The originally silent underground furnace was finally lively after half a month of high temperature refining.

"Master, the Thousand Refined Essence Gold has all melted!"

"Rongyuan Golden Silk is ready!"

"Ice ......"

A sturdy man dressed in a short beat, even shirtless, carried around one by one the rough blacksmithing tools.

Ruta and a few masters stood by the fire, chatting casually.

Lu Chuan was also standing beside him, but his mind was obviously not on the refining that was about to start, but frowning and pondering something.

"Humph!"

Ruta glanced at him, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "The old man only opens the furnace refining a few times a year, and some people really don't know what to do!"

"Huh!"

When Lu Chuan heard this, he came back to his senses from his contemplation and said with a smile, "Let the seniors laugh, it's really that your "Thousand Hundred Uniques" is too exquisite, and the younger generations are happy to see the hunting, and they don't know the taste of food!"

"You ......"

Ruta's round eyes widened, and anger welled up on his black face.

Several middle-aged men looked at Lu Chuan with sneering faces, and some people looked at Lu Chuan without concealing their anger, as if they were ready to make a move at any time.

It's no wonder that Lu Chuan used that small bellows to make the method, and took away the ancestral practice of the blacksmith workshop, that is, "A Thousand Absolute Pieces".

Even if Lu Ta said that he gave Lu Chuan a Xuanbing Treasure Knife, and he made it himself, it was unsuccessful.

Although Ruta was reluctant, when he thought of the bellows that had a huge impact on the entire refining industry, he could only bury himself in the corners and eat ashes, and finally had to pinch his nose and admit it.

If he was ruthless enough to kill Lu Chuan, or if he could resist the pressure of the blacksmith's century-old reputation being ruined, maybe he didn't need to.

It's a pity that the teachings that Master Lu has received since childhood have long been integrated into his bones.

Just like his virtuosity, he is best known for his quality!

This is a man to be respected!

It is precisely because of this that Lu Chuan dared to use that method to manipulate Ruta, even if the two were not very happy when they first met.

If you are someone else, they will give it if they want it, and there is no loss to him anyway.

At most, it is to get revenge back later!

Even, if he were a narrow-minded person with the strength of Luta, Lu Chuan would not even be able to find a corpse at this time, and he might even have become ashes.

But even if he did it all over again, Lu Chuan would never give up, and even did it a little more ruthlessly, ensuring that his life was safe while getting this exercise.

There is no it, just because this "Thousand Thousand Uniques" is a work that directly points to the top of a product, and faintly touches the innate exercises, second only to "Hundred Poisons and Golden Body".

Not only that, this method combines internal and external training, and at the same time, you can cultivate internal qi and temper the physical body, which can be described as a superb exercise!

For Lu Chuan's significance, it is even more extraordinary.

"Hundred Poisons and Golden Body" pointed out the way above the innate for him, but this road is extremely bumpy, and it is not even a sheep intestine path.

After all, he was going to take the path of creating the most suitable exercises for himself.

But "A Thousand Pieces" is different, it has two characteristics, and both of them have extremely profound annotations.

Lu Chuan's acquisition of this exercise can be described as a tiger's wings.

This person owes a lot of favor!

In order to pass on the merits, Lu Chuan felt it the most, and those knife-like eyes in the open and in the dark, even if they were as strong as he was now, they all felt like a mang's back.

Even, more than once, I have felt the piercing murder.

There is no doubt that in order to ensure that the ancestral exercises are not passed on, these craftsmen who only know how to make blacksmiths on weekdays have moved to kill.

In the end, he didn't make a move, and it can only be said that Ruta suppressed everything.

Don't look at the old man and the young man blowing their beards and glaring now, as if the conflict is about to break out, but only the two of them know that this is just an appearance.

Even if the art is not passed on, Lu Chuan knows that he owes a big favor.

Although Ruta has obtained the method of bellows making and is very effective in using it for basic ironmaking, he does not have much benefit to himself.

Even, it will soon be imitated.

An ancestral "Thousand Pieces", in exchange for the improvement of the entire refining industry.

I have to say that Luta's character is definitely the top-notch existence that Lu Chuan has seen in his two lives.

How could Lu Chuan not be respected?

So, he taught him some of the skills he knew, including the improvement of the bellows and the knowledge of the past life of the stove.

It's a pity that Lu Chuan is not a professional and doesn't know much.

But when it comes to the use of knowledge, the world in which the previous life was located is more than a draw above here.

Just a few bits and pieces of fur are enough to benefit Ruta a lot.

And Lu Ta didn't hide it, although he didn't teach it directly, he also taught Lu Chuan many tricks, so that he didn't take many detours, so that he wouldn't have a good time in vain.

After all, "A Thousand Absolute Exercises" is a superb exercise, and the difficulty of cultivation can be imagined.

It's just that this kind of mutual pointing, in the eyes of people who don't know what's going on, is like being angry with each other, and it's not pleasing to the eye.

Whew!

As he spoke, a heat wave rolled in, the bolt of the stove door was opened, and the heat wave was rolling, making the entire basement seem to be distorted, and even the human form looked changing.

