At the moment, with Situ Zhen as the leader and the other eight elders as assistants, they worked together to smelt the meteorite iron from that day into the Seven Star Sword and repair the cracks in the Seven Star Sword.

I saw purple fire surging out of the palms of Situ Zhen and the eight elders.

Calculate the piece of extraterrestrial iron in the purple fire.

For a time, the entire hall became stuffy.

"This is the Black Refining Purple Flame unique to the Bailian Immortal Sect. It can smelt all kinds of gold and stone in the world."

Zhu Wuwei on the side immediately spoke.

Feng Xuanzi glanced sideways at Zhu Wuwei and thought, "Don't I even know this?"

Do you still need to say it?

Zhu Wuwei also noticed the displeasure on Feng Xuanzi's face, and immediately lowered his head, secretly regretting that he had talked too much.

"Is this what the weapon refiner does?"

Ye Qingyun stood at the edge and looked at it curiously.

It was the first time for him to see such a scene, so he was naturally surprised.

"Huikong, can you make weapons?"

Ye Qingyun secretly sent a message to Huikong.

"Holy Son, little monk...can't."

Huikong still answered honestly.

"Oh, it's okay, that's okay."

Ye Qingyun put his hands behind his back and looked at him indifferently.

In his heart, he was thinking about how to capture Feng Xuanzi alive.

Under the Black Refining Purple Flame used by Situ Zhen and others, the outer meteorite gradually began to smile and became like molten iron.

"Enter the sword!"

Situ Zhen shouted loudly and controlled the molten iron to keep approaching the Seven Star Sword.

The Seven Star Sword did not resist. It knew that it was repairing the cracks for itself, so naturally it would not refuse.

The molten iron merged into the blade of the Seven Star Sword and quickly covered the cracks.

Seeing that the cracks were covered, Feng Xuanzi, who was at the head, also showed surprise and joy.

But the expressions of Situ Zhen and others did not relax.

Because they know that the next step is the real key.

I saw Situ Zhen taking the lead in firing out spells one after another, and the other eight elders followed Situ Zhen's techniques and continued to hit out spells.

Golden spells flowed into the Seven Star Sword like gentle breeze and drizzle.

For a while.

The seven-star sword shines brightly, and the sword energy flows on its own.

"Nine-nine-nine-eighty-one chapters of Xuan Gong Casting Technique!"

Whether it is Feng Xuanzi or the two major towns, they can all see the methods used by the people of Bailian Xianmen.

It is the Xuan Gong casting technique that Bailian Xianmen relies on to become famous.

There are ninety-nine and eighty-one ways in total. No matter what kind of fairy treasures are cast, they are all in the ninety-nine and eighty-one ways of mysterious craftsmanship. ωωw..net

But these eighty-one methods of mysterious craftsmanship are also extremely mysterious. Even Situ Zhen, the leader of the sect, has only mastered nearly half of it after years of intensive study.

Fortunately, there are many masters of weapon refining in the Bailian Immortal Sect. Each masters a part of the mysterious craftsmanship, and together they can display all the eighty-one methods.

Under the joint efforts of Situ Zhen and others, the molten iron formed from the meteorite outside that day gradually merged completely with the Seven Star Sword.

Until no trace can be seen at all.

The cracks have long since disappeared.

In perfect condition!

Seeing this situation, Situ Zhen's heart, which had been hanging around, finally dropped a little.

"It seems that I thought this matter was too difficult, but it turned out that it was not too difficult."

Situ Zhen said secretly in his heart.

"Perhaps it's because the quality of the meteorite is good enough that it doesn't take much effort to repair."

Ye Qingyun, who was not far away, felt a little uneasy.

Isn't it?

Do you really want to be repaired by these guys from the Hundred Refiners Immortal Sect all at once?

Then I have no chance?

I also want to take advantage of the sword repair work to stay in Fengxian Mansion for a while and take the opportunity to capture Feng Xuanzi.

If someone from the Bailian Immortal Sect could fix this all at once, then I would have no reason to stay in Fengxian Mansion.

"No, it must not be repaired. It must not be repaired."

Ye Qingyun was secretly anxious, praying that the Seven Star Sword would not be repaired by the people from the Hundred Refining Immortal Sect.

Time passed little by little.

This last step was extremely long, lasting half a day.

Ye Qingyun was a little unable to stand.

I really want to find a chair to sit on.

It's a pity that I can't sit down. The two mayors are standing and watching. What qualifications do you have to sit here?

finally.

Situ Zhen and others all withdrew their hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Success!"

Everyone looked at the Seven Star Sword with excitement.

The sword body has no cracks!

Glossy and shiny!

The breath is strong!

It has completely recovered.

Situ Zhen wiped the sweat from his head, with a smile on his face, and deliberately glanced at Ye Qingyun.

He looked very proud.

Did you see it?

This is called professionalism!

You, a pheasant like you who came out of nowhere, have probably never seen our methods before.

Are you scared out of your wits?

Ye Qingyun's expression remained normal, but he was extremely speechless in his heart.

This old thing!

I really want to touch his nose!

"Exalted Immortal, fortunately I have fulfilled my destiny and have already used the Seven Star Sword..."

Situ Zhengang wanted to claim credit in front of Feng Xuanzi.

But at this moment.

Click!!!

A harsh cracking sound sounded.

Situ Zhen choked on his words.

He looked at the Seven Star Sword with horror on his face.

I saw that the blade of the Seven Star Sword was still in its original position.

Cracks appear again!

It was exactly the same as the previous crack, and it had not been repaired at all.

Feng Xuanzi originally had a happy face, but now his face suddenly froze.

Gloomy and scary.

"how so?"
To be continued...