Chapter 559: Number Eight in the World
“Spiritual forging is a path different from traditional forging.”
[Blacksmith Association General Assembly], fifth floor, No. 1 casting room, Ling Yi and Lou Gao, Ah Gu, and Qiu Yishui stood aside and looked at Mo Chengyun who was dancing the forging hammer in front of the casting platform.
Ling Yi's voice was mixed in with the continuous hammering of gold and iron. It was not abrupt at all. Instead, it formed an indescribable sense of harmony, which made Mo Chengyun, who was wielding the forging hammer, feel energetic. The energy is sent and received from the heart, extremely smooth!
“Below a hundred forgings, there will be almost no impact on the nature of the material, and it can only be regarded as a simple reshaping.”
"When you enter the Hundred Forging level, you begin to purify the material. As the number of forgings increases, the impurities inside the material are removed bit by bit, making the material closer to its original state when it was first born."
< br>“That state is where the material best fits the natural appearance of heaven and earth.”
“When we reach the Thousand Forgings, we can almost complete the connection with the ‘Spiritual Forgings’.”
“Thousands of Forgings” Metal materials at the forging level are initially qualified to breed spirituality. When you can sense the breath of the metal under the hammer and sense the vigorous vitality in the metal, you have the qualifications to 'enlighten' the metal."< br>
These are the contents of the blacksmithing course of [Tiangong College]. Both Mo Chengyun and Qiu Yishui have memorized them by heart, but for some reason, at this moment, they heard the textbook author Ling Yi himself say As they narrated, various insights could not help but appear in their minds, inspiration flashed, and many problems in the past suddenly became clear at this moment.
The forging hammer in Mo Chengyun's hand was swung more and more powerfully, but the knocking sound of the falling hammer became softer and softer, giving people a melodious and crisp feeling like striking a jade chime.
As the forging hammer danced, a sword gradually took shape. The blade was wide, the back was straight, and the tip was raised. It was a ring-headed sword with a thick back and a wide blade.
In addition, the raw material for making this ring-shou sword is not any kind of alloy, only "black grained iron".
Seeing that the forging was coming to an end, Ling Yi walked to the workbench aside, raised his hand and opened two jade boxes at the same time.
Suddenly, two very different auras rushed out from the two jade boxes and rushed directly to Ling Yi's face.
Ling Yi was unmoved, the shadows of the sun and moon flashed in his eyes, and those two auras were like a mouse seeing a cat, it suddenly became quiescent and retracted into the jade box.
Lou Gao, Ah Gu, and Qiu Yishui also followed over at this time, and they all looked up at the two jade boxes on the workbench.
I saw that inside the two jade boxes, the warm yellow jade box contained a fiery red fruit, with dense golden light spots on the skin. Just looking at it gave people a burning, burning feeling. Hot feeling.
The 500-year-old "Red Flame Fruit"!
In another white jade box, there is a blue fruit the size of a thumbnail. It is exuding a faint blue halo, and its cool meaning is consistent with the fruit in the jade box next to it. Red Flame Fruit is out of place.
Five-hundred-year-old "Ice Crystal Fruit"!
Ling Yi turned over and took out a white jade cauldron the size of a human head, opened the cauldron cover inlaid with vermilion gems, grabbed two fruits, one red and one blue, and threw them into the jade cauldron.
Before the two fruits could react due to the conflicting properties, Ling Yi took a green jade bottle from the workbench, pulled out the cork, and poured the dark purple liquid in the jade bottle into the jade cauldron. , and then put the lid on the cauldron.
The essence and blood extract of the thousand-year-old "one-horned snake"!
As the three materials converged in the jade cauldron, a powerful wave of energy quickly awakened from it, and even the jade cauldron began to tremble slightly.
Seeing this, Ling Yi stretched his right hand forward and lightly touched the lid of the jade tripod with his index finger.
Red and blue lights flashed at the fingertips. The jade tripod, which was still trembling and threatening to intensify, immediately returned to calm. There was only a series of gurgling sounds, like the sound of boiling water coming from the jade tripod. came out from within the cauldron. About ten seconds after they came here, Lou Gao and the three people who were nearby seemed to hear a dragon roar faintly. Before they could listen carefully, there was no sound anymore, as if the dragon roar was just an illusion of the three of them. .
