Chapter 10: Refining Vessels is also Casting Hearts
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Thinking of the original edict, Elder Langhuo laughed so much that his face wrinkled into a ball, and the tea in his mouth almost squirted out.
The dragon madness was also quite surprised, what kind of medicine was sold in this Qin Huaizhan's gourd?
However, he didn't bother to delve into it, took a sip of tea, and asked, "Elder Langhuo, I don't know how the outer disciples usually cultivate?" ā
This is what he is most concerned about.
After thinking for a moment, Elder Langhuo smiled and said, "Well, disciples with ordinary qualifications generally practice exercises and strive to improve their strength, better disciples learn skills such as runes and magic patterns, and top disciples mainly learn refining weapons in the early stage." ā
Hearing this, Long Mad was a little crying and laughing, although he was an outer disciple, but this arrangement was upside down!
Seeing his appearance, Elder Langhuo was not surprised, still smiling with a smile on his face, and said slowly, "Why don't I take you to the refining workshop and show you how to refine weapons?" ā
"Then there's Elder Lao Langhuo." The dragon madness nodded, he also wanted to see the mystery of refining weapons, the importance of which was actually better than the cultivation of the method.
When he stood up, Xiaobai jumped down and lay on the square table, with his eyes closed, looking sleepy.
Slightly stunned, Long Madness shook his head, thinking that this cowardly guy was going to harass the female disciple again!
He smiled helplessly, and followed in the footsteps of Elder Langhuo.
Sure enough, as soon as the two of them walked away, a white light flew from the courtyard of the back mountain to Liuxiang Peak.
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When they walked up the mountain path of Casting Heart Peak, the outer disciples on the road stopped one after another and saluted Elder Langhuo.
When they saw the dragon madness, many people still had a trace of gratitude in their eyes.
Elder Langhuo suddenly slowed down and asked quite kindly, "Little madness, why do you always have hatred in your eyes?" ā
"Because of hatred, I live."
The dragon madness did not shy away from it, but when he thought of the deep hatred in the sea of blood, his tone was extremely cold, and even the scorching aura around him was diluted a little.
To his surprise, instead of persuasion or accusation, Elder Langhuo had a little relief in his voice: "Well, it's good that people know why they are alive. ā
"Then why are you alive?"
This sentence blurted out, and even the dragon madness himself was a little surprised.
"Just like you." Elder Langhuo in front of him paused for a moment, and soon continued to step on the mountain road, and his figure suddenly became a little lonely.
The answer was very direct, which made the dragon madness feel confused, and he felt that he could not understand this elder more and more.
After a short time, the two turned right from the fork in the middle of the mountainside, walked dozens of zhang, and came to a square hole more than two zhang high and nearly four zhang wide.
A blazing breath rushed out from inside the door, and the dragon madness felt like a falling furnace, almost stagnating.
Fortunately, the meridians in the body Xiao Zhou Tian sped up on their own, and the chaotic aura was quickly adjusted, so that he did not show the appearance of embarrassment.
"Let's go."
Elder Langhuo's ruddy face showed a look of satisfaction, and he smiled as he stepped up the flint-paved underground staircase.
Without hesitation, the dragon madness followed.
The stairs meander and twist, and bursts of fire gush from below, making people feel extremely hot.
After only half an hour of walking, the dragon madness was already panting, not because of fatigue, but because of inhaling the hot air, his lungs were extremely uncomfortable, and it was a little difficult to breathe.
However, he was stoic and conceited, and he did not slow down, endured physical discomfort, and closely followed Elder Langhuo in front of him.
After suffering for a long time, I have adapted to the scorching environment a little, and the sound of metal knocking one after another sounded in my ears.
Turning a corner, a huge underground cavern appeared in front of him, and in the central cavern with a circle of dozens of feet, a stream of flames erupted, and the red fire was quite dazzling.
Dozens of shirtless youths were smelting metal, hammering embryos, or sketching patterns......
They didn't seem to notice Elder Langhuo's arrival, so they didn't have any distractions and continued to be busy refining weapons.
The fire was blazing and scorching, and the dragon madness was already dizzy, and even his eyes began to dim.
The heat is unbearable, if mining in the mine on a hot day was like being in a furnace, now it feels like swimming in magma.
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"These senior brothers are the top talents of Tianxuan Sect."
Elder Langhuo walked to a furnace, pinched up a simple set of fire-starting techniques, and an orange-red flame suddenly ignited, then used refractory tongs to pick up two small pieces of pure gold and put them in the furnace, turned his head and asked, "What weapons do you usually use?" ā
At this time, the dragon madness was gritting his teeth to endure the burning sensation from the flames in the furnace, and when he heard the question, he squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Knife." ā
"Knives, wide open and closed, weapon overlord. It's a pity that Tianxuanzong's top weapon code only has the "Seven Star Red Yang Sword Technique". As he spoke, the pure gold in the furnace had melted and slowly flowed into the cauldron.
After waiting for half an hour, Elder Langhuo poured the essence liquid in the cauldron back into the furnace and said, "There are still impurities, which need to be smelted and purified repeatedly. ā
After a pause, he stared at the blazing flames and said softly: "The temperature of the Infinite Earth Fire is extremely high, and while refining the weapon, I can endure the extremely hot fire, and if I stay here for a long time, the cultivation of the Yuan Shen and the state of mind will far surpass those inner disciples." ā
"That makes sense!"
