Chapter 472 Fire Condensation Method

Chapter 472 Fire Condensation Technique

When Tong Ba saw this, he was really at a loss. When he heard Lu Meng's rumors that day, he just thought it was a bit exaggerated. Maybe Lu Meng was exaggerating to cover up his failure. How can there be such a heavy thing in this world?

However, his master's eyes lit up when he heard the rumors. There are all kinds of strange things in this world. The Forging Sect makes a living by forging weapons. The classics in the sect naturally record the strange things in this world. Tong Ba knows little about it. Siya But Kong has a plan in mind.

However, even so, in Siyakong's estimation, even if it is a long sword made of the heaviest thing, or other weapons, as long as it is not a huge hammer, Tong Ba will not be able to lift it. Therefore, Tong Ba will not be able to lift it. Only then did he challenge Zhang Xiaohua with confidence.

The long sword was not conspicuous, it was obviously a sword embryo. Tong Ba felt that it was impossible to lift it with his own strength, but the fact was unexpected, he couldn't even catch it. Naturally, he looked back The master who has repeatedly promised him that he will not be embarrassed.

Si Yakong was even more surprised. He didn't seem to have expected such a result. He looked at Zhen Xuan who also had a face full of surprise. Then they got up together and came to the venue. Zhang Xiaohua didn't seem surprised to see them coming out. Wasn't the purpose of this competition just to draw out his long sword? If the two masters of weapon refining don't come out, Zhang Xiaohua will really doubt her own IQ.

The two came to the venue, cupped their hands and said, "Young Master Ren, this weapon of yours is actually so heavy. I and the others are very curious. Can you let me take a closer look?"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said: "But it doesn't hurt to watch."

Zhenxuan waved, and a disciple outside the venue brought a torch over. Zhenxuan caught it, put it against the long sword on the ground, and looked at it carefully.

At the banquet, Valley Master Nie seemed to understand what Siyakong meant, with some dissatisfaction on his face. Zhang Xiaohua was his guest and could not be regarded as an outsider. Since Siyakong wanted to see the sword, she just talked to him. It's not a big deal, so there's no need to make it so suspenseful. What kind of test of strength does it take to reveal the secret of the casting door?

However, Siyakong was the eldest brother of the Yuli Alliance after all, and it was hard for him to say anything in person, so he had to wait until later to express his resentment.

Siyakong and Zhenxuan were holding torches, lying on the ground, getting close to the sword, watching carefully, sometimes stroking it gently with their hands, sometimes flicking the sword with their fingers, and sometimes talking in low voices, but , as time passed, not only did the two people's faces not look suddenly enlightened, but they became more suspicious.

Zhang Xiaohua looked on with a smile. He wanted to ask at first, but looking at the two of them, he probably didn't know the origin of the sword, so he turned to look at Tong Ba.

Tong Ba saw Zhang Xiaohua looking at him,

I couldn't help but blush a little. Although I had ulterior motives, this competition was just an introduction, but I couldn't even catch the weapons they were holding, but... ahem, I feel sorry for the title of "the most powerful force in the alliance".

Zhang Xiaohua was about to speak when two "old academics" in the room stood up. Their confused eyes were filled with confusion, and they saw Si Yakong frowning and asked: "Young Master Ren, I want to ask you, what is this?" Thing, oh, where did you get this long sword?”

This question was a bit reckless, but it also seemed very close. Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "I got this on a desert island overseas."

"Desolate island? Overseas?" Si Yakong was a little surprised, and then asked: "Can my nephew tell me the specific location?"

Okay, just skip the young hero and change it to the wise nephew. This is almost a trick.

Zhang Xiaohua listened and said, "I want Uncle Si to know. Of course, the ship encountered a storm and my nephew was blown into the sea, but he didn't know the direction. Later, he was lucky enough to return to land, but he also forgot to follow him." People inquired about it.”

Zhang Xiaohua's words of "uncle" made Si Yakong very satisfied. Of course, he would not doubt his answer. He turned to look at Zhen Xuan. Zhen Xuan thought for a moment and asked: "Nephew Ren Xian, if it is convenient, Can you tell uncle what this long sword looked like when you saw it? Oh, was it lying flat on the ground, or stuck in the ground, or..."

"Okay, this one also calls himself uncle." Zhang Xiaohua secretly thought.

After rolling his eyes and thinking for a moment, Zhang Xiaohua said bluntly: "Uncle Zhen, when my nephew saw this sword that day, it was not on the ground at all!"

"Not on the ground?" Not only the two masters who were refining the weapon were surprised, but others also exclaimed. However, there was obviously some joy in the eyes of the two masters.

"Then, this long sword..." Zhenxuan asked impatiently.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at everyone and said: "When I saw the long sword, it was placed above a piece of magma. It was lying flat. There seemed to be something invisible underneath. At that time, I was scared to death."

"Ah? Fire Condensation Technique??" Siyakong and Zhenxuan shouted almost in unison.

Seeing the two people losing their composure, Valley Master Nie and others were also shocked. They all stepped forward and asked, "What is the Fire Condensation Technique?"

