A foundry furnace exploded, sending dust flying everywhere.
Shi Songtao walked out in disgrace.
"Failed again?"
The Holy Judge spoke.
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."
Shi Songtao said angrily.
"Can the matter of forging soldiers be called a failure?
I'm trying, it's normal to make some mistakes!"
Which weapon maker dares to say that he will be 100% successful in forging weapons?
Generally speaking, if you can successfully cast a magic weapon once out of three times, the success rate is considered to be extremely high.
Of course, Zhou Shu is an exception.
But not everyone is Zhou Shu.
"Okay."
The Holy Judge said helplessly, "Aren't I anxious?
If you can't forge this magical weapon, we won't know the secret inside it."
"Don't complain, I can make it faster."
Shi Songtao stared at him and said.
"Brothers, let's do it again. I already know what's wrong. This time, I will definitely go further!"
Shi Songtao gritted his teeth and said.
He still didn't believe it. He couldn't forge this magic weapon even if he had the secret recipe for making weapons.
"Deputy Pavilion Master Shi, we are also trying to figure out the secret text you mentioned. I think this place should be explained in this way?"
Zhang Guoqing took a rubbing of the secret text, pointed at a place, and said.
"Like this?...
There is some truth in saying this.
But I have to give it a try."
Shi Songtao said thoughtfully.
In order to forge the magic weapon, everyone went into battle shirtless.
Even Zhang Guoqing, Mi Ziwen and others helped Shi Songtao translate the cipher text.
They are people who are good at writing, so they are more suitable than Shi Songtao to do this.
However, the translation must be verified by Shi Songtao to prove its authenticity.
Everyone discussed the secret text again, and then Shi Songtao got into the foundry room and started working again.
This mysterious place is like a harbor in a storm, calm and peaceful.
The story about this magical weapon attracted everyone's attention, and they even forgot that they came here to avoid danger.
They devoted themselves wholeheartedly to this magical weapon and were full of fighting spirit.
Everyone has only one idea, and that is to solve this mystery!
After failing again and again, Shi Songtao became more and more courageous.
In fact, all the weapon-casting divisions in Huaxia Pavilion have already participated.
But the large number of people did not speed up the casting process.
In this kind of technical work, sometimes simply having too many people does not have much effect.
The Holy Judge urged me from time to time at first, but later, he simply gave up.
He finally figured it out. Whether this magic weapon can be forged depends purely on luck.
Now, he is completely convinced by Shi Songtao and others' art of forging weapons.
With this idea in mind, the Holy Judge wandered around all day long.
He thought he knew a lot about this mysterious place before, but then he came up with this secret recipe for making weapons.
He felt that there might be some secrets here that he had not discovered.
So he wanted to see if he could find something else here.
The Weapon Master is busy casting divine weapons, the Holy Judge and the Holy Impermanence are wandering around, and the rest of the ancestral human race is racing against time to practice.
Nowadays, the people of the ancestral land can be said to be soldiers.
In order to survive, they have to do this.
Under this kind of pressure, life in a mysterious place is not much different from living outside.
Time passes like this little by little.
On this day, the Holy Judge and the Holy Impermanence were wandering around as usual. Suddenly, a colorful light rose into the sky in the distance.
"Brother, did Shi Songtao and the others succeed?"
Shen Wuchang looked at the seven-colored light and said doubtfully.
"It's been so long, it's time to succeed!"
The Holy Judge was a little excited, "These guys are quite useless. If Zhou Shu had been here, he would have succeeded long ago.
Is there any need to delay it until now?"
"Brother, you can't say that."
Sheng Sheng Wuchang said, "If Pavilion Master Zhou was still here, we wouldn't have to hide here.
Then it doesn't matter whether this magic weapon is cast or not.
Anyway, knowing the secrets here has no impact on us."
"You are the only smart one!"
The Holy Judge said angrily.
But having said that, what I said about impermanence also makes sense.
