21, Luck, the first attempt at an innate magic weapon
"Brother Meng, am I right? Is that the prince who just passed by?"
Wang Mu rubbed his eyes and asked.
"That's right."
Meng Bai also looked puzzled.
"My lord, did he fail to break through the blockade of the demon world army?"
"Tsk——"
Bai Qiancheng sneered, "I really don't know how you two became generals."
"Are you blind? When Prince Zhou left, he was two people, and when he came back, he was alone."
"Looking at his appearance, there is no trace of sadness, so Princess Wuyou must have had no accident. What does that mean? It means that Princess Wuyou stayed in a very safe place."
"Where else can there be a very safe place besides the Ten Kingdoms Continent? Obviously, Prince Zhou has already returned to the Ten Kingdoms Continent. Now that he is back, the matter will naturally be resolved."
Bai Qiancheng looked at Meng Bai and Wang Mu with contempt and expressed his opinion.
Meng Bai and Wang Mu both gave him a look. Isn't this nonsense?
We can see it too!
The problem is, the prince went to repair the passage between the two realms. Before he left, he said it was so serious and made arrangements that he would not be able to come back. How long has it been since then?
It took more than a day, but less than two days, and he was back!
With such a small amount of time, a trip to the outing is not enough, right?
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Meng Bai shouted loudly.
"I don't have time, I'll talk about it later if I have anything to do."
Zhou Shu's voice came from afar, and then quickly disappeared in the direction of the foundry.
In the casting room, Shi Songtao, Li Chengliang and others were busy casting weapons.
The points system of the Huaxia Pavilion's Demon Realm branch has greatly stimulated the enthusiasm of the weapon-casting masters.
Moreover, the assembly line system invented by Zhou Shu allowed each weapon-casting division to give full play to their own advantages, and the speed of casting weapons was greatly improved.
"Prince——"
Seeing Zhou Shu come in, all the weapons casters greeted him one after another.
"You continue."
Zhou Shu didn't even look at the weapons they were forging. They were all crippled and there was nothing interesting about them.
"Deputy Pavilion Master, go find Yang Hong for me."
Zhou Shu ordered, "As many heavenly refining stones as there are in the camp, find them for me."
"Also, blood silver, turmeric scenery, fire tin wood, black gold, red iron... move some of each to my foundry room."
As the master of Huaxia Pavilion, Zhou Shu naturally has a casting room of his own in this camp.
"Your Majesty, are you going to make soldiers again? Do you need an assistant? I am currently idle."
Li Chengliang threw away the work at hand very unscrupulously. He was working with several weaponsmiths to forge a high-end weapon, and now he just abandoned it.
Real estate? How can it be better to serve the prince?
You can earn points and secretly learn some of the prince's weapon-making skills, which is much more interesting than joining forces to forge earth-class weapons.
He is a master craftsman of weapons. If it weren't for the special circumstances of being in the demon world, he wouldn't have made earth-class weapons for many years.
"No, you can't help me."
Zhou Shu waved his hand and said.
What he wants to forge this time is an innate magic weapon, which is completely different from the previous method of forging weapons. Even he himself has to cross the river by feeling the stones, and Li Chengliang and the others can't help.
After saying that, Zhou Shu turned around and got into his own forging room.
After a while, Yang Hong cautiously poked his head out of the door of the casting room.
"My lord, are you looking for me?"
Yang Hong was a little worried.
He thought for a while, he probably didn't do anything to make the prince unhappy recently, right? He probably wouldn't throw me out to kill the demon again, right?
This is the demon world, not a battlefield for martial arts performances from the Ten Kingdoms. Even if you have the magical power of the prince, wandering around like this is just asking for death.
"Come here and sit."
Zhou Shu sat cross-legged in the middle of the casting room and waved to Yang Hong.
Yang Hong walked in and sat down carefully not far from Zhou Shu, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
"Yang Shenqing, we have known each other for a long time, right?"
Zhou Shu did not answer the question.
"It's not short anymore."
Yang Hong didn't know why and said.
When he first met Zhou Shu, Zhou Shu was just a soldier-making apprentice. How long had it passed before he was already one of the Nine Kings? What about him?
I don't seem to be bad either. Not long ago, my cultivation level has reached the fifth level of martial arts.
