Chapter 40: Voice Control

"Dang!"

The sound of the hammer is agitated, majestic and majestic, and the sound of the hammer is loud, as if the thunder of the sky is resounding in the nine skies, with a domineering spirit that is no one else!

At this time, Yang Peng stood straight, but he swept away the appearance of "bad water" just now, and became extremely solemn.

Although that face is still immature, it has faintly revealed a demeanor of everyone!

What a gamble, what a tall boy, it seems to be thrown aside.

With this hammer sound, people invariably focused their eyes on this young man in a coarse cloth jacket and trousers. They felt that at this moment, an incomparably sacred aura emanated from Yang Peng's body, permeating the hall, diluting the pungent smell of sulfur.

It was as if this scourge had changed in an instant.

"Shhh...... This scourge ......"

Including Xiahou Ting, everyone's eyes changed, and their expressions also became serious with the change of Yang Peng's momentum.

At this moment, the change in Yang Peng's momentum made him invisibly dominate the entire hall.

"A heavy hammer is a smash, a light hammer is a hit!"

Suddenly, a mantra came out of Yang Peng's mouth, which was one of the formulas of the three styles and twelve forging techniques that the king master had recited when he hung his schoolbag.

"Smash, when it is like a thunderbolt, the mountains fall, the rivers and the sea fall, unstoppable!" heard Yang Peng's mouth shout, the hammer in his hand roared from behind, drew a glittering arc above his head, brought out a cold wind, and hugged his head down-

"Click!"

A bang sounded, as if there was a force of ten thousand jun rushing straight down from the sky, and it was like a big star outside the sky cutting through the sky and falling to the earth!

The hammer head of Yang Peng's sledgehammer smashed the iron ingot, and slammed the iron ingot in front of him flat!

Just now, the tall young man once took out twelve metal ingots and asked Yang Peng to forge them with twelve techniques, but Yang Peng refused.

It's not that he can do it, but that he doesn't want to.

Yang Peng has been practicing the forty-eight styles of "Forging and Hammer Method" for more than two years in the tool workshop in Bow City, and he is already familiar with the changes of each style, the use of each style, and the corresponding true qi operation route in the body behind each style.

Just now, it was re-combed again, and the understanding was deeper!

This superficial three-style and twelve forging techniques is just a piece of cake in his eyes.

He "smashed" it with this hammer, and he didn't use the power of his body, but relied on the true power carried by the operation of the true qi in his body.

The tall boy also smashed such an iron ingot with a hammer, but at this time, people always felt that it was something worse than Yang Peng.

Yes, it's domineering!

Not to mention an expert like the king weaponist, even in the eyes of a layman like Xiahou Yun, the momentum shown by this hammer, Yang Peng has already thrown off the tall boy a few streets!

This hammer was smashed down, as he said: "When it is like a thunderbolt, the mountains fall, the rivers and the sea fall, unstoppable!"

"Regiment!"

Yang Peng shouted, the strength in his body flowed, and the strength on his arms suddenly appeared, and he saw that the iron piece under the hammer was raised again and turned into a round iron lump.

"Wang Artifact Master, can my 'smashing' style just now be enough to get the name of that Artifact Master?" Yang Peng shouted.

"Enough!

Over there, the king master who was squatting in front of the furnace got up and let out a heartfelt sigh of admiration.

Don't look at this just one sentence of praise, it shows that Yang Peng definitely has the qualifications comparable to a one-star maker now!

"Dang!"

Another hammer sounded, and compared to the "smash", this one was crisp and bright. It is like an explosion in the clear sky in summer, and the aftermath is dignified, sweeping the sky, and it is like the sound of ice explosion coming from the mirror-like ice field in winter, which makes people's hearts throb and their souls tremble!

"Hit, when it is like hitting a chime! The chime sound is long, straight through the heart! Do you think so?" This sentence is not half-written and half-white, as soon as this sentence came out, the dignified eyes looked at the tall boy over there.

Yang Peng's two hammers fell, telling his understanding of the hammer method. Although it can't be regarded as the true meaning of these two hammer methods, it has also entered the house. Even the tall boy's eyes flashed with approval.

However, the praise was also fleeting, and in its place was a hint of jealousy.

This tall boy doesn't look like he looks big and three thick, he usually looks like he is tolerant of all rivers, but now he has lost due restraint due to his weak mental strength, and his true nature is fully revealed.

"Hmph!" the tall boy snorted.

"Alas!"

There was a lament from there, "I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me." When the tall boy appeared in his current situation, he must have thought that he was forced by Yang Peng, and he naturally hated Yang Peng to death. This Yang Peng went to ask him, I'm afraid he was self-inflicted!"

A well-mannered and well-mannered official grinned, shook his head again and again, and disagreed with Yang Peng's question to the tall boy at this time.

"You don't understand that. The king artifact master over there glanced at him, "Yang Xiaoyou's two hammers are deep in the essence of forging." That tall boy had taken out twelve iron ingots just now to test Yang Xiaoyou. Cast it with papaya, and repay it with Qiong Yao. Yang Xiaoyou is repaying virtue with resentment, and he is also fulfilling his wish just now!"

