Chapter 413 Divine Pattern Armor

Chapter 413 Divine Pattern Armor

Chapter 413 Divine Pattern Armor
On the river bank, the sound of heavy hammers hitting the shore drowned out the sound of the waterfall.

Furnaces were burning brightly and the heat could be felt from miles away. Nearly a hundred men were working in an orderly manner, either forging iron with heavy hammers or quenching and polishing the iron.

On the river bank not far away, Xin Wenhua was directing his disciples to move iron materials, while Jing Shuhu and Lei Jingchuan were watching.

The four great master craftsmen joined forces to forge weapons. Although this did not cause any waves in the martial arts world, it was a rare event for all the weapon-forging sects.

Since arriving here, Lei Jingchuan and his companion have come here to watch almost every day.

"That kid's Shocking Dragon Hammer technique is improving quite a bit. I guess he's almost perfected it?"

Lei Jingchuan looked at Qiao Tianhe. Compared with the other three master craftsmen, Wanchuan only brought him here. Compared with the others, he was the youngest, but his skills were not bad.

"This kid is very spiritual. If nothing unexpected happens, he will hopefully become a master craftsman. No wonder Wanchuan only takes him with him wherever he goes."

Jing Shuhu was very relaxed, sitting on a bench and eating fruits and snacks.

"The Wanchuan lineage is really lucky. There have been several master craftsmen before and after them, and the reputation of the Seven Star Palace has greatly increased."

Lei Jingchuan commented on Qiao Tianhe, but in fact, looking around, he felt that all the disciples accepted by these master craftsmen were geniuses in weapon forging, with sophisticated skills and great spirituality.

"Speaking of luck."

Jing Shuhu paused and looked not far away. Li Yuan was walking towards him slowly, holding a hammer.

"It takes seven hundred years for a Li Yuan to appear. It's a blessing for the sect."

Lei Jingchuan wiped his beard and was in a good mood. He didn't dislike Wan Chuan so much now.

"Master Lei, Great Elder, don't you want to give it a try?"

Li Yuan was not in a hurry to open fire, but came over. With the help of the grandmaster, the two men's injuries were treated. Although they were not healed, they had recovered a lot.

"Not urgent."

Glancing at Lei Jingchuan who was eager to try, Jing Shuhu stopped him in time: "This is a top-grade magic weapon, do you dare to use it?"

"This……"

Lei Jingchuan was speechless, he really didn't dare.

"Senior Brother Lin still has a lot of unused iron materials. If you want to try your hand, I can ask him to borrow some."

As Li Yuan was talking, Lin Tingfeng had already put down his hammer and strode over. He heard it and had no objection:

"Brother Lei, if you want it, I will go get it for you."

"Thank you very much, Captain Lin."

Lei Jingchuan's eyes lit up and he quickly bowed to express his gratitude.

Jing Shuhu's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. However, Lin Tingfeng observed his expression and smiled, saying:
"There are plenty of them around. If you're interested, why not give it a try?"

"Well, thank you very much, Captain Lin."

Jing Shuhu also stood up to thank him. After watching it for almost a month, he was really itching to try it out.

"Then let's go together and pick out some iron materials first?"

Lin Tingfeng invited them, and the two of them agreed and left together immediately.

"Brother Xin, where is Uncle Nie?"

After watching the few people go away, Li Yuan turned around. Xin Wenhua was holding the blueprint of the Pure Yang Sword with a frown on his face. He had managed to learn some weapon-making techniques.

"Are you looking for me?"

Li Yuan's voice was not low. Before Xin Wenhua opened her mouth, Nie Xianshan, who was sitting cross-legged on the waterfall, opened his eyes and looked over.

"Uncle Master."

Li Yuan bowed in greeting, thinking about how to start the conversation. He was not unfamiliar with borrowing money, but this was the first time he had to borrow blood.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say!"

Nie Xianshan hated procrastination the most. His voice was still lingering, but he had already reached the riverside. He looked at the burning stoves and frowned slightly.

In order to forge the Pure Yang Sword, he had been preparing for seventy years and had spent a huge amount of money to invite four great craftsmen. Now, as the forging process progressed, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

"This……"

Li Yuan thought about it and got straight to the point:
"Uncle Master, I have just learned a unique weapon-casting technique that can improve my weapon-casting skills, but..."

Qimen weapon-making technique?
Nie Xianshan's eyes flashed: "Borrow what?"

"Blood."

"Blood?"

Nie Xianshan frowned slightly: "The beast blood is all in the pool, you can pick whichever you want, it's worth asking me for such a small matter... Well, what blood do you want to borrow?"

As Nie Xianshan was speaking, he also realized something was wrong. This kid had never been a polite person.

“Your blood.”

"what?"

Xin Wenhua was startled because his voice was too loud, and several master craftsmen who were immersed in blacksmithing also frowned and looked over.

