Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Looking at the young man wielding the huge iron hammer, Zuo Feng seemed to see his appearance in his youth, as if he saw himself when he first came into contact with alchemy.

At that time, Zuo Feng did not know what alchemy was, let alone the method of mixing medicine and the ancient method of alchemy. He thought more that he was learning medicine. It is a skill that can cure diseases and save people, and can save lives and heal the wounded. It is a very necessary means for the warriors in the village.

After being injured but not dead, Zuo Feng did not really give up on himself. After Teng Xiaoyun's persuasion, he finally decided to learn from Zhuang Yu.

I remember that Zhuang Yu started with the most basic identification and processing of medicinal materials, sorting out each kind of medicinal material one by one, and then meticulously processing them.

It sounds simple, but the actual operation steps are very cumbersome. First of all, you have to understand the characteristics of each medicinal material. Some medicinal materials can be used as medicine, and the fruit or leaves may be highly toxic. Some medicinal materials may have medicinal kernels, but the flesh is toxic.

Some medicinal materials also require the vine skin to be peeled off, but the inside of the vine cannot be damaged at all. If the juice flows out, it will lose its medicinal properties.

These various kinds of knowledge not only require the operator to understand clearly from the beginning, but also need to carefully handle every detail in the work.

Although the young man in front of him was only doing the most superficial work, his concentration was not something that ordinary people could do.

Seeing the young man's sweat constantly gathering, merging together and dripping down his hair outside his clothes, he seemed to have no feeling, and his red face was full of excitement.

Seeing that the rough iron was continuously hammered by the sledgehammer, the impurities in it eventually turned into fine particles and were squeezed out, and the remaining part became purer in the continuous hammering, turning from rough iron to fine iron.

The young man's busy figure kept repeating some mechanical work in front of Zuo Feng, but the young man still completed it meticulously.

Until later, he forged several pieces of rough iron into fine iron bit by bit, and after breaking the ore, he slowly added it into it. A weapon of not too high quality gradually took shape in the hands of the young man. Although the weapon was very rough, Zuo Feng's face was filled with the same joy as the young man.

Ancient method of refining weapons, this is the real fundamental method of refining weapons, just like the ancient method of refining medicine, although it is the most primitive and clumsy method, it contains the most primitive law between heaven and earth.

Later people pursued higher levels and faster speeds, but gradually ignored the foundation.

It's like a warrior who pursues the cultivation of the spirit refining period, but ignores the importance of body refining, and ignores that the root of everything is the most important.

First of all, there must be a seed, so that he can grow in the wind and rain, and grow into a towering tree little by little. A house must first lay the foundation before it can be built up, and even the second and third floors can be built.

This foundation is the root of everything and the origin of everything. If you abandon the original place, even if you can move forward, you will inevitably be unable to stabilize, and you may even go the wrong route.

Just as Zuo Feng was thinking in his heart, the picture in front of him suddenly became completely blurred, and then a new picture appeared in front of him.

Zuo Feng could feel the fatigue coming with the transition of the picture, but it only lasted for a moment, and the picture in front of him became clearer.

What he could feel was that the fatigue just now was not an illusion, but that his mental power had been consumed. However, this consumption would not have any effect on Zuo Feng.

What he saw in front of him was still a large grassland, and he could also see the familiar felt houses, but this place was obviously larger than the previous place, and it seemed like the city of Ye Lin and Xuanwu Empire. Many people of all kinds gathered here, some were buying, some were exchanging, and people seemed to be trading with each other in a large market.

Seeing this, Zuo Feng was not interested in the environment and customs here, but quickly searched in the picture. After a while, Zuo Feng saw a young man, a young man under 20 years old.

This young man tied his long hair into countless small braids, and those small braids were scattered on his shoulders. The young man was naked, with a thick leather coat tied at the waist. There was a vague look of Chu Yihu between his eyebrows and eyes, and the look of the young man who wielded the sledgehammer before.

Zuo Feng knew that the young man had grown into a young man. The young man was busy with his head down at this time. A middle-aged man next to him was impatiently pointing at the materials in the young man's hand and saying something, as if explaining something, but obviously he was reluctant.

