My mother spoke very fast and her voice was crisp. As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh at the proud Mr. Luo. She even laughed so hard that the roof shook: "The Five Elements of the Wen family! Don't say it, you'll cut it off." The meridians immediately showed the result of cultivation, the face was blue after refining water poison, and the face was green when refining wood poison..."
Wen Leyang didn't dare to laugh with them, and quickly looked at the uncle: "The second grandfather and his cultivation base..." Several masters of the Wen family cut off their meridians. Although they were saved by the old rabbit demon Bu Le, they were all possessed of poisonous skills. From now on, it is considered useless. Wen Bu Shuo may not matter, as long as the mouth is still there. For aloof and unruly masters like the Second Grandpa and the Third Grandpa, it is probably worse than death to lose their kung fu. Www. QUanbEn-xIAoShUo. cO
Received Wen Leyang's words from the side: "Bu Le will use the true energy to help them protect their five internal organs and dispel the poison. After the poison is gone, I will help them reshape their meridians!" As he spoke, he rubbed his palms eagerly and looked at his eyes. Everyone was excited, as if it was fun to have the opportunity to reshape other people's meridians.
Wen Leyang was relieved when he heard Grandma Shizu was going to take action, but when he saw her expression, he felt that this seemed a bit unreliable, and looked at each other worriedly with his uncle.
The four masters of the Wen family tried their own methods and all lost. The great grandfather also gave up and called in Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan. Together with the masters from the Miao and Luo families, they followed Master Tuo Xie's message and used the three-in-one secret method. They were successful both times.
Xiao Chi Maojiu's natal poison entered the body of the poisoner to protect the so-called heart and soul. The poison itself was also contaminated with extremely strong poison, and the yin energy was introduced under the refining of Corpse Dance, and then returned to the body of the Miao people. , will make the witchcraft power increase dramatically; she also admires the method of controlling corpses to control the half-dead Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan. Between her, her two silly uncles and Ah Dan, there is a constant battle between Yin power, poisonous power and natal Gu. Mumu also benefited a lot from the mutual compatibility and exchange.
After the three skills were combined into one, not only the two silly uncles were now becoming more advanced in their poison skills. Xiao Chi Maojiu's power of witchcraft and Mu Mu's corpse technique have also improved rapidly at the same time. Even if they are put on the path of cultivation, they can be regarded as outstanding masters.
The grandpa finally spoke and sighed with admiration: "Master's technique is a blend of the power of Yang poison, the power of Yin corpse, and the power of witchcraft. In the end, each one finds its place. We can't understand the reason clearly. But I finally have a firm grasp on the technique!”
For the disciples of Wen, Miao and Luo, it is enough to understand that one plus one equals two. As for why it equals two, it is best to know, and it does not matter if you don't know.
After the three techniques were combined into one, the skills of the disciples who participated in the technique improved by leaps and bounds. In the future, if they practiced separately, their achievements would be immeasurable. Just look at the three masters who have lived for two thousand years and you will know.
However, the people who benefited the most were the disciples of the Poison Sect. Reshaping the meridians is almost equivalent to reborn. Comparatively speaking, the disciples of Wumen and Corpse Sect were a little worse.
Now, although the Wen Miao and Luo families have only trained four good players. There are two fools among them. But I figured out the master's magical method. It is not difficult to imagine ten or decades from now. The disciples of the three families are prosperous. Three-three combination. At that time, look at the five blessings and then ask Shizong. Who else dares to act wild in front of them
Wen Leyang let out a sigh of relief. Before I could speak. The old man laughed and stood up. Pulling him and walking out: "There is another great thing. Panshan Gongye and his gang are not only good at eating. They also need to be skilled in refining weapons!"
Wen Leyang was overjoyed. At first, the land of Nijiao was divided into two parts. The flesh and blood and internal organs were handed over to the Wen family for refining poison. The skin and bones were refined by Panshan Gongye family. Listen to what Grandpa means. Mr. Gongye's side should also be fruitful.
A large room of people followed Mr. Wen to the back of the village. In the open space behind the village. A copper furnace with a height of four or five stories stands tall. The wall of the bronze furnace is densely engraved with ancient symbols and seals. A layer of red firelight was reflected from the furnace mouth. Dozens of tent-sized bellows were surrounded under the stove. In addition, there is a clear water channel coiled around the stove, and unknown wood with a strange smell is stacked like a hill...
