Chapter 161 Quasi-Master Craftsman and Mountain Worship (Monthly Ticket Plus)

Beside the pool, the stove burned brightly.

Under the service of dozens of people, the four master craftsmen were all forging iron. Li Yuan was hammering gently and not too hard, and his attention was also spinning on these four.

These four master craftsmen have different origins, and their skills are also different. Some are fierce, some are feminine, some are more skillful, some are more focused on strength.

Among them, Li Yuan was most concerned about Jiang Xie.

This elder of Qinglong Pavilion, who is wearing divine armor and holding a divine forging hammer, is no less than 80,000 tall. He uses extremely powerful hammering skills to

Every time the hammer fell, the river bank shook, and the sound of the waterfall lapping against the bank could not suppress the sound of her hammer.

"Strength, femininity, skill, and connection. Mr. Nie also pays attention to hiring people. In a sense, these four can indeed complement each other."

Li Yuan's skills in forging weapons are already quite profound. At this moment, watching several people forge iron, he can feel that it is extremely smooth and harmonious.

The four of them were all beating the iron ingot, but they had no influence on each other. The wind was blowing here and the stream was gurgling there. They did not interfere with each other, but they coexisted in the same place. There was an indescribable beauty and charm.

"This kid is entertaining the teacher again."

Li Yuan's careless blacksmithing was naturally not concealed from others. Wan Chuan glanced at it and didn't pay much attention. The other three glanced at it from the corner of their eyes and seemed not to notice it.

"What's the difference between me and them?"

Listening to the bells of the four people with different frequencies, Li Yuan's mind became more and more wandering. Finally, he simply put down the hammer and did not watch the four people hammering. Instead, he closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the hammer.

Sometimes, he would hit it with a hammer, and most of the time, he would close his eyes and listen.

Among the four of them, Wan Chuan was the most concerned about them, and would glance at them from time to time. He had been a little bit worried about the mistakes he made in the past few years.

"This kid doesn't even pretend."

Seeing Li Yuan's upright interest in learning, Wan Chuan felt some appreciation in his heart. Considering Li Yuan's current status and status, he is still so interested in the art of weapon casting, which shows that his love for weapon casting is genuine.

The other master craftsmen had different expressions, but they didn't say anything. They came here to receive a large amount of gold and silver from Nie Xianshan, so what does it matter if they miss something?

"If the essence of forging weapons could be learned secretly, the world's master craftsmen would have disappeared long ago."

Wan Chuan shook his head and worked quietly.

"What is Junior Brother Li doing?"

Outside the court, Xin Wenhua was a little surprised, but soon, his attention was attracted by another person.

Lin Tingfeng, the helmsman of Chun Gang, and the disciples who were carrying the iron materials, were also closely watching the few people forging iron. Sometimes they stretched out their hands to make gestures, causing the disciples of the four master craftsmen to frown.

"Senior Brother Lin, what are you doing?"

Xin Wenhua frowned

"Lin heard that the four master craftsmen had begun to refine the master weapon, so he came here to see if there was anything he could do to help."

Lin Tingfeng was a little embarrassed, but since they were all here, of course he would not leave. Even though the looks around him made him feel a little hot, he still pretended not to notice.

"you......"

Feeling the looks from the disciples of the master craftsmen, Xin Wenhua was quite depressed and wanted to scold him. This was his senior brother and the master of the rudder. It would be a joke to make a noise.

If you don't drive him away, it will make people laugh.

"Senior Brother Xin, since Captain Lin wants to see it, let him stay."

The speaker was a sturdy young man with bronze complexion, one of the dozen or so blacksmiths. He glanced at Li Yuan:

"He's not the only one left or right."

Several disciples of the master craftsman seemed very calm about someone stealing their knowledge. They had seen similar things countless times.

But if they can achieve success by stealing lessons, what does it matter if they have been riding for decades?

"you!"

Xin Wenhua couldn't hear his ridicule. Lin Tingfeng's neck trembled, his old face flushed, and he turned around with a groan.

"What's the difference?"

Li Yuan heard the commotion outside the court clearly, but he didn't pay attention. He didn't even have the shame to do it, and he still imitated others?

He closed his eyes and felt the various sounds on the river bank converging in his heart. After being taught the sound calculation, his hearing surpassed other perceptions and became very sharp.

Just by relying on these chaotic sounds, you can reflect the surrounding scenes in your mind, observe and feel the charm of the hammering skills of these four master craftsmen.

"Spirit!"

After a long time, Li Yuan was shocked. After listening many times, he finally realized that these four master craftsmen had something in common with each other and were different from him.

It was not the divine weapon-level forging hammers in their hands, but the sound of their hammers, which seemed to be alive.

Xuanhu's statement is that they struck the hammer as if they were gods, but Li Yuan's own understanding is...

“Watch the idea!“

It seemed as if a layer of mist was torn open. Li Yuan opened his eyes, then closed them. When he opened them again, his eyes were bright.

In the land of spiritual light in his heart, the spirit that transformed into a thunder dragon shook its body and turned into a human form. Jing reached out and grabbed a heavy hammer.

"It seems that it's not that difficult."

Li Yuan felt a little happy in his heart. Some things were just like a piece of window paper. After piercing it, he found that it was actually not that mysterious.

At least for him, it wasn't too difficult.

As soon as he thought about it, Li Yuan raised the hammer and dropped it. In his mind, he imagined that the heavy hammer in Lingwo's hand also dropped at the same time.

This is a true sense of hand, heart and spirit.

