That night, he left directly after dinner at Juxian Villa. The owner of the manor Yu was actually a little worried after being excited. After all, this matter was a bit too mysterious.
Even if there is an external practice method, without the fresh bones of demons, you cannot enter the stage of forging. The old master Yu knew that the Yu family had inherited for thousands of years and had not even stopped the inheritance of the classics about the previous dynasty.
All records are very detailed.
He even had a set of external practice methods at home, but because later the demons became the dominant, all the foreign martial artists in the former Chen Kingdom were cleaned up.
The ancestor of the Yu family also advised his descendants not to focus on external practice in the future. After many considerations, even if they practice, they cannot enter the realm of external practice masters. Since they cannot enter the realm of external practice masters, they can simply
The idea of external practice is gone.
Moreover, even if you practice to the bone-tempering realm of external practice, you can't beat the demons, and in the end you can't escape the end of becoming a bloody food.
Furthermore, external practice is really difficult to practice. External practice is a skill, and the path to master is amazing.
It would be better to practice internally. At least the meridian refining realm can have certain nourishing effects on the body. However, even if the external bone tempering stage is combined with breathing, it is not as effective as to practice internally. If you want to make the warrior's body live longer,
Only by entering the strong forging outside practice can one enter the stage of master external practice.
Nowadays, everything in the world is for inheritance. With an older generation of martial arts powerhouses in charge, only a force can last for a long time.
This is the potential rules of the world today. The environment has changed, and everything is just following the crowd.
Suddenly, someone told you that Ri could take out two demon corpses. To be honest, Old Master Yu was a little disbelief. After being excited, he smiled. He felt that the young man today should be joking with him.
But it didn't lose much.
But... what the next day, Old Master Yu didn't expect was that this group of young people actually came to visit again. He thought he would not see this young man in the future.
But when dozens of people in front of him entered the farm with bamboo baskets covered with cloth, Old Master Yu was stunned again. He looked at the bamboo baskets and opened his mouth.
These people are naturally under Jiang Heng's command, and each of them is in the third-grade realm, because the steps of Juxian Villa are not suitable for carriages. Even if the corpse of demons is tied, any number of them are not ordinary first- and second-grade martial artists.
Can carry it.
Even so, Jiang Heng had two groups of people to replace them in turn. If he wasn't afraid of causing a sensation, he would even carry them all on his own.
Jiang Heng waved to the old owner Yu. The old owner Yu was stunned for a while before he moved closer. Jiang Heng deliberately avoided the others and casually lifted a corner of a bamboo basket for the old owner Yu.
At this moment, Old Master Yu's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his eyes suddenly turned slightly red.
It doesn't mean that the old owner was out of control. Jiang Heng grinned and said, "Senior Yu can't let these things be put here like this, right?"
"Yes! Yes, Yes!"
Senior Yu quickly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, waved his hand to greet everyone, and guided everyone to start heading towards the underground secret room.
The Yu family’s underground secret rooms are generally not open to outsiders. Except for the Yu family’s direct descendants or those who are extremely trusted by the Yu family, outsiders are not allowed to enter.
But today, Old Master Yu had no time to care about it. He greeted everyone with a smile and couldn't stop and greet the underground secret room.
After all the bamboo baskets were placed in the underground secret room of Yu's house, the old owner Yu arranged for the people brought by Jiang Heng to rest first in Juxian Villa and directly let the servants entertain themselves.
After giving all this, he rubbed his hands and took Jiang Heng into the underground secret room. At the same time, Yu Youdao's son Yu Shouren came down together.
Yu Shouren didn't know what was going on at this moment, but he just kept winking at his father. After all, this was the top secret of the Yu family. But today I don't know what his old man was trying to get in and brought so many people in at once.
.
It was like I was going to the courtesan to listen to the courtesan playing the piano and listening to the songs, but the next moment I found that the courtesan had turned into a 10,000 people who had experienced many battles in an ordinary railing.
This made Yu Shouren look at his old man with resentment.
"Senior Yu, can you start?"
Seeing that the old owner was still having fun, Jiang Heng couldn't help but say.
"Well, that's right! Yes! I'm going to start now!" As he said that, the old master Yu nodded vigorously with a smile, then turned his head to look at Yu Shouren beside him and said viciously: "You guy take a good look at the labor and capital,
But the craft passed down by our ancestors!”
