"This cave forge, known as the 'Miracle of Heavenly Forging', has been destroyed three times in the past three thousand years."
The high priest took Chen Mou to visit the noisy cave and recounted the vicissitudes of the past.
"It's a good thing. The demon clan, which has strong self-control, is ambitious and wants to take possession of it for itself, so it uses force to bully the weak, chases them away and kills them. Later, they find that they can't use the things they took away, so they destroy our jobs.
"We climbed up from the ruins three times in a row. Relying on the craftsmanship passed down by our ancestors, the incense can be passed down, and the tribe can continue with difficulty and come out of the darkness and bleakness.
"Don't forget your roots."
The high priest stretched out his hand to invite, and concluded with an incomprehensible word.
Chen Mou was polite and modest and refused to go ahead.
He understood the hidden meaning of the high priest. This cave forge, the unique water power and formation operation forging skills, just like the Blue Monkey Department's brewing monkey wine skills, were all taught by Taoist Priest Qingtong back then, and became
A unique inheritance that benefits future generations.
That’s why the high priest said you should never forget your roots.
Seeing a group of elders and protectors huffing and puffing as they walked into the cave, the high priest stopped with a cane and said with a smile: "You all go and get busy. I'll entertain the distinguished guests. Don't crowd around here."
Mu Du hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, saying that he would arrange the guests.
Seeing the high priest's insistence, he and the demons did not dare to go against the high priest's wishes. They guessed that there must be a reason, so they invited Shi Yu away, leaving the high priest to take the human guests around in person.
Walking into another part of the back mountain, there was a wide cave guarded by demonic monkeys and protected by layers of demonic arrays. The top was inlaid with luminous stones, which illuminated it brightly. Chen Mou finally saw the long-armed monkey's "seal pattern without using hands"
"The unique skill.
Like a large assembly line factory workshop, each monkey demon completes a process.
The monkey demon in the front used a calligraphy brush to outline some inscriptions on the long handle and blade spine of the weapon. Only one pattern was made for each one. After seven or eight patterns, the inscriptions on the weapon were already extremely complicated. The monkey monster in the back used a calligraphy brush.
Dip it into the hot liquid and quickly draw and fill it along the outside of the pattern.
"Wax Erosion Technique."
Chen Mou whispered, this is the principle of using white wax to isolate acid corrosion, leaving exquisite inscriptions on weapons.
The high priest smiled and nodded, and led Chen Mou into a room filled with an unpleasant smell. Two monkey demons used brushes to evenly apply the potent acid on the white wax weapons.
Walk through three rooms and through the formation to a single room at the far end.
There is a priest in gray and white linen clothes, holding a weapon that has been completed with inscriptions, silently reciting incantations, and using demon consciousness to complete the last step, which is also the most important thing to communicate the order of the inscriptions and the Qi mechanism.
Chen Mou looked at the complex glyphs flashing on the weapon, which seemed familiar. He quickly became silent and calmed down. He suddenly understood that all the bells and whistles outside were actually to cover up the real inscriptions and seals.
The high priest casually picked up the completed dark iron rod on the stone table. The thin end was as thick as an arm, and the other end was as big as a sea bowl. The rough appearance and exquisite circles of inscriptions created a unique contrast between roughness and delicacy.
Beauty.
Chen Mou took the heavy eight-foot-tall black stick and carefully felt the smoothness of the weapon's transmission of energy.
"Using very common magic weapon materials to create a magic weapon, its power is increased by about 20%. The demon cultivator is relatively large, and the weapon is very heavy. It pays attention to solidity and durability. There are many third-level demon cultivators who also use top-quality magic.
It's not that they don't want to use the magic weapon, but it's too expensive to make the magic weapon, and it will take decades to collect so many precious materials."
The high priest explained a few words and said with a smile: "The refining of magic weapons uses smelting and water refining methods. It does not require water power to forge. In another cave, the inscription and seal carving process is similar. I will take you through it next time."
The linen priest finished carving the inscription and seal in his hand, stood up and saluted the high priest, caressing his chest.
The high priest raised his hand and said with a smile: "Priest Wangxia, this distinguished guest wants to learn the real carving of inscriptions and seals. Please teach him without any reservations."
"Yes, follow the high priest's order!"
The young priest in linen bowed slightly and accepted the order.
Since the high priest said this, there must be a reason for doing so.
