Ding Yue is responsible for refining weapons this time is Zhichun.
Snake Gallbladder attracted Wuyan, "What ability do you think that person has, how many levels?"
The witch eye stared at it for a long time before answering: "I saw seven steps, and a stone of a different color was placed on each step."
"Stone Control Warrior?"
"No... no." Witch Eye shook his head while looking at it, "It's not like a simple stone, its eyes are more dazzling or dull, and I don't know what kind of stone it is."
"A seventh-level warrior?" She Dan said so, but she was very wary of Ding Yue's tribe in her heart, and immediately asked the witch eye to observe Ding Yue's other people, especially the chief and priest of Ding Yue.
Yuan Zhan is also observing Zhichun carefully. Zhichun is more like a priest than a warrior, and what he is doing now makes people think so.
When everyone heard that Zhichun said that he would forge weapons on the spot, they all subconsciously thought that he was a bone refiner, but the things and actions that Zhichun took out later broke everyone's understanding.
Zhichun walked to the center of the open space and stood proudly. After a while, two slaves walked up to him carrying a few small wooden barrels and put the barrels on the ground.
The seat is high, and those with good eyesight can clearly see some powders of different colors, bright or dark, in each of the several wooden barrels.
A slave holds up a knife-shaped stone model.
Zhichun took out a wooden cup from his bosom, and then saw him use the wooden cup to scoop two cups out of a small wooden barrel filled with silver-black powder, and put them into the stone mold.
"Is that bone meal?" Mucheng City Lord asked the high priest Chaoge.
Chaoge shook his head, "It's not like that."
Among all the people present, apart from the Dingyue people, probably only Yuan Zhan Dalue knew what those powders were, and probably those were the silent metals.
Yuan Zhan leaned back, thinking that these Dingyue people are smart, and they may not be able to manipulate the metals freely, so he first prepared the metal powder needed, and then used a wooden cup to mix the metal powder according to a certain proportion.
There were traces carved on the inside and outside of the wooden cup, others didn't know it, but Yuan Zhan knew what it was for just by looking at it. Without him, the priest of his family made a bunch of measuring tools for dispensing medicine a long time ago. This kind of wooden quality cups appeared in Jiuyuan very early. Now the measuring tools used in Jiuyuan schools and workshops are better than these wooden measuring cups. Better quality and more accurate. Yuan Zhan also saw the transparent tubes and finer measuring tools that Yan Mo brought back from the Temple of the Ancestral God.
And Zhichun, just as Yuan Zhan expected, used the wooden cup to take a certain amount of powder from each small wooden barrel and poured it into the stone model. Then, he didn't know whether it was to prevent others from seeing the truth, or this step was necessary for him to refine weapons, so he used another stone mold to cover the stone mold containing the metal powder.
Afterwards, Zhichun sat down cross-legged, and put the perfectly fitted stone model flat on his knees, while resting his hands on the stone model.
Then there is the long waiting time.
Everyone looked at it with their necks hooked for a while, and then they saw that Zhichun had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and gradually became bored, and diverted their attention to the high platform next to Jiuyuan's seat.
After Zhichun closed his eyes, no one saw that the bottom of the small wooden barrel on the ground was drilled a little by the thin wooden thorns, and the powder in the barrel was sucked a little along the wooden thorns. The weight is so small that no one will be able to notice it.
The wooden thorn was retracted, and when it was retracted, it was wiped under the barrel, and the small hole that was punctured quickly disappeared.
Yuan Zhan's right hand resting on the chair was slightly bent, and a thin piece of rattan was pulled out from the chair and retracted into the palm of his hand.
Yuan Zhan closed his eyes, hid the recovered powder in his body, and carefully felt the difference between them and ordinary soil.
Zhichun, or the entire Dingyue people probably believed that others didn't know what they were doing, so Zhichun didn't deliberately hide it when he used the measuring cup to scoop up the metal powder.
In Zhichun's mind, even if others saw the strangeness of the wooden cup, they would not be able to tell what those powders were.
