756, Return to nature, this is the road to refining weapons!
Thousands of divine flames vibrated together!
When the divine flame trembled, the flames on all the high platforms rose up.
The entire square was filled with flames!
"The divine flames are moving!"
"A great genius has appeared!"
"This is a genius that will never appear in a million years!"
Around the high platform, figures were flying down one after another, their eyes fixed on Han Muye in front of them.
The aura of these people is extremely dignified, and each one of them has fireworks lingering around them.
The appearance of these people was not seen by any of the disciples participating in the entry trial.
Even the vibrations of the thousands of divine flames were obscured, and only the strong men of the Tiantian Sect knew about it.
At this time, Han Muye only felt extremely happy in his heart.
His soul seemed to have returned to its own nest, with a warm and stable space where he could have a good sleep.
"Is it the Little Golden Crow? This Golden Crow is so weak."
"Not only the Golden Crow, but also the power of the little crocodile."
"Not only that, but there is also the power of the big green bull, but I have only grasped a little bit of it, it is too weak."
Those ten thousand flames vibrated and conveyed the message.
Han Muye raised his head and looked at the flames.
The extremely hot flames were just warm and gentle in front of him.
He stretched out his hand, and flames fell towards him.
The nine-color divine flame of the immortal phoenix.
The Burning Heart Flame of the Fire Bird.
Green sheep, blue water and flames.
Qi Tianyan's sealing the sky and transforming it into fire.
…
The power of the divine flame descended and matched the mark of the Golden Crow Divine Flame on Han Muye.
When he came to this illusion, all his power disappeared.
But his control and understanding of power are still there, and the mark of that power is still on his body.
This cannot be erased.
The mark is the rule.
And it is the source of every rule. It must be suppressed by a power beyond the rules before it can be erased.
There is no such power in this illusion.
If there really was such power, Han Muye probably wouldn't come.
He spread out his divine flame marks and blended boldly with those flames.
Anyway, he has nothing to lose.
As flame marks fell one after another, Han Muye's understanding of the power of flames continued to increase.
Everlasting life.
Fighting against heaven and earth.
The cycle of death and rebirth.
Destroy the world.
…
The power of fire is the power of life that explodes into the world, and it is also the power of death that destroys thousands of worlds.
Light and heat, light and dark.
All things are born from the collision, and wind and thunder are born from the blending.
Standing on the high platform, Han Muye opened his eyes.
In the audience, those waiting for the trial had doubts on their faces.
This guy on the stage didn't even ignite a single flame, so why haven't he been declared eliminated?
Could it be that this guy came through the back door?
In the mid-air outside the high platform, the strong men of the Tiantian Sect all had excited expressions on their faces.
"Is this the legendary full-level natural fire vein attribute?" A black-bearded old man shouted excitedly.
"The power of one person causes thousands of flames to turmoil." Surprise flashed across the face of another old man, and he whispered: "Such qualifications have not appeared for at least tens of millions of years."
His words made several Tianlian Sect practitioners around him also look happy.
A genius is a being who can directly trigger the general trend.
Every era must be led by truly strong people.
"What I admire even more is that he chose not to take away a single flame." An old man in white robe looked at Han Muye who turned to the other side and whispered softly with a smile on his face.
"If you don't take away the flame, there will be thousands of possibilities in the future. His heart is very big." Another old man with white beard said softly.
Everyone else was smiling as they watched Han Muye standing on the other side, undergoing the second-level trial.
This time, there were only more than a thousand floating light groups in front of Han Muye.
These light clusters emit various kinds of auras, which are really beautiful.
"Within a quarter of an hour, the objects in these light clusters will be classified according to their attributes."
The voice rang in his ears.
Classification?
Han Muye looked at the groups of light in front of him.
He cannot see through the objects in the light group now and can only use his own induction.
It's about reaching out and sensing the properties of these objects.
But if he had to do this, he would not be able to classify all the spiritual objects within a quarter of an hour.
Looking at these light groups in front of him, he slowly closed his eyes.
When he closed his eyes, countless lights and shadows appeared in his mind.
These lights and shadows were things he had come into contact with before, or had comprehended, or even created ways to identify spiritual objects.
Thousands of methods intertwined and then spread out in all directions.
A faint breeze enveloped the light groups around him.
At this moment, he seemed to see through all the spiritual objects in the light group.
But Han Muye didn't move.
He opened his eyes and his gaze fell on these light groups.
"Attributes?"
"Or, spirituality?"
