Chapter 50: Murder

He has been practicing the forty-eight styles of "Forging and Hammer Method", the real weapon, that is, the short sword engraved with the word "Lay" for the dead tall boy that he had built in the council hall before.

It was created under the guidance of the instrument.

"The second one is called 'Refining Weapons and Refining Weapons'! It is used by some high-level practitioners, and the materials used are not only mortal iron and stubborn iron, but the main material should be pure gold, and even a small amount of grain materials such as yellow scale black iron need to be added. ”

"There is already a qi vein in this kind of weapon, although it does not have spiritual intelligence, but it already has some spirituality. For example, the 'Earth Fire Dragon Soul Sword' that I am going to ask you to create for the underground dark array is a magic weapon, and it is also a low-level refining weapon!"

"Is it low-level?" Yang Peng was surprised.

The instrument man did not answer Yang Peng's surprise, but continued: "Above the weapon refining weapon is the soul soldier horcrux. The main material should be a pattern material such as yellow scale black iron. Of course, if you are a master of weapon making, you can also use pure gold and some special accessories to create a low-level soul weapon horcrux. But no matter what, since it is a soul soldier horcrux, it needs to have a 'soul'! In the process of building, it also needs to be injected with souls like the spirit refining in the body of a practitioner!"

"Of course, it's best to inject a complete soul. However, a wisp of powerful soul thoughts is also possible, but that will make the level of the soul soldier lower. ”

"Above the soul soldiers, there are spiritual soldiers, there are holy soldiers above the spiritual soldiers, there are heavenly soldiers above the holy soldiers, immortal soldiers above the heavenly soldiers, and Taoist soldiers above the immortal soldiers, and only high-level Taoist soldiers and Taoist ......weapons can be created."

"You have to pay attention, I'm talking about Dao Weapon Dao Weapon here, not Dao Pattern Weapon!" Although he knew that Yang Peng couldn't understand some things now, he still emphasized it before continuing: "Only when you reach the level of being able to build a high-level Dao Weapon can you have the qualification to get a glimpse of the Divine Weapon Artifact!"

"There is ...... Qualifications?" Yang Peng muttered, obviously deeply shocked. As for the difference between Dao Pattern Weapons and Dao Weapons, he didn't ask again.

"Do your own calculations, how far is it?" But the instrument man didn't care about the blow Yang Peng received, but looked at Yang Peng and pouted: "If you want to take a hundred elixirs to build a divine weapon, you can think of it!"

"Cut!"

There was disdain on his face, and he looked like he was looking at a turtle.

Yang Peng was speechless and could only cough a few times.

From mortal weapons to training weapons, and then to Taoist weapons, it is necessary to cross several types of weapons such as soul soldiers, spirit soldiers, holy soldiers, heavenly soldiers, and immortal soldiers, but it is still difficult for him to build a mortal soldier now, and he still looks up to the training and refining weapons, how can he talk about divine weapons?

"You show me this...... Oh, these hammers aren't there to show off that you have something to do with the secret weapon palace, are they're not here to hit me?"

I don't talk about the gods anymore.

But there is a strong desire in my heart, that is, "I must create a divine weapon, in the end, I want to see what the divine weapon looks like and how powerful it can be!"

This is what makes Yang Peng unique!

If others had been hit by a lot of weapons and retreated from the words of training to a glimpse of the way of the gods, it would have been possible to run away, but Yang Peng secretly clenched his fists, faced the difficulties, and vowed not to give up until the goal was achieved!

Weng shook his head, "You are now the palace master of the Secret Weapon Palace, these hammers, anvils, furnaces, and sinks, etc., are all for you to use in the future, what am I showing?"

"Hey, I'm just feasting my eyes right now. I can't get it outside......" Yang Peng said, reaching out and grabbing the golden-scaled celestial pattern hammer.

"Thirty-two thousand catties!" The man did not stop, but reported the weight of the hammer.

Yang Peng stopped.

"Even if you have 32,000 catties of strength in your arms, you can't hold it. "The machine strikes again.

"You need mental power! Yang Peng was stupid.

"So, boy, you need to forge your body, you need to forge your soul, ah! you need to lay a good foundation as an artifact maker...... Ah!" The official tone in the mouth of the machine man was full of officialness, and then the words changed: "Hundred elixirs, if I give you a forging body and a forging soul, so that you can shake this hammer immediately, do you still think I am a big pit?"

Qi Weng looked at Yang Peng.

"Then ...... Forge it. Yang Peng muttered.

"Hehe," he said, and there was a hint of smugness in his red eyes. At the same time, there was a strange look that felt palpitations. Especially the latter, Yang Peng couldn't tell it for a while, but he felt palpitations in his heart, as if the device was a "sadist".

"Then please ask the palace master to wear a wide coat and put on an anvil!" waved his hand......

Yang Peng was now naked, lying on the big anvil with dark golden veins like a lying beast. And the device is wearing his black tight-fitting jacket and trousers, standing next to the anvil, with a pair of big horns on the top of his head, as if tasting an artifact, looking left and right on Yang Peng's body, and from time to time pinching here and where with his hands.

