On the Tianming City, the blue sky is thousands of miles, a majestic stone tablet stands in the center of the city, from the bottom of the monument upwards two golden dragons entwined upward, until the top, the golden light flashes, shining in all corners of the city.

It was the 'power of resentment', and its subtle technique was injected into the stone tablet, and then erupted from the mouth of the golden dragon and swayed in Tianming City.

The 'power of resentment' is the basic thing of a cultivator, it is the nascent source of this heaven and earth, and being able to arrange such a huge formation in the city is enough to show the wealth of Tianming City.

In the Heavenly Spirit Continent, speaking of the reason for the 'power of resentment', a plague called 'resentful spirit' once spread rampantly in the continent, and was later controlled by the strong human beings into the 'power of resentment', and became the foundation of the Heavenly Spirit Continent, which has the effect of strengthening people's bodies and improving people's spirituality, and has become the basis for everyone to cultivate.

In the city, in the basement of a forging martial arts shop, a young man had a solemn face, his eyes firmly fixed on the furnace in front of him, his body did not move at all, but his palms kept flipping.

The boy was dressed in a cloth coat, and his unkempt, mop-cloth-like hair looked like a head that hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

Not far away, an equally sloppy old man lay on the ground, snoring like thunder.

Snore...

The old man's hair was gray, his face was dry and wrinkled, and there was a wine gourd poured beside him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and two blushes crept up his face, undisturbed by the young man's movements.

In the Ding Furnace, a long knife rolled in the Ding Furnace, the fire rose from under the blade, the long knife was ruddy under the licking of the fire, and three purple fine lines vaguely appeared on the knife body.

Airplanes...

The furnace in front of him was buzzing, and the boy and the furnace stood opposite each other!

Drink!

The young man's constantly flipped palm seemed to be an extremely mysterious seal, and all the 'resentful powers' in the basement followed the changes of the seal, converging into the Ding Furnace.

When the 'power of resentment' poured into the furnace, the fire changed from big to small, and the young man suddenly exerted his strength, and the flames in the furnace were flourishing, and the fire on the wall was jumping, reflecting on the young man's dirty face.

At this time, if you look closely, the boy is only twelve or thirteen years old.

The 'power of resentment' gathered in the Ding furnace, the basement was also affected, and a strong wind was raised!

The drunken old man shuddered violently, smashed his mouth a few times, and turned over and began to mumble in his mouth.

"Quickwood, fill me with wine!"

A pair of palms like dead wood groped around for a while, counted the effort, and finally found the wine gourd beside him, and then abandoned it high and threw it to the young man's side.

The young man named Liumu was as steady as a rock, staring at the flames in the furnace, and those eyes seemed to be able to see through the light of the fire and see through everything inside!

This is the third weapon with a three-rank magic pattern!

Quickwood whispered in a voice that could only be heard by himself, and his eyes skimmed over to a pile of scrap metal lying quietly beside him, if ordinary people were here, they would definitely be shocked by Quickwood's words.

Three-rank magic pattern!

You must know that the city lord of Tianming City only used a four-grade demon pattern halberd, and he still gathered countless skilled craftsmen in the city and invested a lot of materials to forge it.

How difficult it is to forge the weapon of the Three Rank Demon Pattern, only those who possess him know.

And the young man in front of him, as soon as he opened his mouth, he had already broken two weapons with a three-grade demon pattern, how many people would be blushing if they were sold outside.

The long knife in the furnace began to riot, as if it felt the contempt of the flowing wood, it began to resist, even if the weapon of the three-grade demon pattern was useless, the 'power of resentment' contained in it should not be underestimated!

Scold!

Liumu burst into a loud voice, his arm almost lost control, the corners of his mouth skimmed, and the firelight passed through the messy hair, reflecting on a dirty face, his expression was dignified, confident and focused.

The continuous heat wave radiated outward from the furnace in bursts!

The old man not far away was finally awakened, and his feet hung in the air, and he sat up suddenly, rubbing his eyes.

Sensing that the 'power of resentment' in the basement actually began to gather, and some frantically chased after it, forming a thermal vortex visible to the naked eye with the Ding furnace as the center.

His face sank, thinking that it was someone who was fighting, so he immediately became vigilant, and subconsciously accumulated the 'power of resentment' in his body, and a dark resentful spirit slowly emerged behind him.

This old man's strength should not be underestimated!

His eyes searched around, and finally his eyes locked on the quickwood boy not far away, and then he slowly settled down and dispersed the gradually solidifying resentful spirits behind him.

"This kid, who dreams all day long, how much good wine can he exchange for a three-grade magic pattern weapon. The old man eased his mind, grabbed a wine jug and poured it violently, lay on his side, and watched the play with his head in some swelling and pain.

In the past few months, I have seen such a scene many times, and it is still an indescribable joy to see this kid when he failed again.

Buzzing..

The furnace shook, the fire was dazzling, the long knife was bathed in the raging fire, the whole body was bright and dazzling, and the three purple lines became extremely eye-catching under the scorching flames, and the shape was like a dragon twisted.

Suddenly, I felt that the three lines came alive.

Liumu's face was solemn, this was the third time he had seen such a situation, the Ding Furnace riot did not make him feel a trace of panic, he understood that this was just the beginning...

With a shake of the arm, a cloth bag flew out from his waist and went straight to the furnace, and the cloth bag entered the furnace and turned into ashes in an instant after the scorching flames, and dozens of fiery red spars suddenly appeared in front of him.