The end is also near the sword furnace. But he ignored everything around him. He just kept writing and drawing on a small piece of slate obediently. He didn't even know Wen Leyang was here.
Old man Gongye was lowering his head and thinking about something. When he saw a large group of people coming over, his face was full of impatience. However, after seeing Wen Leyang, his expression suddenly became overjoyed. He was as happy as a person who had just scored 100 points in the exam and was doing positive exams. A primary school student who comes in with a test paper. The old man laughed and pulled Wen Leyang over: "It's just you!" Then he yelled at his disciples: "Boys, pick up the fire for me!"
Wen Leyang was startled by Gongye's appearance. The old man who was originally a vigorous man now became withered, his face was gray and ugly, and his eyes were cloudy and dim, as if he had just suffered a serious illness.
More than a hundred burly men from the Gongye family were sitting around. After hearing the parents' orders, they all responded in unison. They each took off their shirts, revealing their bronzed upper bodies. The rock-like muscles between their shoulders, arms, chest and abdomen were pulled with a roar. The sound of wind was rolling hard and powerfully.
Just as he was taking a breath, a huge flame several feet high suddenly burst out in the huge stove, like a greedy giant snake, swaying up and down, wanting to taste the moon that had just hung in the corner of the sky.
The other Gongye disciples also got busy, constantly passing the unknown wood into the furnace. Wen Leyang had excellent ears, and he faintly heard a cheerful chuckle as soon as the fragrant wood entered the huge furnace. The sound combined with the whistling wind and the roaring fire made Wen Leyang feel like his scalp was exploding.
Waves of exhilarating heat waves roared and spread, and the trembling air slowly swam. I don’t know when it quietly gathered into a seemingly transparent and somewhat dense belt, wrapping around the huge copper furnace layer by layer. The fire became more and more intense. , from red to yellow, and finally turned into a bright silvery white, but the bronze furnace body turned red, as if it would turn into a cavity of copper juice and splash freely at any time. Countless ancient runes struggled painfully, until suddenly, from There was a loud "dang" sound in the furnace wall!
All the strong men who were pulling Feng Xiang were shocked to have a splash of blood from the corners of their mouths!
Old man Gongye straightened his back, and the slump in his expression was wiped away. Following the loud noise in the furnace, he exhaled and shouted: "Blade is back!"
Upon hearing this, the strong men seemed to have received the will of the gods, their eyes were obsessed and persistent, and the movements of the bellows changed from coordinated and powerful to crazy!
Wen Leyang had never seen a blacksmith before, so he had never encountered such a desperate battle. He stood in front of the stove and was stunned. On the contrary, my chest was convinced, and I was moaning strangely, and my whole body was tense with excitement.
There was another loud noise in the furnace! It was not as loud and violent as the sound just now, but it was far heavier. The men pulling the bellows coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splashed hard on their chests and arms.
Old man Gongye looked up to the sky and shouted again:
! "Everyone looked ferocious and horrified, the stove seemed to have turned into a devil, but Gongye's disciples seemed to be following him like they were there, and they would not regret it until they died!
It wasn't until the third loud bang that the old man Gongye's voice suddenly became louder, and he roared at the top of his lungs: "Get the soul!" As he said this, he made a 'get it to me' gesture to Wen Leyang. Wen Leyang blinked his eyes, dumbfounded, and asked in a low voice: "Where are you going?" Before he finished speaking, an irresistible force suddenly came from behind and threw him towards the stove. Master Chang Li chuckled: "Go get something good from the stove! You know nothing!"
Although he knew that the raccoon would not harm him, Wen Leyang was still scared out of his mind. He had heard that the sword-making master used his body to raise the sword and jumped into the sword furnace, but he had never heard of throwing it to the crowd of onlookers...