"Let's go!"

Ruta's expression changed, extremely solemn, and with a wave of his big hand, three sets of scale armor were thrown directly on top of the three anvils.

Except for this master blacksmith, there were two middle-aged people standing next to the rest of the anvils, and there were three young disciples beside them.

Snort!

Spoonfuls of unknown metal solution were fished out by the clay spoon, and in a flash, they turned into thousands of sparks and landed on the scale armor.

"Hey, that's ......"

Lu Chuan's pupils shrank and he gasped.

He was not mistaken, every star spot landed accurately on a piece of scale armor.

Moreover, no Ruta could do it, and the other two masters who surrounded an anvil all worked together, one swaying, and the other staring at the scale armor.

Any star point is cheaper, it will be corrected at the first time, or it will bounce away.

The terrible thing is that the scales on a pair of scale armor, hundreds, or even thousands, rely on their own control and eyesight, and the use of power, so that each piece is no more and no less, it is a little spark.

With such exquisite control and exquisite techniques, even Lu Chuan would never be able to do it if he asked himself.

Ruta, in particular, swayed a spoonful of pure gold molten iron, and soon it was covered with an entire set of scale armor, forming dark and shiny stars.

Bite!

After half an hour and hundreds of spoonfuls of pure gold molten iron were sprinkled, Ruta didn't even have a drop of sweat on his forehead, and finally swung his first hammer.

But in Lu Chuan's ears, it was incomparably beautiful, like the fairy sound of a pearl falling on a jade plate, tinkling, crisp and pleasant.

On the other hand, the other four masters were not only nearly half slower than Ruta, but even the sound of the hammer was a little dull.

With his eyesight, he could vaguely distinguish that the hammer method of the four masters had a little imperceptible gradual break every time.

Only Ruta, the master, every time the hammer drops, it can be said that there is no room for it, it is like a wave that stretches endlessly, one after the other, as if endless!

"Thousand Hammer Method!"

Lu Chuan took a deep breath, his heart was inexplicably touched, and he looked at Master Ruta, who was wielding a hammer like rain, and the complicated color in his eyes flashed.

From the very beginning, leaving him in the basement and watching the whole process of building armor, Lu Chuan knew that this matter was not simple.

After all, the law cannot be passed on lightly.

Is there any such thing as letting outsiders observe the whole process of building skills?

Obviously, Master Ruta was using another silent method to teach him his skills by word and deed.

This favor is too heavy, even more than the love of passing on the merits.

Lu Chuan had the heart not to look over, but he was silent for a long time, and he still watched silently.

If nothing else, Ruta must have asked for something else, otherwise he would not be so willing to pay.

After all, the two don't have much friendship.

But in the same way, even if he really wants something else, the price paid is too great, so big that Lu Chuan can't bear to refuse, and he doesn't want to refuse.

A first-class powerhouse, and it is very likely that he has touched the realm of the innate grandmaster, personally teaches him by words and deeds, and uses the simplest and most direct method to teach him the art industry.

This is Lu Chuan's biggest opportunity since he came into contact with martial arts, and it is almost on par with the reborn creation in the Dragon Pool in the Sun Moon Gorge.

Lu Chuan was hungry and thirsty, silently observing, from not being able to see the hammer shadow of Luta, first seeing the techniques of the four masters, to gradually mastering the laws of Luta's hammer method.

Although, if he really fights, he will definitely not be able to take even one and a half moves, but it is like opening a door to the Sunshine Avenue!

In the past, many problems that could not be figured out and could only rely on strong hope control to reluctantly integrate together seemed to be solved.

After more than half an hour, Lu Chuan's breath changed again and again, and the originally somewhat fluctuating aura gradually became more restrained and calm, like fine iron that had withstood thousands of hammers.

Only he knew that the benefits were far greater than they seemed.

It is not only the recovery of the injuries in the body, but also the smooth path of the mixed yuan golden body, and more through the hammer method of Master Ruta, the overall arrangement of his own complex martial arts skills.

In the past, what Lu Chuan learned and practiced was extremely mixed and varied.

Although he has a lot of skills, he is distracted after all, even if he has always paid attention to excellence.

But now, in his exploration, he has finally found a way to integrate various martial arts into one, even if it is just a concept.

Lu Chuan can use his own talent to integrate various martial arts and create "Mixed Yuan Golden Body".

However, martial arts are different, requiring a long period of accumulation and attempts, and even to avoid improper use of martial arts, which can cause damage to the body.

In severe cases, it may even damage the meridians, go mad and die, and physical injury is the least symptom.

After more than two hours, when Lu Chuan looked at Lu Ta, who was gradually slowing down and sweating profusely, his breath was already calm and restrained, like an uncarved stubborn stone.

But as the old saying goes, the gods are obscure!

Only people with a real eye can see that Lu Chuan's current state is in an introverted process that is similar to the obscurity of a divine object.

When Lu Chuan really absorbs and digests what he has gained this time, there will definitely be amazing changes.

At this time, Ruta had already stopped first, and his hands were like shuttles, as if threading a needle, connecting all the scales with an extremely thin, almost indistinguishable silk thread.