"The old man's blood?"

Nie Xianshan was not surprised or angry, but just a little curious:

"I do know that when forging a divine weapon, one needs to 'temper blood and recognize the master'. So, are you going to give me your dragon scale armor?"

The Taoist priest's voice was unusually gentle. The boy remembered him, which showed his filial piety.

Thinking of this, he glared at Xin Wenhua, who felt a chill all over his body and was surprised. Junior Brother Li is so generous?
"..."

Master Li was suddenly speechless. How could he be such a generous person?

"The iron, refined gold, and spiritual charcoal used in this dragon scale armor were all provided by you..."

"okay."

Glancing at Li Yuan who was obviously saying one thing and thinking another, Nie Xianshan raised his hand to interrupt. Although it was just a polite remark, he felt comfortable hearing it.

"All I want is a sword. You should keep your armor for yourself."

Nie Xianshan put his hands behind his back and asked, "How much do you want?"

"Uh……"

Li Yuan thought about the size of his dragon scale armor and asked tentatively:
"A bucket?"

"..."

Nie Xianshan's beard fluttered, and he almost thought he had heard it wrongly:
"How much, how much?"

Click~
Li Yuan seemed to hear the sound of the ground cracking under his feet, and he felt a little uneasy: "One... uh, half a bucket, half a bucket is enough, or, how about you give me some?"

"One barrel, you really dare to show your teeth!"

Taoist Nie blew his beard and glared, what did this kid think of him, the Bloody Vajra?
"If I can master this treasure-refining technique, it may also help in the creation of the Pure Yang Sword..."

Li Yuan felt a little embarrassed. He didn't really want so much, but this strange treasure refining technique required so much.

"No."

Nie Xianshan glared at him unhappily. If it were Xin Wenhua, he would have slapped the wall.

Let you spit a bucket...

"That's it."

Li Yuan was already thinking about which senior brother to ask for blood.

But he felt a little regretful in his heart, because the blood of a top master was much better than the blood of a highly accomplished warrior.

"Bring the bucket!"

"what?"

Looking at the expressionless Taoist Nie, Li Yuan's heart was shocked, and he felt how much importance this Taoist attached to the Pure Yang Sword.

“Yes.”

Xin Wenhua reacted now and picked up the iron bucket at his feet.

Nie Xianshan glared at him, then looked at Li Yuan:
"I hope it will really help in forging soldiers."

After saying that, without waiting for Li Yuan to answer, he stretched out his hand. Without any movement, a drop of blood came out from the tip of his finger and fell into the bucket with a ding-dong sound. "This blood?"

Li Yuan moved closer and found that Nie Laodao's blood was crystal clear, without any impurities. It was swirling around in the bucket and was not coagulating.

Ding dong dong dong~
After a drop of blood, blood emerged from Nie Xianshan's fingers like a thin line, and soon covered the bottom of the bucket.

"And that's all!"

Nie Xianshan withdrew his hand: "Is that enough?"

"Should that be enough?"

Li Yuan decided to stop while he was ahead. He reached out to take the iron bucket and weighed it down in his hand. The old Taoist's blood was much more condensed than the blood of the spirit beast kings. Not only did it not disperse, it also did not solidify.

Not only is there no bloody smell, there is also a faint scent of grass and wood.

"Ah."

Nie Xianshan pinched his fingers until blood came out. He naturally wanted to see what this kid's so-called strange treasure-making technique was all about.

"let's start."

"Got it."

Li Yuan carried the bucket and walked towards the weapon casting platform. Xin Wenhua followed him, turned on the furnace for him and filled it with spiritual rice charcoal. He was also a little curious.

"This kid..."

Wanchuan glanced at the hammering with his peripheral vision and then immersed himself in the hammering.

After several months of deliberation and argument, the four finally decided to try it out on their own, using inferior iron materials to build it first, and then the four of them discussed it again.

"Whoo~"

Li Yuan put down the heavy hammer and took out a prototype of inner armor from under the forging table. With a light shake, the inner armor fell apart and turned into palm-sized iron pieces.

This dragon scale inner armor was chosen by him from several inner armor drawings passed down to him by Jing Shuhu. All the natural materials and treasures needed for it came from Nie Xianshan.

Before that, he only had the last step left, quenching.

If I want to try the treasure refining technique now, I naturally have to refine it again and then quench it.

hum~
Li Yuan calmed his mind, and as he thought, the thunder dragon-shaped dragon Kun that was chasing the Ten Thousand Thunder Stone in the spiritual land trembled and turned into a large stream of light.

The art of refining treasures also has a corresponding visualization method.

But it is not about observing people or objects, but about observing fire.

Normally, this ball of fire should be based on spiritual appearance, but he has no spiritual appearance, so he can only visualize it. After all, the art of refining treasures requires blood.

"If you want to soak the dragon scales with this little blood... you have to add water."