Drink!

Liumu's legs were slightly bent, his left hand continued to flip the handprint, his right arm was straight to his chest, and his mouth burst into a shout, and the fire of the furnace was great!

Half an hour ago,

The old man was still lying in the distance and watching leisurely, but when Liumu threw so many red blast stones into the Ding furnace at one time, the old man's face began to become serious.

"This red blaststone is not a good thing, it is not good to control it by melting so much at one time, and your little life is not guaranteed. ”

The old man was still shocked by the boldness of the flowing wood.

However, the look of appreciation in his eyes is even better.

Red Blaststone is a forging stone commonly used in the forging technology of Tianming City, and its function is as its name suggests, it is flammable and explosive when heated, and it is extremely difficult to control.

Forging a weapon is to engrave a magic pattern on the weapon, and the inscription of the magic pattern requires extremely high energy.

After several generations of exploration in Tianming City, they finally discovered that the frenzied power emitted by smelting red blaststones could engrave magic patterns on weapons, and the success rate was extremely high, and since then, this method has continued to this day.

Sure enough, the red blast stone began to shake violently after being heated continuously, and the Ding furnace also began to tremble a little, and it was the first time that such a number of red blast stones and driftwood were smelted together.

Click...

The red blaststone slowly shattered completely, turning into a reddish liquid, and a violent force came out of the liquid, filling the Ding Furnace.

The Ding Furnace shook wildly, and the violent power hit the Ding Wall in all directions, and finally found a catharsis at the mouth of the Ding Furnace, gushing out, and rushing straight to Liumu's chest.

"Humph!"

The flowing wood arm is horizontal, protecting the handprint that controls the flame, the role of this Ding furnace is also reflected, and the energy spewed out is only partial, and most of it is still in the Ding furnace.

The weapon of the three-rank demon pattern, he has already failed twice, this kind of formation is already a little familiar, after the arm resisted the first heat wave, he accelerated the speed of dissolving the red blaststone, and finally slowly collected the hot solution.

Liumu's eyes flashed, and he finally realized one thing, that is, to depict the fourth magic pattern, it requires more violent power!

If the first three grades of the magic pattern inscription only require extremely high requirements for the weapon material, then this fourth magic pattern has strict requirements for the forging material, that is, the power of the red blaststone.

The first Demon Pattern Driftwood used one Red Blaststone, the second used three, and the third only used five.

With a horizontal heart, he put in fifteen red blast stones at one time!

Looking at the roaring Ding furnace, the face of the flowing wood was extremely solemn.

This is the important realization that Liumu obtained at the cost of shattering two weapons with a three-rank magic pattern!

The fourth pattern required three times the energy of the third, which could consume his life with the amount of rage that could consume his life.

"Hmph, I'm going to do it this time!" Liumu suddenly said.

Drink!

The heat wave was like a fiery lion pushing past his ears, and his messy hair blew straight back, revealing a young face, and a sense of confidence overflowed on his face.

The energy of fifteen red blast stones is enough to directly blow up a third-grade beast clan, and there is nothing left, no wonder the old man said before, his life is not guaranteed!

Zizi...

The flowing wood urged the 'power of resentment' to squeeze the red blaststone that had melted into liquid into a thin line and burst it on the knife body, rinsing back and forth, repeatedly drawing a strange pattern, that pattern was mysterious and weird, it seemed to be able to accumulate the 'power of resentment' in the furnace, and then release it with great power.

Finally, the embryo of the fourth magic pattern slowly emerged!

"It's going to be?!" a flash of joy flashed in Liumu's earnest eyes.

"It seems that as long as it continues to be maintained, this fourth magic pattern will definitely succeed!"

The old man was secretly surprised, he didn't expect that Liumu could have such an understanding of forging, it was really not easy to find out this with three broken weapons, if it was a person with mediocre qualifications, I was afraid that it would be difficult to comprehend it for a lifetime.

Shaking the empty wine jug in his hand, the old man smiled slightly, looking at the driftwood with satisfaction, the kid in front of him was really the biggest treasure he had picked up.

Click...

A slight crack appeared on the Ding furnace, and the flowing wood frowned, now it is the most critical moment, this Ding furnace can't bear it!

"Drink!

His teeth clenched together, and his eyes were fixed on the fourth magic pattern that emerged from the long knife, which was still a little closer.

"Hold on for another twenty breaths, that's enough!"

Liumu looked at the remaining red blaststone solution and whispered.

Five breaths...

Ten breaths...

Twelve breaths...

Click... Click...

Two crisp sounds sounded, and Liumu's face sank, knowing that the big thing was not good, the energy of fifteen red blaststones, this Ding furnace couldn't even survive twenty breaths!

"Ding Lu still can't stand this violent force, it has reached its limit!" The old man sat up straight suddenly, sensing the abnormality and preparing to take action immediately, just in case.

"One last step away!" Quickwood gritted his teeth.

The old man's eyes were shining, and he said in his heart: "This magic pattern has been drawn, but if the 'power of resentment' is not injected into the magic pattern before the Ding furnace is completely shattered, then everything will be in vain." ”

Flowwood naturally knows this!

Looking at the Ding Furnace where the crack was getting bigger and bigger, Liumu showed a ruthless face, poured out the last red blast stone in one go, and then urged the 'power of resentment' in the Ding Furnace to follow the magic pattern to operate!

Rumble!...

In one place in Tianming City, a loud noise suddenly broke out, and many hidden cultivators were looking for prestige!