Mo Bei set up two soundproofing restrictions at the entrance of the cave to prevent anyone from disturbing him.

After doing all this, Mo Bei sat cross-legged on the stone bed and waved impatiently.

A dark golden light burst out from his eyebrows, surrounding Mo Bei's body and condensed into a substantial golden ball.

Mo Bei spread his palms upwards, and the golden ball flew down on his own and stopped in Mo Bei's palms.

"This is what Ye Shenyi said about the Dimensional Cave Heaven-Sword Forging Furnace!"

"First refine it and see what its usefulness is."

Mo Bei closed his eyes and began to activate his spiritual energy, turning into tentacle-like existences, like green vines, all of which were sank into the small tower. At the same time, the golden ball was injected with power and began to emit dark golden light.

The dark gold color and the tentacle light displayed by Mo Bei slowly blended and continued to swallow each other.

In Mo Bei's mind, he suddenly felt a new soul fluctuation appearing on the other end of his spiritual consciousness.

As Mo Bei gradually penetrated his spiritual consciousness, the dark golden light became more and more hot, and the golden balls seemed to be evaporated into an illusory state, and they were all absorbed by Mo Bei.

Half an hour later.

"Huh!" Mo Bei sighed, and his eyes flashed with unconcealed excitement: "It's successful, and the Yuan Cave Heaven has been refined!"

He was not tired at all, but his excitement became more and more obvious, and his thoughts moved.

Immediately, his spirit seemed to be pulled by something, and his vision and picture suddenly changed, turning into a brand new scene.

Mo Bei appeared in a cave.

"Hey, where is this?" Mo Bei and Zou Zou browed and looked around.

He saw that under his feet was a small island with a radius of thirty feet, and outside the island was a series of turbulent water flowing around and surrounded it.

Mo Bei looked over and saw that the flowing water was twenty feet away, and it was endless, covering the sky and the sun. The rich white fog that was lingering all year round could not dissipate. There are four big words on the island: The mountains and rivers outside the fog!

At the same time, a hot breath came from behind Mo Bei.

The latter turned around subconsciously, looked closely and raised his eyebrows.

I saw that the center of the island was an endless circular abyss. The mouth of the abyss was three feet wide.

The surging flames erupted from the mouth of the abyss from time to time, rushing into the sky, surging with great momentum.

The air around was twisted and shaken by the scorching heat.

Like the mouthpiece of hell, swallowing and spitting out the fire of the earthly evil, roasting the entire earth!

At this moment, this fierce abyss earth fire was emerging from the abyss, burning a bronze sword-smelting furnace, the size of a three-person, floating directly above the mouth of the abyss.

The bottom of the bronze sword-smelting furnace was burning for many years. It looked red, but it never melted.

The entire cave heaven, along with the green bronze sword refining furnace, has existed for many years. The exquisite and strange rune patterns carved on the bronze sword refining furnace show a simple and desolate atmosphere.

This strange scene really shocked Mo Bei slightly.

After a long time, Mo Bei smacked his lips and pinched his chin and said, "Tsk tsk. Could it be that this is what Ye Shen said in his mouth that the Great Yan World Sword Forging Furnace?"

Mo Bei took two steps, jumped over in three or two steps, landed next to the sword-casting stove, and looked at him with joy.

But he was shocked to find that the runes on the furnace were covered with layers of dense small fonts, which were obviously carved by later generations.

Mo Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, and read it from the first word word word by word: "Shenlang Destruction Sword, Real Gold White Tiger Sword. Silver Snake Dance, Penglai Wind and Rain, Liuyi Taixuan Ice Soul Sword, Fire Dance, Zixu Thunder Sword, Autumn Water and Changtian Color, Beichen Tiangang Sword, Langya Tianxing Sword! The Great Mo Yan Sword, All Things Are Always Destroyed, and the Night Birds Blow Frost Feathers..."

"Are these not these divine swords? And!" Mo Bei was spinning around the furnace and cauldron, and couldn't wait to read: "Taiyi Light Sword, Frost Tan Qi Cultivation Sword, Tianlong Demon Subduing Sword, Taiyi Tiangang Sword. Ice Soul Divine Light Sword, Sanyang One Qi Sword..."

"What are the records behind these sword techniques?"

Mo Bei suddenly discovered that after these rows of divine sword names, there were long fonts, densely packed.

"The real gold and white tiger sword: Beihai Xuanjin Sand, Taiyi Jin Jing, Tiangang Sun Silver Sacrifice, is the ultimate sword of gold, which contains the murderous aura of the white tiger, and is the most powerful and yang!"

"I understand!" Mo Bei's eyes lit up, and he looked overwhelmed with surprise: "Behind each kind of divine sword, it represents the method and materials for refining the divine sword! Haha..."

"I think these divine swords are the divine swords that can be refined in the sword refining furnace!"

"There are some below..."

"Purple Xu Thunder Sword: Thunder Stone, Ice Soul Cold Iron, Earth Evil Real Gold Refining and Sacrifice, is one of the top divine swords in the thunder system, containing thunder power, invincible in the world!"

Mo Bei seemed to have gained a huge fortune, and his face turned red with excitement, and he wanted to dance.