His moral character is still low, and he cannot understand the profound meaning, so he just does it. For thousands of years, successive high priests have never made a mistake and have repeatedly resolved the tribe's difficulties.
The three disasters and crises experienced by the Monkey Monkey Tribe all occurred when the high priest revealed too many secrets and suddenly died. The priest within the tribe was unable to take on a major role, which gave other demon tribes an opportunity to take advantage of.
Chen Mou and Priest Mai met each other and learned the famous inscription technique, which was a dream for him.
Priest Wangxia solemnly said: "I also ask fellow Taoist Chen not to spread the word outside after you have learned it."
Chen Mou promised: "I will never spread the inscriptions I learned outside the Wanling Realm."
This was a strange thing to say, but the high priest understood the meaning and added with a smile: "Young Taoist Chen don't need to pay attention to any rules, and you don't need to burn incense and worship the mountain. We will not restrict whoever you want to pass it on to in the future."
As soon as these words came out, Priest Wangxia saw sweat on his forehead. He wondered what the origin of this guest was.
"Wang Xia made a mistake and asked the high priest to punish him."
"No need to blame yourself, let's get started."
"yes."
Priest Wangxia did not dare to make his own decisions anymore, so he spread a blank piece of rice paper on the table and carefully wrote a line of beautiful ancient seal script with his pen.
Chen Mou suddenly looked strange. He recognized that what Wangxia Priest wrote was the "Bronze Inscription" of ancient China. With his profound foundation in ancient Chinese prose, he could recognize part of the content and combined it with the strange cadence of Wangxia Priest's mouth.
By comparing the tones of the incantation, you can understand the entire content of the "Five Elements Inscriptions".
"Metal can generate water, and if there is too much water, metal will sink; if metal is strong enough to get water, it will frustrate its edge."
"Fire can generate earth, but if there is too much earth, the fire will be dark; only when a strong fire acquires earth can it stop its flames."
"..."
Chen Mou listened carefully and wrote down the so-called secret language inscriptions and rhymes one by one. Taoist Qingtong not only visited ancient China three thousand years ago, he was probably his fellow countryman, and deliberately used such a bad taste to give him a
What a big surprise.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Priest Wangxia chanted in his mouth and filled a large piece of paper. After stopping writing, he asked: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please remember the secret inscription I wrote.
How much?"
The stroke sequence of each inscription cannot be used incorrectly.
There was once a monster master who obtained the entire inscription, but was unable to use it. This was because the captured priest deliberately wrote the wrong order of strokes and wanted to die. Even searching for souls did not work.
Chen Mou glanced at the smiling high priest beside him. He was really inconvenient to be humble.
The high priest replied instead: "Fellow Daoist Chen has memorized everything, even the incantations. You can continue the following linking of the five elements and qi machines. You can explain it more carefully."
Priest Wangxia was shocked in his heart. No matter how good the monk's memory was, facing a completely unfamiliar subject, it was as difficult and obscure as the inscriptions in the Heavenly Book. It would take several months and a lot of pain to memorize them all.
Seeing that the high priest and the human guests looked as usual and didn't take it seriously at all, the Wangxia priest gathered his energy and began to explain the inscriptions corresponding to each spell, how to combine with other inscriptions, mutually reinforcing each other, and connecting the qi. The explanation lasted for an hour.
Pretend to pass on thousands of books, but really pass on a piece of paper.
Chen Mou memorized everything and took away the paper that Priest Wangxia had written down. He then went back and tried slowly.
It seems that this method of carving inscriptions was specially prepared for him by Master Qingtong?
Seeing Chen Mou bowing and saying goodbye, he followed the high priest out of the room. The high priest Wangxia was a little absent-minded and full of distracting thoughts. He couldn't immerse himself in meditation for a long time. He sighed helplessly and sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting mantras and meditating.
Why compare yourself with that human genius? Aren't you asking for trouble?
The high priest had a happy smile on his face, his Candle God's Art was confirmed, and the successor of the Heavenly Monument arrived.
Walking out side by side with Chen Mou on a crutch, he said: "There is a heavenly book passed down by the clan. It is written in secret inscriptions. It has been so long that no one can understand it. Could you please help me, Taoist friend Chen, to clear up the confusion?"
Chen Mou said with a smile: "If I can help, I will never shirk it. I'm afraid that I don't know enough words and won't be able to help."
He couldn't talk enough, he also wanted to see the mysterious book collected by the high priest.
I wonder what kind of surprise Master Qingtong will leave him?