Yu Shouren shivered in fear and nodded quickly and did not dare to say anything.
Jiang Heng glanced at the old senior's only son. The young owner in front of him should be the kind of seedlings in the greenhouse, and they were protected by their parents so well.
There are many such people in this world, but definitely not many. Because even the sons of some gang bosses will mostly let their descendants see the battle and the world.
For example, the younger generation of the Fu family is said to be often tempered outside, even if it is under the cover of Canglang Gang, but at least it has seen some wind and waves. Among them, Fu Qingshui was able to cheer up so quickly after Canglang Gang was destroyed.
It's reasonable.
The old owner Yu had already begun to direct his son to lift the bamboo baskets one by one. When Yu Shouren saw these unknown pieces of meat, he did not have any change in his expression. He did not know about Yu Youdao's eyesight.
What kind of meat is it?
The old owner Yu began to ask Yu Shouren to help carry the bamboo basket into the giant furnace again. Yu Shouren tried to carry a bamboo basket and seemed a little difficult, so he planned to reach out and grab one of the pieces of meat.
However, I was soon scolded by my own son Yu Youdao.
Yu Shouren became even more depressed. He glanced at his father weakly, and then secretly glared at Jiang Heng.
Jiang Heng was not in a hurry for a while, and happily watched the white and tender young owner pouring bamboo baskets into the giant furnace one by one.
It took two or three incense sticks for the young manor Yu Shouren to pour all the pieces of demon meat into the furnace.
At this time, the old owner Yu had already taken out some tools from one side. In fact, there was nothing but a weird hammer. It seemed very heavy. The old owner Yu tried it several times but didn't move it, and Jiang Heng didn't watch it either.
I lifted it up before, but it didn't look particularly heavy, but it was only more than 3,000 pounds.
"Thank you, this guy is old and the old guy can't even lift it!"
Yu Lao Zhuangzi smiled helplessly and felt a little embarrassed when he came to the furnace.
Jiang Heng suddenly realized at this time, and it seemed that the old owner could not move this thing in his state. Not to mention the sacrifice and refining this bloody soldier.
"But it's okay, I still have a son!"
The next moment, the old man called Yu Shouren over.
"Do you still remember the blood sacrifice forging method that labor-management taught you back then?" Master Yu's words were almost yelled.
"Well, remember..." Halfway through his words, Yu Shouren seemed to have thought of something. He quickly stretched his neck into the furnace and wanted to look in, but nothing was left except the fiery red piece.
"Dad...Dad...what just...what was thrown in...yes..."
"Um!"
Old Master Yu nodded slightly, then slapped Yu Shouren on the back of the head and cursed: "Why are you still standing there? Work quickly!"
Yu Shouren rubbed the back of his head, and there was no complaint at this time. He just kept laughing. He rolled up his sleeves and carried the hammer and pressed the mechanism. The long black knife in the furnace slowly appeared again.
Jiang Heng discovered at this time that the boy looked thin and weak, but in fact he had a body full of tendons inside, but his appearance looked so pretty that he made people feel illusioned.
Yu Shouren clamped a long black knife with pliers. He wanted to clamp it out, but it was too heavy and couldn't lift it up at all.
Seeing this, Jiang Heng immediately started to clamp it up. Yu Youdao asked Jiang Heng to place it on the iron ingot next to the furnace, and Yu Shouren began to beat it according to his unique technique.
Jiang Heng was watching silently from the side. Yu Shouren beat him very rhythmically every time he breathed and beat him very rhythmically. He did not deliberately pursue a fierce hammer and thumping hard.
After beating for a while, seeing that his son was still beating foolishly, Yu Youdao scolded again and said, "Stupid brat, it's time to quench his blood."
Yu Shouren was not upset and stopped his actions. He was very clear about his old man's temper. He was usually gentle, but once it was time to make a blacksmith, the old man seemed to have changed his own person, and once he made a little mistake.
, never speak if you can do it.
Yu Youdao began to direct Jiang Heng to put the black long sword into the furnace, and waited for a full stick of incense to pick it up again. Yu Shouren began to beat it again.
It just happened over and over again, and it took more than a hundred times. With every continuous pounding and quenching blood, a trace of blood lines began to gradually appear on this long black sword, and the blood-colored lines looked dark red.
