Fu Jin took over again and his face suddenly turned red. The nearly 400-jin hammer was vibrating violently in his palm, buzzing and vibrating endlessly, forcing him to let go.
The dancing lightning patterns on the dark and bright body of the Thunder Fire Qilin Hammer glowed with a faint purple luster in the sunlight.
"If I were in the Blood Realm, I would be able to control it easily. Unfortunately... although the treasure weapon is not as spiritual as the divine weapon, it also has a malevolent aura. This malevolent aura only recognizes Junior Brother. It seems that it was forged using the base of your urn golden hammer."
Fu Jin shook his wrist and smiled bitterly, glancing at the red scale pattern coiled on the hammer handle, which was emitting heat waves.
"This vicious creature only recognizes the blood of my junior brother. I'm afraid that when Master was melting the Chain Urn Golden Hammer, he asked you for your blood as bait."
Xu Yunfan said, "Brother, you have a good eye. A few days ago, Master came over to bleed me. I was confused at first, but it turns out the source is here. He is very attentive."
As he spoke, Xu Yunfan swung the heavy hammer in his hand. When the wind from the hammer swept past, the wall next to him, which had been burned into black stone over the years, began to crack inch by inch.
Fu Jin stared at the marks on the ground with his pupils slightly shrunken. He had seen many people who had mastered the first level of practice, but there was only one person in the past hundred years who could wield the hammer technique to such a level, including the one in the Divine Weapon Ridge and now the Weapon Casting Hall.
"Brother, are you playing around again? The treasure isn't a divine weapon. If you're strong enough, you can easily control it."
Watching Xu Yunfan's sales pitch, Fu Jin waved his hands. "Forget it. If Master knew, I wouldn't be able to get out of bed for three days. Get used to it. The True Transmission Ceremony will be in a month, and my Weapon Casting Hall will rely on you to take the spotlight. Practice hard and perfect your skills. Not many disciples of the Divine Weapon Ridge of the Heavenly Palace Cave have ever achieved this. But be humble and don't be impatient. I'm leaving."
He glanced at the fine steel box on Xu Yunfan's back and muttered, "I don't know what's in this box. You don't even put it down when you eat, sleep, or take a bath."
Most people are like this when they get old. They have endless things to say and they die while muttering to themselves.
After saying goodbye, Xu Yunfan excitedly returned to the villa where he lived, carrying the heavy hammer.
Without any intention of resting, he grabbed the python tendon-wrapped handle of the Thunder Fire Qilin Hammer with his backhand, and the muscles in his forearm suddenly contracted like a steel winch.
The shrill sound caused by the nearly 400-jin hammer breaking through the air startled the copper bells on the eaves and made them jingle.
The Thirty-Six Ways Cloak Hammer used the twenty-first move, the "Cloud Collapse Style". The spiral energy wrapped in the hammer head had plowed a half-foot deep groove on the ground. This was a force-generating technique that relied purely on the unity of waist and horse, converting the weapon's own weight into destructive power, combining the flow of energy and blood, and stimulating the ultimate manifestation of the treasure's spontaneous energy.
"Bang!"
The moment the hammer hit the cast iron test pile, Xu Yunfan's shoulder blade made a crackling sound like frying beans.
The thirty-inch-thick steel pile sank in response, and spider-web cracks spread along the cast iron texture to the foundation.
"The fascia becomes twisted black gold threads embedded in the bones, the skin membrane becomes scales that are repeatedly refined and cover the body... I wonder what will happen after the bone training is perfected."
Xu Yunfan grinned.
"happy!"
It is still too early to complete bone training. According to his current training efficiency, he will have to endure at least another half a year before he can complete it.
Still feels a bit slow.
Xu Yunfan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
I didn't feel like practicing anymore.
I have completed my muscle training and now I need to take a break. Naturally, I need to relax.
After putting on his clothes and carrying the Thunderfire Kirin Hammer on his back, parallel to the fine steel box, Xu Yunfan walked out leisurely.
Ever since I entered the Tiangong Cave, I haven't left the Casting Hall. Today is a good time for me to go for a walk.
Following the same path he came from, Xu Yunfan entered the Qianjifang in the outer city.
