Chapter 120 Earth Fire Valley in the Cold Pond

On the way to Zhubing Valley, Li Yuan was still thinking about the changes in the weapon-handling urn and the weapon-joining furnace.

Except for the need to use incense, there is almost no defect in this stove.

Crossing the lake by boat, the afternoon sun shines brightly on the cold pool. Li Yuan catches a glimpse of Liang Ashui.

He held a small boat to extradite the disciples coming and going.

Disciples from the inner sect are treated better than those from the outer sect. They receive a monthly salary of five taels of silver.

Five taels of silver is a lot for ordinary people, but it is far from enough for the inner disciples to practice martial arts, so they naturally have to make money.

Hantan Extradition falls into this category of tasks.

However, Li Yuan guessed that Liang Ashui should still be thinking about how to fish. There are many spiritual fish in this cold pond.

Seeing Li Yuan greeting him from a distance, Liang Asui nodded in response, feeling complicated.

The gap between the inner disciples and the true disciples is wider than the gap between the young master and the boy who accompanies him to study.

Not to mention anything else, it is just the reward after the True Inheritance Ceremony, which the inner disciples will never be able to earn in their lifetime.

Not to mention other hidden benefits.

For example, for the Hantan Ferry, ordinary disciples have to pay one penny for each round trip, but true disciples do not need to.

Liang Ah Shui sighed inwardly, focused on ferrying, and continued to collect money for preparing fishing bait.

Looking at the sparkling waves on the lake, Li Yuan's heart moved slightly. There were many wealthy families in Fucheng, and the price of spirit fish was far higher than that in Gaoliu County.

The most important thing is that it tastes really good and he likes it very much.

Huhu~

The lake breeze blows slowly.

On the sampan, Li Yuan looked around at the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, seemingly admiring the scenery, but in fact he was scanning everywhere, looking for the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer.

Li Yuan, who had found nothing, sighed inwardly. After the weapon palm was promoted to the fifth level, he could sense weapons within twenty meters.

But the Shenbing Mountain Range covers thousands of miles, and searching aimlessly is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

After getting off the ferry, Li Yuan walked towards Zhubing Valley. Looking far into the distance, he could see straight and thick chimneys.

The black smoke was billowing and could be seen clearly from ten miles away.

The island in the middle of the lake where the gate of the Divine Weapon Valley is located is about thirty to forty miles in radius. The Weapon Casting Valley is on the easternmost side, far away from the sect's grand ceremony and the disciples' residences.

Having mastered the second-order Liuhe Boots, Li Yuan's footsteps were faster, and in a short while, he had arrived outside the Soldier Casting Valley.

The valley is surrounded by hills on three sides, and only one side is accessible. It is guarded by armored divine guards and is heavily guarded.

With the True Inheritance Token, Li Yuan entered the valley without any obstruction, carrying the first-level hammer soldiers.

Before he walked through the long corridor, he heard a voice full of energy from 80,000 miles away:

After walking through a long corridor, his vision suddenly opened up, and Li Yuan saw the giant man with his hands on his hips at a glance.

Li Yuan looked at the deep valley here. In the middle were six chimneys that were no more than a hundred meters high. The surrounding areas seemed to be where disciples and master craftsmen lived.

Bawanli stood at the entrance of a tunnel, his eyes wide open. A shirtless man was spat on by him, and he smiled bitterly and lowered his head:

Eighty Thousand Miles was furious. He raised his hammer and turned around, only to see Li Yuan:

Glancing at the deformed long-handled melon hammer, Li Yuan shook his head and emphasized:

"No, come and see me. Senior brother, you

Forgot, I am also a blacksmith. "

Bawanli patted his forehead and then remembered that his junior brother was originally called a blacksmithing wizard.

Thinking of it, his eyes lit up:

Li Yuan was overjoyed, but he pretended to be calm. Being calmer would make it easier for others to trust him:

Bawanli was overjoyed. He glanced at the surprised blacksmith behind him, raised his hand and threw the drum and golden hammer:

As he spoke, he glared at the blacksmith behind him. The blacksmith smiled bitterly and lowered his head, speechless in his heart.

Who in his right mind could do such a thing?

Phew~

Li Yuan took the giant hammer and his eyes brightened slightly.

This heavy hammer weighs at least 800 kilograms and is swung with a force of 80,000 miles. It is really a murderous weapon.

Li Yuan waved his hand.

Seeing him casually take the heavy hammer without asking for any money, Bawanli became even more satisfied:

Seven days is too short.

Li Yuan felt regretful and naturally nodded in agreement:

This is a fifth-level heavy hammer, and it is also blessed with a perfection-level fighting hammer. It is of great use to him.

It's just that he can't meet the control conditions at this time, he just wants to take advantage of the opportunity to win the deal.

It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, the main thing is to build a reputation first.

A voice as big as 80,000 miles is wasted if it is not used.