It is easy to identify attributes.
How to identify the spirituality of these spiritual creatures?
The methods of refining weapons in later generations are all based on the properties of spiritual materials and then refining them.
But at this time, these spiritual materials clearly have their own spirituality.
Spirituality, where is the spirit?
Han Muye's eyes flashed with light, and he slowly stretched out his hand.
His palm did not touch any halo, he just lifted it gently.
His eyes swept over each light group, as if he was communicating with them.
He seemed to be saying hello, and seemed to be comforting these spiritual materials.
It's not a spiritual material, it's a spiritual thing.
"Buzz——"
There was a gentle tremor, and a light group vibrated, hitting the light group on the side.
Angry, being upstaged?
"Bang——"
A light group violently knocked away all the light groups around it, and then like an evil tiger, it wanted to devour the light group in front of it.
Is this, Hao Heng?
Each light group seemed to come alive, some were dancing gracefully, some were timidly retreating, some were showing their teeth and claws, and some were arrogant...
The ball of light around Han Muye was so wonderful!
The exploding halos crisscrossed each other, and they all started to move.
At this moment, all the light groups showed their spirituality.
This is the real spiritual thing!
"Look, this guy is just a backdoor thief, and he won't be recognized by the spiritual beings at this level." Someone looked at the intertwined spiritual beings around Han Muye and chuckled.
Spiritual creatures are all running around, so of course there is no way to classify them.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "There is no way he can pass this level." Someone shook his head and said calmly: "When Liantian Sect selects disciples, it is natural to look for truly strong people.
, it is impossible to be selected based on connections."
The various discussions of these people in the audience have no impact on the perceptions of those from the Tianlian Sect around the stage.
These powerful men from the Tian Lian Sect all had surprises on their faces at this time, staring closely at Han Muye in front of them and the ball of light around him.
"Inspiring the spirituality of all spiritual creatures is a method that even a divine refiner would find difficult to achieve."
"In our Heaven Refining Sect, apart from those few Heaven Refining Divine Masters, who else can have such spiritual perception?"
"Being able to achieve this step already shows that his spiritual perception is at least at its peak, or even at full level -"
The speaker's eyes widened before he finished speaking.
Because Han Muye's outstretched hand slowly pressed down.
At this moment, all the spiritual materials seemed to understand his words, slowly flying around, and then divided into dozens of camps, each occupying one side.
The properties of these spiritual materials are different.
Even the spirituality they reveal is different.
But this is the result of their free combination.
Respect their freedom and respect their choices.
What kind of weapon refiner can have such means and such a mind?
How many cultivators in the world can truly regard spiritual materials as their friends?
Looking at these light groups in front of him, Han Muye's eyes flashed with a hint of depth and joy.
"Whether it's a battle puppet or a battle armor, isn't it all like this?"
"The artifacts, fairy weapons, and magic weapons in the prehistoric world are all closely related to their hosts."
"The owners of these treasures are like this, and the refiners should be even more like this. They should regard all spiritual materials as their friends."
"No one enslaves anyone."
“Only by working together can we achieve unexpected changes.”
Not only the art of weapon refining, but also other methods of cultivation.
Doesn't practicing swordsmanship mean walking with one's own sword? Where the sword is, the person is there, but when the sword dies, the person dies?
If the path of spiritual practice is entrusted to the Tao, the spirit and the Tao will accompany each other and become eternal.
With the realization in his heart, Han Muye seemed to see through the spiritual beings in the light groups in front of him, their attributes, and even their spirituality.
Among the attribute powers, there are also hidden attributes.
In spirituality, there are also deeper power superpositions and changes.
This is just like people and various creatures. They seem simple, but in fact they have deeper powers.
It's just that this power has not been activated yet.
Everyone has unimaginable potential.
At this moment, Han Muye felt as if a fire was burning in his heart.
He suddenly felt that all the weapon refining methods and skills he had learned before were all in vain.
So what if those war puppets and immortal treasures are at the cosmic level? Can they really unleash the deepest potential of the spiritual materials in them?
No.
Not a single thing.
If you can combine your skills with the attributes of spiritual objects, your weapon refining methods will reach an unimaginable level.
There was desire rising in his heart.
Turning around, he walked to the other side.
Over there is the last level, weapon refining.
"Can this pass?" Many people in the audience muttered.
No one really reached out, no judgment on anything, is that what counts as passing?
There must be a shady secret behind this.
"I guess he must be the illegitimate son of a big shot in the Liantian Sect."
