At the southernmost tip of Jiuxiao City, there is a place called [Firesmith], which is a special place for monks to forge natal weapons.

There are all kinds of flames here, and you can refine materials to your satisfaction.

There was an old man with a lot of strength at the door who collected the field fee, Yang Tian didn't say a word, he directly threw a pound of high-grade immortal stones, asked for the best position, and followed a young girl into the [Firesmith].

As soon as he entered, Yang Tian felt a wave of heat rushing to his nose, this realm seemed to be born in a sea of fire, the passage spread to the end, just a few steps, he could clearly see that there were doors on both sides, which seemed to be the place where weapons were forged.

Following behind the girl, Yang Tian finally came to a fairly spacious room, which was also full of heat, if it hadn't been deliberately expelled from the heat, ordinary people would have died directly when they stepped here.

He could clearly feel that the real sea of fire was under this room, and he didn't know what kind of structure it was, obviously separated by a distance, but he seemed to be close to those flames, as if he could control them at hand.

"Don't do it for more than three months, or you'll be eaten by the fire poison that is trapped in the air. Before leaving, the young girl reminded.

After Yang Tian entered the house, he directly sealed this room to death, and even laid a simple array, and then sat down and sank directly into the sea of knowledge.

When he opened his eyes again, he stood in the sea of bitterness with a shrinkage countless times, stepping on the bitter water surging with spiritual energy under his feet, and the waves around him were rolling, as if he were in another world.

In the midst of his own suffering, Yang Tian felt extremely safe, this was a step that had to be made in order to forge a weapon.

Then, he carefully laid out the bones of the saint with a radiant divine light, and at the same time, the golden frost, scorpion venom, and purple immortal source were also placed aside by him, all floating above the sea of bitterness.

At this moment, Yang Tian's expression was solemn, and he quietly looked at the gathered materials, and fell into deep thought.

First of all, he was faced with a difficult problem, that is, what should the natal weapon become?

Is it a sword, or a tripod, or something else?

"My physical body is very strong, the gossip map can also be used to seal demons, and the demon fox transformation can strike a fatal blow at a critical moment, what do I need most now?" Yang Tian muttered in his mouth, falling into deep thought.

Although the power of the meteorite avalanche is good, with the continuous growth of today's cultivation and the attack methods of the monks of the same realm, it seems that it is difficult to achieve a fatal blow, if there is anything he lacks most now, it is to kill the opponent's weapon in the shortest possible time!

What weapon will allow him to kill in one hit?

Yang Tian stretched out his hand, constantly imitating his own killing attacks, he fought in hand-to-hand combat, he didn't need a weapon at all, if it was a long-range attack, then he needed a worthy weapon......

In his physical condition, the weapon had to be weighty, and it had to be strong enough. Hard, it can be wielded for him, and it can burst out with the most powerful power, bringing him the power of destruction that shakes the earth and shakes the mountains!

Unconsciously, Yang Tian closed his eyes and had completely entered the country, and as he kept fantasizing about a weapon in his mind, his hand would imitate the appearance of using this weapon.

No, that's not how it feels......

It's so lethal......

Gun whip?

......

"I finally know!" I don't know how long I imitated it in my mind, Yang Tian finally had a flash of inspiration and blurted out, "It's a ruler!"

That's right, in his current state, he must have a close-fitting weapon with the power to sweep in all directions!

And this weapon is a heavy ruler!

"With the goal, the next step is to refine the saint's bones......" Yang Tian's expression flashed a solemnity again, looking at the jade bone in front of him, it was not easy to refine.

The forging of the natal weapon is fundamentally different from the ordinary weapon, and the forging of the natal weapon must be completed in the sea of suffering from beginning to end, because only in this way can it be integrated with his whole person, otherwise it can only be counted as an ordinary weapon.

And the natal weapon is to the extreme, and it can even become another self and exist in another form, of course, that is a later story, as far as the current Donglong Inner Domain is concerned, those who can do this are all overlords of all parties.

But because of this, the forging of natal weapons is much more difficult than ordinary weapon forging, and with the different materials, this difficulty will also deepen in a straight line, this is what Yang Tian has scruples, once there is a mistake, it will not only fail, but also destroy this precious material, and its difficulty can be seen.

"No matter, complete the first step first, and refine the bones of the saint. ”

Yang Tian didn't think much about it anymore, and as soon as his mind moved, a light purple flame floated into his sea of suffering, completely enveloping the saint's bones.

As soon as Yang Tian made a move, he chose the second-to-last powerful flame - Purple Qi from the east!

In this room, there were nine kinds of flames permeating it, from high to low, many of which he couldn't name, but the two most powerful flames, he could see through at a glance!