Si Yakong and the two were also chatting a little. It seemed to be the first time that they had lost their composure in front of everyone. Si Yakong coughed twice and said: "The fire condensation method is a refining technique that has been lost for thousands of years. It uses The way fire condenses raw materials into weapons.”

"Oh, that's right." Everyone nodded after hearing this. That's right. Anyone who suddenly hears about his sect's martial art that has been lost for thousands of years will have such a reaction.

Sure enough, Siyakong and Zhenxuan asked Zhang Xiaohua again and found out the situation of the sword clearly. However, what if they saw it in person? If the immortal weapon refining method can be learned by eyes alone, can the weapon refining technique be annihilated?

The two of them had had enough fun, and then they pulled away and prepared to go back. Zhang Xiaohua was not happy anymore. You asked me for a long time, and then left after you were satisfied, abandoning me?

He immediately stretched out his hand to hold the two of them and asked: "Two uncles, after watching it for a long time, my nephew still wants to ask me, what is my long sword made of? How can I refine it into a real long sword? Woolen cloth?"

Si Yakong glanced at Zhenxuan, who said awkwardly: "Nephew Ren, I'm not hiding my secrets from you, but I don't even know about it. I have discussed it carefully with Brother Si just now. How many things in this world are there?" It is miraculous. If anything is said to be heavy, it is nothing more than black iron. It is only as big as a fist and can bear ten times the weight of an ordinary iron block. Ruoxiannephew's long sword is made of black iron, which is only ten times the weight of an ordinary iron sword. It’s only twice as long. We can’t let Junior Tong fail to catch it. Besides, although black iron is heavy, it’s not too difficult to refine it into a weapon. Our two current weapon refining methods can make it, so why use the lost fire? Condensation method?"

Si Yakong also interjected: "Based on what I thought, your long sword was still being refined that day. Since the fire condensation method has long been lost, and there are no people in the wasteland where you are, it can be naturally inferred that this How long has the long sword been forged on that magma? Even after all these terrifying years, it has not been successfully forged. How can I be sure that I can forge it into a real long sword?"

"Besides, the only thing a weapon relies on is its sharpness and heaviness. Although my nephew's long sword has no edge, who can withstand its weight alone?"

Zhang Xiaohua was silent. Didn't he use the weight of this sword to bully others all the way?

At this time, Si Yakong said again: "Only the raw material of this long sword, I don't know it, and I don't know the fourth one. If it is really far-fetched, some legendary black gold may have something to do with your long sword." Bar."

"Xuanjin?" Zhang Xiaohua was surprised. This was the first time he heard this name, and he couldn't help but ask: "Where does this Xuanjin come from?"

Si Yakong looked at Zhenxuan and said with a smile: "Well, let's talk about it later. It seems that my nephew hasn't finished competing with my apprentice yet."

After that, he and Zhenxuan returned to the banquet hand in hand.

"Um..." Zhang Xiaohua stretched out her hand to pull them. Is it necessary to continue this competition?

But before he reached out, he had already walked back to the banquet, which whetted Zhang Xiaohua's appetite.

Seeing the master leaving, Tong Ba walked up to the sword and said, "Young Master Ren, as I said just now, if I can lift the sword above my head, I win."

Zhang Xiaohua looked at him. He didn't look like a person who could lift a long sword. He could only nod his head and said, "Please give me some advice from Senior Brother Tong."

Tong Ba smiled and cupped his hands, stood up with the horse step, took a deep breath, stretched out his hands to hold both sides of the long sword, then shouted loudly, and actually lifted the long sword from the ground. Everyone who established the alliance cheered loudly.

Then, Tong Ba worked hard, the muscles in his arms were beating wildly, and he was about to lift the long sword upwards. Seeing this, the disciples who were drinking next to him also cheered up, and the long sword was in Tong Ba's " Gritting his teeth, he moved forward bit by bit, but his slightly trembling legs betrayed his bottom line. When he lifted it to his chest, he couldn't lift it up anyway, and his face was so red that it seemed To bleed.

Then, a hint of unwillingness flashed in Tong Ba's eyes, and he withdrew his hand, and the long sword fell to the ground with a bang like the last time. Tong Ba helplessly held his hand and said: "Young Master Ren is indeed a god, Brother Yu... Alas, Brother Yu is really I admire you, I won’t dare to call you the title of ‘The Alliance’s No. 1 Divine Power’ from now on.”

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and said: "Senior Brother Tong's words are strange. I'm not in your alliance, so what do you do with following me as your number one divine power?"

Tong Ba smiled bitterly and said: "The first divine power, the first divine power. If you can't even pick up the young hero's weapons, how can you talk about the first divine power?"

After saying that, he looked very depressed, took out the pamphlet from his arms, sent it to Zhang Xiaohua, and said: "Young Master Ren, this is what you deserve, please accept it. However, it is all about my casting door." I have given you a secret, please keep it a secret, young hero, only use it yourself and don’t pass it on to others. If you don’t understand anything, feel free to come to the Casting Sect to see me or my master.”

Zhang Xiaohua looked at the pamphlet and wanted to take it, but she still declined: "How... how can I do this?"