If Zhou Shu really comes back, it means that he has defeated the Transcendent One.
At that time, he can be said to be truly invincible.
In that case, the people of the ancestral land will truly be the masters of the world, and there is no need to come here to avoid unnecessary dangers?
No matter what secrets he has here, it means nothing to Zhou Shu at all.
Of course, it’s useless to talk about this now.
"Let's go and take a look."
The Holy Judge said, "I want to see what secrets there are in this place."
As they spoke, the two of them turned into a stream of light and flew towards the place where the colorful light rose.
……
After a while, the Holy Judge and the Holy Impermanence have arrived at the place where the colorful lights are rising.
Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai, Zhang Guoqing and others have all arrived.
Everyone was gathering together, and the one surrounded by everyone in the center was Shi Songtao.
At this moment, Shi Songtao was holding a strange weapon in his hand.
"Is this the magic weapon you forged?"
The holy judge had a bad temper and couldn't help but speak.
"What's the secret to it?"
"Nothing."
Shi Songtao shook his head and said, "This is not a complete magic weapon, just a part of it."
He looked serious and his eyes were full of excitement.
"We have found the right path, and I finally know how to forge this magical weapon.
Let me tell you, what is recorded in the secret recipe for making a weapon is not a simple magic weapon."
"Nonsense!"
The Holy Judge said angrily.
Can such a mysterious thing be simple?
To put it simply, who would record in this way?
Besides, if it's simple, doesn't it mean you are useless?
It took so much effort to cast part of it!
"This is an incredible magic weapon!"
Shi Songtao ignored the Holy Judge at all and continued, "It itself is an extremely complex system. It is impossible for ordinary people to cast it in one go.
So this casting secret recipe divides it into several parts. You only need to cast these parts, and then you can assemble them together like building blocks."
"We don't care about the process, you just need to cast the final magic weapon!"
The Holy Judge said impatiently, they are not weapon builders and do not care about these processes.
"It's not like that." Shi Songtao shook his head and said, "This method of splitting the magic weapon into multiple parts and casting them separately was originally created by my pavilion master..."
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Guoqing, Mi Ziwen, and Meng Bai all frowned and said in a deep voice.
"I just feel a little weird.
This method of forging weapons is the original creation of the pavilion master, and it is our special skill in Huaxia Pavilion."
Shi Songtao shook his head and said, with some confusion on his face, "But this method is not very secret, and anyone who is willing can learn it.
Maybe someone secretly learned the skills of our Huaxia Pavilion and then wrote this secret recipe for making weapons."
"You mean, the weapon-casting technique recorded in this secret recipe for weapon-making comes from Huaxia Pavilion?"
Zhang Guoqing said thoughtfully.
"It's not the art of forging weapons."
Shi Songtao explained, "There are many sources of weapon-casting techniques in the world. The same magic weapon can be cast using different weapon-casting techniques. In fact, the finished product will not be much different.
The so-called art of forging weapons is nothing more than the proportion of materials, the control of fire, the design of weapons, etc.
What I'm talking about is a concept of forging weapons.
Or in the words of our cabinet master, it is some project management methods..."
Everyone was confused after hearing this.
None of them are weapons masters, nor have they ever participated in the management of Huaxia Pavilion. They have little understanding of what Shi Songtao said.
"Deputy Pavilion Master Shi, let me ask you, does this secret recipe have anything to do with Huaxia Pavilion?"
Mi Ziwen said in a deep voice.
"Of course not."
Shi Songtao laughed dumbly and said, "I know all the secret recipes for making weapons in Huaxia Pavilion, but there is no secret recipe for making weapons.
You don't know anything about Zhubing...
I'm just saying that the concept of this secret weapon-making recipe is exactly the same as that of our Huaxia Pavilion. If the person who designed it is the weapon-casting master of our Huaxia Pavilion, I also believe it.