Purple air comes from the east and the three flavors are really hot!

Legend has it that the three flavors of true fire have achieved Sun Wukong's fiery eyes, which is the strongest flame in the world, and Yang Tian will not dare to touch it in terms of temperature alone, and I am afraid that he will evaporate himself before refining the bones of the saint at that time.

And with a hint of feeling, the temperature of the seventh flame was not enough to refine the saint's bones, and in desperation, Yang Tian had no choice but to make a desperate bet and directly chose the eighth flame purple qi to come east, hoping to be able to completely refine the saint's bones in one go!

When the purple qi had just submerged into his sea of suffering, although Yang Tian was uncomfortable, he could still resist it, but after a moment of time, he suddenly found it difficult to sit still, only feeling that there was a fire dissolving his body, burning him so much that he called his mother!

"Na, hold back, isn't it just the purple qi coming from the east? Lao Tzu is afraid that you won't succeed?" Yang Tian gritted his teeth and kept cursing, trying to distract himself, but the power of the purple qi coming from the east was really beyond his imagination, and he clearly felt that the water in the sea of bitterness was about to evaporate!

"No...... If you go on like this, let alone refining the bones of that saint, I will be refined directly!" As the waters of the Sea of Bitterness were about to bottom out, Yang Tian was extremely weak, shocked, and his face was full of shock, he felt that he was about to be exhausted.

But what frightened him was that he couldn't stop at all, and the purple qi from the east actually wrapped the bones of the saint to death, and he couldn't get rid of it even if he wanted to!

At this moment, a stream of brilliance suddenly flowed from above, shrouding down like a canopy, and the seemingly inconspicuous rain fell on the body of Yang Tian's villain on the bitter sea......

This scene fell in Yang Tian's eyes, and he felt more and more incredible, and more importantly, he clearly felt that his body was full of strength, and the burning feeling just now was completely gone!

"It's the brilliance spit out by the black seed!" Yang Tian immediately thought of something, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, feeling that he had grasped the life-saving straw, after such a long period of contact, he naturally knew the miraculous effect of the black seed, and was able to pull the dying Liu Ying'er back from the ghost gate, how could it be an ordinary item?

"Alas, being laughed to death when I say it, what am I afraid of with such a divine object?" Thinking about it, Yang Tian did not have the slightest ambiguity, his eyes stared at the bones of the saint wrapped in purple fire, waiting patiently.

The bones of the saint are not easy to refine, if it weren't for the fact that his physical body had really reached the limit, he would have wanted to try the three flavors of true fire, but Yang Tian just made a fuss in his heart, but he didn't really dare to act recklessly, and it was estimated that it would be too late to regret it when the time came.

Just refining the bones of this saint, Yang Tian spent a whole month.

Under the scorching of the purple qi from the east, the bones of the saint who were originally bright and radiant turned into a mucus shape, although they had been refined, they still couldn't resist the majesty of the holy bones, and a trace of extremely majestic aura was mixed in this pile of mucus that didn't look like anything, and in terms of momentum alone, it was very intimidating.

After completing the first step, Yang Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief, a month's consumption was very tiring for him, but fortunately, the black seed kept overflowing with brilliance, so he persevered.

He glanced at the bones of the saint who had been refined in front of him, and sighed: "The next thing is to condense into a shape......

In the past month, during the time of refining the bones of the saint, he had already thought of the shape of the giant ruler, and immediately closed his eyes, put the bones of the refined saint in the palm of his hand, and kept condensing in order to achieve the best shape.

The huge ruler is about nine zhang long and three zhang wide, which is extremely huge, and cannot be shaken by people who are not physically strong and have huge divine power.

Originally, this matter was also a careful job, I don't know if it was because I was too tired, but just when the condensation was almost completed, Yang Tian's hand suddenly trembled, and the originally straight giant ruler suddenly lacked a corner, which seemed to be similar to the arc of a fish jumping up from the water......

"Ahh

But for a moment, looking at the mutilated giant ruler, he suddenly thought of something, and simply turned the giant ruler upside down, missing a piece of the opposite direction of the other end, and immediately looked at the imperfect giant ruler quietly, and the expression on his face was calm and joyful.

"Incomplete is beautiful, a piece is missing by mistake, although it looks a little strange, but after looking at it for a long time, it is much more durable than the ordinary giant ruler, not to mention that it does not affect my use at all, on the contrary, this mutilated place, if you add scorpion venom, it is enough to cut your throat with both ends, and people will die instantly!"

Looking at this huge ruler, Yang Tian suddenly smiled, thought for a while, and muttered: "The fragments of these two paragraphs can just be pieced together, so let's just call you Qiankun ruler." ”

This book was first published in Reading Books