He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 454: Civilian's Perseverance
"Same name?"

Jiang Lin thought of Xie Yushuang who was sitting above the courtyard. She was a disciple of Xujian Dao.

If everything is a coincidence, then it is not a coincidence.

"So, he saved the blind girl out of kindness, and Gu An Ning gave him the courtyard by chance, and eventually the future master of the Xujian Dao was born?"

Jiang Lin looked up at the picture of flying birds hanging in front of him. There was a dead branch with white space all around it.

But now, what he saw was no longer blank space, but countless fine threads wrapped around it.

"The bird that once landed on the branch has disappeared. Is this inevitable or accidental?"

Jiang Lin stared at the blank space, as if he saw countless blurry scenes, which were stained by invisible ink and fell on the paper.

The old man once said that the reason the scroll was damaged was because the painter was also the person in the painting.

Jiang Lin had not thought about this sentence carefully before, but now the three words "Guo Jiuxing" made him shudder.

If "The World is Like a Painting" is a painting written by oneself, then is the outside world "The World is Like a Painting" written by another person?

Picture within picture, person within picture.

"How can there be so many coincidences in this world that happen to just one person?"

Jiang Lin's eyes suddenly became much sharper: "Could it be that there is really someone who is in charge of Danqing behind the scenes?"

"But this is also a fragment of the long river of history. In other words, if someone really planned this, it must have started hundreds of years ago."

"As for the Taoist master of the Xujian Sect in the future, he showed no signs of having seen me before. Was he pretending not to know, or did something happen here that caused him to have never seen my appearance?"

It is impossible to confirm the authenticity of this matter, but there are so many coincidences that it is inevitable to arouse suspicion.

After a long time, Jiang Lin used a piece of charcoal to put a tick behind the name "Guo Jiuxing".

Give Gu An Ning's letter to someone else to send back.

Jiang Lin looked at the military officer flying away with a deep gaze.

He now wanted to stay for a while longer to see whether that person was the future leader of the Xujian Sect.

If so, what happened that made him go from being the eldest son of an official to a Taoist sect?

The flames roared in the stove beside him.

Jiang Lin turned around and sat back in front of the stove, staring at the rising flames, thinking silently.

The Lu family is indeed a threat, but in comparison, it is more important for Jiang Lin to figure out what happened in this period of history.

Two years later, the giant bone powder finally melted.

When the powder melted, the sky and the earth changed color and strange phenomena occurred.

The sky cracked open, and a golden god poked his head out and waved his hand.

A blood-red rain curtain as sticky as mercury fell from the sky and condensed into a red-gold lotus platform after hitting the ground.

Another divine man poked his head out and clapped his hands.

Deafening thunder rumbled, and countless golden shadows appeared above the lotus platform.

The torn sky shattered the stars.

Meteorites fell from the sky, trailing flames hundreds of miles long.

Such a strange scene brought a strong sense of oppression.

Those below the peak of the Divine Martial Realm were not even qualified to stand, and all fell to their knees, trembling in fear.

At the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, one can only barely stand.

Only those who have reached the Dao Wu realm and above can feel the aura of destruction contained in those golden shadows.

Ma Ningyan pressed her palm on the Wufeng Sword. In two years, she had combined nearly a hundred wind blades into one, with terrifying power.

Even a strong person with concentrated Tao heart cannot take this move with bare hands.

Half of her right arm was condensed with pure white Taoist bones.

Despite this, facing those golden shadows, Ma Ningyan still felt what fear was.

Because...she had seen this scene before.

Moreover, it is not an illusion.

"Impossible..." Ma Ningyan couldn't help but take a few steps back, her eyes full of fear.

Even facing the Xiyi clan which had thirteen Daowu realm masters, she dared to draw her sword to fight them.

But at this moment, the commander-in-chief of the border army who founded Daqian was actually afraid.

As for Jiang Lin who was in the middle of it, although he also felt the awesome pressure, he did not feel too much fear.

No matter how powerful you are, apart from the [picturesque world], everything is false.

He just looked around curiously. So this was the vision he had heard about when the ancestor of blacksmiths created the three magical artifacts.

The rain master cast a spell to sprinkle rain, the thunder god struck the bellows, the dragon brought gold ore, the emperor of heaven brought coal ore, and the gods in heaven also came down to earth to watch.

The next moment, all the strange phenomena and the pressure disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Jiang Lin looked down and saw that the powder in the furnace had completely melted.

He couldn't help but laugh. It turned out to be just a false illusion, not the real gods from heaven coming down to earth.

"It seems that history cannot be trusted completely, there are both true and false parts in it."