Perhaps this is why heroes think alike."
"I said you have been talking about it for a long time. When will you be able to cast this complete magic weapon?"
The Holy Judge said impatiently.
"Soon, soon."
Shi Songtao was not angry, and said excitedly, "That's how Zhu Bingyi is. Sometimes, a small problem can block people for a long time, but once the problem is solved, the rest of the way will be smooth. I have understood the secret recipe for making weapons, so now it’s time to witness the miracle!”
Shi Songtao's face was full of the confidence of a technical man.
"Then stop talking nonsense and get started."
The Holy Judge said, "You have wasted so much time, hurry up and cast the magic weapon!"
Shi Songtao's flirtatious look was given to a blind man.
These guys, who are not Weaponsmiths, cannot understand his excitement at all.
Shi Songtao couldn't help but roll his eyes. Telling these guys about the art of forging weapons was like playing the piano to an ox!
It's a pity that the master of the cabinet is not here, otherwise the master of the cabinet would definitely understand my feelings.
The excitement of solving a problem in the art of forging weapons simply surpasses everything else.
"Okay, I'm starting to work."
Shi Songtao said half-heartedly, "By the way, I still need some weapons-making materials. Please help me and send them to me.
Also, I must keep quiet around here and don’t let anyone disturb me.
When casting magic weapons, the most taboo thing is to be disturbed.
If I failed because someone interrupted me, I would get mad."
"Don't worry, I will protect you personally. As long as I am here, no one can disturb you."
The Holy Judge waved his hand and said, "But if you fail to cast it successfully, I will also get angry!"
The two of them stared at each other and snorted coldly.
The two of them now dislike each other.
Everyone looked at the two of them like vindictive children and were speechless.
"Okay, let's do whatever we need to do."
Finally, it was Yon Ziwen who spoke, waving his hands to get everyone back on track.
……
Shi Songtao spoke confidently, but the Holy Judge waited outside his foundry for three full years and still did not wait for Shi Songtao to come out.
Holy Judge, I’m getting a little bored waiting.
He had seen Zhou Shu casting magic weapons before, but it had never taken Zhou Shu such a long time.
"Brother, just be content with what I say."
The Holy Impermanence Old God was lying on the ground in a rocking chair and said nonchalantly, "Do you think everyone is like that Zhou Shu?
In just a few years, a person who has become the master of Tiangong Pavilion from an innocent person can be an ordinary person?
He is the strongest weapon maker in history. He can't even compare to Yang Zhitian, let alone others.
Isn’t it normal for it to take several years to forge a powerful magic weapon?
I remember that for several Tiangong Pavilion masters in the past, it would take ten years to forge a Primordial Divine Weapon. It has never happened that it took hundreds of years to forge a Primordial Divine Weapon.
Where is this now?"
The Holy Judge sighed. He understood the truth, but waiting was really making people a little anxious.
"Second brother, tell me, who is the person who left this secret recipe for making weapons?"
The Holy Judge sighed, "Since he knows the secret of Huaxia Pavilion, does he have anything to do with Huaxia Pavilion?"
"You ask me, do I know?"
Sheng Wuchang said helplessly that his mind was not very bright to begin with. Thinking about this kind of thing makes him dizzy. How could he possibly know?
And didn’t Shi Songtao make it very clear?
Heroes think alike!
That method doesn’t necessarily have to be someone from Huaxia Pavilion. Others can understand it, right?
The Holy Judge didn't expect to get an answer from Impermanence, he just complained.
This mysterious place has always been his private secret garden. For tens of thousands of years, only he has been able to enter and exit it.
Now that another person who may come in and out of this place suddenly appears, the Holy Judge, wouldn't you be curious?
If we want to say that the person who cares most about this secret is probably his Holy Judge.
"Where in the world are there so many coincidences?"
The Holy Judge snorted coldly, "The heroes think alike?
Who is the hero?
A guy who hides his head and shows his tail?