The young man didn't care. After figuring it out, he started to heat the materials with the fire, and then used a hammer to purify them, processing the materials in this primitive way. The middle-aged man next to him walked impatiently to another young man and introduced them in the same way.

It didn't look like the relationship between the master and the land, but rather a bit like the relationship between the boss and the apprentice that Zuo Feng had seen before. He wanted the apprentice to work for him after learning well, but at the same time he didn't want to learn too many of his own skills.

The young man was not dissatisfied with the attitude of the middle-aged man at all. He was still forging the materials in front of him seriously and doing the most superficial work.

After a while, the young man finished processing the materials and carefully brought them to a cauldron. The cauldron looked quite old and its quality was not very high.

After carefully heating the cauldron, until the temperature reached a satisfactory level, the pieces of forged materials were heated and fused into the anti-theft cauldron. The young man was meticulous in the whole process, and it could even be said that there was a kind of pious reverence in it.

After a long while, the young man slowly opened the cauldron and took out a short spear that had just been refined. However, this short spear was only a prototype and looked very rough, but Zuo Feng could see at a glance that this short spear had reached the grade of an artifact.

When the middle-aged man saw the short spear that had been refined, he first showed joy on his face, but then he frowned and began to curse, and it seemed that his curse was very unpleasant. Finally, he took out three copper coins and threw them on the ground with a shake of his hand. The young man's expression hardly changed much, and he was not angry because of the other party's profiteer-like behavior. He lowered his head and silently picked up the copper coins.

When the young man raised his head, he looked at the cauldron in front of him with a burning gaze, but the look in his eyes was unusually firm. It is hard to imagine that such a young man would have such a firm gaze, just like the gaze of a person who, after seeing the goal, would not take any setbacks seriously.

Then, the picture in front of him became blurred again, and then there was another wave of fatigue, and the power of thought was also partially consumed, but a new picture gradually appeared in front of him.

The threads of thought in his mind did not decrease, but the power of thought in the sea of ​​thought was consumed. Only when the loss was extremely large, the silver thread of power of thought would become dim, but once the thread of thought was formed, it would exist in the sea of ​​thought forever unless it died.

If someone appeared in the cave at this time, they would see that Zuo Feng did not enter the cave, or he actually just walked into the middle of the cave.

Now Zuo Feng closed his eyes tightly, and there was no fluctuation in his body, and even his breathing became very subtle. Except for the occasional slight movement of the eyeballs under his eyelids, he was probably not much different from a dead person.

At this time, the telekinesis that originally filled the cave was now completely compressed and turned into a sphere, covering Zuo Feng and only enveloping the area where he was.

There was a telekinesis thread on the top of the sphere, which extended to the deepest part of the cave, where an old man with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged on a large stone platform.

The old man had opened his eyes at some point, with a hint of doubt, excitement and anticipation in his eyes. But after a moment, the old man suddenly shook his head gently, reached out and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, uncorked it and slowly drank a big sip.

"Boy, I already think highly of you, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated you. Except for my son, no one around me has been able to pass this test successfully.

And my son knew some of the tricks before and used some tricks to pass the test.

You can actually get the best results on the worst road and enter into my past insights. It's really unbelievable. And judging from the posture just now, this kid should have reached my initial stage and started to comprehend from the very beginning.

Although this can allow people to comprehend the most original part of me, But I have to give up the important part at the back. There is no way to have both. Since you are starting from the beginning, each node will consume a lot of mental energy. I am afraid you will quit soon.

However, since you are starting from the most basic part, you should grope your way forward in the future. At most, I will let you quietly repair your Yufeng Panlong Stick. It can be regarded as seeing a small part of the back, and I will not drink your wine in vain. "

Master Chu squinted his eyes and swallowed the wine in his mouth. Then he talked to himself, as if someone was listening to him.

The whole cave became unusually quiet, with only the occasional "gulp" sound of swallowing wine, and no other special sounds.

Amber and Chu Yihu outside the cave looked for a while and found that there was no movement in the cave. Even Chu Yihu, who looked down on Zuo Feng, gradually changed his eyes.

Although he had never successfully passed the test, he knew a lot about this extreme spiritual realm. He was able to stay there for such a long time. Even if he did not pass the test, he must have performed well in it.