The enchanting and blazing fire snake was swinging hard, as if trying to break away from the furnace and fly away. The moment Wen Leyang was thrown over, the flames exploded into thousands of silver arcs, followed by a roar that could not be distinguished whether it was tragic or joyful. Howling, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Wen Leyang felt that his spiritual consciousness, eyesight, and hearing were completely burned away by the high temperature that melted the heaven and earth in an instant. His whole body was filled with the power of life and death poison, but he was unable to struggle, twist his body, and plunged headlong into He entered the furnace, and immediately, the heavy warmth suddenly enveloped him completely.
The dazzling light suddenly dimmed, and Wenjia Village, which had just seemed to be transformed into the land of sunrise, instantly regained its tranquility and darkness.
Everyone's mouth was a little dry, and they could only hear the pounding of their own heartbeats in their ears. Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan looked solemn and solemn, holding up their noses and sniffing hard. Fortunately, they never smelled the aroma of barbecue, otherwise they would not have been able to smell it. Knowing they would both burst into tears or run to the kitchen to get the cumin and chilli...
What is being refined in the furnace is the skin and bones of the Chengjiao. The skin is used to make armor and the bones are used to make blades.
Because Wen Leyang does not have the power of the soul, generally speaking, he cannot refine his own magic weapons like monks. However, Nijiao is not a mortal thing, and the weapon refining skills of the Gongye family are even more magical. Old man Gongye racked his brains and finally thought of A method of concentricity between the magic weapon and its master was developed. In the furnace, the essence of the Jiaogu land, 'Jiaothorn', has been raised by Wen Leyang, and will protect the master from being burned by Wen Leyang in the fire. At the same time, the Wen Le Yang Poison Gong is circulated, tempered together with the dragon bones and dragon scale skin, and withstands the final fire of the true essence of refining the gods, and you are done.
The eldest grandpa had long heard Old Man Gongye talk about this process, and he was still a little uneasy. But Uncle Luo laughed and said to his brother: "Old Man Gongye, did you learn this trick from watching Journey to the West?"
He shook his head with a smile: "The magic of combining humans and machines has existed before, as long as the fire is mastered."
The strong men pulling the bellows all looked sluggish, and now they all stopped what they were doing and stared at the owner of the house with some nervousness.
The always confident old man Gongye actually had a twinkle in his eye now. He glanced at Li with a belated look. Zhang Li nodded vigorously, his beautiful mandible made a charming line in the moonlight, and said with a smile: "I'm here to protect the law. If the kid can't hold on anymore, I will save him, so don't worry!"
Old man Gongye nodded firmly, turned around and shouted to all his disciples: "Chase!"
There was a dull roar, and the fire was once again wild and enchanting. More than a hundred men from the Gongye family screamed and screamed, using up the last bit of strength in their bones, they pulled the bellows desperately!
It only took a few dozen seconds, but to Mr. Wen, it seemed longer than a lifetime. Finally, there was a muffled thunder, a crackling explosion, and a fierce crack suddenly appeared on the furnace hearth, accurately outlined. After hearing the explosion, old man Gongye was not frightened when he saw the furnace explode. Instead, he cheered heart-breakingly. All the Gongye disciples were like monkeys poured with boiling water, squeaking and screaming. Disperse!
With a wave of his hand, the vigorous demonic power condensed into an invisible and well-organized wind wall, blocking everyone behind him. When the technique was completed, unrestrained bursting sounds came from the furnace layer by layer, and finally dazzling fire fountains spewed out and splashed in all directions. Wen Leyang kicked the thick hearth to pieces and jumped out with a pale face...
The fire was raging all around, and Wen Leyang was crumbling.
Overjoyed, he reached out and pulled off the robe from the second master of the Luo family next to him and threw it to Wen Leyang: "Put your clothes on!"
Old man Gongye, who was only half alive, screamed: "Don't wear it!" As he said that, he jumped up to Wen Leyang like an old monkey, his eyes were shining, and he kept looking around Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang tried to put on his clothes several times but was pulled off by him. Finally, he finally turned his robe into a skirt and tied it around his waist.
Everyone gathered around and looked at Wen Leyang, then at the broken stove and countless fires. Uncle Wen Tunhai finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked sonorously: "Where is the magic weapon?" Wen Leyang held it in his hand. There was nothing, and my body was naked, but I was impressed by what was wrapped around his chest. After being tempered by the fire, it became more red, and the color was so bright that it was a bit overwhelming.