I do think that when the secret recipe for making weapons was left behind, it might have something to do with Huaxia Pavilion!"
"Shi Songtao is the deputy head of Huaxia Pavilion. Everyone has said..."
Divine Impermanence said.
"Is what he said true?
He knows nothing!"
The Holy Judge said disdainfully, "I think he just makes soldiers all day long, and he makes them stupid.
I know better than you who Zhou Shu is.
He is definitely the most talented armorer in history.
Can others easily understand the method he created?
Let me tell you this, how many people have been exploring the method of transcendence created by Yang Zhitian over the years?
How many people can create like Yang Zhitian?
Except for Yang Zhitian, there are no other heroes?
Second brother, heroes have the same views, but they are just words to deceive others!"
"Brother, tell me, who could secretly learn the art of forging weapons from Huaxia Pavilion and then stay here?
Isn’t he sick by doing this?”
Sacred Impermanence Avenue.
He is least willing to use his brain.
"If I knew who it was, would I still have such a headache?"
The Holy Judge said speechlessly, "Second brother, think about it, this place has always been my forbidden area.
My achievements today are all due to this.
Without this place, I, including you, would have died countless times.
Now, there is a person hiding in the dark who can come and go here at will. Doesn’t that mean that all my actions over the years have been under the eyes of others?
If such a person wants to deal with us, wouldn’t we be powerless to fight back?”
The Holy Judge is a little scared just thinking about it.
Over the years, he has been here countless times.
If someone laid a trap here to ambush him, there would be no way for him to survive.
In fact, it is the same now.
It seems very safe now, but the Holy Judge feels shuddering when he thinks that others can come and go here casually.
Zhang Guoqing, Mi Ziwen, and Meng Bai don't take this seriously, but he, the Holy Judge, cannot.
He cherishes his life and is not willing to die here with the people of his ancestral land.
"I don't think so."
Shen Sheng Wuchang said nonchalantly, "Brother, we have already become holy.
He was not a small person with a powerful position back then.
Even if someone wants to deal with us, they must consider our strength.
Even though we are as strong as the transcendent ones, we are not helpless to fight back.
If someone wants to deal with us, then they have to consider the costs and benefits, right?"
"Have you learned about costs and benefits?"
The Holy Judge looked at Sheng Wuchang strangely. As his second brother, his mind has never been very bright.
"I heard what Zhang Guoqing and the others said."
Shen Wuchang said proudly, "They say that when you do something, you must always have a purpose.
If there is no benefit, no one is willing to do something full of risks.
You said that for others to deal with us is equivalent to taking the risk of dealing with two sacred beings.
Unless the benefits they can get far outweigh the risks, no one is willing to do it.
We are not soft persimmons to be rubbed around."
Shen Sheng Wuchang is still very confident in his own strength. As a god, not only is he invincible in the world, but there are only a few people who can defeat him.
There are even fewer people who can kill him without paying the price.
The Holy Judge nodded. He was blinded by a leaf.
Not as clear as his second brother.
It's right to think about it carefully. With my current strength, even if I want to die, it won't be that easy.
"Brother, I think you should stop worrying so much.
Let's just wait for Shi Songtao to cast the magic weapon.
I'm wondering, how powerful is this magical weapon? Can it be compared to the weapon that destroys all directions in Zhou Shu's hand?"
Divine Impermanence said.
Zhou Shu had a weapon in his hand that could destroy all ten directions and directly killed dozens of saints. This achievement was unprecedented and unparalleled.
Shen Wuchang licked his tongue with an envious look on his face.
He was thinking how majestic it would be if he could have a magical weapon that could destroy all directions.
"All directions will be destroyed? Dream on."
The Holy Judge said disdainfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was suddenly a loud bang, and then the ground shook violently.
"An earthquake?"
The Holy Judge and the Holy Impermanence jumped up at the same time, with solemn expressions on their faces.