Chapter 56 Junior Sister?
This is the first time Qiangu Qitian has seen Zhenhua Forging. Before that, Zhenhua only guided him during the Qiangu Forging exercises.
Perhaps in his eyes, only starting from spiritual forging can truly enter the ranks of blacksmiths.
Before this, I could only be regarded as a blacksmith.
Zhenhua took off a piece of light blue metal from the metal frame. It is called blue pregnant copper. It has excellent soul power transmission properties and is a must for many soul masters when making battle armor. One of the rare metals.
While the metal was heating, Zhenhua began to explain to Qiangu Qitian the key points that need to be mastered in spiritual forging:
“Spiritual forging is very different from previous forgings, because it is no longer purely a forging technique. At the same time, it also affects the blacksmith’s soul power. Certain requirements. "
"To complete spiritual training, your soul power needs to be at least level 40. I think your current soul power, Xiaotian, is only level 26, and it may take a long time to settle. .”
Level 40?
Qiangu Qitian recalled the content of the Dragon King legend. How could he remember that Tang Wulin's first spiritual training was when he was at level 30?
He seemed to have used the power of the Golden Dragon King's blood to make up for his lack of soul power.
Drawing inferences from one example, Qiangu Qitian wonders whether he can also use blood and spiritual forging to make up for his lack of soul power?
Beside him was the number one person in the blacksmithing world. Qiangu Qitian asked bluntly: "Teacher, you said that the soul power must reach level 40 to support the blacksmith to complete spiritual forging. Can you use other methods? Strength to replace soul power to meet the conditions for spiritual training."
Zhenhua was stunned for a moment after hearing this, with admiration in his eyes.
He was not amazed by what Qiangu Qitian said. After all, as a master craftsman, his understanding of forging was not comparable to that of Qiangu Qitian.
What Zhen Hua marveled at was the unbridled imagination that has existed throughout the ages. This kind of creative thinking is also an indispensable ability for blacksmiths.
"You are very smart. In the history of blacksmithing, some people did use other things to make up for the lack of soul power. Once upon a time, there was a blacksmith who used his body to cast his soul in order to complete the heavenly forging, letting his blood With life to forcibly achieve heavenly refinement, this is only ten thousand A last resort choice."
"Let me guess, do you want to use your special mental forging to make up for this?"
Qiangu Qitian nodded, Zhenhua. It didn't surprise him to guess what he was thinking.
“Yes, maybe when I reach level 30, I can try spiritual training.”
"This is a good idea."
Zhen Hua didn't think that Eternal Qitian was so lofty and a blacksmith should be confident.
Zhenhua took out the blue copper from the furnace and picked up the standard tungsten steel forging hammer on the forging table.
"Xiaotian, watch every move I make carefully. This will be of great benefit to your forging."
Qiangu Qitian nodded and focused his eyes on Zhenhua's broad palms. Above: "I know, teacher."
Zhenhua's hands suddenly clenched, his eyes sparkled, and the forging hammer in his right hand fell high, hammering out the first hammer.
The echo of metal rang in Qiangu Qitian's ears. The size of the piece of blue copper instantly shrank by one-third, and a three-foot golden light rose from the metal surface.
One hammer and a hundred forgings complete the metal purification.
Qiangu Qitian had no time to be shocked. Zhenhua’s second hammer fell immediately. The force of this hammer was much lighter than the first hammer, but the quality of the blue-pregnant copper was already better than Qiangu Qitian’s. The forging level has taken a big step forward.
After three more strikes in a row, Zhenhua's figure sank down, and the hammer in his dominant right hand was already raised.
Zhenhua's calves suddenly tightened, with his waist as the core, all his strength was concentrated on his right hand.
The moment the forging hammer touched the blue copper, seven feet of blue light illuminated the entire room!
Only Thousand Refinement Grade 1 can have such a light rising.
Thousand-forged first-grade five-foot light is already of superior quality, and the piece of fine gold forged by Qitian through the ages falls into this category.
The six-foot light belongs to the Holy Grade Thousand Refinements.
And seven feet means that this piece of blue-pregnant copper has the potential to be promoted to a sky-forged metal.
After completing the first level of Thousand Refinements, Zhen Hua still didn’t stop.
He ended his broad strokes and switched to short, sharp strokes.
"Xiaotian, you must carefully feel the changes in the life inside the metal during spiritual forging. It is necessary to control the strength and concentrate." "Of course, your mental forging can save you money in this step. Go to a lot of trouble.”
Zhenhua was able to forge with ease and was able to find the energy to explain to Qiangu Qitian.
Soon, under Zhenhua's tapping, relying on the perception of metal elements, Qiangu Qitian was able to clearly see that the blue-pregnant copper that originally looked like a dead thing was pregnant with life.
At that moment, in the eyes of Qiangu Qitian, Zhenhua seemed to be no longer a blacksmith, but a god.
What he saw seemed to be a metallic perspective.
The moment the metal is given life, the blacksmith is the true god.
Zhenhua dropped a drop of blood on the blue copper, and an elf in blue flew out happily.
At this moment, the spiritual training is complete.
This piece of blue-pregnant copper is in good condition, and Zhenhua is very confident that it will be upgraded to Tiandian.
But he didn't do that, because there was no need.
Tiandian is generally a spiritual alloy formed by the fusion of three or more metals, and is not a pure metal.
Even if blue-pregnant copper becomes a sky-forged metal, its use is far inferior to that of spiritual alloy.
Zhenhua put down the forging hammer and asked Qiangu Qitian with a smile: "Xiaotian, what do you think?"
Qiangu Qitian opened his slightly closed eyes and said slowly:< br>
“In the eyes of metal, I am God.”
……
Qiangu Qitian started his spiritual training practice, but for three hours, there was no progress at all.
On the other hand, his yield rate of Thousand Refinement One Grade actually reached a terrifying 90%.
Dragging their tired bodies, Qiangu Qitian and Qiangu Ming boarded the soul guide train back to the Spirit Transferring Pagoda headquarters.
The next day, Qiangu Qitian went to the Spirit Transferring Pagoda headquarters to study with Leng Yaozhu as usual.
But today, there seems to be some small accident.
Qiangu Qitian did not see Leng Yaozhu in the training room.
In the past, Leng Yaozhu would wait for him in the training room early, but his absence today made Qiangu Qitian feel a little uncomfortable.
Sitting on a chair, Qiangu Qitian took out a copy of "Basic Mecha Design Theory" and began to study it.
He has read a third of this book.
Before entering the state of deep reading, the door of the training room was opened.
Leng Yaozhu smiled and said to Qiangu Qitian:
"Xiaotian, come on, from now on, you will have a junior sister."
Junior sister?
Looking in the direction of the voice, Qiangu Qitian saw Leng Yaozhu's slender body, and behind her, there was a small figure.
Silver-white hair, purple crystal eyes, small and exquisite facial features...
Do you mind the amnesiac Silver Dragon King who was sent home that day?
The other party was looking at himself with big curious eyes blinking.
It seems that he is very interested in himself.
At the request of most book friends, Xu Xiaoyan and Yuan En Yehui may be added as heroines. They are really not my stallions
(End of this chapter)