But... they didn't know that there was a land warrior named Yuan Zhan, who had already known what metal was under someone's deliberate indoctrination and training, and even learned to subdivide the characteristics of soil. When he sees those metal powders, he may not know what kind of metal they are for a while, but as long as he remembers the characteristics, he will definitely recognize them next time he sees them.
Therefore, it is not unreasonable to say that Jiuyuan will become their opponent in the prophecy of Dingyue Dawu, but it is a pity that Dingyue people obviously did not realize this.
Zhichun was still busy merging those powders into one, Yuan Zhan had already opened his eyes, and he had completely memorized the properties of the eight powders.
Then everyone saw that the leader of Jiuyuan suddenly took out a strange thing about the size of a man's palm from his arms.
What is this? Why do Jiuyuan people have so many strange things
The Lord of Tucheng hesitated and said, "That's paper and pen, right?"
Snake Gall nods, his eyes are shining, paper and pen and ink are two things that he doesn't think much of when he looks at them, but he will realize how wonderful they are when he actually uses them. The three major priests of the temple were all lighted up, and no one else saw the paper, and even the city lord only saw it for a few moments.
"That thing looks really convenient, and the red salt tastes quite good, and the porcelain is more beautiful than pottery. There are so many good things in Jiuyuan." The Tucheng City Lord said enviously and jealously.
She Dan smiled lightly, "Sooner or later it will be ours."
The owner of Tucheng, "Yes." After a while, he suddenly said: "Last time, you find him and tell him that I plan to see him again."
"Yes." Snake Dan lowered his eyelids, and a sarcastic light flashed past.
That's right, what Yuan Zhan took out was a small book that had been cut and bound. There was also a charcoal pen made by himself attached to the book. It is already close to the quality of a pencil, and there is a case for the nib.
Yuan Zhan opened the blank page of the book to recall, first drew a U shape to represent the wooden measuring cup, then drew a scale on the U shape, and then wrote down the weight of the metal powder that Zhichun scooped up in the book one by one.
For example: silver black powder, two full cups (twenty scores); white powder, two scores; black powder, five scores; red powder...
Needless to say, every move of the leader of Jiuyuan was watched by everyone, although most people didn't know what he was doing.
Chongwu threw a small bug to attract the attention of the witch, and asked him: "What is the leader of Jiuyuan holding?" The priest's intuition told him that it must be of great use to him!
The curse witch Jie Jie laughed strangely, "Dwarf products, if you want them, let's trade them after the party."
Yiming time arrived soon, and Zhichun opened his eyes just when Luo Jue reminded him, indicating that the weapon had been refined.
Just when Luo Jue asked Zhichun to show the weapon to everyone, there was movement on the high platform.
A majestic momentum exploded!
Silent, but earth-shattering!
The cover above the platform shattered, revealing the people inside.
Yuan Zhan moved his body, but he soon felt the spiritual power from Yan Mo, and he dropped his butt back to the original place.
A large amount of wood energy spreads around. Others can't see it, but Yan Mo can see it very clearly. There are more and more green light spots. They are so lively and joyful. Wherever they pass, as long as there is a little bit of green, they will immediately expand into a patch. How dry and depleted the land is.
"For you, like you, for you."
Yan Mo's ears twitched, as if something was calling him in the dark, and Wu Guo, who had been hiding well, began to call him anxiously, "I want! I want to eat! Eat it for me!"
Yan Mo only hesitated for a second, then pulled out a gold needle and pricked his fingertips, squeezed out two drops of blood, and naturally said an old saying that others could not understand: "I sacrifice my blood in exchange."
The blood didn't drip, but floated upwards, and slowly dissipated into the air as if it were dissolved in water.
At this time, Pine Needle was still lying still with eyes closed, and no one saw this scene.
Wood energy became more lively and happy, a large amount of wood energy rushed towards Yan Mo, almost wrapping him into a ball.
If someone could see the wood energy with their naked eyes at this time, they would see that the wood energy surrounded by the pine needles was like a thin layer of mist.
