The dilapidated house, surrounded by no people, has only a few stone troughs, and iron blocks placed randomly on the ground, which are paved with straw beds.

The boy who seems to be seventeen or eighteen is the owner of this house.

The young man skillfully picked up a piece of iron from the ground, put it on the stone slab, and struck the iron block with a hammer of more than 20 catties in his right hand.

呯~呯~呯~

The sound of ear-pumping sounded, only a short hour, has already hit the shape of the iron block, if anyone with forging experience sees it, will be surprised, because the fastest speed in history to beat the sword mold is three hours and fourteen minutes, and the boy only took an hour to make the sword mold, not to mention that there is no one to come, but there is no one before.

But the boy seemed to be accustomed to it, and was not proud of it, and with a blank face, he put the sword in the furnace of the stone trough and burned it, and then drew the sword out.

When he put the sword on the stone slab again, the young man's black moon's eyes revealed seriousness, and he held the hammer and knocked on the sword mold.

Exercise is the proof of the strength of every forger, even if he is as strong as a teenager, he does not dare to say that he can exercise a piece of iron ore without impurities.

The young man who fell into the forging has the momentum of giving up who else he is, and the seemingly ordinary beating contains a deep mystery.

Three seconds, only three seconds between each knock and the next beat, and the position of each knock is exactly the same position, without the slightest deviation, until the other position is changed after nine beatings.

There was no pause in the whole movement, but from the sweat dripping from the boy's forehead, it was faintly clear that the boy was not relaxed at this time.

It didn't take long, half an hour later, the beating sound had ended, and the sword model at this time had taken on a new look, completely lacking its previous appearance, the snow-white sword blade, a trace of sunlight outside the window coincidentally shone on the sword blade, and then refracted to the corner, and the sword blade reflected the young man's face.

[Sword in the mirror], this is a symbol of the sharp weapon, which means that the impurities in the iron ore have been eliminated to more than ninety-five percent, so it will be as bright as a mirror, and the use of ordinary iron ore can create a sharp weapon that sharpens iron like mud.

The young man looked at the snow-white sharp weapon, shook his head helplessly, threw it on the ground casually, and turned around and walked out of the house.

It's not that he's not satisfied, it's just that no matter how strong his forging skills are, in this era of equipment, the sword is destined to be down.

The boy was originally a descendant of Lu Ban, in the Spring and Autumn Period, Lu Ban had a sense when he was old, and created the first spiritual weapon [non-attack] at that time, and then handed over the [non-attack] to Mozi before he died, Mozi in order to commemorate his friends, deliberately set up [non-attack] as the treasure of the town.

Then [non-attack] appeared in the Qin Dynasty when a hundred schools of thought contended, and shocked the world in the shocking power, with the end of the turmoil of a hundred schools of thought, [non-attack] was lost, and some scheming and sinister people in later generations hit the idea of the Lu family, and then the Lu family was wiped out, only a few people fled, and the remaining few people changed their surnames to Lu in order to protect themselves.

With the passage of time, the Lu family is not as good as the generation, and even the livelihood has become a problem in the young generation, but fortunately, the forging skills have not been lost, and the young man's surname is Lu, and his name is Tianming, which is the last generation of the Lu family. Unfortunately, with the reform of the times, the knife has gradually become a collector's item.

No matter how strong the sword is, how can it be against the pistol cannon.

Lu Tianming was unwilling, as a forger, he insisted on his beliefs and wanted to create a world-shattering divine weapon, [Spirit Weapon]

Lu Tianming, who walked out of the house, looked at the full moon in the sky, and gradually fell into memory, when he was ten years old......

......

"Child, it's really hard for you, Dad can't be by your side in the future, you have to take good care of yourself"

"Dad, don't go, I can't live without you," the little boy cried and begged.

The man on the hospital bed touched the little boy's head with a kind face, but he concealed the weakness of his face, "Forging in the early years, I didn't expect that because of too much forging, I left a dark disease on my body, and it was beyond my expectations to be able to survive until now, the only thing I can't let go of is you."

"Dad, it's okay, I'll live well, I will definitely create a spiritual weapon" The little boy seemed to know that the matter was irreparable, and said with a smile, although the tears were still flowing, all he could do was let his father leave with peace of mind.

"Child, don't be reluctant, the only thing Dad hopes for is that you live well, and Dad will die below without regrets"

I don't know if it's because of my son's anger or the return to the light, my sick face actually recovered a little.

"Remember, live well, maybe forge...... Doomed, the only regret in my life...... It is...... Can't see ...... The Birth of the Spirit Weapon"

As soon as the man finished speaking, his face was faintly unwilling to close his eyes, and the little boy pushed the man in disbelief at this time.

"Dad......"

......

The boy looked at the full moon on the canopy, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, as his parents died, and he had no relatives, it was lonely, unspeakably lonely.

"Dad...... Forgive his son for being unfilial, and there is no way to inherit the Lu family, but ...... I will definitely create a spiritual weapon," Lu Tianming said with a firm face, and turned around and walked into the room.

The reason why Lu Tianming chose to live in the mountains was because he had no financial resources, and in order to find enough iron ore to improve his forging skills, Lu Tianming found a mountain in the wild that was rich in iron ore veins.