"It's just that the disciples of the Cardinal Academy have been blinded by hatred that day, and I'm afraid they will live up to Yang Xiaoyou's good intentions!"

The city official with Na'e Guanbo continued to shake his head.

Obviously, he shook his head again and again because of the strength of a tall boy.

"This son is amazing!"

But Xiahou Yun was amazed in his heart, "Look at that figure, look at that momentum, where is there still a small calamity, this is clearly a sect master's demeanor!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly worry about his bottle of beast blood.

"Hmph, the cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion, our boss doesn't need it!" Over there, hearing people's discussions, "Earth and the sky" was a shout.

"Pressure, first light and then heavy, accumulation is the key; grinding, expanding according to the situation, not repeating; knocking is to explore the inside, and the point must be penetrated!

But seeing that Yang Peng was constantly talking about mantras, the hammer in his hand suddenly lifted and fell. When lifted, it is like a mountain pressing into the air, which is suffocating, and when it falls, it is like a torrent falling into a stream, which is unstoppable.

"Light first and then heavy, accumulation is the key, expand according to the situation, do not make repeated ......" these three styles and 12 kinds of techniques mantra is still the first to be recited by the king craftsman. But now, the royal artifact master was muttering to himself, looking at Yang Peng's hammer in his eyes, and Yang Peng's words ringing in his ears, re-appreciating the essence of these styles.

Obviously, it touched him a lot.

"Accumulation is essential, do not make repeated...... These two sentences are not in the original formula, presumably his own understanding, and if you think about it carefully, it is indeed the true meaning of the two decisions of 'pressing' and 'grinding'!"

The handsome young man couldn't help muttering to himself, slowly stood up, unconsciously used his hand as a hammer, and followed the drill.

"Zheng!"

Another sound sounded, like the sound of an empty mountain lyre, and it was a heavy hammer striking to distinguish the tire, and then there was a "poof", and a finger-thick air flow gushed out from the head of the hammer, and hit the iron ingot, and a deep hole appeared.

The essentials of "knocking" and "pointing" are all in these two hammers!

"The shore water caresses the sand, the cycle repeats, and kneades it!"

Yang Peng recited in his mouth, the sledgehammer in his hand was tightly pressed against the iron ingot, and his figure was like a small boat swinging waves, swaying back and forth with the kneading of the sledgehammer, and like the wind blowing willow branches and shore water caressing sand.

"The big waves brush the rocks, and they will never return, and they will rush also!"

The voice suddenly became high. But seeing the hammer in Yang Peng's hand, he suddenly shook violently, and a heavy wave of true qi in his body rushed out from the hammer, forming ripples. It seems like water waves are flowing, and it is like air vibrating. With a "bang", the wave-like surging true qi rolled over like a wave, washing towards the iron ingot that had turned into a round lump.

Immediately, the surface of the iron ingot was also a heavy ripple, undulating up and down with the shaking of the sledgehammer.

"Smashing, beating, pressing, grinding, knocking, pointing, kneading, punching, two types of eight methods, or inside or outside, or shaping, or into acupoints, or into a change of veins, or into a vein!"

"Do you think so?"

The burning gaze was still looking at the tall boy.

But at this time, Yang Peng had obviously entered the state, but he seemed to be a mad demon. I saw that although his figure did not use kicking steps, it also revolved around the anvil in the center. Sometimes forward, sometimes backward, sometimes left and sometimes right, just like colorful butterflies shuttling through the sea of flowers, like swimming fish swinging their tails in the aquatic plants.

The hammer in the hand is in the shuttle of the body, suddenly lifting and falling, smashing and beating, pressing and grinding, knocking and pointing, kneading and rushing......

At this time, the hall of the City Lord's Mansion was already filled with the sound of metal crashing.

Sometimes it is pleasant like a wind chime, sometimes it sounds like thunder, sometimes it is like a thousand bells and chimes ringing together, and sometimes it is like ten thousand axes and axes!

And everyone in the hall is also sometimes roaring in their heads, sometimes their hearts tremble, and some people's faces can't help but follow Yang Peng's hammer sound when they are happy and sad, and their bodies are still and moving!

At this moment, the entire hall was dominated by Yang Peng's hammer sound!

"This ......"

Listening to the sound of the hammer, the king artifact couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, "Could it be that Yang Xiaoyou has already begun to touch the legendary mysterious realm?"

"No way!" he then denied himself.

Any kind of profession, such as a pill pharmacist, during the alchemy, the herbs are thrown into the Dan furnace, watching the flames rise, smelling the fragrance of the medicine wafting out, and the body and mind are immersed in it and cannot extricate themselves, they will enter an extremely mysterious alchemy realm.

Another example is the formation mage, when the formation lines extend in their hands, the array weapons shine in front of themselves, and look at the powerful power controlled by themselves, attacking, defending, killing, killing, life and killing, let themselves master, indulge in their own creation, their own control, they will also enter a kind of freewheeling and free realm.

In this realm, whether it is a pill pharmacist or a formation mage, they can all exert themselves extraordinarily, think what they usually dare not think, and do what they usually cannot, so as to create miracles.

Legend has it that the same is true of the crafting utensils, and there are many mystical realms. One of them only appears in the hammer forging stage, which is called "sound control"!