The dragon nodded wildly, sweat pouring down his face, but before it fell to the ground, it had been dried by the scorching fire, and even his skin was slightly cracked.
The meridians in his body were running faster than six times faster than before, and the fiery aura was absorbed into his body, and there was a stinging and burning sensation in the meridians from time to time.
After a while, the crucible was filled with boiling essence liquid.
"These are galactic sands, which improve the sharpness of weapons."
Elder Langyun sprinkled some pale golden sand into the cauldron, poured the essence liquid back into the furnace, and then threw in a golden spar and a piece of dark iron, explaining, "The golden gui stone can make weapons metallic. Weichang iron, increase the toughness of weapons. ā
After another quarter of an hour, the original purple-gold essence liquid, after cooling, had turned silvery-white.
"Smelting materials is meticulous, and impurities as fine as mustard seeds will ruin the final product. Therefore, refining tools can exercise one's observation and patience very well. Elder Langhuo picked up the cooled mixed metal with refractory tongs, placed it on the black gold anvil, and hammered it into a knife-like blank.
Watching a mass of metal slowly turn into a rough single knife under the hammer of the Xuanjin Hammer, the dragon's interest gradually rose, and he had forgotten the feeling of being hot all over his body.
Elder Langhuo thrashed the knife blank and said solemnly: "The refining weapon is also the casting of the heart. The spirit is not pure, the state of mind is unknown, and it is impossible to cast a good weapon. ā
Two quarters of an hour later, sharpened, a single knife with a chilling light had taken shape.
"Flame, one of the purest ways of aura existence, the endless earth fire surging from the ground is endless, far richer than the aura of Hanging Sword Peak and Chiyang Peak."
As he spoke, Elder Langhuo rested his right index finger on the back of the knife, closed his eyes, and looked solemn.
After a while, he opened his eyes and said with satisfaction: "When beating, you must find the defects on the blank from time to time, and after the blank is formed, you must use the power of the Yuan Shen to investigate it to ensure that nothing goes wrong." ā
After observing for a long time, the dragon madness's eyes turned slowly, as if he had realized that there were so many things to do in refining weapons, and it was much more difficult to practice than to cultivate the method.
Elder Langhuo on the side had already installed an ebony wood handle on the single knife and fixed it with a handle nail.
"Human beings are the spirits of all things, and human blood is better than the blood of all kinds of spirit beasts. This knife is only a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but after carving the second-grade magic pattern, the power is no less than that of a high-grade spiritual weapon without a magic pattern. ā
After a little scrutiny, he forced out two drops of blood on his index finger, slowly carved the law pattern on the back of the knife, and said: "To depict the law pattern, the heart is required to be as meticulous as water, otherwise as long as the wrong line is made, the knife will be ruined." ā
After half an hour, after a crisp knife sound, the single knife of the medium-grade spirit weapon was completed, shining silver and quite exquisite.
"This knife will be sold for a hundred medium-grade spirit stones in the outside world, that is, ten high-grade spirit stones, and the raw materials will not exceed five medium-grade spirit stones. In comparison, what are those inner disciples! Elder Langhuo smiled smugly and threw the single knife in his hand to the dragon madness.
After taking the single knife, the dragon danced wildly a few times, his eyes flashed with excitement, and said, "Okay, I'll learn the refining weapon." ā
"Haha......"
Hearing this decision, Elder Langhuo couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, then climbed on the shoulder of the dragon madness, handed him a piece of purple jade, and then led him back to the ground.
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An hour later, the dragon maniac was full of joy, returned to the courtyard of the back mountain, and just pushed open the door of the living room, a strong smell of rouge gouache came to his face, almost suffocating.
His face kept changing, helpless and angry, and he shouted angrily: "Xiaobai, you ......"
Before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by a spirit fruit.
The spirit fruit melts in the mouth, sweet and delicious, and a gentle breath permeates the body, not only purifying the mind, but also dispelling all the previous fatigue.
The dragon slurred his mouth wildly, the aftertaste was endless, the anger in his heart had already dissipated, and he asked with a smile, "What kind of fruit is this?" ā
"Liuxiang Zhuguo, a specialty of Liuxiangfeng, ripe for a thousand years, is quite rare. Someone else gave me two. "Xiao Bai who was dressed in Dan lip prints again, lying on his side on the soft quilt, with a large plate of various spirit fruits in front of him.
Knowing the origin of this fruit, the dragon maniac felt warm in his heart, and said softly: "I'll go to the study to learn the "Fire Fighting Technique", you haven't recovered your cultivation yet, don't be too ostentatious, be careful of being caught by people with ill intentions and used as a mount." ā
Xiao Bai threw a spirit fruit into his mouth, rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't I pass you the Immortal Fire Recipe?" Why do you still learn these low-level exercises? ā
After being reminded by it, the dragon madness remembered that there were a large number of immortal recipes in the sea of knowledge, and he originally thought that he would not use them, but it seemed that his knowledge was too shallow.
With a slight smile, he stepped out of the hall door and walked to the study on the right.
Before he could comprehend for long, the dragon madness was interrupted by a crisp shout from outside the courtyard, and he was very depressed, and shouted, "Xiaobai, you should hurry up and play with them." ā
However, Xiaobai's weak voice sounded in his head: "I'm sleeping, I can't be too ostentatious......"
It turned out to be angry!
Thinking of this, the dragon couldn't laugh wildly, took a deep breath, and his voice was like thunder: "Please hurry up!" ā