Although it is rich in iron ore, but after eight years of training by the teenager, there is not much iron ore left in the whole mountain, and many years of forging in the deep mountains have also achieved Lu Tianming's rock-solid will and the skills of the great master

Pushing open the door, Lu Tianming ran to the ground of the grass bed and turned out a box, opened the box, and took out all kinds of stones.

The ores left by his father before his death were rare and excellent ores in the world, not only did his father work hard to find them, but also his grandfather, great-grandfather, ancestors and others spent a lot of time to get together, and it was not until this generation that they gathered these materials that could forge spiritual weapons.

It can be said that Lu Tianming's forging this time is carrying the family's last wishes, and if it fails, Lu Tianming will have no shame to face his father in Jiuquan.

And today, Lu Tianming finally planned to start forging spiritual weapons, not because his forging had reached the peak level, but because he, like his father, had a faint sign that his body was about to be unable to hold on.

Although Lu Tianming reached the Great Grandmaster before the age of twenty, the price paid was certainly heavy, but the young man did not regret it.

Lu Tianming looked at the stones on the ground, and without thinking, he took out a few stones and threw them in the furnace, in the past few years, Lu Tianming has been constantly planning how to improve the success rate of building spiritual weapons, and he has already come up with the most perfect plan, but he has not hesitated to implement it at this time.

It is worthy of being a rare and high-quality ore, and it has taken a whole day just to melt.

Looking at the molten iron that had melted, Lu Tianming put the mold on the slate with a solemn face, poured the molten iron into the mold, and in a short time, the molten iron had already melted into a sword mold.

If you want to achieve a spiritual weapon, you must first complete five steps, mineralization, condensation, fire refining, training, and enlightenment.

Before, Lu Tianming's main purpose was just to practice the skills of exercise, and he naturally chose to keep the sword mold simple and directly beat the iron ore, but even if Lu Tianming wanted to simplify, he also had the ability to beat the best ore, and the requirements for the forging master were not high, as long as there was a mold, and there were no mistakes in the steps, basically there would be no problems, but then it was time to really test the skills.

Fire refining, inserting the sword mold into the furnace, using the blowing box to keep heating, but this fire refining is very skillful, the fire refining makes the sword mold soft, can be beaten to change the shape, but also has a certain effect of eliminating impurities.

The highest level of exercise can only eliminate 97 percent of impurities, but not all impurities, because some impurities can no longer be eliminated by beating.

The remaining three percent is tested in the skills of fire refining, the process of fire refining is not too long, soon, the sword body is already red, Lu Tianming's eyes are already full of solemnity, the sword is quickly pulled out of the furnace, without waiting for the sword body to cool, quickly pick up the hammer on the side and beat it.

The sword body still has a high temperature of hundreds of degrees, and it keeps burning Lu Tianming's hand, and after hitting it a few times, Lu Tianming's hand is red and swollen, and the blood slowly stays out of the red and swollen bag, but Lu Tianming's face does not change, and he stares at the sword model intently.

呯~呯~

As the sound disappeared and the beating process finally ended, Lu Tianming's dark face showed a rare look of excitement, and he inserted his sword into the stone trough.

Pick up a sword from the ground and cut it at his main artery, without the slightest hesitation, as decisive as if it were his own hand.

Scarlet blood gushed out of the major arteries like a fountain and flowed into the stone trough, and soon, the sword model was infected with Lu Tianming's blood, and the snow-white blade reflected the red light strangely.

Opening the light is a step that only forges spiritual weapons, as the name suggests, to open the spiritual light for the sword and give spirituality, but Lu Tianming does not have ancient spiritual objects, so he can't open the light at all, which is also the reason why there is no spiritual weapon for Lu He later.

But Lu Tianming thought of a way, [Drinking Blood to Open Light], human beings are the most spiritual creatures in nature, and his blood also has a little spirituality, so theoretically, [Drinking Blood and Opening Light] can be established.

Seeing the faintly shining red sword model, Lu Tianming's heart that had been hanging slowly let go, and the situation in front of him was similar to the opening of the spiritual weapon recorded in the book, and it seemed to be a success.

Ten minutes passed......

These ten minutes are no less than a century for Lu Tianming, Lu Tianming's face is a little pale, in the past eight years, the young man has been eating wild vegetables in the mountains, and his nutrition can't keep up at all, and the blood itself is slightly less than that of ordinary people.

Feeling the gradually blurred will, Lu Tianming roared unwillingly, but he couldn't change the gradual weakness of his body.

"I'm also a generation of grandmasters, and I've fallen to this point, maybe one day my body will be found, and people will think that I committed suicide by cutting my wrists."

Lu Tianming thought weakly, and then his eyes became more and more blurred, Lu Tianming finally couldn't control his body and fell to the ground, but because his right hand did not stop bleeding, he still kept it.

Ten minutes after Lu Tianming fell, the sword body suddenly flashed with red light, and the terrifying sword power directly flew to the roof, without the shelter of the roof, the red light suddenly shone brightly, and the light actually spread to the sky, competing with the moon, and the power of the spiritual weapon, alarming the heavens and the earth, it was so terrifying.

It's a pity that Lu Tianming was already a cold corpse at this time, and he didn't see this scene.

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Although I have long known that no one will give a ticket, but let's shout it, give a ticket-_-||

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