Jiang Lin shook his head slightly and looked outside, where he saw a group of people kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.

Even Ma Ningyan stepped back a long way, looking at this side with fear on her face.

Jiang Lin waved to her. Ma Ningyan hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted her teeth and walked over.

Her steps were not as brisk as before, but rather heavy.

Especially when they came to the blacksmith shop and saw Jiang Lin's relaxed look, Ma Ningyan couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Grandpa Hong afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Just those..."

"They are all fake, there is nothing to be afraid of." Jiang Lin said.

Ma Ningyan looked at him and asked, "What if it comes true?"

"Coming true?" Seeing the fear still in her eyes, Jiang Lin said, "If they were enemies, they wouldn't come here for no reason. If they weren't enemies, there's no need to be afraid."

Ma Ningyan showed a bitter expression on her face: "I'm afraid that if they really come, they can only be enemies."

Jiang Lin was a little surprised when he heard this. Just as he was about to ask more questions, the stove next to him suddenly exploded.

Ma Ningyan left the blacksmith shop in shock, and Jiang Lin turned around to look.

After the giant's skeleton powder melted, it turned into a ball of golden liquid floating in the air.

The powerful force is unbelievable.

No wonder the furnace exploded. How could such a mundane object hold a divine object of this level?

Information appeared in Jiang Lin's field of vision.

[Boundary-breaking quality bones, all attributes +50000, with the effect of tearing space]

The quality did not improve to a higher level, but the attributes increased by another 20,000, proving that Jiang Lin's skills still had a positive effect on it.

His intuition told him that this thing had to be built as soon as possible, otherwise something unexpected might happen.

Although he didn't know why he had such an intuition, Jiang Lin still turned to Ma Ningyan and said, "I'm going to create the third magic weapon. I'll talk about it later."

Ma Ningyan stared at the divine liquid floating in the air, and then silently retreated back to the central military tent.

Xu Wanqun, who was wearing a pitch-black armor, walked up to her and whispered, "Can Master Hong really use the giant's skeleton to make weapons?"

"It should be possible." Ma Ningyan said.

Xu Wanqun added: "With Master Hong here, even if the finger in the sky appears again, or in that faraway place... we may still be able to fight."

Not everyone has been to faraway places, but those who have will never forget what they saw.

Ma Ningyan understood this truth very well. If the giant's skeleton could really be made into a weapon, it would be unique.

No matter how powerful Daqian is, or how many cities he conquers, he is still just an ordinary person.

So what if the combined strength of millions of border troops is comparable to that of the Daowu realm?

The Seventh Ancestor of the Western Yi, with mountains and rivers as bows, clan luck as strings, and complete Taoist bones as arrows, was also easily crushed by a finger from the sky. The border troops were vulnerable!
The giant skeleton is the real killer weapon.

Once a weapon is made with this thing, you can imagine how incredibly powerful it will be.

Even tens of millions of border troops cannot compare with it.

"That skeleton is too strong. It took two full years to melt just some powder. It's too difficult to succeed." Ma Ningyan said.

Xu Wanqun said: "From our point of view, it is naturally difficult. But for Master Hong, it may not be so. His skills are second to none in the world. If we have more time and find better rare wood and fire, maybe we can succeed."

Ma Ningyan's heart moved, this was indeed the truth.

It took two years to melt some of the powder, the main reason being that the flame temperature was not high enough.

If it is high enough, the time can be reduced significantly.

By then, using giant skeletons to forge weapons will no longer be a fantasy.

only……

Ma Ningyan looked at the burly figure in the blacksmith shop and wondered how long he could stay.

I still remember that when I was young, Grandpa Hong stayed here for a long time.

But when he reached adulthood, he disappeared into the horizon.

Ma Ningyan has always been very clear in her mind that Grandpa Hong is definitely not an ordinary person.

He came and went without a trace.

The best way to fight against the threat from the Faraway Land is to let him stay until the task is accomplished.

Looking at the figure in the blacksmith shop, Ma Ningyan did not speak for a long time.

A counselor heard the conversation between the two and came over and whispered: "I have heard that there are many formations in Taoism. If the commander-in-chief really wants to keep Master Hong, perhaps he can ask Taoism to set up a formation to keep him..."

Before he could finish his words, Ma Ningyan had already slashed at him with a knife.

The counselor's body stiffened, and then split in two.

Ma Ningyan's eyes were full of murderous intent as she stared at the people around her, making them shudder.

Although she didn't say anything, everyone understood what she meant.

Xu Wanqun looked at her without saying anything.

