"Bell bell bell . With the sonorous and powerful thrashing sounds, the quenching sound again and again, and the crackling sound of the charcoal fire again and again, the iron pieces that Zhang Wuregret kept beating with hammers and pliers became brighter and brighter, and the hot iron blocks slowly appeared bright red lines as Zhang Wuregret added his own blood again and again, beating like life.

"All things in heaven and earth are angry with their will, with their qi to give birth to their roots, to absorb the aura of heaven and earth with their roots, and to nourish their bodies with their vitality, so that they can grow dry with their roots, branches with branches, leaves with leaves, and peanuts and fruits. With the breathing, Zhang Wuregret slowly ran the "Qi Nourishing Formula" in his heart, and after confirming that he did not drive any heaven and earth aura around him to absorb into his body, and after confirming that he was still a complete waste who could not absorb any heaven and earth aura today, Zhang Wuregret nodded with satisfaction, not that Zhang Wuregret had the idea of masochism, but that Zhang Wuregret had been practicing a technique since he was three years old was too strange.

According to Zhang Wuregret's knowledge, in the Great Thunder Country where he is located, any creature with self-will, even non-living beings who have given birth to spiritual wisdom because of the long years, as long as they have a thought, they have the possibility of cultivating immortals, and it is said that after a certain emperor in ancient times spread the qi cultivation recipe that everyone can cultivate throughout the Great Thunder Country and all the corners of the surrounding countries, any person or thing with knowledge of the sea can cultivate to the Qi refining period at worst, and the size of the sea knowledge is also a key factor in how far a person can cultivate. And Zhang Wuregret was an accident, although Zhang Wuregret was born at the peak of the most basic forging realm, resulting in Zhang Wuregret's mind and body much earlier than his peers, listening to the rumors of neighbors, the entire Great Thunder Country is a rare encounter in a hundred years. Zhang Wuregret's starting point is extremely high, but the starting point is the end, because Zhang Wuregret was born without knowing the sea, and he has no sense of the aura of heaven and earth, except for the congenital forging realm, other children of the same age, at the latest, surpassed Zhang Wuregret at the age of fifteen, making Zhang Wuregret an out-and-out waste. And a waste like Zhang Wuregret, it is said that there may not be one in the entire Dongxuan Continent for ten thousand years, or there may be, but he died without anyone knowing.

The peculiarity of Zhang Wuregret's practice lies in the slightly yellowed manuscript next to his anvil, the handwriting on the cover is beautiful and pleasant, but the name is not very good, called "Striking Iron".

And this iron, the exercises recorded on it, were created by a person who was born without knowing the sea, although for Zhang Wuregret, who memorized this book backwards, this book is mostly only half, and it is impossible to determine how high the senior's cultivation is, and this predecessor did not even write his name into the book, but thanks to this book, Zhang Wuregret did not just stop in a forging realm. However, the requirements of this book are also very harsh, and it is written at the beginning that if you want to practice this book called the practice of striking iron, you must not know the sea, and you can't have a single thing, otherwise the forging materials created by the blood forging technique uniquely recorded in the book will hedge with the true qi in the body when absorbed into the body, and the body will explode and die.

And Zhang Wuregret has practiced this exercise since he was three years old, from absorbing a piece of blood copper the size of a baby's fist every month, to absorbing a whole thousand catties of blood copper when he was nine years old, successfully forging the copper body to perfection, and then starting to cultivate the next layer of wrought iron body, it has been seven years, and tonight, it is the time for Zhang Wuregret to absorb the last twenty catties of blood iron and make himself a perfect time.

"Senior, I see that you are also a poor ghost, although I don't know what your realm is, but I should give you a prescription that can stop bleeding and replenish blood, my father left me gold sore medicine and raw blood powder, I have eaten almost everything, what should I do next?" For Zhang Wuregret, who is already close to the peak of the wrought iron body, although he has no true qi, in the eyes of any person in the Qi refining period, it seems that he can easily defeat Zhang Wuregret, but in fact, Zhang Wuregret has been able to punch a thousand catties at this time, and ordinary weapons can be completely ignored by Zhang Wuregret, even the machete of the top grade of the mortal weapon, and it is also a weapon made by Zhang Wuregret with blood forging, it was completely abolished after only a few uses, and a person in the normal Qi refining period, even if it is a consummation realm, if there is no good weapon in his hand, it is not a threat to Zhang Wuregret。

On weekdays, talking to the manuscript that should have been made by his mother, as well as talking to the hammer and pliers in his hand, has become a daily routine for Zhang Wuregret. "And I have to go through the pain of detachment, and my legs tremble at the thought of me. Zhang Wuregret couldn't help but shudder violently at the thought that once he started the cultivation of forging the silver body, he would be about to leave again.

"Cultivating the old man's exercises, because there is no trace of true qi in the body, ordinary weapons and tools, even if they are divine weapons in front of your eyes, are also scrap iron, but after nearly ten years of thinking, plus the blacksmith who has been working for the Demon Sect "Soul Eater Sect" for a period of time, the old man invented a soul mark that is different from the Soul Eater Sect to absorb the three souls and seven spirits of others, but to extract his own soul and integrate it into the weapon tool, as the body becomes stronger, the weapon that absorbs his own soul will gradually become stronger! And once this thing is not used by you, it is no different from scrap metal in anyone's hands. Zhang Wuregret gently muttered the record of the old-timers in the book, " And the three souls and seven souls of people, the names of those immortal cultivators, the old man really can't remember, and he is too lazy to remember so much, through the old man's observation, the three souls of people are the three souls of heaven, earth and man, and the seven souls of people are divided into seven kinds of joy, anger, sorrow, family and friends, which correspond to the control of human beings over their emotions, and the shaping of the three souls, since you are still reading the first half of the book, you don't have to think about it, move the three souls in vain, not to mention whether you can succeed in leaving the soul, even if you succeed, you can't eat the catastrophe. ”

"Success!" Just when Zhang Wuregret slowly recalled the old man's record in the book, the blood iron that had been built after a few hours finally began to exude a scorching red, if it wasn't for this thing in the basement, I am afraid that everyone in the town would be able to give Zhang Wuregret an the title of a cult with this thing, after all, the picture is too weird.

"Let's go!" Zhang Wuregret saw that the time was ripe, picked up the whole piece of blood iron, and when his palm came into contact with the blood iron, there was a sound of skin burning, but Zhang Wuregret was used to this, so he let part of the skin be burned off, and looked at the blood iron casting that slowly melted into his body with his own contact.

"Hehe, it's still the old man, your exercises are in line with my appetite," Watching the cast iron flow into the body along with the blood vessels in the arm, illuminating the entire arm from the inside, Zhang Wuregret endured the piercing pain and said: "You don't need to memorize the mantra to practice this, otherwise I'm afraid I'm really afraid that I will bite my tongue." ”