It's much more hideous than the beginning.
Even though Mr. Yu did not directly participate in the beat, he still felt sweaty. His body was the weakest here. In the end, he had to sit on a small stove next to him, and the sound of commanding was much smaller.
The forging is still continuing, and it has been forged dozens of times. Mr. Yu spoke again this time.
"Stop! Mr. Jiang bleed!"
"bloodletting?!"
Jiang Heng looked at Old Master Yu in confusion and felt a little confused about the other party's meaning.
Seeing this, the old owner explained patiently: "Let your own blood, the blood soldier sacrifice requires your own blood to take the last step. After the blood sacrifice, this blade will be in line with your heart and can maximize the driving force.
Bloody Soldier!”
Hearing the word, Jiang Heng nodded, looked around and found a blade that looked a little new on the wall, holding it in his hand, and slashed it hard.
Not cut.
Just a spark was drawn, and the father and son were a little scared.
Jiang Heng frowned and increased his strength again, and then he slashed hard, and the blade rolled up directly.
"Use this!"
Yu Youdao couldn't stand it, so he quickly got up and chose a blade with a blade with a texture that was definitely different from that in Jiang Heng's hand and handed it over.
This time, Jiang Heng finally cut his flesh with force, but the wound was not deep, so he had to cut a few more times, and a hole was finally cut on his wrist.
Extend your arm and place it above the black blade. With a slight force on your palm, the blood began to drip down continuously, dropping onto the blade little by little.
Tick tick!
The blood fell on the blade and made a sizzling sound, but no blue smoke came out, but it seemed that it was quickly absorbed by the blade.
As the blood melted into the blade, the dark red patterns on the blade began to slowly emerge with scarlet blood.
The blood is getting stronger and stronger, and the blood keeps dripping.
After putting a small teacup in full, the old owner Yu stopped Jiang Heng's movements.
"Enough!"
"Last blood quenching!"
Master Yu was a little excited and Jiang Heng nodded and put him in the furnace again.
This time it took an hour for the old owner Yu to ask Jiang Heng to pick him up.
When the black blade was clamped up, Jiang Heng frowned slightly and slightly increased the force of the clamps he held.
The force was getting stronger, and this time it almost used 80% of the force. The blue veins were slightly raised, and the black long knife began to slowly pull out.
"Haha! It's done! It's done!"
When Old Master Yu saw this scene, his eyes were covered in blood, his face was full of excitement, and he laughed hysterically.
Jiang Heng's face was getting more and more excited, as if the heavier the thing was, the more excited he was.
When the black long knife was raised, Jiang Heng threw away the pliers in his hand and held them up directly.
I just used pliers to clamp it hard, but I felt the real weight of the knife at this time.
Jiang Heng's eyes condensed slightly, and his muscles jumped up and raised them suddenly.
The good guy is actually twice as heavy as before! It looks like it is nearly 30,000 kilograms!
What Jiang Heng didn't expect was that he felt like blood was connected.
Trying to let the blood flow into it, I saw that the dark red patterns on the black sword began to turn bloody and red, and the blade made a light sound.
With a gentle wave, a blood light shot out, and a sudden explosion of sound broke out on the ground. The floor made of huge rocks had now cracked a deep gully.
This scene made the Yu family and his son almost burst into tears. The touch in their hearts could not be understood by outsiders.
The hundreds of years of inheritance have reappeared at this moment, and this feeling is indescribable.
Especially this blood soldier was not refined with human blood, but was refined with demon blood that was rarely used by ancestors.
Jiang Heng did not have as much feelings as they did. He was silently sensing the blood soldiers in his hand. With the knife just now, he didn't even use even a 10% qi and blood.
This feeling was not felt even by the demon bow before. Although the demon bow can withstand the infusion of qi and blood power, it is far less smooth than the blood soldiers in his hand.
It feels like this is not a weapon, but an extension of the arm.
I vaguely feel that if this blood soldier is used to use such a bloody move to cover the sea, will it be infused and used!
Jiang Heng couldn't wait to try it out.
The old master Yu seemed to have seen something at this time. He looked at the blood soldier with a frenzy and said, "Come here to try the military field! Try the power of the blood soldier! You must try it! I want to see the bottom.