However, this general from Tiannan Prefecture actually had similar thoughts in his mind.

If you really want to keep this person, I'm afraid you can only ask the Taoist sect for help.

But there are people in Jueyuan Dao, Xuanhua Dao, and Xujian Dao who have a close relationship with Jiang Lin.

If you want to accomplish this, you must find a way from other sects.

In the blacksmith shop, Jiang Lin took out the materials that had been prepared long ago.

There were originally three types, but he gave up the claw of one of them, which was an eighth-grade demon beast.

Instead, there is the divine liquid that is formed from the melted bones of the giant.

In addition, there are wind-breath mica and ghost-faced spider silk, which are rare top-grade materials.

Wind-breathing mica is an extremely special material. It looks like wind, clouds, rain and fog, but it has an incredibly high toughness.

Just after firing, its toughness value is close to ten thousand.

Combined with the ghost spider silk, its toughness directly reaches about 18,000.

Jiang Lin reached out and took the magical liquid and dripped it into it.

All the materials instantly turned into pure golden color.

Waves of powerful aura that were difficult to ignore continued to emanate from within.

The surrounding space seemed to be unable to bear the pressure and tiny cracks appeared one after another.

The entire world began to tremble.

Jiang Lin frowned. He didn't expect that the power of the three materials combined together would be so terrifying.

It has not yet been fully formed, but it has already greatly affected the stability of [A Picturesque Life].

If he had not condensed most of his Dao bones in this world, he might have collapsed by now and been forced to leave this world.

Even though his cultivation level had increased, Jiang Lin could still feel that the world of [A Picturesque World] was beginning to become unstable.

He felt it silently and roughly estimated that it could last at most one month.

After a month, whether he likes it or not, he will have to leave here.

"So the legend about the blacksmith forger creating three magical weapons and ascending to heaven is also fake?"

"In fact, it was because the third divine weapon was integrated with the giant's skeleton powder. It was too powerful and had to leave this historical fragment."

Jiang Lin gave a bitter smile, thinking that he had created so many magical weapons that he could really achieve enlightenment in this world.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh. He wanted to stay a little longer to see what would happen to the child named Guo Jiuxing.

Now it seems that there is no chance.

As for the next time I will come in, I don’t know when it will be.

Just like this time I entered the world of [Painting on Earth], it was nineteen years after my first entry.

Jiang Lin wasn't sure whether there was any regularity in the time, so he could only verify it next time.

Considering that he had little time left, he had to kill all the members of the Lu family before leaving here.

Jiang Lin took a deep breath, and without wasting any more time, he picked up the hammer and started hammering.

On the other hand, someone leaked the news that Jiang Lin might leave at any time.

Many civil servants and counselors came to Ma Ningyan spontaneously and asked her to go to the Taoist sect to find a formation to keep Jiang Lin.

Their meaning is very clear, Jiang Lin is currently the only person who can use giant skeletons to forge weapons.

If he is not kept, Daqian's attempt to fight against the finger above the sky would be like hitting a rock with an egg.

As Ma Ningyan said, we should first strengthen ourselves to fight against possible threats in the future.

This concept has been recognized by everyone.

But after they agreed, they began to wonder why Ma Ningyan refused to forcibly keep Jiang Lin.

The best blacksmiths have been called in to try, but with the same strange wood and fire, no one can melt the giant's skeleton.

Just getting close will cause bleeding from all seven orifices and serious injuries.

Because the aura of power in the skeleton is so strong, it requires at least the Daowu realm to withstand it.

No matter how powerful other blacksmiths are, it is already good enough for them to use elixirs to reach the Divine Martial Realm and forge magical weapons.

It is almost impossible to reach the Daowu realm.

Because the Daowu realm first requires the concentration of the Dao heart, and the Dao heart requires the understanding of oneself, or the understanding of heaven and earth.

Excellent blacksmiths are all working hard to improve their skills and don’t even have the time to practice martial arts, so how can they overcome this hurdle?

The only exception is Jiang Lin.

His blacksmithing skills are the best in the world.

His martial arts skills also rank among the top.

There will never be another blacksmith like this in the world, one who has both the cultivation level of Daowu and the supreme skills.

Those who came to persuade her at the beginning were ruthlessly killed by Ma Ningyan to serve as a warning to others.

But these civil servants are really not afraid of death.

One came every day, and Ma Ningyan's hands were shaking from chopping.

If the killing continues, all the civil servants will be killed.

But neither Ma Ningyan nor the civil servants hesitated at all.

They are very persistent and determined.

One will persuade me no matter what happens, and the other will kill me if you dare to come.

(End of this chapter)