"Quick, quick! I want it! Dad, give it to me, hurry up!" Wu Guo, a shameless person, even shouted at his father for the sake of energy.
The corner of Yan Mo's mouth twitched, and he quickly sat down cross-legged, the intermediate training method naturally circulated in his body. He is already used to running this training method while walking, sitting and lying down, and this is something that other training methods in Uptown cannot do.
A large amount of external energy was sucked into the body. This majestic energy was not only the energy accumulated by the pine needles for many years but could not be digested, but also the resonance with the energy of the heavens and the earth when he broke through. How much of this energy can be absorbed by the pine needles depends on himself , although Yan Mo is suspected of robbing energy by his side, but... it is good for not taking the bastard, his son is so anxious that he is about to rush out, it is no wonder he is polite to pine needles.
However, this energy itself cannot be completely absorbed and digested by a tenth-level fighter. If the pine needles can absorb one percent, it is considered a top-notch talent and physical fitness.
The thin matter on Pine Needle's body gradually became thicker, and Yan Mo was already surrounded so hard that he couldn't see him.
At this time, under the earth platform.
The Jiucheng Gathering Square paved with sand suddenly turned into a fluffy green space, and even the steps of various forces were covered with green plants.
Blossoming flowers bloomed, and the fragrance of plants and flowers spread into everyone's noses. The Baixi clan, giants, insectoids, and winged clans sitting on both sides of Wucheng seemed to like this change very much, and the giant breathed vigorously. There was a smile on his face.
Swish! All the people in Mucheng stood up, and someone couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Tenth level! Tenth level fighter! Master Songzhen has broken through!"
Cong Sheng wept with joy, they made the right choice!
Chaoge and Mucheng City Lord moved quickly, Chaoge immediately stretched out his hand, and a large wall of thorns grew around the earthen platform.
The Lord of Mucheng immediately ordered: "Protect the pine needles! Whoever dares to move rashly or approach the earthen platform at this time will be an enemy of my Mucheng!"
A large number of high-level fighters in Mucheng rushed out to surround the earth platform, and several fighters even used their wood control ability to rise to high altitude for protection.
Fei Shan also flew up, as if he was using his actions to show his welcome and protection to the new tenth-level fighters.
"It actually broke through to level ten!" the Tucheng City Lord murmured, his expression extremely ugly.
But other people's thoughts and opinions are: "The little priest of Jiuyuan is not lying, he can really help the peak fighters of the ninth level to break through! Gods are on top, that is the tenth level!"
Those who are excited can't help it anymore, and those who hesitate no longer hesitate. As long as the high-level fighters who want to break through to level ten are staring at the earth platform with fiery eyes that can no longer be described as fiery.
And many city lords and priests shouted in their hearts: It's over! Part of their nine-level peak high gesture must be lost!
And this ebb and flow, if these nine-level peak fighters are really allowed to go to Jiuyuan, Jiuyuan's strength will leap from unknown to the strongest. Don't say that Xiao wants the fruit of witch luck, I'm afraid the result of the ranking competition will change a lot later.
It seems that the situation in which the nine upper cities have dominated the continent for thousands of years is about to be broken.
And to change this momentum, there is only one most effective way, and that is to kill the little priest! But who will do it? Who dares to do it
Several city lords, high priests and others gritted their teeth with hatred in their hearts. I'm afraid that whoever wants to attack the little priest at this time, not to mention Jiuyuan people and curse witches, the ninth-level fighters present can rush up and tear that life apart!
Besides Dingyue, everyone's attention was attracted by Songzhen and Yan Mo at this time, everyone was like the tribe who had forgotten Dingyue, Zhichun stood up with a stone model in his hand, his face turned pale with anger. But what can he do? Even their Dingyue people were not looking at him, but watching the changes in the earth platform!
This is the breakthrough of a tenth-level fighter that has not been seen for many years. No one will miss this opportunity to observe and admire.
The sky over the platform is changing again!
"Boom!" There was obviously no sound, but everyone felt it.
The majestic momentum that spread out just now suddenly recovered.
