Regardless of just the ability to control flames, at the lowest level of the ninth level of Ding Hao's practice, the changes in flames can be divided into big fire, small fire, slow fire, yin fire, virtual fire, urgent fire, yang fire, fetal fire, and heart fire. There are a total of seventy-two types of changes, including fire, open fire, dark fire, rising fire, falling fire, sequential fire, and chaotic fire. //Access to download txt novel//
It is this complex alternation of flame types and various combinations that can constitute a complete set of processes for casting mysterious weapons.
Mastering the seventy-two flames is an extremely tedious and long process, even for those who are quite talented in the path of inscription master.
However, Ding Hao's two souls were superimposed and his understanding was outstanding. After being transformed by the magical emulsion in the cave, his body also had unparalleled coordination. Therefore, he only spent three sticks of incense, which is equivalent to one percent of the time of ordinary people. Ding Hao has completely mastered the seventy-two changes of casting flames.
"Can we proceed to the next step?" A smile appeared on Ding Hao's lips.
His palms opened naturally, like a magician. Every finger moved gently, and a small flame with completely different colors and intensities jumped on it. And under the control of Ding Hao's thoughts, these ten small flames simultaneously It is constantly changing and alternately combined, and is divided into seventy-two types.
If a high-level inscription master saw it, they would definitely scream in surprise.
You must know that, just like martial arts training, inscription masters also have strong and weak grades. From the first to the twelfth level, they are divided into twelve realms. However, due to the path of the inscription master, the talent and physical requirements of the cultivator are extremely high. High, so the number of inscription masters is destined to be rare. Especially in the early stage of cultivation, it not only requires the accumulation of a lot of basic knowledge, but also the tempering of many operational skills, so the progress of cultivation is extremely slow.
A second-level inscription master is probably not a match for a warrior in the martial arts realm.
However, after reaching the peak of the inscription master's path, a mature inscription master of the twelfth level has unparalleled strength. He can refine artifacts and even create life. He has god-like granting abilities and can create many world-destroying other things. Mysterious weapons are enough to compete with immortals and demons.
Many inscription masters only started to rise to prominence and make their fortune after they were in their twenties.
Being able to control ten flames at the same time, this kind of control is already beyond the level of a first-level peak inscription master.
And Ding Hao is only fourteen years old.
A fourteen-year-old first-level peak inscription master
If word spreads, it will definitely shock the entire Wenjian Sect, and the powerful elders of Wenjian Sect will be frantically fighting for it, rushing to accept Ding Hao as the heir to the mantle.
"What a fucking pervert. He's faster than me. Every time I see such a genius, I have the urge to smash my head against the wall." Even Sword Ancestor was shocked by Ding Hao's talent and couldn't help but A burst of envy and jealousy.
Daozu finally found a chance to speak, and he laughed loudly and said: "Baizizu, you finally admit that you can't do it anymore, haha, smash it, I support you to smash your head against the wall, smash it a few times, maybe it can become normal again A little bit."
Sword Ancestor: "..."
Ding Hao: "..."
"Okay, let's stop making trouble. Now, I will teach you how to cast a storage ring. The materials you have on hand are enough." After talking to Sword Zu for a while, Sword Zu's tone began to become serious, " First, you need to form a mudra and use slow fire, virtual fire, yin fire and slow fire, alternating with each breath, to slowly temper the impurities in the piece!"
Ding Hao nodded, stretched out his palm, and an invisible force floated the fist-sized piece of light silver in the air. Then, the fingers of his hands moved and beat at high speed, like a lotus that was constantly opening and closing, and it was extremely charming.
This is.
One of the fire control mudras described in scriptures.
It can control all mild fire flames, just like the gentle embrace of a lover, so it is called a basic fire control mudra that can temper impurities in materials and purify materials.
As Ding Hao's handprints changed, groups of flames of different colors and sizes were constantly alternating in a strange pattern, burning the size of a fist in a leisurely manner.
The moonlight is like frost, shining through the window lattice.
Time passes slowly.
As the flames burned, the surface began to fluctuate like a **, and traces of black powder gradually fell out of the stone, while the size also shrank little by little.
Ding Hao's techniques gradually became more proficient in practice.
He opened and closed his ten fingers, like an elf dancing, full of indescribable beauty, leaving a blur of afterimages around his palm, like an epiphyllum or a sword shadow, which was dazzling.
As time passed, a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Ding Hao's forehead.
This is obviously a process that consumes profound energy and mind.
About an hour later, the fist-sized volume had shrunk to about one-tenth of its original size, and the color had also changed from light silver to bright silver, releasing a dreamlike silver haze, as crystal clear as a ** .
The purification process is finally completed.
"The next step is the real casting process. Little Dingzi, the handprint needs to be transformed into a shape. Imagine your favorite ring shape in your mind, then control the flame and breath, and constantly transform the shape until it becomes the shape you are satisfied with. , this process requires a lot of Yan Yan Xuan Qi and mental power, and there can be no middle steps, so you'd better rest for a while, or use the few Xuan Crystals you got today to replenish the Xuan Qi energy."
Sword Ancestor's extremely serious voice sounded in Ding Hao's mind.
Ding Hao did not hesitate, and continued to control the flame with one hand. He took out a small box from his body with the other hand, took out one of the black crystal stones and held it in his palm, absorbing the black energy from it.
In an instant, an endless stream of profound energy flowed out of the black crystal stone and injected into Ding Hao's body, replenishing the profound energy he had consumed previously.
Ding Hao closed his eyes and conceived the shape of the ring in his mind. His right hand kept changing, and it changed into a one that was compressed, transformed and purified little by little. The other hand held the black crystal stone to absorb energy!
"I'm going to choke you. One-hand seal? Can you use it as a distraction?"
In his mind, Sword Ancestor was also stunned.
He tried hard to control his mental fluctuations so as not to affect Ding Hao's casting, but the surprise in his heart reached the extreme.
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