Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 121 Three Hundred Medium-Quality Ordinary Weapons

The moment the red sword blank was immersed in the cold spring, Xu Yunfan suddenly turned his wrist and shook the hammer. The special effect of splitting gold and breaking jade created micro-serrations that gradually appeared in the sparks, and the blade edge actually formed fish-scale quenching patterns on its own.

"It's done!"

Use tongs to pull the sword out of the quenching pool and turn it over and place it in the cooling pool.

As the mist evaporated, a long sword with a cold glow emitted a soft and melodious hum that lasted for a long time.

"You have successfully forged a mid-grade sword. Your forging proficiency has increased."

"You have successfully forged a mid-grade sword. Your proficiency in Heavenly Craftsmanship has increased."

Looking at the two prompt messages floating in his field of vision, Xu Yunfan let out a breath.

He glanced at the shiny steel sword in his hand and threw it aside.

With a clanging sound, Xu Yunfan took out another red-hot steel ingot from the quenching pool, swung the hammer and hammered it down like raindrops.

For a moment, the forging table above the entire thunder and fire pool was filled with the sound of clanging.

Three days later, with bloodshot eyes and having worked hard for three days and three nights, Xu Yunfan finally delivered the three hundred fine steel swords ahead of schedule.

The disciple from Tiangong Cave who was inspecting the goods took one of the fine steel swords and tried it out. Then he pressed the sword against the elm anvil with his backhand, and the three-finger-wide blade bent into a breathtaking arc.

When the sword's spine almost touched the handle, he suddenly let go.

The fine steel sword made a clang sound and bounced back straight, the blade actually cutting a half-inch deep mark on the elm wood.

"The seventh one."

The deacon in charge of recording at the Weapon Casting Hall sounded a little dazed, and he looked at Xu Yunfan with suspicion.

With such skills, one can be called a master in the Weapon Casting Hall.

In the past, all the disciples of the Weapon Casting Hall of Tiangong Cave had to pull the bellows for three years and hammer iron ingots for three years before they could start making parts needed for the Mechanical Hall. Only after they had mastered the forging hammer to perfection could they start forging weapons formally.

Even he, a deacon, had to endure nearly twenty years of hard work before he was promoted. He started learning at the age of eight and began to pull the bellows at the age of sixteen. Now he has become a deacon in his thirties, and his martial arts skills have reached the level of a martial artist.

Unlike Xu Yunfan, he could stand with his head held high after saying this.

The deacon of the Weapon Casting Hall can forge top-grade ordinary weapons.

"Brother Xu, you've really never trained a soldier before?"

The deacon of the Weapon Casting Hall couldn't help but ask.

"Of course. My master just taught me the weapon forging technique three days ago, so now I'm handing in my homework."

The deacon looked at the six test swords lying on the table before him.

Some of them were grooved by the anvil but did not break, some of them split seven layers of wrought iron armor with only half of the blade bent, and the most surprising one was the one that was soaked in quenching oil and could still cut a horse's tail.

The disciple who was inspecting the goods suddenly ran his fingers across the edge of the blade, and felt a slight jagged sensation on his fingertips.

His pupils trembled slightly, and he took a piece of Qinggang rock to test the sword and cut it horizontally.

A cold light flashed, and the sword-testing stone cracked into two halves. The cross-section was as smooth as a mirror, and the unique micro-serrated structure was at work.

"The method of separating gold and jade from the Heavenly Craftsmanship forging technique."

The disciple who was inspecting the goods rubbed the edge of the sword with his fingers. The slight serration not only improved the toughness, but also enhanced the sharpness.

Among the sixteen states of Yanbei Road, only the Tiangong Forging Technique of Tiangong Cave can forge this.

