Doomsday Arrow

Chapter 329 Forging Arrows
To the great disappointment of the old blacksmith, after more than half an hour, Xiao Yun was still waving the hammer in his hand indiscriminately on the spot, letting the hammer fall at will, beating the materials on the cylindrical pedestal without any rules, and not a trace of tenacity could be seen. The appearance of Er Linglong's hammering method is more like a crazy person beating and beating.

There are no specific rules for the Twelve Linglong Hammers. Whether you can master it depends purely on the talent and understanding of the craftsman. If you can understand the key points, you can quickly learn the Twelve Linglong Hammers. It depends on the strength of the caster and the strength of the divine sense. After all, every time the hammer is swung, the burden on the body and soul is very heavy.

After watching for another hour, the old blacksmith finally gave up all expectations. He only thought that Xiao Yun had not comprehended the true meaning of the Twelve Linglong Hammer Technique and became obsessed. He frantically waved the hammer in his hand and kept repeating the same very mechanical action.

"Hey!"

The old blacksmith sighed deeply, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be a few more, making him look even older. Xiao Yun was the third person he was optimistic about who might comprehend the Twelve Linglong Hammer Technique, but he didn't. Thoughts still ended in failure.

Among his first two apprentices, one had a very high comprehension of craftsmanship, and the old blacksmith had very high expectations of him, but this person was too aggressive when he first comprehended the Twelve Linglong Hammer Technique and completed it. After the first two hammers, he wanted to forcibly cast the third hammer, but in the end he vomited blood and died on the spot because he couldn't bear the huge pressure brought by the hammering method.

And the second apprentice of the old blacksmith has a much calmer and more down-to-earth personality. Although his talent is not as high as that of the first apprentice, he still comprehends the true meaning of the Twelve Linglong Hammer Technique bit by bit with his own efforts. He successfully completed the first two hammers, but before the old blacksmith was happy for a few days, his second apprentice died unexpectedly in a fight.

Since then, the old blacksmith has never met a craftsman who is talented and focused enough to practice the Twelve Linglong Hammer Technique. As for the Tang family, which has been passed down for dozens of generations, it has already been completely degenerated by this time, and only cares about the part of its own workshop. How much time did they earn, and whether they could meet their expenses, did not care about the inheritance of the casting technique of the Tang family at all.

Just when the old blacksmith was disheartened, Xiao Yun suddenly appeared in the workshop. Although his forging talent was very average and his forging techniques were a little rusty, he seemed to be very comfortable in making arrows, but his level of concentration And perseverance finally made the old blacksmith decide to try again and teach Xiao Yun the Twelve Linglong Hammer Technique.

Unexpectedly, the final result was still the same. Xiao Yun seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, and there was no gleam in his eyes.

The old blacksmith sighed melancholy, with a very tired expression on his face. He was about to step up to stop Xiao Yun from continuing to hammer like this aimlessly, when suddenly, a brilliant flash of light burst out from Xiao Yun's eyes. The light, like a raging golden flame, illuminated the entire room.

At this moment, Xiao Yun raised his right hand above his head, and a vague sound came from the hammer in his hand, as if a prehistoric monster woke up from a long slumber, and let out a long howl, shaking Cang Yu. The sound, invisible ripples spread to the surroundings, unexpectedly making the power of rules that could not be easily recognized by the naked eye manifest, like colored silk threads, floating around Xiao Yun's body.

"This is... the mark of Tao!"

The old blacksmith was taken aback. He didn't expect Xiao Yun to be able to directly manifest the power of the rules, allowing people to directly observe with the naked eye. The old blacksmith has lived for so many years, but he has never seen anyone who can do this, whether it is Those peerless powerhouses standing at the top of Tianzhu Realm, or those so-called craftsman gods, cannot make the mysterious Tao manifest.

At this moment, the iron hammer in Xiao Yun's hand fell into it at a very fast speed, and his arm suddenly disappeared, as if reaching into a different time and space, only to hear a crisp sound of ding from the gray stone placed on the cylindrical platform. , a ray of light bloomed like fireworks, and collapsed onto the power of rules floating around.

Immediately, streams of light flashed on all the regular powers around, and after flowing in a circle among the regular lines, they finally returned to the gray stones on the cylindrical platform.

Before the ray of light disappeared completely, the second hammer came and fell on the material suddenly, and another ray of light with different colors was born. The two rays of light intertwined together and turned into a bright firework again, splashing to the surrounding world. On the power of rules.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
As the clear and crisp sound came continuously, the whole small workshop seemed to become a fantasy world, streams of light illuminated the small room like a dream, the old blacksmith stared blankly at everything, his brain seemed to be down In general, I can't understand what is going on in the scene in front of me.

After eight crisp sounds in succession, Xiao Yun suddenly spewed out a mouthful of turbid air, like an air arrow, directly leaving a pothole the size of a bowl on the extremely hard ground. At this time, the power of the melting dragon in his body was already surging Like a tidal wave, it roared towards his arm. The strength had already reached the limit that Xiao Yun could manipulate. If it was any bigger, his arm, which was originally as hard as steel and indestructible, would very likely shatter in an instant. .

Just as Xiao Yun had guessed at the beginning, the cylindrical metal platform in front of him was indeed related to the Melting Dragon Clan. The moment the hammer in his hand fell, he heard a dragon cry from the round platform. Xiao Yun The power of the melting dragon in the body was instantly aroused, and the dragon-shaped pattern on the outer wall of the round platform also began to emit a faint light.

Afterwards, every time Xiao Yun swung the hammer, the resonance between the power of the melting dragon in his body and the metal round platform became stronger, and it reached a peak after he completed the eighth hammer.At this time, Xiao Yun had to expel all the accumulated power, otherwise, even with his physical body, it would be difficult to resist this huge force.

Immediately, Xiao Yun yelled, and suddenly controlled the power of the melting dragon in his body. With the momentum of the hammer, it suddenly poured into the gray stones on the round platform. The old blacksmith could hear it clearly. If his small workshop hadn't been specially treated, people in the whole street might have heard the dragon's cry.

Accompanied by the roar of the dragon, the power of rules floating around, like fish returning to the sea from the shore, poured into the round platform, and poured it into the gray stone crazily. The pieces collapsed suddenly, but all the fragments seemed to be completely manipulated by a pair of invisible hands, suspended in mid-air and reassembled, turning into a long arrow.

(End of this chapter)