Beast

Yang Qing has never started blacksmithing, let alone refining weapons.

However, for refining pills and making talismans, weapon refining is still more suitable for him. The control and use of power are his advantages. Compared with Qi refining monks who use true energy, his control of power is more precise.

Selector Peak, another thing is because of Wang Youcai.

Although Wang Youcai had no direct hatred for him, he had to kill him. For the safety of his relatives, Yang Qing had to do this. He didn't believe that Wang Erli and Wang Youcai ignored Wang Dali's death and remained silent for the time being. They were looking for opportunities.

, accumulating strength.

Qifeng and the Medicine Garden were only about forty miles apart, so they parted ways with Lu Zhen and the others without much politeness.

Qi Peak is much older than the Han Iron Mining Area. From the layout of the palaces and pavilions to the deacons and the distribution of disciples, there is a complete system, and everyone performs their duties without any disorder.

It is divided into three floors, the first floor is the place for smelting, the second floor is where the embryos are made, and the third floor, which is the top of the mountain, is where the formation patterns are carved.

The disciples at one level are all in the Xiantian realm and have the largest number of people. They are responsible for guarding the furnace and transporting ores. Most of these refining materials are ordinary. The precious ores need to be refined in the refining hall. The homework is very easy and can convert a large amount of

Time is spent practicing.

On the second floor, for the outer disciples who are above the Sea of ​​Consciousness Realm, their job is to temper the embryonic weapon with high quality and quantity.

On the third floor, there is a palace called the Weapon Refining Hall. Inner disciples come here to learn skills, and some come here to complete sect tasks. Most of the deacons are inner disciples who are resident here.

After everything was done, Yang Qing, who looked curious, and four other disciples from Hantie Mining Area were led by Deacon Qi Feng in black robes embroidered with small hammers. They distributed houses, clothing, etc., handed down Qi Feng's rules, and a book titled "

After practicing the weapon refining technique of "Light Nirvana Hammer", he left with a serious expression.

After nodding with the other four disciples whose names were unknown, he returned to his own house.

Above the Sea of ​​Consciousness Realm, the houses of the outer disciples are all on the second floor, while the inner disciples have pavilions with reading abilities on the third floor.

The standard house has a wooden frame, is filled with stones, and is sealed with fine sand. The roof is made of red tiles. It is divided into two rooms, about three feet long, two feet wide, and nearly two feet high. This kind of house can fit a family of four.

It has a spacious accommodation, and there are hundreds of houses built around the mountain, with a distance of more than ten feet apart.

The environment here is much better than that in the Han Iron Mine. When you push the door open, you will find the room where the tool embryos are tempered. There is a light red and a black square tripod with three legs and no ears. It is half a foot long and wide, and only four feet high.

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A black hammer as long as a forearm is placed on a round iron pier that is half a person's height. The cylindrical hammer head is only one circle larger than a fist. A long black fire tongs rests on the side.

The adjacent bedroom is equally simple. The rocks on the ground are polished very flat like the other bedroom. There is only a wooden couch, a table and a chair on it.

After replacing the gray robe with a black robe embroidered with fire-colored hammers, the whole person looked more energetic.

"It's really good. You can also learn to refine weapons." Yang Qing was satisfied in his heart. He was not used to being in a strange environment for the first time.

"Let's first take a look at what this "Nirvana Hammer" is."

The Nirvana Hammer is a book on how to refine weapons, and what he has in his hand is only the introductory chapter, which is to refine the weapon embryo. As for studying the formation pattern, the method of carving the formation pattern can only be obtained after completing a certain amount of homework, or to hide the skill.

Go to the second floor of the pavilion to learn it.

To temper the weapon embryo, you need to have the ability to forge ten thousand stacks, which is called sixteen forging.

Disciples like Yang Qing who came from other outer peaks and have a certain level of cultivation do not need to complete the homework in the first three months. They only need to master the introductory chapter of "Nirvana Hammer" and make up the homework after three months.

.If you fail to master it within three months, you will be randomly transferred to other peaks. If after three months, you have ten days of unfinished homework, the same will apply.

Ten thousand stacks of forging may not be possible for ordinary people in a lifetime, but for monks, with better raw materials, it only takes a little more time, and three months is not a short time.

Study hard and it will be the next day in a blink of an eye.

After receiving enough kerosene for a month, I carried back ten pieces of ordinary pig iron weighing more than ten kilograms, filled it with water, and started the furnace to try.

The kerosene is contained in a black iron bucket, which is the size of a water bucket. A long-handled iron spoon can hold three liang, enough to burn for an hour.

"Chichi!"

Pour half a spoonful of transparent and viscous fire oil into the fiery red square cauldron, making a sound like cold water being poured into a hot pot.

"Is this square tripod a magic weapon?"

Yang Qing stretched out his arms and looked curiously.

"puff!"

The fire oil in the fiery red square cauldron burst into flames, causing him to jump back in shock.

I touched my eyebrows and found that they were not burnt, so I felt relieved.

The kerosene inside the square cauldron burned wildly, but not a trace of it escaped. There were no sparks, no black smoke, and no heat wave.

Feeling amazed in his heart, he used tongs to hold a piece of irregular-shaped pig iron and put it in, and then watched it quietly.

"Hoo ho!"

The fiery red flames enveloped the pig iron, and the flames burned fiercely as they jumped.

Before the tea cup was ready, the pig iron was already red, and the flame inside the square tripod was much hotter than the flame made from coke.

