Two hundred kilograms of molten iron exuded high temperatures and were poured into a large silver-white vat by the sergeants. It was not known what kind of material the vat was made of, but it could withstand the high temperature of the molten iron.
People who were closer to him had sweat on their foreheads. It wasn't clear whether it was because they were too hot or because they knew what was going to happen next.
Xie Changyuan was tall and had taken off all his underwear at this time. The ground under his feet had been paved, and his bare feet made a dull sound every time he stepped on the ground.
Several soldiers stepped forward and, following Ou Yefeng's instructions, removed the iron hand that Xie Changyuan had attached to his severed arm. This affected the muscles and bones, and the pain was equivalent to having his hand cut off again.
"Poof!" Blood spurted out from the severed part of Xie Changyuan's arm, but his expression remained unchanged.
This iron arm was temporarily used by him on Kongming Mountain, and he never thought he would take it off so soon.
Xie Changyuan pointed his severed arm at Fairy Zixia.
The latter understood, took out a bottle of medicinal powder with spiritual energy from the bag, unscrewed the stopper and sprinkled it on Xie Changyuan's wound. In an instant, the bleeding on the broken arm stopped and it healed quickly.
"It's still too late for you to turn back now." Zixia Fairy put away the medicine bottle and advised.
Xie Changyuan said nothing and walked straight to the center of the open space.
Fairy Zixia had no choice but to follow Xie Changyuan, followed closely by two young generals holding large iron bars.
"Bring it up." Xie Changyuan shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, eight soldiers took the two iron rods and a few iron chains and tied up the large vat containing molten iron. The eight men were divided into two rows, picked up the vat, and slowly moved it to the open space.
Near the center.
There were more than a hundred people watching, all of whom were battle-hardened veterans, but they were swallowing nervously at this moment.
Ou Yefeng's grandfather and grandson were also at the side, their eyes full of worry.
A tank of molten iron weighs more than 200 kilograms. This is the essence extracted from a thousand kilograms of fine iron. After melting, it turns into a dazzling red color and exudes an uncomfortable high temperature.
Fairy Zixia took a look, stretched out her bare hand and flicked a fire-fixing bead onto the surface of the molten iron, causing a splash of iron slurry.
The fire-fixing beads dissolve immediately after being put into the vat, which ensures that the molten iron maintains a high temperature within a certain period of time and will not solidify quickly.
The ancient Zen methods recorded on the pages of the book are the methods used to create the famous Eighteen Bronze Figures, including the prescription for making the body compatible with gold and iron, the forging method and the breathing method.
For the forging part, you need to pour molten copper water on the body, and use breathing methods to quickly absorb the Geng metal energy through the body surface, so that it can be integrated into the limbs and bones to strengthen the body. During this period, a person with strong hands and heavy hands is also required to beat with a stick.
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This method is overbearing, and for practitioners, the pain that needs to be endured during this process is unimaginable, and this tempering process needs to last for an hour.
Compared with copper, the effect of forging fine iron is stronger and the pain endured during the process is more severe. No one has done this since ancient times because it is too risky.
"Hoo!" Xie Changyuan steadied his horse and began to breathe in and out according to the breathing rhythm recorded in ancient methods.
After maintaining it for a while, it seemed as if every acupuncture point on the whole body was breathing, and there was no wind in the beard and hair.
"Come." Xie Changyuan said.
Hearing this, Fairy Zixia made a secret gesture and pointed her green jade finger at the large vat. The latter began to tremble violently, and then the vat full of molten iron floated into the air as if it had lost gravity, approaching Xie Changyuan with frighteningly high temperatures.
"Poof!"
The moment the molten iron came into contact with Xie Changyuan's skin, a sound of burning flesh was heard. All sounds within a hundred meters radius seemed to stop suddenly. I don't know how many people forgot to breathe at this moment. They watched this strange and scalp-numbing thing.
One scene.
Xie Changyuan's physical training is strong, but after all he is an ordinary person. He may be able to withstand swords and guns in ordinary times, but it does not mean that he is invulnerable to water and fire.
And this molten iron has a high temperature of thousands of degrees!
Xie Changyuan frowned, he felt that his skin had been burned to char, and it was really painful!
He tried not to cry out in pain, and watched helplessly as a ball of neither thin nor thick molten iron enveloped him.
First the arms, then the legs, then the torso, and finally the head.
I don't know when, Xie Changyuan was like a beggar chicken, tightly wrapped in the blazing high temperature, and came into close contact with the molten iron that was over a thousand degrees.
There was a smell of barbecue in the air, but no one thought about it, and they all looked at the tall figure with full attention.
"Huh!" Xie Changyuan was confused. The only thing he remembered to do was to maintain the breathing method.
The ancient method of breathing can help the human body absorb the Geng metal energy in the iron water and force it into the body. It can also allow people to breathe and hold their breath while being completely wrapped.
"Hit!" Fairy Zixia's eyes were sharp.
"I'm sorry, General Xie!" A young general took a deep breath.
He picked up the big iron rod in his hand, endured the billowing heat waves, and began to follow the forging method. He hit Xie Changyuan's back covered with molten iron with a stick, and a low "poof" was heard!
As military generals, they naturally have extraordinary arm strength. Moreover, the two generals are both body-training madmen. Their arms can weigh seven to eight hundred kilograms in a flash. According to the previous instructions, each of their sticks hit Xie Changyuan with all their strength.