"Three hundred swords, the error in the quenching patterns is no more than the thickness of a hair." The inspecting disciple reported with his Adam's apple rolling. He suddenly stacked the seven swords on the anvil, swung the hammer and hit them hard. The seven clear sword sounds actually combined into a complete scale!
The Weapon Forging Hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone understood what this meant. The material density and internal structure of the three hundred swords were almost identical. Even a master forger with thirty years of experience in forging would need six months to create seven swords of the same sound.

This is only possible when one controls one's strength to perfection, combining both strength and softness, and making every swing of the hammer almost identical.

"All three hundred are top-grade! They are all mid-grade, common weapons!"

The disciple in charge of recording in the Sword Forging Hall opened his voice and sang "Yes" loudly.

When the deacon wanted to find Xu Yunfan to sign and confirm, Xu Yunfan had already returned to the villa.

For three days and three nights, he did nothing except forging weapons. After coming back, Xu Yunfan naturally practiced the Lin character technique for a while.

Two hours later, Xu Yunfan opened his eyes.

The eyes, which were originally full of bloodshot, were clearly black and white. At a glance, it seemed as if the room was brighter.

Although he was full of energy, Xu Yunfan still felt a little tired. Since he was not fighting or outdoors, he naturally would not insist on doing so and fell asleep immediately.

It was not until noon the next day that Xu Yunfan woke up. After eating the food brought by the disciples of the Weapon Casting Hall, he began to practice Tianchan Jin in the courtyard.

Three days have been wasted, so Tianchan Jin naturally cannot fall behind. Weapon forging is a side job. Now that I have just started the art of forging, I naturally need to focus on perfecting my bone training.

Amidst the trembling of bones, if someone could get close, they could clearly hear the faint chirping of cicadas coming from Xu Yunfan's body.

As time passed, Xu Yunfan sat cross-legged on the bluestone slabs of the newly renovated courtyard of the Tiangong Cave. The setting sun stretched his shadow and cast it on the weapon rack.

As the Tianchan Power circulated, strands of blood and energy seeped into his bones as his muscles squirmed. His 206 bones began to vibrate at different frequencies, his skull like a chime, his ribs like bells, and his spine like a dragon's roar.

"You forcefully condense your blood and energy into threads, which slowly seep into your bones along the fascia and veins. Your bones seem to be getting tougher, and your proficiency in Tianchan Jin has improved!"

'...'

hum!
When the first cicada chirp exploded from its tail vertebrae, it could be heard clearly in the courtyard. Amidst the vibration, fine ripples appeared on the surface of the water tank three meters away.

Xu Yunfan clearly felt that there were millions of ants gnawing at the inside of his patella. This was a sign that the periosteum was transforming in the shock as his proficiency continued to increase.

A few days ago, when he was practicing Tianchan Jin, he discovered that since his tendons and skin became perfect, the energy and blood in his body had become so vigorous that even his senior brother Fu Jin found it exaggerated.

With the infiltration of blood and energy, the progress of bone training is accelerating.

It might not even take half a year, but four months at most, for him to reach perfection in bone training.

"Crack!"

The blue bricks beneath him suddenly cracked into spider-web-like patterns.

Xu Yunfan was shocked to find that the resonance of bones throughout his body had exceeded a certain critical point, and the vibration frequency of his shoulder blades and clavicle suddenly doubled.

The summer cicadas in the distant treetops seemed to be inspired, and their chirping formed a wonderful chord with the rumbling of his bones.

The Tianchan Power circulated over and over again, and when the seventh round of bone ringing began, strands of jade began to float on the bones.

It’s too late.

If I continue to practice, the shiny skin on my bones will probably turn into bone fractures in the next moment, which will not be worth it.

He suddenly stood up and picked up the Thunder Fire Qilin Hammer beside him.

A blessing came to his mind, and the moment he gripped the hammer handle with his backhand, the mechanism at the end of the hammer handle moved slightly, and the unique high-frequency vibration of Tianchan Jin actually resonated with the meteorite iron reed inside the hammer!
"boom!"

The hammer hit the ground hard, but no sound was made.

(End of this chapter)