If I had done this before, I would have never dared to think about it.
Once upon a time, I thought that if I could break through to the sixth or seventh level of martial arts in this life, it would be like smoke rising from my ancestral grave.
By the way, following the prince, although there is a lot of danger, the rewards are also great.
If the prince hadn't sent me to slay demons before, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been promoted to the fifth level so quickly.
Thinking of this, Yang Hong felt inexplicably relieved.
With the prince’s current status, he will definitely not harm me.
"Then do you believe me?"
Zhou Shu asked.
"Is there any need to say it?"
Yang Hong patted his chest and said, "Even if I don't believe in anyone, I will definitely believe in you, Your Majesty. Without Your Majesty, I, Yang Hong, would not be where I am today."
"Okay, stop it."
Zhou Shu stopped his urge to continue and said, "Just believe me."
"I have something now that I need your cooperation with."
Zhou Shu said seriously, "I'll say it first, there are certain risks in this matter——"
"Will you die?"
Yang Hong asked.
"You won't die if you die."
Zhou Shu said.
"As long as you don't die."
Yang Hong said carelessly.
"Very good."
Zhou Shu smiled and nodded, "But you'd better listen to what I have to say first."
"If this thing can be done, you should get great benefits. It is not impossible to become a master in one fell swoop."
Yang Hong's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Achieving the status of a master in one fell swoop?
Is this a dream?
Following the prince is indeed the right thing to do!
I never thought that I, Yang Hong, could become a martial arts master in this life!
If it weren't for the fear of Zhou Shu's face, Yang Hong would even want to pinch his waist and look up to the sky and laugh.
"Of course, returns and risks are related."
Zhou Shu continued, "If you fail, you may suffer damage to your meridians. It may range from losing all your cultivation and becoming a cripple to being completely paralyzed..."
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"Buzz——"
Yang Hong's head was confused. At worst, he lost all his cultivation, and at worst, he was paralyzed?
It is true that you will not die, but this is life worse than death!
How could I forget that every time I get close to the prince, I will be in bad luck!
You actually lost your mind after receiving a little benefit, Yang Hong, Yang Hong, you really deserve to be beaten!
Your Majesty, is it still too late for me to regret it now?
Yang Hong signaled Zhou Shu with his eyes.
No!
Zhou Shu answered him with his eyes.
"Don't worry, even if you are paralyzed, Daxia will make sure you have enough food and clothing."
Prince, has anyone ever told you, don’t comfort people if you don’t know how to comfort them?
Is there anyone who talks like this?
My whole body is paralyzed. What’s the point of not having to worry about food and clothing?
"Okay, let's get started."
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.
Yang Hong: "..."
Before Yang Hong was ready, he felt a strong force coming from him. His whole body seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand and then thrown into the sky.
Before he could react, he felt a flame coming towards his face.
"Be patient, the process may be a little uncomfortable."
Zhou Shu's voice came.
Yang Hong was thinking about what Zhou Shu meant, and then he felt a sharp pain coming from him.
He couldn't help but let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.
Yang Hong's hair and eyebrows were all on fire, and a solution of the Heavenly Refined Stone appeared in the air. The solution formed after the Heavenly Refined Stone melted followed Yang Hong's pores and penetrated into his body.
Yang Hong's face was full of horror. Is the prince going to kill him?
He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but when he opened his mouth, he could only let out a heart-rending roar of pain, unable to form any words.
In the public foundry room next door, Li Chengliang and others looked at each other.
This sound next door——
Why does it feel like a cramp pulling out the bones?
Doesn’t the prince want to forge soldiers?
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't listen to what you shouldn't hear!"
Shi Songtao said seriously, but his ears perked up, secretly listening to what was going on next door.
He was also full of curiosity. The prince called Yang Hong in. Was this scream made by Yang Hong?
What did the prince do to him?
This doubt also appeared in the minds of Meng Bai, Wang Mu and others.
They came here originally looking for a chance to ask Zhou Shu what happened before, but as soon as they arrived near the foundry, they heard this tragic scream.
All the generals trembled.
The scream was so miserable, it felt like I had been tortured.
The eyes of Meng Bai, Wang Mu and others fell on Bai Qiancheng at the same time.
Do you still dare to say that the prince is successful now?
Why does this seem like the action failed, so you vented your grievances?
