"The secret of refining tools." Smith touched his chin and went on looking.

Soon, Smith's face emerged a happy color.

Because there were methods of refining weapons in this ancient scroll. It explained the superior materials needed for refining weapons, how to refine weapons.

"It's a treasure." Smith's heart couldn't help cheering.

After reading the formula, Smith pondered for a moment. He had a plan in his mind, that was to make a weapon by himself.

Although imperial palace sword is easy to use, but it will greatly slow down the speed due to the weight. If imperial palace sword is abandoned in the duel, the speed will be greatly improved. If there is a sharp weapon in hand, it will be more powerful.

Thinking of this, Smith once again picked up the ancient volume of weapon refining formula and carefully read it.

He sat there all night.

In the early morning, he ate some food and shut himself in the door again.

It was only in the morning that he really put down the ancient scroll of the secret formula for refining weapons.

"The weapon manufacturing needs fire. It's really made for me."Smith’s mouth was full of smiles. Arthur had this ancient scroll, but he can only watch it because he has no fire.

As soon as he clapped the storage bag, a clang voice came out. A shining spirited weapon flew out, including spirited sword, broadsword, spear and sledgehammer. All these were obtained when he robbed the disciples of Diyang Peak.

At this moment, he wanted to melt these spiritual instruments into a furnace and extract the most refined part of them.

Just do it.

Smith called for real fire.

The real fire changed its shape and was condensed into a furnace by Smith.

Then, a shining spirited sword was thrown into the furnace by him, and then he carefully controlled the flame, slowly removed the impurities in the spirited sword, and then quenched the most refined part.

Soon, the spirited sword was melted by the high temperature of the real fire. It was refined by Smith into the fist sized liquid.

The liquid was full of mottled colors. The spirited sword was not top-grade, and the materials were not excellent, so that there were too many impurities in it. Now, under the real quenching, all of them emerged.

The flames started rising, Smith was not in a hurry, he started refining impurities from the liquid slowly.

Half an hour later, the fist sized liquid was tempered into a nail sized liquid. Although it was very small but it was the most refined part.

Smith took out that most refined liquid from the furnace.

Once left the stove, the liquid of that fingernail returned to the solid state because of the sudden drop of temperature, and was grasped by Smith. It looked like a crystal, shining and very hard.

With a good start, Smith was full of energy.

The fire in the furnace was burning fiercely. He threw a hammer into it, and then repeated the action of refining spirit sword.

As time passed, night fell quickly.

During this period, Smith failed many times, because he failed to control the real fire, so that even the essence part contained in the artifact was turned into flying ash.

However, he was not unproductive.

Beside him, there were many small pieces of crystals in large and small size. These were the essence of the spirit.

Until late at night, Smith extracted all the essence of spirited items.

Hoo!

"Step one, finished."

One mouthful of the turbid vital energy was spit out by him, and his face was tired. One day and one night, he was very tired.

Refining the essence of many spiritual devices was the first step. The next step was to fuse the spirit essence together, and then finish it through the real fire.

A bottle of jade spirit liquid was poured into the mouth. Smith replenished the body's consumption and begins the second step of fusion.

Many of the essence that Smith got were put into the stove.

Soon, under the real fire, the solid spirited essence was again turned into a liquid and was controlled by Smith to melt into one body. This step was not difficult. It took only a moment to reach it, and he fused it.

At a moment, he was holding a red iron with brick tiles in his hands, which was the form of spiritual essence after fusion.

The red iron was very extraordinary. It was a fusion of many essences. It was full of red light. It was very hard and incomparable. It was absolutely the best material for refining weapons. If it will be used to make weapons, it will be very good.

After receiving the red iron, Smith flashed out of the door and jumped out of the Xiaoling Garden. Because the next work will be of tempering, so there must be a sound. He didn't want to disturb Martin and Edward.

In a secret place, Smith condensed the real fire into the shape of a stove again.

Then he put the red iron in.

Took a deep breath, Smith carefully controlled the flame, continuously hardened the red iron, and hardened it to the shape of the sword.

It was an extremely time-consuming project. It took Smith six hours to grind out a poor sword body. The body of the sword was potholed and rough.

"Anyway, the sword was manufactured." After wiping a handful of hot sweat, Smith continued to harden and clang.

This process was extremely long.

Smith from night to morning, and from morning to night, lasted three days and nights of reincarnation, he never stopped.

During this period, the clumsy body of the sword was tempered inch by inch, and the potholes on the body of the sword were smoothed by him bit by bit. He was like a carver, who could not tolerate any flaws in his sword.

He didn’t know when, when the first clang of sword rang, on the tired face of Smith, it was the first time to show a happy smile.

His sword, which took four days and nights, was finally refined.

As soon as clapping the stove, the long red sword was shaken out and Smith grabbed it in his hand.

Then, he cut the palm of his hand, and the blood flowed out, along the hilt, all over the body.

That was the last step of refining weapons.

Soon his blood, visible to the naked eye, dipped into the red sword.

Then, the red sword trembled gently, and there was a sound of chirping and moving. There was red light blooming, and it was very elastic. Under the moonlight and starlight, the sword was shining, as if it was invincible.

Smith split the sword.

Bang!

Not far away, a huge stone was cut like tofu, and the red sword was really sharp.

"From now, your name is red heaven." Smith gently stroked the red sword and couldn't let go of it. It was his hard work of several days, and it was the finished product of his first refining. It was absolutely memorable.

Holding imperial palace and red heaven sword, Smith lay down comfortably on the stone.

"Tomorrow, I will continue to knock them." With a smile on his lips, Smith did not forget to look up at the lofty Diyang Peak on the Lingshan Mountain of Hengyue.

"If you mess with me, you will have to repay." Smith sneered.

It has been nearly five days since he has not attacked Diyang Peak. Smith knew that Noah had relaxed his vigilance, which means it was time for him to come back.