Chapter 650 Mo Yi: I Want to Forge a Peerless Divine Weapon
"No, you did not stray into the Wendao Sect by mistake; it was the guidance of heaven that brought you to the Wendao Sect." Qing Song said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yi's expression changed slightly, and he asked with a face full of doubt: "Could it be that this Wendao Sect is also a place for forging divine weapons? Yet, little friend, you do not look like someone who forges weapons."
Qing Song heard this and explained with a smile: "I am indeed not someone who forges weapons, and our Wendao Sect does not have cultivators who forge weapons, but now that you are here, we do."
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Mo Yi looked at the little fellow before him with a head full of questions and said patiently: "But I did not come to forge weapons; I came to learn a craft."
Qing Song said unhurriedly: "I know you came to learn a craft. My master, the Dao Ancestor, is proficient in all the ten thousand ways of the world. Artifact refining is but a minor path in my master's eyes, so naturally, he understands it."
"Is this true?"
Mo Yi still did not quite believe the other party's words. Ask yourself, where in this world is there a person who is omniscient and omnipotent? Even the legendary three ancestors could not achieve this.
"Come with me to pay a visit to Master and you will know; it will only take the time of a cup of tea anyway."
Qing Song turned and left as he spoke. He believed that as long as this fellow saw Master, he would naturally choose to stay in the Wendao Sect.
Mo Yi hesitated for a few seconds but eventually followed in Qing Song's footsteps. He wanted to see for himself if that Dao Ancestor was as miraculous as this little fellow claimed.
Before long, the two arrived at a main hall one after the other. Mo Yi subconsciously looked up at the person sitting on the throne in the hall, only to see a man resembling a celestial god seated on the throne.
That man merely glanced indifferently, and Mo Yi felt an immense pressure. He subconsciously knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "I pay respects to the Dao Ancestor."
Qing Song at the side also said respectfully: "I pay respects to Master."
"Rise."
Chu Feng swept a glance at Mo Yi and said.
"Thank you, Dao Ancestor/Master."
After speaking, the two stood quietly in their original positions, not moving.
Chu Feng continued: "What is your name?"
Just from this short sentence, Mo Yi felt immense pressure. This invisible oppression was something he had never encountered before; even when paying respects to the Witch God in the past, he had never felt such pressure. He hurriedly said: "To reply to the Dao Ancestor, this humble one is Mo Yi."
Chu Feng: "What Great Way do you wish to cultivate at my Wendao Sect?"
"To reply to the Dao Ancestor, this humble one wishes to cultivate the way of artifact refining to forge a peerless divine weapon and protect the human race from being oppressed by the ten thousand races." Mo Yi spoke out the grand wish in his heart.
Chu Feng smiled and said: "Young man, you have great ambition. However, weapons are dead; wanting to rely on weapons to protect the human race is not enough."
"What the senior says is true, but this junior wishes to make an effort. Regardless of the final outcome, I want to leave behind a peerless divine weapon for the human race. I wonder if the senior can teach me." Mo Yi said respectfully.
"Naturally, I can."
Chu Feng paused and said: "As the saying goes: it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Rather than just leaving behind a weapon, it is better to leave behind a technique for forging divine weapons that will be celebrated for generations."
Hearing this, Mo Yi's eyes could not help but light up, and he murmured: "Why did I not think of this before? Thank you, senior, for your guidance."
"This hardly counts as guidance; it is merely a bit of insight from me. Do you wish to stay in the Wendao Sect and learn the method of artifact refining?" Chu Feng asked with a smile. He was very satisfied with this young man's temperament before him, and his Wendao Sect indeed lacked a disciple for artifact refining.
"This junior is willing."
After speaking, Mo Yi knelt on the ground and bowed three times to Chu Feng: "Master, please accept your disciple's three bows."
Chu Feng nodded, raised his hand, and slowly helped Mo Yi up: "In that case, I will teach you a method of artifact refining. Then, you will improve this method of artifact refining according to your own needs and pass it on to the human race."
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Mo Yi was stunned for a moment and asked with a face full of doubt: "Master, why must this disciple improve your artifact refining method?"
Chu Feng smiled and explained: "Everyone is an independent individual. Any technique becomes different in the hands of each person; you should do whatever works best for you."
Mo Yi nodded thoughtfully: "Master is brilliant."
Chu Feng did not say much more. He pointed casually, and a ray of light flew into Mo Yi's mind. Very soon, a complete method of artifact refining appeared in Mo Yi's Sea of Divine Consciousness.
The more Mo Yi looked, the more excited he became, and a scorching color emerged in his gaze. He was now incredibly fortunate that he followed Senior Brother Qing Song to see Master; otherwise, he would have missed this method of artifact refining.
"Alright, you ponder this technique first. On the first and fifteenth of every month, I will preach and answer questions for you. You can just follow your senior brothers to attend the lectures then." After speaking, Chu Feng turned around and disappeared from the spot.
Mo Yi bowed slightly toward the place where Chu Feng had disappeared. Qing Song smiled and said: "Little Junior Brother, come with me; I will take you to find a place to settle down first."
Mo Yi: "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother."
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In the Wendao Sect, the days of the disciples were not much different from before. Mo Yi also gradually got used to life in the Wendao Sect after his initial shock.
The senior brothers not only possessed superb strength, but they also spoke pleasantly; he really liked it here.
In the blink of an eye, three years passed. During these three years, the Long River Tribe encountered an attack from a phoenix. Fortunately, Chu Feng's divine statue was present to suppress it, allowing the Long River Tribe to escape the calamity of extermination.
The Long River Tribe and the Sky Fire Tribe made the same choice, enshrining Chu Feng in their ancestral halls and sacrificing that phoenix to Chu Feng, forcing him to once again take action to refine pills.
In the early morning, before the sky in the Wendao Sect was bright, a sudden bolt of startling thunder fell, descending toward the artifact refining room.
Rumble!
A loud noise disturbed the disciples of the Wendao Sect who were cultivating, and they flew one after another toward the direction of the artifact refining room.
They saw a large hole appearing above the artifact refining room. Just as everyone was about to ask Mo Yi what exactly happened, a burst of loud laughter came from within the artifact refining room.
"Hahaha..."
"I succeeded!"
"I succeeded!"
Ji Jiuwu and the others were all stunned on the spot. They cast their divine thoughts toward the artifact refining room in unison, wanting to see what exactly happened to their little junior brother.
They saw Mo Yi walking out from inside, holding a large hammer surrounded by firelight. He said to the crowd: "Fellow senior brothers, I have refined a top-grade spiritual weapon; I succeeded!"
Everyone instantly turned their gazes onto the large hammer in Mo Yi's hand. After examining it carefully, a scorching light revealed itself in their eyes.
"Little Junior Brother, you really succeeded!"
"You kid are truly amazing!"
"..."
Everyone spoke one after another, surrounding Mo Yi in the center like a cluster of stars surrounding the moon.
At the same time, Chu Feng, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly heard the system prompt: "The host guided a disciple to open up the Great Way of Artifact Refining in this world; rewarding the host with 99 Dao Rhyme."
It finally came.
After mumbling a sentence in his dream, Chu Feng continued to sleep...
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