The population of Tiangong City is nearly 200,000, most of whom are family members and relatives of the disciples of the mountain sect who have lived there for many years. Most of the pedestrians on the streets are martial artists, and most of them come to Tiangong Cave to find a handy weapon.
Qianjifang in the outer city is the most prosperous place in Tiangong City.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, an eight-zhang-tall bronze waterwheel was pumping water from the Luo River into an underground engine. The sound of gears meshing mixed with the forging sounds in the blacksmith shop.
Xu Yunfan took the meat skewer from the skewer and put it into his mouth, then threw the skewer on the ground.
"Hey hey hey, littering, a ten-cent fine!"
The patrolling disciple of Tiangong Cave, wearing armbands, came over aggressively.
Xu Yunfan: "…"
After paying the money silently, Xu Yunfan buried his head and quickly disappeared into the crowd. If he was recognized, it would be a disgrace to the Casting Hall.
"The people from Cangfeng Pavilion have arrived!"
The owner of the street medicine shop suddenly exclaimed.
Six black horses galloped down the long street with the sound of their hooves in unison, and the riders all carried seven-foot-long mechanical sword cases on their backs.
The leading young man had a stern face and a gold- and silver-plated Cangfeng Order hanging on his waist. He was Qi Huan, who had mastered the Dielang Sword skill at the age of 25 and achieved perfection after three practices. He was only one step away from the Outer Three Combinations. It was said that he had not yet stabilized his muscles and bones and membranes in order to perfect one of the practices of tendons, bones and skin.
Xu Yunfan noticed that the knuckles of his right hand holding the reins were as thick as iron, and the veins on the back of his hand were knotted like the roots of an old tree. This was the result of practicing external hard skills to the point where the muscles and bones resonated.
Such an arm, holding the weapon as steady as a rock and not moving at all, is very rare.
Following closely behind him was Yue Shan, who had squeezed his courtyard gate to pieces a few days ago.
Several people saw Xu Yunfan carrying a long-handled heavy hammer on his back and holding a few skewers in his hand. Yue Shan, in particular, was stunned at first, but then his expression relaxed a little, as if he was relieved.
Xu Yunfan was a little confused.
Yue Shan tugged at the reins, staring at Xu Yunfan non-stop, and said, "So you know how to rest."
Xu Yunfan was puzzled and asked unhappily, "What do you mean by that?"
After saying this, he looked at the scaly horse under Yue Shan's crotch and frowned, "Aren't you being too cruel to the horse by raising this little horse up?"
Yue Shan is two meters and five centimeters tall. Although the scaly horse under his crotch is tall, it is quite funny to ride it.
A hint of anger flashed in Yue Shan's eyes.
Without waiting for him to speak, Qi Huan, who was sitting in the middle seat, stared at Xu Yunfan and spoke.
"Xu Yunfan?"
Xu Yunfan raised his eyebrows: "I know you."
A few days ago, on the northern peak of Guniu Mountain, the man who was looking at him from a distance turned out to be a disciple of Cangfeng Pavilion.
Qi Huan said calmly, "In a month, I will attend the Weapon Casting Hall's True Transmission Ceremony. Be careful then."
Xu Yunfan raised his eyebrows, looked at the backs of these people leaving, shook his head secretly without saying a word.
Then he would let these people know why the flowers were so red.
Turn around Zhuque Bridge and go up to Yanyu Tower.
Two pairs of eyes were watching everything happening on the street.
"It doesn't look that great...but that heavy hammer on his back is pretty good."
Yan Yuwei from Rongjin Hall rested her chin on her hand, leaning against the windowsill as she watched Xu Yunfan, who had bought a bag of large meat buns and was slowly leaving below.
"I just got news. The heavy hammer behind him is called the Thunderfire Kirin Hammer. It was forged by my master and Master Zhan Yan of the Weapon Casting Hall. It incorporates natural forging techniques and is equipped with numerous mechanisms... It's a truly precious weapon."
Mo Shisan fiddled with the miniature iron pieces on the table, and as he spoke, he assembled a tiger-shaped mechanical beast.
Snap!
Yan Yuwei suddenly stood up. She was nearly two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over her body. The veins on her body bulged out, which was extremely shocking.