On the way here, Li Yuan had pondered over it many times in his mind, and now he was confident.

While muttering this, he took out various kinds of water used for quenching and poured them into the iron bucket according to a certain proportion.

laugh!
Steam suddenly rose from the iron bucket, as if cold water was poured into hot oil.

Li Yuan observed carefully and found that the old Taoist's blood was terribly condensed. No matter how he stirred it, water was still water and blood was still blood.

"This density..."

Li Yuan was a little shocked, but this situation was also recorded in the art of refining treasures. He immediately placed the iron bucket on the forging table.

"This, this is a forged weapon?"

Looking at Li Yuan putting the iron bucket on the fire and adding water while stirring, not only Master Nie Xianshan and his apprentice, but also the four great craftsmen who were watching out of the corner of their eyes were a little surprised.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like they're making medicine, right?
"smell good!"

"What kind of blood is this? Why does it smell so good?"

"It doesn't look like blood. It's an elixir, right?"

Qiao Tianhe put down the forging hammer and couldn't help but take a deep breath. The other blacksmiths also stopped. A strong fragrance of grass and trees filled the entire river bank.

Everyone who smelled it felt refreshed, as if they had swallowed a refreshing pill.

"This blood smells so good..."

Xin Wenhua was a little surprised. It wasn't that he was ignorant. He really had never seen anyone boil the blood of a master.

"what are you doing?"

Nie Xianshan's face turned black.

"Don't worry, old man."

The aroma was so strong that Li Yuan swallowed subconsciously. Seeing that Taoist Nie raised his hands, he quickly started the next step.

Several kinds of iron materials prepared in advance were put into the iron bucket one by one.

Tsk~~
Steam rose high, and the elixir-like fragrance became stronger.

Now, all the blacksmiths put down their hammers and came over. They had never seen such a method of forging weapons before.

"call!"

Li Yuan took a deep breath and turned to internal breathing to avoid being disturbed by the fragrance.

He pressed the red-hot iron barrel with both hands, imagining a ball of fire in his heart. The Black Whale Qi poured into the barrel like a tide, and wisps of electric light flashed.

The Qi of the Black Whale is of no use in forging weapons. He activated his true Qi to use it as a medium to sense the so-called 'divine patterns' contained in the treasures of heaven and earth.

hum!
Li Yuan half-closed his eyes, the scene reflected in his mind.

He only put three kinds of rare iron materials into the iron barrel, and their properties were incompatible and even conflicting.

"The art of refining treasures, picking divine patterns to combine, turning decay into magic... can ignore the properties of the iron itself, light and heavy, ice and fire can coexist."

A thought flashed through his mind, and Li Yuan changed his controller. With the help of a number of spiritual enhancement items, the scene in his mind became clearer and clearer.

First, the blood.

In his perception, Nie Laodao's blood was like a series of extremely sharp swords, intertwining with each other like an array, constantly strangling the iron material soaked in it.

He could sense that these iron materials were being peeled off at a very fast speed.

"My goodness, this is more powerful than high-strength sulfuric acid."

Li Yuan was a little shocked and concentrated his mental power highly. Soon, as the blood was deeply soaked, he saw a very faint light.

This light seems unreal and exists in the deepest part of the iron.

“Is this the divine pattern?”

Li Yuan was very interested in this, but even though he concentrated highly, he only saw a flash of light. Soon, two more flashes passed by and were separated from the iron material.

Sinking into the blood.

"So this is the picking?"

Li Yuan suddenly understood the secret of this strange treasure-refining technique. This blood was just a means to replace the spiritual image and pick the divine pattern.

"Shh!"

Li Yuan opened his eyes and found that his forging table was almost surrounded by people.

He seemed unaware and just carefully sifted out the impurities in the iron bucket one by one. Then, he threw pieces of iron that looked like dragon scales, which were burning red in the flames, into the bucket.

laugh!
Water vapor accompanied by thick smoke rose high up.

Li Yuan's hands were still pressed against the red-hot iron barrel, covered with true Qi.

As he sensed, the blood suddenly lost its previous strong corrosive aggressiveness and wrapped the scales inside, as if it was trying to imprint the divine pattern on the iron sheet in this way.

"What is he doing?"

Li Yuan was immersed in it, but the master craftsmen and disciples who were watching were quite surprised and puzzled, as this was totally not the weapon-making technique they understood.

Only Wanchuan, Jiang Xie and the other three vaguely sensed something and were the closest to them.

"Buzz!"

At a certain moment, Li Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and took a step back. Without the coverage of his true energy, the iron bucket immediately melted into molten iron.

"Um?!"

A large cloud of thick smoke rose up, and Nie Xianshan's eyelids twitched. He saw pieces of blood-colored dragon scales rising into the air and circling each other. In an instant, they had turned into a blood-colored little dragon!
(End of this chapter)