Bawanli shook his head and didn't say much. He just snorted coldly at the blacksmith behind him and turned around to leave.

Yunjing County?

Li Yuan's heart moved slightly, and he wanted to ask, but he didn't know what to say.

The Bai family where Shaofang Bai lives is in Yunjing County. In addition, Gaoliu County is also...

The blacksmith was not at all angry at being robbed of his business. He bowed his hands and saluted with some enthusiasm:

After taking a look at this old man's weathered face, Li Yuan responded with a smile and followed him into the tunnel.

The Soldier Forging Valley is not on the ground, but underground.

He had also heard of the names of Cold Pool Water and Fierce Fire Valley.

This craftsman's name is Zhu Chen, and he is an outer disciple. He looks mature, but in fact he is only twenty-one years old. He came to the Soldier-casting Valley when he was just six years old.

Zhu Chen was quite enthusiastic and introduced to him the craftsmen he met on the road and the various facilities in the Soldier Casting Valley.

As soon as he entered the tunnel, Li Yuan felt a rolling heat wave, getting hotter as he went down. When he reached the forging place, he felt that his breath was hot.

However, what he cared more about than the temperature was the light of weapons flashing from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

Along the way, he felt at least the presence of more than ten famous weapons. There might be some mystery in this 100-meter layer.

A hundred meters below, in the empty forging area, Li Yuan saw the six chimneys at a glance.

The huge chimney that ten people could hug was deeply inserted into the ground. Next to each chimney, there were dozens of forging tables.

Under each forging table, there was actually boiling magma flowing, and all kinds of charcoal to ignite and help combustion were stuffed in as if they were free.

Zhu Chen was already sweating profusely when he got here.

He had just cultivated his internal strength, and on weekdays he was responsible for carrying iron materials and entertaining people coming and going.

He might not be qualified to hold a hammer for another five or six years.

Li Yuan nodded, holding the drum-beating golden hammer and walked towards one of the empty chimneys.

Zhu Chen had already reported it, and many craftsmen looked over at this time. One of them was an old man in shorts and said:

Li Yuan bowed.

The old man was tall, with a square face and a full beard, muscular arms, and thick limbs, just like a tortoise-shaped crane back.

It was the third elder of the Weapon Casting Valley, Lei Jingchuan, a master of forging weapons who had been famous for decades.

Before Li Yuan finished speaking, he heard a strong wind coming. Without thinking, he raised his hand, his arms swelled, his internal strength surged, and he grabbed the forging hammer that was thrown at him.

‘The old man is so strong!

Li Yuan took a step back and felt his arm numb, but when he glanced at the forging hammer, his heart couldn’t help but jump again.

[Strange Weapon Forging Hammer]

[Ten thousand years of blazing fire refined iron, mixed with seventy-nine kinds of rare iron materials, refined by thousands of fires and quenched by hundreds of blood. A forging master holds it and hammers thousands of weapons, gradually giving birth to supernatural powers...]

[Control conditions: Great perfection of forging, great perfection of inferior hammering, perfection of superior hammering]

[Control effect: Great perfection of forging, great perfection of armor hammering, perfection of weapon and armor spiritualism, and perfection of weapon fighting hammer]

Good stuff!

Li Yuan didn't want to let go of the hammer after he grasped it. This was the best forging hammer he had encountered after the hammer of the master craftsman.

Lei Jingchuan praised and waved:

Li Yuan decisively changed the Liuhe boots that he had only controlled for three hours.

Li Yuan was ready when he stepped in front of Lei Jingchuan.

The sound of iron hammering in the forging ground stopped for the most part, and many craftsmen looked at this "forging genius".

Without waiting for the latter to speak, Li Yuan raised his hand and smashed the red-hot iron ingot on the forging table with a hammer.

This hammer was the perfection of forging, with a force of a thousand pounds, a great force, and a gift for hammers.

All the hammers in the Weapon Casting Valley were experienced craftsmen, and their eyes were so sharp. When Li Yuan smashed it, many people saw something.

Even Lei Jingchuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Boom!

The hammer fell like thunder, and then, it continued endlessly, like a surging river and a strong wind.

Li Yuan's hammering skills are already very good. He has perfected the Cloak Hammer and mastered the Fighting Hammer. Now he has four heavy weapons and the Great Craftsman Hammer.

He has strength, talent, and lightness. After eighteen hammers, some people have changed their faces.

After thirty-six hammers, the only sound of his forging remained in the forging area. When all 108 fighting hammers were completed, the forging area was dead silent.

Such dense and even hammering sounds can be done by everyone present, but how long have they been forging iron?

The shortest is twenty or thirty years, and the longest is forty or fifty years. How old is this kid?

Some blacksmiths put down their forging hammers, wondering.

Someone spoke up, and the forging area suddenly became restless and talked about it.

Before and after the True Transmission Ceremony, Li Yuan's name had already spread throughout the Divine Weapon Valley. Although they never left their homes, they had heard of it.

