Chapter 472 Fire Condensation Method

Seeing this, Tong Ba was really at a loss. When he heard the rumors about Lu Meng that day, he felt a little exaggerated. Perhaps Lu Meng was overly concealing his failure. Where is such a heavy thing in this world?

However, after hearing the rumors, his master's eyes lit up. There are all kinds of strange things in this world. The Artifact Casting Sect makes a living by building weapons. The classics in the sect naturally record the strange things in this world. Tong Ba knew a little, but Si Yakong had a clue in his heart.

However, even so, in Si Yakong's estimate, even if it is a long sword made of the heaviest thing or other weapons, as long as it is not a huge hammer, Tong Ba will not be able to lift it. Therefore, Tong Ba is confident to challenge Zhang Xiaohua.

The long sword was not conspicuous, it was obviously a sword embryo. Tong Ba felt that it was impossible for him to lift it with his own strength. However, the fact was unexpected. He couldn't even pick it up. Naturally, he looked back and repeatedly promised him that he would not be embarrassed.

Si Yakong was even more surprised. He didn't seem to have expected such a result. He looked at the same surprised Zhenxuan, who also had a look on his face, and then stood up and came to the venue. When Zhang Xiaohua saw them coming out, he didn't seem surprised. Isn't the purpose of this competition just to draw out his long sword? If the two masters of refining weapons did not come out, Zhang Xiaohua would really doubt his IQ.

The two of them came to the venue and bowed: "Sister Ren, your weapon is so heavy. Lao I and others are very curious. Can you let Lao I take a closer look?"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "But it doesn't matter."

Zhen Xuan waved his hand, and a disciple outside the field took a torch. Zhen Xuan caught it, leaned over to the long sword on the ground, and looked carefully.

At the banquet, Master Nie Gu seemed to understand Si Yakong's meaning, and his face was a little dissatisfied. Zhang Xiaohua was his guest and could not be considered an outsider. Since Si Yakong wanted to see the long sword and just talk to him, it was not a big deal. There was no need to make it so lingering. Why do you want to compete for strength? You also have to take out the secret of the casting door?

However, Si Yakong is always the eldest brother of the Yuli Alliance, and he doesn't want to say anything in person, so he has to wait for this resentment to be discussed later.

Let’s talk about it, Si Yakong and Zhenxuan held a torch and leaned on the ground, approached the sword, watched carefully, sometimes gently rubbed it with their hands, sometimes bounced on the sword with their fingers, and sometimes whispered something. However, as time passed, the two of them not only did not look suddenly enlightened, but instead had a deeper suspicion.

Zhang Xiaohua looked around with a smile, first of all, she wanted to ask in her heart, but looking at the two of them, she probably didn't know the origin of the sword, so she turned to look at Tong Ba.

When Tong Ba saw Zhang Xiaohua looking at her, he felt a little blushed. Although he had ulterior motives, the competition was just an introduction, but he couldn't even catch the weapons he was holding. But he was... Cough cough, I'm a little sorry for the title of "the first divine power of the alliance".

Zhang Xiaohua was about to speak, and two "old scholars" in the field stood up, and there was no confusion in her confused eyes. When Si Yakong frowned and asked, "Young Master Ren, I want to ask you, this thing, oh, where did this sword come from?"

This question was a bit reckless, but it seemed very close. Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "This is what I got from a deserted island overseas."

"Desert Island? Overseas?" Si Yakong was a little surprised and asked immediately: "Can you tell me about the specific location?"

OK, just skip the young hero and change it to a nephew. This is almost a confusing one.

Zhang Xiaohua heard it and said with the flow: "It's so good for Uncle Si to know. Of course, the sea boat encountered a storm and the nephew was blown into the sea, but he didn't know the direction. Later, he luckily returned to the land and forgot to inquire with people."

Zhang Xiaohua's "uncle" was so called to Si Yakong that he would not doubt his answer. He turned around and looked at Zhen Xuan again. Zhen Xuan thought for a while and asked, "Nephew Rich, if it is convenient, can you tell my uncle what it looks like when you see this long sword? Oh, is it trampled on the ground, or is it inserted on the ground, or..."

"Okay, this person also calls himself uncle." Zhang Xiaohua said intimately.

After rolling his eyes for a moment, Zhang Xiaohua said bluntly: "Uncle Zhen, when my nephew saw this long sword that day, it was not on the ground at all!"

"Not on the ground?" Not only the two masters who refined the weapon were surprised, but the others exclaimed, but there was a clear look of joy in the eyes of the two masters.

"Then, this long sword..." Zhen Xuan asked impatiently.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at everyone and said, "When I saw the long sword, it was placed over a magma, just like that, and there seemed to be something invisible underneath. At that time, I was scared to death."

"Ah? Fire Condensation Method?" Si Yakong and Zhen Xuan shouted almost in unison.

Seeing the two of them losing their composures, Master Nie Gu and others were also shocked. They all walked up and asked, "What is Fire Condensation Method?"