Mr. Gongye suddenly hugged Wen Leyang, making a sound from his mouth. He didn't know whether he was crying or laughing. He was like a madman, with snot and tears flowing all over his face.
Wen Leyang is the most proud work of his life!
Wen Leyang had calmed down a bit now. With the help of several grandfathers, Wen Leyang finally managed to get the old man Gongye off his body. He was a little at a loss and explained to the others: "The skin of the snake is a piece of armor, and the bones of the snake are It turned into a knife...It was all refined into my body..." As he said that, he took a deep breath. In the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, a layer of black and white mottled thin armor suddenly covered him. Only his head and face were exposed from his whole body. A group of people looked at each other in confusion. I don't know who laughed out loud first, and then everyone laughed along with him. Wen Leyang looked like a diver without a helmet after showing off his leather armor.
Wen Leyang also knew that his image was not very good, and he scratched his head happily. Chang Li pursed his lips, stretched out a finger, and gently pressed his chest. It looked a little softer, and Wen Leyang only felt an overwhelming feeling. The huge power surged forward, and the poison of life and death surged forward. He couldn't help but take a step back, and looked at his master's grandma without knowing why.
There were layers of joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Boy, that blow I just made was almost like a ground-breaking blow with all my strength."
Wen Leyang let out a cry, and was knocked unconscious by the huge happiness... His current strength and ground breaking are between the same, but Chang Li's blow just now was equivalent to a vital blow to his chest when he was unprepared. Wen Leyang I thought that if I didn't have leather armor to protect myself, I would be seriously injured with broken bones and tendons, spurting blood.
It took Wen Leyang more than ten seconds to regain consciousness, and he begged his master with a smile: "Try harder and try again!"
Use it to look stupid
Glancing at him, he shook his head with a wry smile: "When will you become smarter and hit with all your strength? Now the leather armor can help you withstand 70% to 80% of the force. The limit is also the same. No matter how strong the force of hitting you is, the leather armor can't help you." The power of A to block it for you will never change."
Only then did Wen Leyang suddenly realize that leather armor is leather armor, and the power it can bear is a constant value. Boss Rainbow, who had been afraid to speak, sighed with incomparable envy at this time: "The inferior monk's magical power hit him, Don’t you feel nothing at all?”
Now in a good mood, he smiled and nodded at their slight kindness: "This is natural, not even tickling!" After saying that, he paused and asked Wen Leyang: "Is it uncomfortable to wear this? Can you take it off? ?”
"I don't feel anything at all." Wen Leyang smiled happily, twisting and turning like a fish, and his leather armor was like a thin layer of snake slough, limp on the ground, and there was nothing special about it. Wait After almost everyone pulled and pulled him around, Wen Leyang got back into the leather armor, turned around, and the leather armor disappeared into his body again. Qianjiao's leather armor can be hidden, revealed, and taken off with ease.
Smiling and waving his hand, Wen Leyang interrupted Wen Leyang's happiness: "Try the dragon thorn again!"
Wen Leyang agreed, and with a flick of his wrist, a fierce blade that no one had ever seen came out from nowhere!
The blade is longer and narrower than Qin Zhui's Tang Dao. Both the blade and the blade have a strange curve that makes people reluctant to look at it for a long time. It's like a Burmese knife that was suddenly shaped while it was trembling. There was no sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air in the swing, but instead there was a hissing of a poisonous snake.
Everyone present, including Chang Li, felt their pores tightening at the moment the vicious blade appeared. There was only one feeling in their hearts: that knife was a snake!
Wen Tunhai was a little surprised by the shape of the murder weapon. He squinted his eyes and asked old man Gongye: "Isn't the dragon's thorn just a thorn? How did it become like this?"
Old man Gongye's face was full of pride: "The thorn is in the shape of bone. Now the soul is obtained by refining the weapon and transformed into the shape of the weapon. This is what it looks like!" Before the thorn took shape, even the old man Gongye didn't know what it would be like. appearance, but now the shape of the dragon thorn is truly snake-shaped.
Hehe smiled and urged Wen Leyang: "Come on me!"
Wen Leyang agreed happily, swaying out of the distance of the arrow, and took a deep breath. As soon as the poison of life and death circulated in his body, the vicious blade in his hand immediately vibrated in response, and a hissing sound filled the air. Confessing one's heart instantly became a big hit!