"Thirty-seven, thirty-seven methods of refining divine swords! Haha." Mo Bei licked his lips and said excitedly: "These methods of refining divine swords are probably more valuable than the sword-casting furnace itself!"

Mo Bei read carefully to the end. At the bottom of the furnace, he found a line of inconspicuous fonts. When he looked closely, he saw that the above records were: "The divine sword refined in the sword-casting furnace contains at least 21 to 38 patterns, and can be a third-level, fourth-level, and fifth-level divine sword!"

"The number of Taoist patterns depends on the sword refiner himself, the degree of cherishing the materials used and the quality of the materials!"

"Of course, the most indispensable part is the luck of the sword refiner himself."

Seeing this, Mo Bei couldn't help but smile: "Planning depends on people, and success depends on heaven."

Thinking of this, Mo Bei continued to look down.

"The method of using the sword-making furnace is extremely simple. You only need to select materials and put them in them in sequence. Use spiritual energy to activate the earth fire, and the sword-making furnace can independently refine the divine sword. However, the sword-making practitioner needs to reach the foundation-building stage, otherwise it will not be able to activate the sword-making furnace."

"Even if the sword refiner forcefully increases his strength and activates the sword-casting furnace, he will be absorbed by the endless earth fire and turned into ashes! However, if the sword refining cannot be completed, the foundation-building stage can be submerged, the divine sword can be melted, its attributes can be changed, and the level of the divine sword will be increased. The Taoist pattern will be increased!"

Mo Bei was shocked, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he said to himself: "That Ye Shenyi is indeed the founder. He even guessed what I thought at this time. How did he know that I was going to forcefully improve my strength and refine the magic sword..."

"But be honest, first change the four divine swords and Taoist patterns in my hand!"

Thinking of this, Mo Bei couldn't wait to wave his sleeves immediately. For a moment, the four divine swords suddenly turned into four flowing shadows. They rushed out of his body, circled in circles in the void, and lined up and down, falling in front of Mo Bei.

"Well, since it is a smelting magic sword, there must be a mother sword and son sword, don't make a mistake. Put my Beichen Tiangang sword into the sword-casting furnace, otherwise I will regret it to death!"

Mo Bei said to himself, sat down cross-legged, his right hand palm facing up, and slowly raised it flat.

With the movements in his hand, all things were destroyed in the four flowing shadows, and the two magical swords with the evening bird bursting frost feathers slowly rose into the air and fell into the sword-casting furnace.

At the same time, Mo Beichen Tiangang Sword slowly soared into the air, sitting directly above the sword-casting furnace, floating slowly, and the sword light on the sword body kept flashing brightly, and it seemed that a hungry wolf was waiting for Mo Bei to give him food.

"Drink!" Mo Bei turned his hands into his palms, and the void slapped two palms at the sword-casting furnace. From the palm of his hand, two tentacle-like spiritual energy emerged. It began to slowly inject into the sword-casting furnace.

Suddenly—

Under the sword-casting furnace, the endless flames climbed wildly, burning the sword-casting furnace, hoping to melt it!

Under the constant burning of flames, the sword-casting furnace finally began to change.

In the furnace and cauldron, all things were destroyed in vain, and the frost feathers exploded with the evening birds, and began to change, and the sword body trembled wildly.

"Puff!"

Two muffled sounds suddenly broke out from the sword body.

At the same time, a dazzling starlight suddenly appeared in the sky, pushing away the dark clouds.

After the dark clouds dissipated, the vast stars appeared in Mo Bei's sight.

The vast stars gathered into a ray of light, fell into the furnace and cauldron, shining on the sword body of the sword that was always destroyed by all things and the evening birds bursting with frost feathers.

At the same time, the Taoist patterns on the sword body finally showed signs of collapse and melting, and began to wander around the sword body like a snake.

Swamps of scorching flames kept coming from the bottom of the furnace, scorching and burning the sword body.

As the temperature increased, the Taoist patterns on the sword surged more and more intensely, and finally!

The pattern could no longer bear such a terrifying and hot breath, and instantly broke out from the sword of the night bird's frost feathers.

"boom!"

The first patterns turned into crystal white shadows and burst out, like an elf, lingering in the void.

The second path, the third path, the fourth path... the thirty-sixth path!

All things are destroyed in vain, and the frost feathers explode with the evening birds. All the Tao patterns on the two swords rushed out, turning into stars of light, splashing and spreading everywhere, dyeing the entire sky above Mo Bei's head colorfully.

"drink!"

Mo Bei shouted in surprise, his sleeves swayed, and a stream of breeze swept out.

Under the breeze, the tiny lights like light snakes all over the sky gathered together, forming a storm of light, rotating wildly, stirring.

Then, this fierce storm of light fell from the sky, transformed into a dragon-shaped evil light, fell straight down, and sank into the Beichen Tiangang Sword.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Above the sword body of the Beichen Tiangang Sword, a crisp sound of banging sounds, like a crunchy iron.

The entire sword body was refined again.

Countless fine Taoist patterns clinging to the sword body of the Beichen Tiangang Sword, constantly spreading and surging, sometimes gathering together and sometimes cracking.

There was a colorful light that emerged from the new Taoist pattern of the Beichen Tiangang Sword and emanated towards the surrounding sky, as dazzling as a fire tree and silver flowers.
Chapter completed!