With one blow, there is a perfect intersection of Qi, blood, Qi, body and spirit.

"boom!"

How strong is Li Yuan now?

Even without triggering the weapon calculation, the pure power surpassed everyone present. When the hammer fell, Xin Wenhua, Lin Tingfeng and others outside the field suddenly looked over.

The sound wave spread out like a substance, and the huge river bank was covered with waves. The dozens of people closest to each other felt that the forging platform jumped suddenly.

When the sound wave spread, the body shook as if it was electrified, the bones and internal organs were numb, and the hairs stood up immediately.

"The art of weaponry has been perfected!"

As soon as the hammer fell, Li Yuan felt that all the pores in his body were stretched, a numbness spread throughout his body, and the zhenqi, which was like thunder and lightning, was transmitted perfectly through this hammer.

“Good boy!“

Jiang Xie dropped the heavy hammer, a look of shock flashed across his face.

The expressions of the other master craftsmen also changed, especially Wan Chuan's expression. Seeing Li Yuan's heavy hammer fall again, he felt his scalp was numb.

This hammer already has the qualifications to create a magic weapon.

"Is this okay?"

To the left of Jiang Xie, the burly Gui Haiyou also put down his hammer, somewhat surprised.

Are the masters afraid of masters?

Of course I’m not afraid!

There are many sects in the world that have the inheritance of divine craftsmen such as the Divine Weapon Valley, but there are only a few divine craftsmen, who are even rarer than the masters.

"Is there really a person in this world who can tell a little bit?"

Several people looked at each other and were quite shocked. They didn't even give any advice. This kid only listened to it for a while and actually understood the secret.

Well and perfectly displayed?

This is no longer something that can be described as talent.

"good!"

Everyone on the river bank was shocked for a moment. Only Lin Tingfeng's eyes shone brightly and he yelled loudly. He quickly suppressed his voice and stared at Li Yuan's rising and falling hammer.

Now, no one can say that he stole the lesson.

. . . . . .

Phew~

Like a meteor falling, Nie Xianshan fell to the ground, and the rolling wind came later, blowing his Taoist robes, and the big trees inside and outside the small temple made a "squeaking" sound.

"dragon......

Just as Nie Xianshan uttered a syllable, the temple door was already opened.

"come in."

Nie Xianshan pinched his fingers, suddenly not wanting to go in, but after a moment's hesitation, he walked into the small temple as if nothing happened.

Under the old tree, the Dragon Xixiong is sitting cross-legged. Covered by a faint white light, its red lips and white teeth give it a somewhat majestic appearance.

Nie Xianshan's eyes narrowed and he felt that in the void behind Long Xixiang, there seemed to be another illusory "sky", in which a blue dragon and an old elephant were invited to swim and stroll.

"Are you really done?!"

Nie Xianshan's chest felt tight, and he almost didn't take a step back. Looking at Long Xixiang, who was full of energy and hanging in the sky behind him, he felt as if someone had slashed him with a knife.

"You actually did it?"

"If you don't break, you don't stand. If you break and then stand, I'll be done!"

Long Xixiang slowly put down his palm and looked at Nie Xianshan, who was pretending to be calm. He first smiled and then burst out laughing, causing the latter's face to turn livid and black from laughter.

"enough!"

Nie Xianshan still couldn't hold it back. He raised his hand, swept his sword energy across his head, and chopped off his head.

Long Xixiang stopped laughing, but did not avoid and resist, letting the sword energy roar towards him and disappear into the void behind him.

"Dragon, Elephant, Vajra, Great Perfection."

Nie Xianshan's breathing was a little rapid.

"I have been sitting here for more than 40 years, but I have not made any progress."

Looking at the four-wheeled sun hanging in the sky, Long Xixiang felt that his mood was equally clear. Years of haze had been swept away, and he felt that his spirit was still lively:

"Old Nie, I think my current divine talent should be no less than that of the two ancestors."

"..."

Nie Xianshan shuddered, took a deep breath, and then felt relieved: "After forty years of fierce fighting with Wan Zhuliu, your savings are enough...

Long Xixiang refused to be polite to him at all and said to himself: "Fifty years ago, I lost the third victory in the True Inheritance Trial. Now that I am out of seclusion, I want to make up for it."

"you......

Nie Xianshan's face turned slightly dark. He regretted coming because this old guy was clearly poking his lungs.

"go together?"

Long Xixiang waved, and two golden lights in the temple fell on him. They were the Canglong cassock and his weapon, the ancient elephant spirit dragon subduing demon pestle.

"Now that you have passed the True Inheritance Trial, do you still need the magic weapon?"

Nie Xianshan's face was expressionless.

"Yes, why not use it?"

Long Xixiang stood up.

"....:

Nie Xianshan rolled his sleeves and was about to leave, but Long Xixiang seemed to have predicted it, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and pulled him into the secret realm of health preservation.

Nie Xianshan was finally furious:

"Are you done?!"

Three poles high in the sun, there is a large house in the east of the city.

Several old servants stood with their hands down. Yan Chunyang was eating his meal. His movements were slow and slow. After a while, he wiped his hands and stood up.

"Master Hou, this is the Hengshan Dragon and Tiger List, which records the contemporary elite disciples of Longhu Temple...

At this time, the waiting old servant dared to speak.

Yan Chunyang didn't answer and just asked casually: "Is Long Xinglie number one?"

"yes."

"Then there's no need to read."

Yan Chunyang raised his hand, and a faint light fell on his palm:

"Lead the way, Longhu Temple."