Bai Qiancheng showed hesitation on his face. Could it be that he had guessed wrong?
Didn’t Prince Zhou block the passage between the two realms?
"Well, I remembered it. I still have some military affairs to deal with. How about you ask the prince what the situation is and just tell me later."
Zhang Wuyuan coughed lightly and said.
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and left quickly.
I feel that the prince is not in a good mood, so it is safer to stay away first.
"The prince seems to be busy, let's not disturb him yet."
Meng Bai, Wang Mu and others looked at each other and said in unison.
The generals turned around and left slowly. After leaving a distance, they separated from each other, and then disappeared throughout the cave as if running away.
In the casting room, Zhou Shu looked serious. His hands were as steady as a mountain and he kept moving, as if he didn't hear Yang Hong's screams at all.
Yang Hong's current appearance is extremely miserable. His clothes, including his hair, have been burned clean by the high temperature. His whole figure looks like a hairless pig that has been scalded in boiling water. It is really unsightly...
The solution formed by the melted Tian Lian Stone has entered his body through his pores. The naked eye can even see the skin caused by the flow of Tian Lian Stone solution in his body. It looks like there is something alive in his body.
He was running away, looking extremely terrifying.
That is to say, Zhou Shu's determination is as strong as iron and he is not affected at all.
He experimented step by step according to his own ideas.
Zhou Shu doesn't know how the innate artifacts such as Zhenguo Ding were forged. The ancients may have their own methods, but Zhou Shu has no way of knowing this.
What he is undertaking now is an unprecedented attempt!
Even Zhou Shu himself didn’t have much confidence.
That's why he found Yang Hong.
In fact, in theory, it might be better to find someone with a higher level of cultivation to cooperate. After all, the higher the level of cultivation, the more you can withstand the torment...
However, Yang Hong has a special physique. When he entered the Ten Kingdoms martial arts battlefield, he was only at the ninth level of cultivation. As a result, many ninth-level martial arts died in the battle. Not only did he not die, but his cultivation level continued to improve.
Although the fifth level of martial arts is inconspicuous in the camp, if you think about it carefully, the speed at which Yang Hongxiu has improved is terrifying.
In the entire camp, there are probably only a few people who are improving faster than him.
This is no longer just luck.
Zhou Shu even suspected that Yang Hong had legendary luck!
Otherwise, how could he have lived smoothly until now and had good luck?
Of course, there is no such thing as luck in this world, but in short, Yang Hong is definitely lucky.
Zhou Shu hopes that he can borrow his good luck to make this attempt a success!
If it succeeds, it means that the method you imagined is effective, and the innate magic weapon will no longer be a fantasy.
Yang Hong's screams became louder and louder. After reaching a peak, he began to fall. His voice began to become hoarse and he no longer had the strength to scream.
If it weren't for the fact that his body suspended in the air was still twitching from time to time, people would even think that he had died.
Zhou Shu's expression remained unchanged and he continued his actions.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhou Shu suddenly shouted loudly. He stood up, made a hand seal with his hands, and jerked it in the air like a weapon.
"Ah——"
Yang Hong, who had already passed out, suddenly let out a shocking scream.
His body straightened suddenly, then bent sharply, and finally fell to the ground with a thud.
During this process, a bright light was pulled out of his body by Zhou Shu!
That's right, Zhou Shu's action just now actually pulled something out of Yang Hong's body!
That thing seemed to be like a net, its whole body was shiny and colorful.
Zhou Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and his hands turned red instantly. He kept grabbing pieces of soldier-making materials, melted them in his palms, and threw them into the net.
The net was rising and falling, entangled with the weapon-making materials thrown by Zhou Shu, and there seemed to be a faint sound of thunder in the sky.
As Zhou Shu smelted more and more weapons-casting materials, what originally looked like a net of light gradually became more and more solid. In the end, it could no longer be seen as a net, but turned into a ball.
A strange-colored liquid substance.
The light in Zhou Shu's eyes became brighter and brighter. He let out a soft hum and light appeared on his body. His hands and everything under his elbows had turned into magma, and the hot breath seemed to melt everything.
.
The liquid substance in the air, under the manipulation of his hands, was like a ball of plasticine, constantly changing its shape. Eventually, the shape of a long sword gradually appeared in the air.