Ling Yi reached out and opened the cover of the white jade cauldron, and a faint scent of blood came out, making the three people on the side of Lou Gao couldn't help but swallowed subconsciously.
The three people quickly looked into the cauldron and saw a pool of lavender liquid with glittering golden light appearing in their field of vision.
Ling Yi picked up the jade tripod with his left hand and walked towards Mo Chengyun, who was still forging with a hammer in front of the forging platform.
At this time, due to Ling Yi's spiritual guidance, Mo Chengyun has entered a special state without distracting thoughts. There is only one thought in his heart: to temper the knife in his hand into the most perfect work!
At this moment, Mo Chengyun saw nothing except the forging hammer in his hand and the ring-headed knife on the anvil. Even his own body seemed to no longer exist. The movement of swinging the hammer was completely based on physical instinct, but the strength and landing point of each hammer appeared to be extremely precise and natural under his mental observation!
As time passed slowly, the dark blade of Huanshou Dao began to flicker with gleams of light. As the forging continued, the shimmer began to grow stronger, and the light flickered with the forging hammer, as if it was breathing!
At a certain moment, a divine light flashed in Ling Yi's eyes. He held up the jade cauldron with his left hand and used his right hand to claw at the top of the jade cauldron. Purple liquid flew up.
Before the lavender liquid touched the palm of his hand, Ling Yi turned his right hand and threw all the purple liquid into the air. Invisible force spurted out from the palm of his hand, shaking the purple liquid into purple mist all over the sky.
With a push of the palm, purple mist enveloped Mo Chengyun, the forging hammer and the ring-shou knife in his hand.
“Dang, Dang, Dang——!”
The increasingly crisp and percussive sounds came from the purple mist, giving people a wonderful sense of rhythm.
Soon, in less than ten breaths, the purple mist that seemed to be sticky and lingering seemed to be pulled by something, and quickly collapsed inward, accompanied by an exciting dragon roar, a dazzling light Purple light bloomed from the dark ring-shou sword, illuminating the entire casting room.
At this time, Mo Chengyun had put down the forging hammer in his hand and turned to hold the handle of the Huanshou Dao.
It can be seen that the originally broad blade has become much narrower. It is now only as wide as an ordinary person's palm, but the whole body is smoother and more pleasing to the eye. Pieces of dark purple texture like dragon scales are spread across the entire blade, which is bright and clear. There are two blood grooves on the edge of the blade, telling everyone that it is a vicious soldier who drinks blood!
"Silly boy, why are you so stunned? Why don't you summon your martial spirit quickly?!"
Just when Mo Chengyun looked at the magic weapon he had created with his eyes in fascination, a voice Drink lightly to wake him up.
“Huh? Oh——!”
When Mo Chengyun heard this, he was startled for a moment, then he reacted and quickly handed the Huanshou Sword, no, it should be called the "Dragon Scale Sword" to his left hand, and then spread out the palm of his right hand, with a gray-black soul power ray. In the flash of light, a sword that was ninety-nine similar in shape to the original Huanshou sword appeared in his hand.
At the same time, two yellow and two purple, a total of four soul rings also appeared at Mo Chengyun's feet.
Mo Chengyun, the martial spirit "Huanshou Dao", is twenty-seven years old, a level 48 attack-type fighting spirit sect, a martial arts master of energy-refining internal organs, and a master blacksmith.
Of course, with the successful casting of the "Dragon Scale Sword", although there was a little assistance from Ling Yi, the final result was only the difference between 100% and 80%. Mo Chengyun could already be Rated as a master craftsman.
After Ling Yi, Lou Gao, Tiefu Tu, Ah Gu, Tai Tan, Shangguan Tianyou, and Tang Hao, he is the eighth master craftsman in Douluo Continent!
At this time, Mo Chengyun, the eighth master craftsman in the world, was holding the martial spirit "Huanshou Sword" in one hand and the magic weapon "Dragon Scale Sword" in one hand, slowly bringing the two closer until they were close to each other...
(End of this chapter)