After getting Chang Li's signal, the snake blade in Wen Leyang's hand swung in the air, and the evil sound of spitting letters in the sky suddenly disappeared, and everyone present let out a strange scream of extreme horror!
Hundreds of dense white bones broke out of the air and flew out under the wave of Wen Leyang's snake blade. Only then did everyone suddenly see clearly that the large group of tangled white bones was a thick bone snake. Bone snake!
In the vicious roar, the bone snake shot the raccoon like an electric lasing!
Crossing her arms with a smile on her face, she didn't move a bit. The dragon bone snake was circling around her in the cold wind, but it couldn't break through the invisible barrier. At this moment, Wen Leyang also chuckled, and his body violently disappeared invisible.
It was only at this moment that Li's face changed slightly, he raised a hand and popped it out in front of him quickly, bang, bang, bang, a series of crisp sounds. Only Qin Zhui of the people present could barely see that Wen Leyang was moving as fast as a ghost, echoing Jiao Ci and the Ning Jiao Bone Snake violently attacked Changli, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not break through Changli's white and slender little hand.
Each finger flicked steadily on the seven inches of the dragon's thorn. Finally, with an unknown number of crisp sounds in succession, Wen Leyang screamed and fell to the ground, looking like the snake bones of a silver dragon in mid-air. Also disappeared.
Wen Leyang jumped up and looked at Chang Li eagerly, waiting for her comment.
Li Di's eyes were bright and full of joy, and he nodded to Wen Leyang with great certainty: "The dragon thorn is the soul of the body and bones of the dragon, so when the dragon thorn is waved, the bone snakes will be summoned to attack and help." As he said, After a pause, he counted slowly: "The snake bones are enough to withstand the earth-breaking attack. Plus you and the dragon thorn, three of them have broken the earth!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two goo-dong-goo-dong sounds sounded at the same time. Wen Leyang and Qin Zhui both sat down on the ground. However, Wen Leyang's face was filled with ecstasy, while Qin Zhui's face was filled with worry...
He picked up Wen Leyang, with a rare serious look on his face, pointed at the old man Gongye who was about to faint with excitement, and said to him: "Kneel down and salute, Panshan Gongye is your great benefactor, Wen Leyang! "
Without saying a word, Wen Leyang walked up to old man Gongye, knelt down and saluted seriously.
But old man Gongye, like a child, hugged Wen Leyang suddenly and cried loudly. After crying a few times, he rolled his eyes and suppressed himself until he fainted.
The raccoon dog was also startled, and quickly jumped over and injected a trace of true energy into the old man's body. Then he shook his head at everyone: "No need to save him, his heart is agitated, just let him sleep for a while." Then he turned around. Wen Leyang: "Ning Jiao's body belongs to chaos, and his toxicity is similar to yours. Only then can he integrate with you in the soul-refining fire of the Gongye family! These two treasures are no longer just weapons and armor for you. But it becomes a part of your body.
He paused for a moment and saw that Wen Leyang understood, then Changli continued: "Not only that, these two treasures are kept in your body and are always soaked by your life and death poison. If you improve your skills, their power will also increase." Then it becomes stronger, and from now on, this blade and this armor will be your treasure that will follow you for the rest of your life!"
Wen Leyang opened his mouth wide, and there was a dull sound in his throat. After a long while, he exhaled heavily, and repeated her words in disbelief: "As my skills improve, the thorns and armor will also follow. Diligent?"
Li nodded firmly, and his voice was clear and heart-stirring: "Not bad!"
At this time, old man Gongye woke up, opened his eyes and looked left and right. When he saw Wen Leyang, he finally remembered what happened before and started crying again...
Refining the weapon into the soul, the spirit can move at will, the human and the weapon are integrated, and the magical power is the same. The attributes of the dragon and Wen Leyang's life and death poison are a match made in heaven, a perfect match in the world. This is what makes the old man Gongye complete this swan song in the art of weapon refining. . Even if there are a few more Wen Leyangs in the world in the future, where can we find a Jiaojiao
The old man could make such a treasure once in his life, and he would be satisfied even if he died immediately. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)