, but the latter remained motionless.
"Puff puff puff!"
"Bah, bah, bah!"
The two generals raised and lowered their sticks, with tense expressions, carefully beating every part of Xie Changyuan's body, driving the molten iron into his body. After only one stick of incense had passed, the two men were already sweating, and their arms were slightly wet.
acid.
At this time, Fairy Ziwei opened her red lips lightly and blew out a breath, which suddenly turned into a strong wind, blowing the molten iron on Xie Changyuan's body red and shiny. The temperature suddenly increased at this moment, and Xie Changyuan screamed subconsciously because of the burning.
Even with breathing techniques, the pain cannot be relieved.
Taking advantage of the heat, the two generals did not dare to neglect and accelerated the speed of beating with the iron rods in their hands. At this time, Xie Changyuan's tall body was already shaking slightly.
The sound of knocking seemed to hit everyone's heart. Many soldiers couldn't bear to witness it, and turned away with frowns, tears secretly filling their eyes.
They respected Xie Changyuan so much, so how could they bear to see him suffer like this? It was precisely because of the respect they had for him in their hearts that they clearly couldn't bear it but refused to leave.
Looking at Xie Changyuan who had turned into an iron man, Ou Yefeng burst into tears, and little Moye cried loudly.
"puff!"
At some point, the big iron rods in the hands of the two generals were also burned red and bent with frequent blows. The high temperature also burned the palms of the two generals, but they did not say anything. They changed to another iron rod and continued to beat them.
I understand that the pain in my hand is not even one percent as bad as Xie Changyuan's!
Fairy Ziwei could only silently feel Xie Changyuan's vitality.
As the person involved, Xie Changyuan was no different from being in a volcanic lava at this time. The severe burning pain all over his body made him almost grind his steel teeth to pieces. He had no idea of time anymore. His brain was full of pain, but he still couldn't stop it.
Forget about that breathing technique.
At this time, his mouth and nose have been sealed, and the replacement of breathing has become the pores and acupuncture points all over his body. During the breath, Gengjin Qi penetrates into his meridians, limbs and bones, washing him inside and out.
, and attached to it.
Gradually, the flesh on his body is no longer pure flesh, a certain element flowing in his blood is also growing rapidly, and the toughness of his body is also increasing like a rebirth from Nirvana.
"call!"
In an instant, Xie Changyuan regained consciousness, and he was so excited from the bottom of his heart that he looked up to the sky and screamed!
Then his mouth received a solid blow from the stick.
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The forging continued, and time also passed. Unknowingly, an hour had passed. The generals stopped holding the iron rods in their hands, completely ignoring the pain in their palms, and stared at Xie Changyuan with their two pairs of eyes.
Then, the onlookers turned around one after another. Under the gaze of everyone, only a thin layer of molten iron remained on Xie Changyuan's body, which slowly solidified into a metallic luster.
At the scene, even the sound of breathing was very clear, and everyone's eyes were almost in a line. Xie Changyuan, who was the focus, maintained a posture of looking up to the sky and roaring, with the fingers of his hands spread out, the palms of his hands facing the sky, and the fingers bent, as if he had turned into an iron sculpture.
As time passed, Xie Changyuan remained motionless, as if he was dead.
Everyone felt bad, but no one dared to speak. Only a little girl, Xiao Moxie, started to cry.
"Alas." Ou Yefeng lowered his head.
Everyone couldn't believe it. Even Fairy Zixia had a serious face, but suddenly they heard a "click" and everyone trembled. They looked up and saw a gap in Xie Changyuan's chest. To be precise, his outer shell was cracked.
The next moment, Xie Changyuan's body suddenly jerked away, and pieces of iron sheet fell from his body, shattering into powder when they hit the floor.
At this time, Xie Changyuan's complexion was livid, his eyebrows and hair were completely burned. A wave of Geng metal energy swept through him while breathing, and his eyes were as sharp as a thousand arrows shooting out, flashing with cold light.
He was like a moving iron mountain. Every step he took made the earth tremble. He just grinned and said something.
"Perfect."
Everyone was speechless.
At this time, the sun was three high, and Xie Changyuan's tall body was exposed to the sun, shining with gleaming brilliance. If he stood still, he would really look like an iron statue from a distance.
The body that had been tempered by the ancient Zen methods was indeed stronger than before. Xie Changyuan felt that there was so much strength in his body that sparks could fly out just by raising his hand and snapping his fingers.
"Stretch out your hand and try?" Xie Changyuan looked at Fairy Zixia.
The latter didn't say anything. He directly pulled out an immortal sword from Qiankun's sleeve. With a flick of his green jade finger, the immortal sword rose into the air and slashed down at Xie Changyuan's chest.
This sword was like a thunderbolt. The white light instantly blinded everyone's eyes. They could only hear the sound of gold and iron clashing throughout the valley. Xie Changyuan's chest burst with sparks and smoke. When the white smoke dissipated, the golden elixir monk struck.
The flying sword actually only left a shallow scratch on his body.
"Okay!" hundreds of onlookers praised loudly!
Immediately, everyone was laughing, and Xie Changyuan also laughed, thinking that the pain of the previous hour was not worth it.
Under this gratifying scene, Fairy Zixia shook her head.