My consciousness began to blur, and my body couldn't bear it.
Almost! Just a little bit!
Mo Tian shook his head violently to wake himself up.
However, Mo Tian could no longer bear the physical exertion and was about to fall into coma.
He bit the tip of his tongue sharply, blood spurted out of his mouth, and Mo Tian's consciousness suddenly awakened.
He concentrated on it and stared closely at the human-level sword in his hand. He was almost! He was almost able to feel the sword pattern!
Jian Lao, who was standing aside, looked at Mo Tian like this, and his heart was full of distress, but it also contained expectations.
When he first came into contact with the cauldron, it was a low-grade cauldron. It was the time when the master was training his mental power like he is now.
Even if it is a low-grade cauldron, Jian Lao only succeeded after trying it twice.
But this time, Mo Tian directly faced the burning fire of the high-grade cauldron, trying to see through the sword pattern.
Jian Lao hopes that Mo Tian will fail, but what he wants more is that he succeeds.
Failure can be a warning to Mo Tian not to rush for quick success, but to do everything slowly.
This was the first lesson his master taught him, and Jian Lao’s master was also a seventh-level swordsmith and the former elder of the Swordsmith Sect.
For Mo Tian, Jian Lao always followed the method taught by his master at that time.
And he succeeded in the second time, even if it was only a low-grade cauldron, for a person who was new to sword-making, he was already a genius.
At that time, Mr. Jian was cultivated by the Sword Casting Sect as the next successor to the sect leader, and was also hailed as the Sword Forging Sect’s number one genius in a century.
Regarding Mo Tian, Jian Lao only had surprise in his eyes.
No matter which aspect, Mo Tian was much stronger than Jian Lao at that time, especially for being able to withstand such a long time in front of the high-grade cauldron.
Seeing that Mo Tian was biting the tip of his tongue, Jian Lao wanted to stop Mo Tian. If this forced enlightenment left permanent scars, it would really be more of a loss than a gain.
After thinking for a while, Jian Lao decided to stop Mo Tian.
Just as he was about to step forward, Mo Tian shouted: "Master! Give me a little more time! It's almost! A little! It's almost!"
"Mo'er, don't hold on, stop if you can't stand it anymore. I just want you to feel the frustration, Mo'er!" Jian Lao dissuaded.
"No! Master, if I can't even bear this little pressure, then what can I bear in the future?" Mo Tian shouted, still looking closely at the long sword in his hand.
"Concentration Code! Enter the subtle realm!"
A ray of light flashed from Mo Tian's eyes, and he shot the long sword directly.
bite--
With a crisp sound, a bright light was released from the blade of the human-level long sword, and a strange pattern gradually appeared on the top of the long sword.
The lines gradually became solid, and finally turned into a token-like object hovering on the sword body.
"Sure...successful..." Jian Lao looked at the token-like object hovering on the sword. That was the sword pattern! The sword pattern of a human-level warrior!
Under the burning of the high-grade cauldron, Mo Tian succeeded by relying on his own perseverance!
Reluctantly raising his head, Mo Tian looked at the token on the sword, with a smile barely showing on his pale cheeks.
"I... succeeded..." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Tian's body fell backwards.
The sword boss was shocked and rushed forward to hug Mo Tian, who was about to fall to the ground. Mo Tian still held the human-level soldier tightly in his hand.
However, the token sword pattern on it also disappeared and returned to the sword.
Looking at Mo Tian, who was lying in his arms with his eyes closed and his complexion as yellow as paper, Jian Lao's eyes were full of distress, but more importantly, he was happy.
It was my first time to come into contact with sword making, and the sword pattern could still be seen under the calcining process in a high-grade cauldron furnace.
This was a genius even if the Sword Making Sect was at its peak ten thousand years ago! At least, swords at Mo Tian's age couldn't do it.
Looking at Mo Tian, Mr. Jian saw hope, and he even began to long for it. A few years later, a generation of sword-smithing masters would emerge, leading the scattered sword-smiths in the great domain to recreate the glory of sword-making!
Gently touching Mo Tian's head, holding Mo Tian in his arms, Jian Lao walked towards the furnace of fire.
The closer you get to the fiery furnace, the higher the temperature is and the more intense the firepower it releases.
Mo Tian's body was originally covered in sweat. Under the ultra-high temperature, all the sweat evaporated, and the soaked inner disciple's robes also became dry.
Opening the mouth of the Agni Furnace, Sword Boss waved his hand, and all the flames burning in the Agni Furnace dispersed to all sides, leaving a huge space.
With a gentle push, Jian Lao pushed Mo Tian directly into the fiery furnace.
Jian Lao is not worried about the fierce fire in the furnace harming Mo Tian. The center of the flame is the place with the lowest temperature in the flame.
The same is true for the Fiery Furnace. The temperature of the outer flame can even be as high as 10,000 degrees, but the core of the flame is only a hundred degrees.
The temperature that Mo Tian endured when he was outside was actually hundreds of degrees high, but because of Mo Tian's physique, he was able to withstand it. This is why Jian Lao felt relieved and directly placed Mo Tian in the heart of the furnace.
As a top-grade cauldron, the fire in this furnace is extraordinary. If it can be endured, it can even be used to exercise people's bodies.
Once upon a time, Jian Lao was thrown into a middle-grade cauldron by his master to forge his body.
The spiritual power contained in the flames of the high-grade cauldron furnace cannot be underestimated. When Mo Tian is being forged, the fire energy invades Mo Tian, and the spiritual power contained in the flames can also penetrate Mo Tian's whole body and help Mo Tian recover his mental power.
Although the flame core is the place with the lowest temperature in the Agni Furnace, what it contains is the original flame of the Agni Furnace, and it is an excellent flame for forging the body.
In Yan Xin, Mo Tian can even rely on the original fire in Yan Xin to burn the impurities in his body. Coupled with the infiltration of spiritual power, Mo Tian's improvement cannot be underestimated.
The body is burned by the fierce fire, and the body of the fierce fire is forged!
"Meow!" A cat meowed suddenly from outside the sword-making hall.
Jian Lao turned his head and saw Xiao Mo standing outside the sword-making hall, his big eyes full of anger.
Looking at Jian Lao, he meowed fiercely.
"Don't come in!" Boss Jian shouted.
He could see that Xiao Mo was just an ordinary kitten. The lowest temperature in the Sword Forging Hall was Baidu. Ordinary cats would have ghosts if they were not burned to death here.
However, Xiao Mo ignored Mr. Jian at all and stepped directly into the sword-making hall.
The little cat head looked left and right looking for that person.
"This..." Jian Lao was a little surprised when he saw that Xiao Mo was fine under the Baidu temperature.
How could an ordinary cat endure the temperature of Baidu? The way Jian Lao looked at Xiao Mo became a little different.
"Meow!" When Xiao Mo couldn't find Mo Tian, he bit Jian Lao's trouser leg and stared at Jian Lao with big eyes.
Seeing Xiao Mo like this, Jian Lao was a little bit dumbfounded. He wanted to touch Xiao Mo's head, but Xiao Mo dodged him.
Jian Lao said: "You kitten cares about your master. Don't worry. I just let Mo'er exercise in the fiery furnace. It will be good for him. Please be quiet and don't wake up Mo'er in the furnace."
"Meow!" Xiao Mo meowed, as if he agreed.
Those big cat eyes stared at the cauldron burning with blazing fire, their eyes full of worry.
All these sword masters saw it and couldn't help but smile: "Mo'er, I didn't expect that this little kitten like you is psychic."