Many people have heard of his reputation as a forging genius, but most of them sneered. After all, a genius with a dragon-shaped bone is not enough to practice martial arts, so how can he come to forge iron?

But now...

After finishing a set of hammering, Li Yuan was calm and composed. With his current physical strength, this was not enough to make him sweat.

Lei Jingchuan frowned and said nothing. He reached out to grab the hot ingot of Fiery Iron and weighed it. His expression finally changed.

There are many hammering masters in Shenbing Valley. He has even seen Han Chuijun's hammering. He was a little surprised by Li Yuan's hammering, but not as surprised as when he picked up this piece of iron.

Fiery Iron is a rare iron material that can only be found in the cold iron ground fire. It is famous for its toughness and difficulty in refining.

Of the three hundred craftsmen in Zhubing Valley, less than half can refine this iron.

This is not something that can be done by hammering. It requires countless forging experiences and extremely high forging talent.

Glazing at the other blacksmiths, Lei Jingchuan asked:

Li Yuan answered.

When he entered the valley, his background had been thoroughly investigated. Naturally, there was no need to hide such things that could be known by asking.

In addition to looking for the Sea-Splitting Whale Hammer, he also came to the Weapon Casting Valley to learn the art of weapon casting.

The Divine Weapon Valley is famous for its divine weapons. Even though it has declined in recent years, the thousand-year inheritance is not fake.

The value of the weapon casting art is not inferior to the Military Dao Fighting Hammer. In a sense, it may even exceed it.

Weighing the iron in his hand, Lei Jingchuan muttered to himself twice and put the iron down:

Li Yuan calmed down and picked up the hammer to hit again. He found that the iron ingot had a lot of impurities and was very difficult to remove.

However, he was very stable in his strength and continued to forge iron one hammer after another without rushing or being impatient.

The other blacksmiths watched for a long time, and only resumed their busy work after being scolded by Lei Jingchuan.

Lei Jingchuan watched quietly, but his heart was far from being as calm as it seemed.

This kid forged iron for a year, and it was actually equivalent to his ten years?

This talent is too...

Listening to the almost identical hammer sounds, Lei Jingchuan couldn't stand it. After a little hesitation, he turned around and left.

Li Yuan murmured in his heart.

The art of weapon forging is not easy to learn. There are many craftsmen in this forging place who have been working for ten or twenty years and have not learned it yet.

He wants to learn immediately, so he naturally has to show off his talent. Otherwise, why would others value you?

boom!

boom!

boom!

Li Yuan breathed steadily and struck the iron with a hammer. He had not struck iron for half a year, and now he was actually a little immersed in it.

In particular, the forging hammer in his hand was really handy.

…

The Soldier Casting Valley is almost hollowed out. There are many caves in the hundreds of meters thick strata, and the tunnels are even more intricate.

Lei Jingchuan was familiar with the road and walked through complicated tunnels before arriving at a cave.

There are stalactites hanging everywhere in the cave. Unlike the forge, it is very cold here, and there is even ice on the mountain walls.

Deep in the cave, in front of a huge pit, there is an old man with white hair sitting cross-legged. He holds a fishing rod in his hand and the fishing line hangs down into the pit.

This deep pit, connected to the cold pond water, is the most secret cave in the Soldier-casting Valley.

Lei Jingchuan strode over.

The white-haired old man was the great elder of Zhubing Valley, Jing Shuhu, who started the profession more than seventy years ago and was a true disciple along with Han Chuijun and Gong Yangyu.

Jing Shuhu pulled the fishing rod and saw only an empty hook but no bait. He immediately became a little angry:

After taking a look at the deep pit, Lei Jingchuan retorted unceremoniously:

Jing Shuhu snorted coldly and then asked:

Lei Jingchuan waved his hand and said:

Jing Shuhu’s face darkened:

His status is special. Except for the Valley Master, the other five elders don't care, let alone a new true successor?

Lei Jingchuan was too lazy to pay attention to the grievances between him and Han Chuijun, and said in a deep voice:

Jing Shuhu sneered:

Seeing that Lei Jingchuan was no longer a joke, Jing Shuhu became somewhat interested:

Lei Jingchuan said in a deep voice.

Jing Shuhu frowned slightly:

Jing Shuhu was furious, as if he had been stabbed in the back:

Lei Jingchuan had no expression on his face, watching his senior brother act like a monster, watching him calm down, and then said:

Jing Shuhu chuckled:

Lei Jingchuan lowered his head silently, feeling sad.

Since the ancestor Xuan Jing moved from the mountain gate to the Shenbing Mountain, for more than 1,400 years, every generation of Hammering Hall Masters and Casting Weapon Valley Masters have been pursuing the legendary ‘Destiny Xuan Weapon’.

but……

Lei Jingchuan shook his head and suddenly felt a blur in his eyes. When he raised his head again, Jing Shuhu had disappeared before his eyes: