"As I said just now, the quality and quality of a divine material like red silver ore is there. Let alone tempering it with an ordinary hammer, I'm afraid the final outcome will be that the red silver ore is not obtained. Real tempering, and the hammer in our hands has been completely deformed and scrapped,"
Master Yuchi naturally knew the details of Wu Jie, otherwise he would not have given him the hammer made of meteorite iron: "You will take the hammer I gave you and help me forge red silver ore later. As for the harvest, It all depends on your understanding,"
Wu Jie smiled, not that he was boasting, but in terms of understanding, it is probably impossible to find a player who can match him in the current chaotic world.
The comprehension rating in the chaotic world is based on the rating data obtained by the system based on the scan of the player's body when the player first enters the game. This data is between 0-100. What is evil is that before entering the game, Wu Jie relied on his mental perception. He just reached a mysterious state of unity between man and nature, so that when he entered the game "Chaos", the system scanned his body and gave a data of 100.
What is the concept of 100?
This means that Wu Jie's understanding is perfect in a chaotic world.
Wu Jie believes that if Master Yuchi can really advance successfully this time, then with his own understanding, he will definitely gain a lot.
And this may be the purpose why Master Yuchi specially left him to help.
The advancement and refining of the player's dedicated weapons require the player to possess forging skills. This means that the higher the level of Wu Jie's forging skills in the future, the greater the room for growth of his dedicated weapons.
This is something you can't even ask for. No player doesn't want their equipment to be the best in the game.
...
Time passed quickly during the conversation between Master Yuchi and Wu Jie.
After Master Yuchi added clean coal, the fire was obviously many times better than before. During the conversation between him and Wu Jie, the red silver ore that was placed in the fire began to slowly change color, and finally The entire piece of red silver ore was red. From a distance, the red silver ore, which was obviously protected by Master Yuchi's secret method, looked like a mass of flowing liquid, and from time to time it flashed soft but not coquettishly colorful light.
"Condensation,"
Seeing the situation of the red silver mine in the fire, Master Yuchi, who was chatting and laughing with Wu Jie, had a solemn expression on his face. He performed dozens of complex hand gestures with his hands, and then shouted loudly.
Wu Jie saw that the red silver ore, which was originally like a wave of liquid after being melted in a high-temperature furnace fire, seemed to be slowly cooling down.
"Although red silver ore is a divine material, in fact at this time it cannot be directly used as a forging material. What I did is to purify the red silver ore for the first time, so the red silver you see now The mine can no longer be called a red silver mine,"
Master Yuchi was very patient, and it seemed that he really wanted to treat Wu Jie as a disciple. He kept moving his hands, but he also explained every step of the whole process to Wu Jie.
Wu Jie was like a curious baby, looking at the red silver ore in the fire that not only had its appearance changed, but also seemed to have become much richer in color, and asked: "Master, you said that the red silver ore has been purified for the first time by you. , does this mean that the current red silver mine should be called red silver?"
"no,"
Master Yuchi was very sure and said proudly: "What you see now is not red silver, but mithril, which is higher than red silver."
"What is mithril,"
"Mithril is a material based on red silver ore and purified through the secret forging method of blacksmiths. If red silver ore is only a divine material, then mithril is worthy of being a divine material among divine materials. It has reached this level. The materials are used to forge artifacts, which not only greatly improves the chance of success, but also the level of the artifacts we forge will be higher,"
As for how high it is, Master Yuchi did not say it clearly, but Wu Jie's mind became active. Divine weapons are generally divided into low-grade artifacts, medium-grade artifacts and high-grade myths. But in fact, Wu Jie can be sure from the known information, that is According to the age and grade of the artifact's forging, in fact, after the lower, middle, and upper grade artifacts, there are also ancient artifacts and ancient artifacts.
The main reason for such a division is that the artifacts have spirits. Those artifacts that were created in ancient and ancient times have grown to a certain extent after absorbing the energy of heaven and earth for countless years.
This kind of growth is for the artifact itself, but no matter how fast the artifact grows, because it is limited to the artifact level, it will never be automatically promoted to the holy artifact level.
This is a law in a chaotic world. It is impossible for anyone to change it, and it cannot be changed. Just like in reality, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the moon waxes and wanes...
"Now, let's get started,"
While Wu Jie was still thinking about the laws in the chaotic world, Master Yuchi's rich voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
As his voice fell, Wu Jie saw that Master Yuchi had taken out the mithril that was burning red again in the fire.
At this time, the surface of Mithril feels like it is just burned red, but if you really look carefully, you will find that Mithril has already shone with divine brilliance and is filled with divinity.
"Ding ding... ding ding ding..."
As soon as Mithril was lifted out by Master Yuchi, the hammer he had prepared long ago fell directly on Mithril, making a series of crisp sounds.
At the beginning, Wu Jie didn't understand it yet, and he just cooperated with Master Yuchi's forging efforts. The purpose was naturally to try his best to help Master Yuchi perfectly temper the mithril.
However, the more he tried to cooperate with Master Yuchi's forging rhythm, the more Wu Jie felt an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.
This awkwardness comes from the speed and strength of his hammer drop. Strictly speaking, his rhythmic feel not only fails to match the purpose of Master Yuchi's forging, but instead makes people feel extremely disharmonious.
"What's the problem,"
Wu Jie couldn't understand it, so he tried to understand it more carefully.
"Ding ding... ding ding ding..."
Master Yuchi's hammer still landed on the mithril slowly and slowly, and the sound it made was very clear and sweet, as if it was not forging or tempering the mithril, but rather like Master Yuchi was performing alone. .
"how so,"
Wu Jie has stopped his hand. At this moment, Master Yuchi seems to have merged into the world, and the sound of the hammer in his hand forging on the mithril is like jumping notes. , making people go deep into it and forget to leave.
"This is a kind of restraint, but also a state of mind,"
In an instant, Wu Jie, who felt it with all his heart, understood.
The next moment, he closed his eyes naturally, and the hammer in his hand began to fall on the mithril again, making a pleasant sound of "ding ding... ding ding ding...".
It's like a grand compilation. When the hammer in Master Yuchi's hand falls on Mithril, it emits a crisp, galloping and smooth music. Then when the hammer in Wu Jie's hand falls on the secret realm, it's like a kind of music. The accompaniment is the same, grand, majestic and mountain-like, but the two are neither contradictory nor conflicting, but rather rely on each other to complement each other.
"Good boy,"
Master Yuchi was in a happy mood. Although he didn't pay attention, he truly felt Wu Jie's changes. This change made Master Yuchi's mouth curl up with a proud smile, and he smiled in his heart: "I have realized the rhythm of forging so quickly. He is truly worthy of being the person favored by the previous generation of guardians of the common people,"
Of course, these are only in Master Yuchi's heart, Wu Jie cannot hear them, and with his eyes closed now, it is even less possible for him to see the expression on Master Yuchi's face.
"This kind of rhythm is just right in terms of lightness, weight, slowness, and urgency. It doesn't need to be pursued deliberately, but it seems to be able to temper the mithril better."
Wu Jie felt it with his heart. He felt that every time the hammer fell, it seemed to hit the place where mithril needed to be tempered most. It felt more like it was not tempering, let alone forging, but like It's a massage.
Yes, it's a massage.
Perhaps others may find it incredible, but Wu Jie actually feels this way.
He doesn't know how much time has passed. Anyway, in Wu Jie's heart, it feels like a snap of a finger, but also like millions of years of vicissitudes. He only knows that as he continues to understand with his heart, he finds that it seems that he It's as if the crafting room, the hammer in his hand, and the mithril being tempered by him have been integrated into one book.
Gradually, a strange sword with a length of three feet, nine inches and nine minutes slowly emerged in Wu Jie's mind.
It is said to be a strange sword. Firstly, its shape is far different from the appearance of a long sword in the traditional sense. Its sword body is very wide. An ordinary sword only has two fingers, but this one has three and a half fingers, and it is wider than ordinary swords. The long sword should be one inch shorter. At the same time, in Wu Jie's impression, nine is an extreme number.
The Great Dao is fifty, and the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, so one is left. Dao produces one, one life produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things; all things have life and death, or life or death, or death or life, they are all created by nature, the world of mortals is three thousand feet, or Greed or killing, sadness or joy, there are causes and consequences, and they are entangled with each other to form a calamity, calamity after calamity, which is an immeasurable calamity. Under immeasurable calamity, the monks in China either avoid the world or accumulate merit. , or there are other ways to avoid it, and the means are endless, so the way of heaven is ruthless and treats all living beings as ants; however, the way of heaven is also sentient and leaves a glimmer of hope for all living beings.
Wu Jie is sure that this must be the Qiankun Sword that he and Master Yuchi want to build. Its sword length automatically generates the extreme number nine. It is obviously a sword that can cut down the endless monsters and monsters in the Seven Realms and save all sentient beings in the human world. Preserve a glimmer of hope.
At this moment, Wu Jie had a clear understanding, that is, the Qiankun Sword that he and Master Yuchi worked together to create must be a killing sword, but it is also a life-saving sword.
"boom......"
Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky without any warning.
"Holy crap, this is a weapon robbery,"
At the moment when the thunder fell, Master Yuchi obviously felt it. He opened his eyes suddenly, but he was no longer as calm as before...
(There is only one update today. My neck hurts so much. Tianya gritted his teeth and insisted on coding this chapter, but it took almost four hours. Please forgive me and try to do two updates tomorrow.)
