding a pile of paper materials in her hands.

Um?

Lingtong was a little suspicious that she had read something wrong.

Next to the operating table, Wang Jixuan put his feet on the side of the table and leaned against the swivel chair. On the left was Wan Xiaoqi who was fanning Wang Jixuan hard, and on the right was Uncle Tai who was holding tea and nodding.

Ling Tong frowned and asked, "Are you... playing a play game?"

"Why!"

Uncle Tai looked up at Lingtong and said seriously:

"Sir Lingtong, don't speak so harshly, it scares our future special level, no, the human treasure level mechanic! That's not good!"

"Hahaha!"

Wan Xiaoqi laughed and said, while Sister Wan was holding a cup of industrial coffee on the second floor, and she was a little confused.

"Hmm?" Ling Tong tilted his head and looked at him.

Wang Jixuan asked with a smile: "How is it there?"

“Some gains.”

Ling Tong immediately moved forward, and Wan Xiaoqima went to move a chair next to her.

Ling Tong handed the information to Wang Jixuan, and Wang Jixuan put a "fruit knife" on the table. Ling Tong took the knife and observed it carefully with Uncle Tai's eyes.

Huh?

Energy reaction?

Although the energy reaction is very mild, it is indeed an energy reaction similar to that of psionic energy!

"Can you briefly say what's going on?"

Wang Jixuan returned the information he had in hand to Lingtong and asked:

"I can't understand many professional terms on this, especially some data."

"We found a pseudo-B-level defective psychic in the laboratory of the Psychologist's House."

Lingtong said quickly:

"This psychic should have been a rare B-level psychic, but there was a certain error during his acceptance of psychic infusion, and his body quickly collapsed and could only rely on the nutritional bin to maintain his life.

"What is his ability? Before we can find out, the power at the level of the spiritual capital has intervened.

“But I can be sure that the only special point of the House of Psychics is him.

"His life should be less than half a year left. He has contributed dozens of papers to more than a dozen well-known scholars. Qin Qin brought him here to do research."

Wang Jixuan asked: "What is his name?"

"Meng Caiyuan."

Ling Tong rubbed her neck, and Wang Ji stood up mysteriously, and went behind her to start giving her massage.

Lingtong continued:

"The Frontline Command sent Meng Caiyuan's intelligence, and he had taken three actions to help other war zones carry out some operations.

"His ability should be to simulate the upper blade beast to give orders to the lower blade beast.

"The sound of the pigeon you caught was probably heard by him. After passing through a special amplification device, it spread to the blade beasts in the distance."

Wang Jixuan frowned and said, "Can't you use this reason to get rid of them directly?"

"There is no substantive evidence, and the above information is left by Meng Caiyuan when he participated in the operation in other war zones."

Lingtong said:

“His short life is about to end, he is a failure.

"Otherwise, Qin Qin is just a researcher, and it is impossible for him to conduct research."

Wang Jixuan sighed and said with emotion: "It's still a tragic thing that's going to be studied when you're almost dead... Can you confirm what the signal he sent last night was?"

"My whereabouts are most likely! Qin Qin should have wanted to revenge on me for killing Lu Dongjie, but these are all speculations and no evidence."

Ling Tong's tone was a little more eager to try:

"Now, a young king insect and a pseudo-B special psychic are all targeting me.

“But don’t worry.

“Reinforcements from the front will arrive in the morning, and I will serve as bait to attract the herds into the terrain that is beneficial to us.

"Now the Psychic House has been blocked. As long as the blade beast appears near our fortress next - although it is more likely brought by the young king insect, we can directly regard it as evidence that they collude with enemies and betray humans.

"Our real enemy is only Blade Beasts, and these psychics are just some rotten meat, don't worry too much."

Wang Jixuan's eyes flashed slightly and he asked actively: "Can I act with you?"

"Go to dig the crystal core again?"

"Part."

"It's better not."

Lingtong said:

"There is a very likely future to evolve into a local war, not a minor conflict in the mine last time.

"The battle situation may be very fierce, and it is difficult for psychics below level C to play a role.

"The front-line psychic special forces will also arrive later. They are important combat forces, so you'd better not be exposed to them."

Wang Jixuan didn't insist much.

He doesn't like to forcefully change other people's ideas.

Wang Jixuan turned around and asked, "Can the black storm be exposed?"

"This is OK. They were investigating Black Storm, but they tried not to get Wang Zheng involved in the Black Storm."

"Okay," Wang Jixuan nodded and agreed.

Uncle Tai raised his hand and shouted like a treasure: "Lingtong, try that knife quickly! Don't poke yourself!"

"Hmm? Is this a very powerful weapon?"

"Look at this!"

Uncle Tai ran to the corner in a hurry, brought an alloy plate over, and said quickly:

"The hardness of this composite material is equivalent to the active front armor hardness of the base blade beast! Try it quickly! Get close to it! Be careful and wait for a light blue light to appear on the blade. Yes! That's now! Punch it!"

Snap!
To be continued...