He took it out with tongs, placed it on an iron pier thicker than his waist, picked up a small hammer weighing thirty kilograms, and started to forge it.

The flaming red pig iron is very hot, and the sweat is evaporated as soon as it appears.

"Clang clang clang!"

When the hammer is hammered down, sparks will fly out, and the impurities in the pig iron will be removed.

Whether it is the square tripod or the small hammer itself, the material itself is extraordinary, so that a good weapon embryo can be forged. When carving the formation pattern, the hammer is even more stringent, and even for experts to refine the weapon, the tools used must be of the highest quality.

superior.

His spiritual consciousness checked the condition of the pig iron. Even though Yang Qing's spiritual consciousness was tenacious, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Continuously study, correct, and try again according to the "Nirvana Hammer".

The black cauldron can prevent water vapor from escaping, and such a house can prevent the sound of beating from being heard.

As the kerosene is added, the pig iron in the tongs becomes smaller and smaller.

What he was doing at this time was just following the steps and controlling his strength so that he could not use it yet.

The day passed peacefully. Except for the fact that a fat middle-aged man in a white robe opened the door with one hand, glanced at him briefly, and then left, there was no other abnormality.

The middle-aged man was an inner disciple. He came here and left without waiting for Yang Qing to speak. This made his heart sink. He secretly guessed that this person might have a certain relationship with Wang Dali. It would be okay if he had a grudge against Wang Dali.

If the two of them become good friends, things will become troublesome, and I can't help but be wary.

Early the next morning, Yang Qing rushed to Guanyue Mountain.

The distance between the two is much closer than that from Hantie Mine Area to Guanyue Mountain.

The black robe made Yang Qing look much more handsome than before. Sun Xinyao looked up and down with a smile on her lips.

"How about it, are you used to it at Qifeng?" Sun Xinyao said in a crisp voice with beautiful eyes and affection.

"How can I not get used to it? The wooden couch is so big!"

Yang Qing gestured exaggeratedly, looking very happy.

"By the way, my brother told you to go to Jinling Peak tomorrow morning." Sun Xinyao said apologetically, and then she got a little angry.

"Why don't you go? He won't eat me, right?" He was slightly surprised in his heart, but said jokingly with an indifferent expression on his face.

"Hehe, if he dares to make things difficult for you, I will ask my father to beat him to vent your anger." Sun Xinyao relaxed and then said with a slight request, "Yang Qing, just for me, you don't want to be the same as him, okay?"

"How dare you? It's too late to please me."

It was slightly bright the next day, and Yang Qing tidied his robes and neatly tied up his bun.

On Banhuan Mountain, Sun Shifeng threatened him with his life and killed him. There was always resentment and anger in his heart, as well as a trace of fear. He was just forced by oppression and did not dare to resist. As time went by, the matter gradually became blurred.

The emotion also faded away, and when Sun Shifeng was mentioned that day, it was evoked again. At that time, there was very little resentment in my heart, and I no longer feared him, but more of a

The public resisted.

If you resist, you will be ordered around by this person. If you resist, you will have to be conceited and submissive to this person.

But in order to reduce the obstacles between him and Sun Xinyao, he had to do this.

Feeling depressed and nervous, I wiped my face to make myself look more natural, and walked quickly towards Jinling Peak. I waited until it was still dark at the foot of the mountain.

The first impression of Jin Lingfeng is that it is sharp, and the second is that it is majestic, making people feel overbearing and intimidating.

Yang Qing stood at the foot of the mountain, feeling even more depressed. He didn't like feeling this way.

On a stone platform at the mountain gate that can provide shade from the sun and rain, a young man is sitting cross-legged on a futon, his eyes slightly closed, as if he is practicing.

Yang Qing did not bother, just stopped and stood, waiting quietly.

When you are ‘summoned’, you must lower your posture.

As the sky dawned, the disciple who guarded the mountain woke up. He held his chin and looked listlessly at Yang Qing, who had remained in the same posture. He was thinking, this person is more conscientious than me.

As the sun rises, many disciples are chatting and laughing as they go to complete various sect tasks. They are very curious about the people who have been waiting here so early in the morning. Could it be that they have fallen in love with a female disciple on the peak? Hey, what kind of eyes do they have?

Each one looks like a tigress.

In the blink of an eye, three shots rose in the slightly gloomy sky.

Yang Qing was already impatient and resentful. He originally came early to avoid having Sun Shifeng wait for him, but he didn't expect to be left out for so long.

"Huh, early morning, just bear with it."

It was already early November, and it would snow every few days. At this moment, snowflakes as thick as goose feathers were falling.

It's like spring all year round on top of Jinling Peak, but it's a different scene below the mountain, covered with a layer of white snow.

At this time, Shoushan's disciples looked at Yang Qing as if they were an idiot.

"Hey! Should we go or not?"

Yang Qing didn't care about the snowflakes falling on him, he was annoyed by feeling like this.

This wait lasted another hour.

Just as he was grinding his teeth, two people walked down the stone steps hundreds of feet wide without a single snowflake.

One person has an indifferent expression and a chain of eyebrows, while the other person has a more peaceful face.

One of these two people is Sun Xinyao's brother, Sun Shifeng, and the other is his junior brother Pang Zeming.

At this moment, after seeing Yang Qing with a few snowflakes on his black robe and a calm expression, Sun Shifeng's expression did not change, while Zeming looked a little helpless.