Pinching the sore spot, Yang Peng bared his teeth and grinned, and pinching the itchy place caused Yang Peng's body to twist.

It's like a big fish.

The so-called man is a knife, and I am a fish. In fact, Yang Peng also knew in his heart that from the moment he climbed onto the anvil, he had become a fish and meat.

Or it is an artifact used by this "calling beast" to evaluate, evaluate, appreciate, and identify.

"Hmm!"

The crafter nodded, "After two years of forging training, your body as a whole already has the appearance of some craftsmen, and it has a good tire. ”

Hearing this, Yang Peng glared at Qi Weng and did not speak.

Qi Weng pinched Yang Peng's deltoid muscle extending from his shoulders to his back with his hand, and continued to nod, "The strength is hidden but not revealed, hidden but not revealed." Unlike those turtles from the Tianshu Academy, as well as those disciples of the King Weapon Master, they were covered with horizontal flesh and knots all over their bodies, and they looked infinitely powerful, but in fact they had no brute force. If you can't control your physical strength, you're not suitable for being a craftsman at all, so it's no wonder you'll only smash iron ingots into powder with one hammer!"

The gambling battle that took place in the council hall of the City Lord's Mansion didn't really look like a competition between craftsmen in the end.

It has always been criticized by the instrument.

But he didn't say that he got a bottle of ancient beast blood because of this.

The tall boy used the ground pattern hammer to smash the iron ingots of seventy percent of pure gold into flying ashes, and Yang Peng finally smashed ten percent of the iron ingots of pure gold into pieces with two hammers, which was simply a fight between two wild bulls in the eyes of the connoisseur.

He has lost the style of a craftsman.

But this is also understandable, imagine if the makers were like them, and would only smash the material into ashes with a hammer, then what else would they make?

"The control and grasp of power by the craftsman is extremely important. When the hammer falls in the hand, it should be flat or round, long or short...... Flat to a few cents, long to a few cents, oblate or oblong, trapezoidal or triangular, or round diamond without obvious edges and corners...... It takes a lot of control and control!"

"That's the sense of proportion of the maker!"

"Of course, a craftsman needs a lot of strength, and there is spare strength to control and grasp, the so-called weightlifting is light, which is the premise of control, and also needs the proficiency of hammer skills, the so-called practice makes perfect, and the proficiency of skills is the key to control. ”

"But after possessing strength and skill, the coordination, contraction, stretching, and explosion of the tendons, tendons, and bones of the body, the flow of blood in the body, the operation of true qi, the strength of soul power, and even the quality of mood all affect a maker's ability to control on the spot. ”

"The quality of the artifact maker's body, the strength of the soul power, that is the foundation of control!"

"The flow of blood...... Does the mood have anything to do with these?" Yang Peng was a little puzzled, lying on the anvil and asked.

"To achieve the ultimate in any profession, to achieve perfection and full play, it is very demanding to meet various conditions. ”

"The craftsman is a professional maker who makes instruments, and in the future, he will become enlightened with instruments. The so-called "wonderful to the extreme, precise to the extreme, accurate to the minute and second, fine as silk", every trace of precision, every minute and every centimeter of error, that is the highest requirement for the maker!

"If you can't do this, if you want to make a career out of this, and achieve Dao Fruit with this, it's simply impossible!"

"Buzz!"

Speaking of this, he made a move at the hammer frame over there, and a sound startled Yang Peng to climb up directly from the anvil, "What are you doing?"

His eyes flashed, and he saw a forging hammer flying from the iron frame over there directly into the hand of the crafter.

It was the 32,000-pound golden-scale celestial pattern hammer!

"You want to use it to forge my body?" Yang Peng was shocked.

"What's wrong with it?" "Couldn't I have smashed you into ashes with a hammer just like you and the turtles of the Heavenly Academy?"

"That's the Divine Hammer!" Yang Peng reminded, "Even if ten percent of the iron ingots of pure gold are touched by it, they will be flying ashes!"

"What's wrong with the Hammer? You think I'm going to be so disproportionate? It's an insult to me!"

As he said this, he waved the hammer in his hand, "Hum!" Another sound sounded, and Yang Peng felt a force that seemed to be fierce and like a gentle rubbing on his body.

It is said that the strength is lightly kneaded because Yang Peng only feels that he is gently swept by a light breeze, and it is said that the strength is strong because at the moment when the breeze blows his body, it seems that there is a big hand that suddenly "presses" Yang Peng back on the anvil.

And it's still crawling belly down.

"Although the Divine Hammer is domineering, it also sees whose hands it is. In my hands, even if it is any iron, it can be smashed into any shape and form such as iron sheets, iron plates, iron bars, iron ingots, square, flat, round, and long. ”

"That's control!"

But as he spoke, the hammer in his hand was raised sharply, and he swung it downward, "Buzz!" A hammer sound sounded on the hammer head, which was only the size of a fist, and the whole hammer also vibrated in the sound.

One-armed hammer!

The instrument actually performed this style!

"This is really going to kill someone!" Yang Peng shouted......