Si Yakong and the others were also a little embarrassed. It seemed that this was the first time that Si Yakong coughed twice and said, "The fire condensation method is a weapon refining method that has been lost for thousands of years in our journey of refining weapons. It is a method of using fire to condense raw materials into weapons."

"Oh, that's it." Everyone nodded when they heard this, and said that anyone who suddenly heard that their sect had lost thousands of years would have such a reaction.

Sure enough, Si Yakong and Zhen Xuan pulled Zhang Xiaohua and asked this and that, and they could find out the situation of the Changjian at that time. But what could they do if they saw it in person? If the magic of refining weapons can be learned by the eyes alone, the art of refining weapons can be destroyed?

The two of them were so excited that they pulled away and prepared to go back. Zhang Xiaohua was not happy. You asked me for a long time, and then they left and left myself?

Immediately reached out and grabbed the two of them and asked, "Two uncles, I have been watching for a long time just now. My nephew still wants to ask me what is my long sword made of? How can I refine it to become a real long sword?"

Si Yakong glanced at Zhen Xuan, and Zhen Xuan said awkwardly: "Nephew Ren, I am not hiding my own private words. I really don't know. I have discussed it carefully with Brother Si just now that the things in this world are very magical. If the heavy thing is nothing more than black iron, it can be ten times the size of a fist. If the long sword of the nephew is made of Xuan iron, it is only ten times the ordinary iron sword. You can't let Master Tong catch it. Besides, although the black iron is heavy, it is not too difficult to refine it into weapons. Our two current methods of refining weapons can be refined. Why use the lost fire condensation method?"

Si Yakong also interrupted, "As far as I think, your long sword is still being refined that day. Since the Fire Condensation Technique has been lost long ago and there are no people in the wasteland where you are, you can naturally imagine how long this long sword has been cast on the magma? Such terrifying years have not been cast successfully. How can I be confident that I will cast it into a real long sword?"

"Besides, the weapons are all about sharpness and heavyness. Although the sword of the nephew is not sharp, who can defeat it by just this weight?"

Zhang Xiaohua was silent. That's right, didn't she bully people with the weight of this sword all the way?

At this time, Si Yakong said again: "Only the raw materials of this long sword, Lao I and the fourth brother of the formation don't know. If it is really far-fetched, some legendary Xuanjin may have some imaginations from your long sword."

"Xuanjin?" Zhang Xiaohua Daqi, this was the first time he heard this title, and he couldn't help but ask: "Where does this Xuanjin come from?"

Si Yakong looked at the Zhenxuan and smiled and said, "Well, let's talk about it later. My nephew seems to have not finished the competition with my apprentice."

After saying that, he joined hands with Zhen Xuan to return to the banquet.

"That..." Zhang Xiaohua stretched out her hand and wanted to pull them. Is it necessary to continue this competition?

But before he could reach out, he had already walked back to the banquet, which whetted Zhang Xiaohua's appetite.

Seeing the master leave, Tong Ba walked to the front of the sword and said, "Young Master Ren, as I said just now, if I can raise this sword over my head, I will win."

Zhang Xiaohua looked at him and didn't look like a person who could hold up a long sword, so she nodded and said, "I would like to ask Senior Brother Tong for advice."

Tong Ba smiled and bowed to the surroundings, stood up with a horse stance, took a deep breath, stretched out his hands to hold both sides of the sword, and then shouted loudly, and actually lifted the sword from the ground. Everyone in the Yuli Alliance next to him shouted loudly.

Then, Tong Ba made a thrust, and the muscles on his arms jumped, and he was about to lift the sword up. Seeing this scene, the disciples who were drinking next to him also encouraged to cheer up. The sword moved little by little under Tong Ba's "gripping teeth". However, his slightly trembling legs betrayed his bottom line. When he was lifted to his chest, he could not lift it up anyway. His face was so red that it seemed to be bleeding.

Then, a hint of unwillingness flashed in Tong Ba's eyes. He pulled his hand away, and the long sword fell to the ground like before. Tong Ba had no choice but to bow and said helplessly: "Young Master Ren is indeed a divine power, Brother Yu... Oh, Brother Yu really admires me. I will never dare to call the title of "The First Divine Power of the Alliance" in the future."

Zhang Xiaohualeng said: "Senior Brother Tong's words are amazing. I am not a member of your alliance. What should you do if you follow your first divine power?"

Tong Ba smiled bitterly and said, "The first divine power, the first divine power. Even the young hero's weapons can't be picked up. How can you talk about the first divine power?"

After saying that, he looked very depressed. He took out the booklet from his arms and sent it to Zhang Xiaohua, and said, "Young Master Ren, this is what you deserve. Please accept it. However, it is all about my secrets for the casting door. Please keep it confidential and use it yourself. Don't give it to others. If you have anything you don't understand, just come to the casting door to find me or my master."
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