Eternal War Songs - Chapter 256

Lingjun didn’t want his refining skill to be spied by the scroll, so he could only urge Longquan, “do you still want to eat?”

Longquan reluctantly put away the scroll and said, “you can’t run.” he not only wanted to know how Lingjun stripped the stone, but also wanted to study Lingjun from head to foot.

“You can understand the simplest Tianye skill.” Lingjun simply told Longquan his way.

As soon as Lingjun’s voice fell, Shuyu also flashed to the table, while Longquan was eager to take out the scroll again.

There is no simple way to smelt heaven. Although it is divided into three levels: primary, middle and senior, this set of weapon refining is a peerless weapon refining method recognized by the cultivation world.

“Ou Zhisheng, the sage of smelting heaven, have you got his true biography?” Shu Yu asked a question contrary to common sense in shock when he saw the black flame on the palm of Lingjun’s right hand.

Ou Zhisheng is the creator of heaven smelting and the maker of many artifacts. He has long been the dust of history. He is an eternal legend and a myth in the refining world. How could Lingjun see him, let alone get his true biography.

Longquan seemed to understand something. He nodded and said, “Yan soul sword has a great source. How did you get it in your previous life?”

“Ou Zhisheng was born for a sword and died for a sword. It is said that he exhausted his mind to refine a sword and died on the spot, so that a generation of weapon gods did not leave any legacy. Even the unfinished sword is missing. And you forged Yan soul five times in your previous life. Zhu Xian is also happy to smelt Yan soul. Now you can use the art of smelting heaven again. It can be seen that Yan soul is the unfinished sword.”

Although we can’t measure the weapon refiner with ordinary people’s eyes, everyone’s enthusiasm is limited. The last time Ou Zhisheng smelted a weapon was 8000 years away from his previous shot. Without absolute temptation, he could not fight his life to refine a sword.

Shuyu’s Association is far more than these, because he knows too many things after Lingjun was sealed. Of course, she can’t tell the whole story.

It’s not surprising that Zhu Xian continues to refine his sword. Why can strange Shuyu tell the origin of Yan soul in an instant? Lingjun’s eyes on Shuyu changed subtly. “With the star core, Yan soul will be more perfect. However, it can only be tempered by metallurgy.”

The flame in Lingjun’s hand turned into a faint red, which reflected a strong smell of earth elements. This is a strange turning point in the art of smelting heaven and a leap from water to fire.

The reason why tianyeshu is called peerless divine skill is that it makes fire have five kinds of breath, among which the most difficult is the entry, the transformation from black inflammation full of water vapor to red flame.

This is also the reason why the Xu family, another big family in the refining industry, has always been unable to surpass the European family. However, their two families have long been buried in the long river of history, and their gratitude and resentment have long been forgotten.

If the art of smelting heaven reproduces others, in what way will the reconstruction of heaven and earth of the Xu family appear? Shuyu seemed to see that the world was expanding infinitely, and all kinds of people and things that should not appear appeared inexplicably.

As the princess of the current Dynasty, she had to think about the future of the dynasty. Now there is chaos, the rebellion in the real world has not subsided, and all secret places are ready to move.

Seeing the illusory shadow beating in the blue flame in Lingjun’s hand, as if she were a dancing beauty, Shuyu couldn’t help looking up. Touching the low roof,

“This is a common problem of your weapon refiners. If you are locked in the room, how can you see the moonlight? If you can refine heaven smelting, Ou Zhisheng will not die.” Shuyu retorted impolitely, completely in a tone of discussion, without hatred at all.

Lingjun grinned: “he was murdered and could not be refined into a soul, not because of insufficient ability, but because of insufficient materials.”

The stupidest weapon refiner can’t make such a mistake. The God of weapon refining doesn’t know how much material is needed to refine the sword? Longquan was confused: “lack of weight? Is he senile dementia?”

“Ordinary materials are not good, but Taishi raw ore is OK.” they all said this, and Lingjun no longer kept it.

No one can accurately estimate the effective smelter composition of this ore, and Ou Zhisheng is an extreme perfectionist. He got the raw ore he had been searching for for for eight thousand years. So he set about refining his dream artifact regardless of everything.

It was doomed that there was no perfect thing. When the embryo sword was completed, he found that the designed sword was three points larger. This is not a serious mistake. It can be refined into a peerless artifact if you remedy it immediately, but reducing it by three points is not an artifact in your chest.

The greatest regret in life is that success is on the verge of failure. But there is a kind of people who are willing to fail rather than compromise. He did not shorten the sword body and continued to temper along the path of artifact in his heart.

“Why murder?” Shuyu’s clear eyes reflected infinite curiosity.

Lingjun said, “who is the most depressed person alive? His son! So he designed this 8000 year murder.”

Longquan Muran said, “tragedy.”

Shuyu still didn’t understand: “historical data recorded that their father and son loved each other deeply, which is known all over the world and is still widely spread until now.”

Lingjun shook his head and said, “then I don’t know. It’s purely my personal guess.”

Shuyu suddenly had an unspeakable pain. She had heard the implication of Lingjun’s words, more or less mixed with his own experience.

How tired should a person who has lost the most basic trust in people be to live? She was a little shaken. Should she tell him the origin of the stone?

The art of smelting heaven is worthy of being a divine art. In just a quarter of an hour, there is a strong spirit stone smell in the stone. Under the temptation of the star core, Shuyu strengthened his faith: reap profits.

“Level 9?” Longquan had a bad feeling after determining the grade of the soul stone contained in the stone. It’s almost a dream to cover up the breath of the star core with a level 9 soul stone, but the facts are in front of us.

“Nine grade synthetic stone.” Lingjun had a greater doubt. Level 9 soul stone is not difficult to find, but why does this person want to synthesize it by himself? In order to find out, Lingjun stripped the soul stone layer and closed his fist and said to Shuyu, “princess, can I borrow your stone?”

Shuyu’s little face is crimson. It’s a shame. She bought a fake stone herself. Borrow or not? She was embarrassed.

You can’t do without your stone. Lingjun made a condition: “get the things inside, and we’ll share them equally.”

When the Shuyu vest cools, do you know what’s inside? I just know its origin! Moreover, the composition of this stone is not clear in that text, and it is not even clear who left it.

I don’t know. It’s more powerful. Shuyu threw out the stone he bought, brushed his sleeve and turned, “in addition to sharing the things inside, I also want the core and metallurgy.”

Longquan didn’t like it. “The core is holy.” he stopped Lingjun from taking stones. “I know the secret of fake stones. They are also level 9 synthetic stones, and 97% of their breath has been erased.” Hey, we are also people with goods. Who hasn’t been fooled.

Lingjun stopped decisively: “what else did you find when you broke the stone?”

Longquan said, “yes, I found I was cheated.” he reluctantly released his hand and asked Lingjun to take the stone from the table.

Lingjun smelted fake stones and tracked them layer by layer until the stones turned into ashes. The conclusion made him tongue. “It is conservatively estimated that there are at least 500 such stones. If all of them are accumulated and synthesized, the required first-class soul stones can bury the whole nowhere and build into a high mountain. The consumption of such a large number of first-class soul stones cannot be recorded without historical data. Come on, the complete records of the eight wastelands.”

Longquan jumped violently, “that thing is very heavy. Even if there is, we can’t understand it.”

“It’s one thousand and one pieces. It’s been thirty-three robberies since the collapse of time and space.” Shuyu’s words were amazing.