I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 28 Reforging the Qiankun Bow

That night.

Ying Chan sat in the hall.

At this moment, the ebony carved bow that was originally hanging on the wall was now placed horizontally on the table.

Ying Chan faced the table, made a hand seal with one hand, and slowly pointed to the carvings on the bow with the other.

As he moved, the freshly made liquid medicine rose from the container beside him, twisted into a thin stream, and slowly fell towards the bow.

The purpose is to use the medicinal gold as ink to redraw the divine patterns on it.

This matter sounds simple, but it actually requires very skillful work to do it perfectly.

The inscription of divine runes must be flawless; otherwise, the divine power they bestow will be greatly reduced, or even completely lost.

Therefore, one should hold one's breath and concentrate throughout the entire process, being extremely careful.

His skills in shaping objects with qi and carving with magic are indeed quite good, and he is quite adept at practicing them in the workshop.

Ding Zhi was quite surprised and amazed when he first forged a talisman sword.

After half a month, Ying Chan's skills in crafting talismans had become quite proficient, but at this moment, he still dared not be distracted in the slightest.

Because the talisman swords in the weapon workshop are only engraved with very simple esoteric jade inscriptions, far less complex than the divine patterns on the Qiankun Bow.

Time passed, and the night grew deeper.

Ying Chan remained focused, controlling the last bit of medicinal gold to fill in the carvings on the bow.

In an instant, all the divine runes on the bow seemed to be activated, emitting a faint golden glow, and the entire hall seemed to be shrouded in a hazy golden veil.

Ying Chan's spirits lifted.

The most crucial step in crafting talismans is now complete. All that remains is to wait for the medicinal gold to solidify, and the talisman will be finished.

Of course, the best approach is to use magic to refine the medicinal gold, helping it solidify while also embedding it deep into the artifact. This ensures the stability of the divine runes, and naturally, the quality of the talisman will be even better.

Ying Chan changed his hand gesture, using his magic to wrap the bow, and then unleashed his magic in one go.

Soon, the golden light emanating from the bow began to fade until it completely disappeared, and the hall became dark again.

Looking at this bow again, it seems to have returned to simplicity.

But as soon as Ying Chan grasped the bow, he immediately felt a power completely different from anything he had ever felt before flowing through it.

He felt a sudden urge to draw his bow and shoot an arrow to see what changes had occurred to the Qiankun Bow, which had been reforged with medicinal gold to reveal its divine patterns.

Moreover, once the thought arises, it only intensifies.

However, under no circumstances could Ying Chan test his arrows in this house, nor even in the courtyard.

He thought for a moment, then calculated the time, and decided to take out a belt, tie the Qiankun Bow behind his shoulder, and then go out.

Not only was the moon bright that night, but the stars in the sky also seemed unwilling to be dimmed.

The mountains, bathed in the light of the stars and moon, were also brightly lit.

Ying Chan waded through the stream, walked along the bluestone path, and followed the mountain trail. Finally, he lightly leaped up the cliff and climbed to the summit once again.

Tonight's sea of ​​clouds doesn't appear cold; it reflects the dazzling lights of the entire sky.

Ying Chan stepped onto the summit, facing the sea of ​​clouds, and for a moment felt as if he were standing on the banks of the Milky Way.

"What a beautiful view! It's just the perfect opportunity for me to test my divine bow."

He took a deep breath, took the longbow from his hand, raised his left arm straight in front of him, and then pulled his right hand towards the void!
Beng Beng Beng Beng——

A series of humming sounds, like a snapped bowstring, caused the bow to suddenly open, and divine runes shone with golden light, flowing continuously.

Ying Chan's expression also changed accordingly.

At this moment, he felt that all his strength had been mobilized, as if his body had become a fully drawn bow, which he had to exert all his strength to hold tight.

Caught off guard, Ying Chan inadvertently let out a sigh of relief, causing the longbow to tremble and nearly slip from his grasp. He quickly loosened the string, both surprised and delighted.

"I never imagined that the Qiankun Bow, after its divine runes were reforged, would require such great effort just to draw the string!"

It should be noted that after Ying Chan entered the Taoist academy, he practiced the Qian Yuan Foundation Building Exercise every day without ceasing, and was also nourished by Taoist magic power, so his physique was no longer comparable to before.

Although he never tried, if he really put in the effort, he could probably bend even the thin pine trees in the mountains.

However, even now, when it's just drawing a bow, we have to exert all our strength?
Ying Chan couldn't help but take another deep breath, clearing his mind of distractions, and then pulled on the non-existent 'bowstring'.

Beng Beng Beng Beng——

The humming sound resumed, but Ying Chan firmly planted his feet, straightened his body, and pulled with all his might, finally opening his bow completely, forming a full moon shape.

In an instant, the winds from all directions surged back, converging on the bow tip and transforming into an arrow wreathed in swift wind—

Whoosh!

As soon as Ying Chan released his finger, the arrow immediately shot out with a whirlwind, piercing into the sea of ​​clouds.

Accompanied by the howling wind, it instantly pierced through dozens of feet of clouds, as if it had truly carved out a 'celestial river' within them!
"this……."

Ying Chan's gaze followed the empty space before him to its end, and he was shocked: "So powerful... truly worthy of being called a supreme weapon!"

However, his joy didn't last long before he frowned again.

Upon closer inspection, a small crack appeared on the bow.

"Yes."

Upon realizing what was happening, Ying Chan shook his head.

This 'Qiankun Bow' was made by him when he was in the mortal world. Although it was made from the heartwood of a hundred-year-old tree, it was not considered a spiritual material.

In the past, it was enough to simply carve divine patterns, but after being reforged with medicinal gold, its power increased greatly, but the load on the bow became even heavier.

Judging from this, it will probably collapse completely after only a few full-scale attacks.

"Never mind," Ying Chan thought to himself. "At worst, we can refine its form and essence later."

In the Taoist temple, he actually had no use for the Qiankun Bow.

This reforging of the divine runes was merely to test his progress in weapon crafting and the results of his comprehension of the spiritual treasure seed.

Having figured this out, Ying Chan wasn't too disappointed. He put the bow aside and sat down facing the sea of ​​clouds.

Having already reached the summit, even though it was still very late at night, he did not wish to turn back.

I decided to rest and recuperate here, waiting for the sunrise to gather energy.

However, despite his good intentions, Ying Chan did not achieve his goal.

He had only closed his eyes for a few breaths when he opened them again and gazed at the sea of ​​clouds.

A golden-red cloud suddenly rose above the sea of ​​clouds and sped toward this place.

"Cloud magic? Escape technique?" Ying Chan's heart skipped a beat: "A Xuan Guang cultivator?"

Sure enough, in no time at all, the cloud had arrived in front of the peak.

Ying Chan saw the clouds stop, and a little of the golden-red mist above them descended. Then, a Taoist wearing a red crown and holding a magic sword appeared. His sharp gaze swept over Ying Chan and settled on him.

His expression, which was originally quite cold and stern, softened somewhat upon seeing Ying Chan's Taoist robe, but he still asked seriously, "Who is under the clouds? Was it you who caused the commotion just now?"

Ying Chan's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly remembered something. He quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Disciple Ying Chan, I was just testing a magical artifact and that's why I disturbed you, Master."

"A magical artifact?"

The red-crowned Taoist's gaze paused behind Ying Chan, seemingly surprised, but quickly returned to his face. "Nonsense!"

(End of this chapter)