A pine tree suddenly grew from the top of the earth platform that was empty except for Yan Mo and the pine needles.
The pine tree is not only growing upwards, its roots are also trying to extend downwards, some roots are exposed, and they are directly wrapped around the earth platform.
The High Priest of Mucheng, Chao Ge, rose to see clearly in mid-air, and exclaimed: "It turned into a wood, so this is the change of a wood-controlling warrior reaching level ten?"
The other wood control warriors could also see clearly that the pine needles that had been lying on the platform disappeared, but the pine tree grew where he disappeared.
People from other forces also flew up to watch. The people of Mucheng really wanted to drive them away, but they were afraid that these people would join forces to harm Songzhen, so they could only let them watch.
Yuan Zhan doesn't need to fly to the top, the earth platform can be his eyes and tell him everything that happened on it.
It turns out that the tenth level is the energyization of the body? It's just solid energy, that is, if the ability of the pine needle is to control the pine tree, he itself turns into a pine tree.
Yuan Zhan thought of himself, he was able to energyize his body at level seven, at level eight he would turn into sand if he wanted to, and he would turn into stone if he wanted to turn into stone, and at level nine and ten...
Yuan Zhan smiled triumphantly in his heart. The energy of the two blood stones is not for nothing. In addition, there are five kinds of energy in his body now. His tenth-level change is even surprising to his priests. , Jie Jie!
In short, he must have no problem hitting a tenth-grade pine needle. With Pine Needles as an example, he will no longer be afraid of other fighters robbing him of the position of Guardian Warrior! He is the strongest in the original battle!
The changes on the platform did not stop there, and then, like a magic trick, pine saplings took root and grew from all over the platform.
In less than a quarter of an hour, this man-made circular soil pillar with a diameter of four meters and a height of one hundred meters, which has no characteristics except for its shape and height, has become a marvelous spectacle.
Yan Mo suddenly felt that the wood energy around him was getting thinner and thinner, so he woke up and opened his eyes, and looked at the pine needles again... Uh, why did they become pine trees
Fortunately, the High Priest Mo was well-informed. After seeing the pitiful wood energy around the body of the pine tree, he quickly stopped absorbing it, and beat back a greedy little bastard by the way, "Don't go too far! Now there is a lot of energy, others I didn’t notice you, and you’ll see if you mess around later, and I’m sure someone will catch you right away!”
"Next time! Dad!"
"... Got it, hide it now!"
Wu Guo got the promise and obediently retreated to her original place.
Yan Mo looked around, ignoring those hot eyes staring at him, Shi Shiran got up, and Shi Shiran walked to the edge of the earthen platform.
Just as Yan Mo was thinking about how to get down from the soil pillar platform, a spiral staircase quickly grew on the soil pillar.
"You're amazing!" Yan Mo looked at the circle of spiral stairs that appeared many years in advance due to the supernatural power, and covered his forehead. But he still walked down the stairs... Yuan Zhan actually added a wall to the outside of the stairs to act as a handrail, which was as considerate as he wanted.
In fact, Yan Mo has a way to get down, but he doesn't want to expose his special abilities other than the priest, and Yuan Zhan obviously has something in mind with him.
Just as Yan Mo came down, the body of Pine Needle, which had no energy to compete for, swayed for a while, and turned back into a human form again, but he seemed to be a little overwhelmed, lying naked on the soil platform, unable to move for the time being.
Seeing him like this, Mucheng soldiers quickly jumped onto the earthen platform and hugged him down.
Chaoge asks if Songzhen is okay.
Song Zhen shook her head, her face was ruddy and said: "I just broke through, I need to get used to it, just wait a while."
Everyone in Mucheng was relieved, and they returned to their seats in Mucheng surrounded by pine needles with great joy.
The city lord of Mucheng cared about the pine needles first, and then he slapped his forehead as if just remembering it, "Oh, I almost forgot, how is the weapon refining of that lord Ding Yue?"
Zhichun: ... Believe it or not, I hacked you to death with a single knife