"You don't have to guess, you know for sure."
"I heard that he was the son of Duan Tianfeng, the head of the Liantian Sect, and the Saint of Moyuan Dao. His name seems to be..."
…
Han Muye stood in front of a stone platform.
On the stone platform, there are hundreds of minerals of various colors.
In addition to the ore, there is also a black sledgehammer, iron felt, and a large stove.
"The third level is weapon refining."
"Use the ore in front of you to refine an artifact that demonstrates your refining skills."
"The seals on the stone platform contain the most basic method of refining weapons of the Tian Lian Sect."
The voice rang in Han Muye's ears.
I see.
Most god-level trials end at this point.
Master this most basic weapon refining method, then complete the trial and become a god-level weapon refining master.
Han Muye raised his hand and pressed it on the stone platform, and various methods of forging and refining weapons appeared in his mind.
These techniques each have their own characteristics, and they converge into weapon refining methods that he knows or does not know.
"The five fire method of concentrating the mind."
"Thousands of times, three times of hard work."
…
Pressing his palms on the stone platform in front of him, all the memories in Han Muye's mind merged.
The means of refining weapons are constantly disappearing.
"I wonder how many methods of refining weapons he can remember?" In the surrounding space, the strong men of the Tianlian Sect looked at each other.
"Eight million years ago, Song Ziyang mastered 386 methods of refining weapons and spent five million years traveling back through time to reach the Tianlian Sect."
"Nineteen and fourteen thousand years ago, Elder Chu Yang mastered 831 methods of refining weapons and stayed in the Tianlian Sect directly."
"I wonder if this person can master three hundred weapon refining methods?"
Everyone was staring at Han Muye.
At this time, the thousands of weapon refining techniques in Han Muye's mind continued to disappear.
In the end, the last weapon refining method in his mind disappeared.
On the stone platform in front of him, all memory images disappeared.
I don’t remember even a single weapon refining method.
He even forgot all the weapon refining methods he had memorized before.
But at this time, Han Muye was not depressed, but had a smile on his face.
He gave a long laugh, stretched out his hand and grabbed a ball of spiritual material.
The spiritual materials were thrown onto the furnace for calcination, and then they were struck with a black sledgehammer.
Pieces of spiritual materials were placed, and flames rose on the furnace in front of Han Muye.
One hammer, one hammer.
Everyone on and off the stage frowned.
What kind of method is this?
There are no tricks at all.
Such hammer after hammer just fuses the spiritual materials together and entangles them together with brute force.
With such a method, how can there be any skills at all?
Is such a person qualified to become a disciple of the Liantian Sect?
"This guy, please use some skills. Do you really want to cheat his father?" Some people in the audience couldn't stand Han Muye's behavior and gritted their teeth and growled.
You should also do well when acting.
Such perfunctory behavior is really too disrespectful to the Liantian Sect.
"This is a return to nature..." On the stage, in mid-air, a white-haired old man stared at Han Muye with surprise on his face.
"Regarding utensils as utensils, everything has its own way. This is the road to refining weapons. It's impossible for him. He must have hit it by mistake..."
Each of those old men stared at Han Muye's hammer as if they had seen a ghost.
Under the hammer, a dark black scabbard slowly took shape.
This scabbard is ugly.
The black scabbard is made of a pile of ores beaten and is very heavy.
Zhang Li put the hammer aside and held the scabbard in his hand.
There was joy on his face.
There was a sense of connection between his heart and blood in this scabbard.
"Hey, this son, I'm afraid we are not qualified to be his disciple."
An old man with a white beard shook his head and whispered.
Everyone else looked at each other and shook their heads.
On the high platform, a golden light rose.
Golden light covered Han Muye's figure.
Han Muye looked up, and an old man wearing a blue robe appeared in front of him.
The old man wore a blue-grey robe and a light golden hair crown on his head, with silvery light shining through his eyes.
The stream of light fell on Han Muye, as if he could see through his whole body.
past.
future.
"I am Duan Tianfeng, the current sect leader of the Tianlian Sect."
"How about it, are you interested in becoming my disciple and taking charge of the Tianlian Sect, one of the three major weapon refining sects in the world?"
Disciple of the sect master!
In the future, he will take charge of the Tianlian Sect, one of the three major weapon refining sects in the world!
Han Muye narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at the black scabbard in his palm.
There was a smile on his lips.
"I'm not interested in the Tianlian Sect."
"But I want to see how powerful the Tian Lian Sect's weapon refining skills are."