UGB Chapter 96 Danger
Chapter 96 Danger
Chapter 96 Danger
At dawn, Chu Xun faced west and knocked his teeth together seven times.
Strands of pure white golden essence gradually appeared before my eyes.
"The Eightfold Assemblies of Flying Mystery, the Eightfold Assemblies of Flying Mystery—"
Silently chanting the incantation, the golden essence gathers into a column of energy, which enters through the mouth and nose.
There is a large amount of golden essence, but due to his limited cultivation level, Chu De can only collect one of it each day.
This dish can't even be called a strand.
Inside the furnace, the extraterrestrial meteorite was still being scorched by the charcoal fire.
It was completely red, but unlike ordinary iron blanks, it did not have a bright cherry color; instead, it was somewhat dark.
Use pliers to remove it and place it on an anvil that is a full two feet long.
The golden essence exhaled from his mouth and nose transformed into a white ribbon and entered the interior of the meteorite.
Then, Chu Xun began to forge it.
It's naturally very troublesome for one person to do this kind of thing.
Fortunately, he was quite strong, and lifting the heavy hammer, which weighed over ten kilograms, was effortless for him.
He held pliers in one hand and a hammer in the other.
boom-
Alchemy +1
Alchemy 18402/30000: Possesses a slight innate sensitivity to metals. *Bang!*
Sparks flew everywhere, but the meteorite seemed to have no reaction.
Chu Xun was not in a hurry at all, and continued to smash down with the hammer.
The blue-white python was only five zhang long, and it still had plenty of time before it transformed into a dragon to protect the path.
Qi Ermao passed by the courtyard and greeted him.
Seeing that Chu Xun was busy, I didn't bother him any further.
He just thought to himself, "Back then, Dege'er either farmed or raised grass at home. Now that he's adopted a grandson, he's not to be outdone; he likes blacksmithing."
"Birds of a feather flock together."
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Once the meteorite cooled down, Chu Xun added more charcoal to the furnace and then stuffed the meteorite back in.
Several weasels jumped over, grabbed the handle of the bellows, and began to help push and pull.
Chu Xun chuckled and stepped out the door.
I went to Songliu River while the meteorite was warming up.
It is still the essence of Ren water that is condensed and used to nourish the blue and white python.
Having obtained another trace of Ren water essence, the blue-white python happily shook its head and wagged its tail.
If Chu Xun hadn't insisted, it would have flown up and given it a good cuddling session.
An old turtle the size of a millstone crawled out of the river.
The mud on his back was thicker than before, already about an inch high.
A toad the size of a washbasin squatted on the turtle's head, moving up and down as it crawled.
The old tortoise crawled to Chu Xun's side, poked its head out, and rubbed against his trouser leg.
Chu Xun sighed and said, "My cultivation level is not high enough right now. I can only condense a trace of Ren Water essence every ten days, so I can't feed it to you yet."
Quack quack—
The toad opened its mouth and croaked twice, then raised its foot and stomped twice on the old turtle's head.
The old tortoise nudged him twice with its head, and Chu Xun seemed to understand something.
He shook his head and said, "Your tortoise shell is no good; it can't withstand the lightning tribulation."
Chu Xun already has solutions for both the wind calamity and the water calamity; he just needs to complete them before the Azure-White Python transforms into a dragon.
It's quite challenging, but the most important thing is to persevere through the time.
The only thing that remains unclear is the tribulation of lightning.
Wei Ting, a镖师 (bodyguard/escort) from Fenggu City, once said that when he saw a python that had transformed into a dragon, he used his tortoise shell to withstand the lightning tribulation.
Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I'm certain that something capable of withstanding lightning tribulation must not be an ordinary tortoise shell.
Although the old tortoise is large, it has not yet become a force to be reckoned with.
Even if it becomes powerful, Chu De doesn't want to risk its life to overcome the tribulation.
Reaching out to stroke the old tortoise's head, Chu Xun said softly, "The world is so vast, there will always be a way to replace it. I will find it."
The year has passed in the blink of an eye, and spring is here again.
Chu Xun returned to Songguo Village, just one day shy of a full year.
That day, he did not light the furnace or hammer the meteorite.
They also did not go to Songliu River to condense the essence of Ren water to nourish Qingbai.
The villagers passing by his house found it amusing to see Chu Xun sitting in the courtyard with his eyes closed, seemingly resting.
This boy is intelligent, generous, and kind.
Everything about him is fine, except that he always seems old-fashioned.
He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, a time when he should be full of vigor, but he acted like a seventy or eighty-year-old man.
He tucked his hands into his sleeves, leaned back in his chair, and dozed off with his eyes half-closed.
Li Guangmao poked his head out from outside the courtyard and called out, "Chu Chen, want to grab a drink tonight?"
Chu Xun half-opened his eyes and said, "I'm not drinking today."
Li Guangmao seemed to notice something was wrong with him and came in, asking with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should I call a doctor to take a look?"
Despite the fact that he was just there to freeload, he genuinely treated Chu Xun like family.
"It's nothing, just need to rest and recharge," Chu Xun said.
Li Guangmao thought he was just too tired from blacksmithing and said, "It's good for you to rest. You've been blacksmithing day and night, and now that piece of iron doesn't even have a shape."
"If all else fails, let's get a different one."
The quality of the meteorite iron was so high that the hammer deformed first.
After months of hammering and more than a dozen hammers, the meteorite iron had only been completely forged once.
All divine weapons and powerful artifacts must be forged and refined through countless trials.
There are also folk techniques for refining steel in hundreds of layers and stacking it thousands of times.
Such hard meteorite iron would require decades to be hammered and refined to the point of being able to withstand hundreds of hammerings.
Chu Xun was very patient, but the villagers who were just watching the spectacle couldn't stand it anymore.
They all advised him, just like Li Guangmao, to change to a different piece of iron.
No matter what you're going to fight, using such hard meteorite iron, you'll be old and dead by the time you get it out.
Chu Xun remained noncommittal, saying, "Take your time."
Li Guangmao shook his head as he listened: "Your temperament is exactly like A-Xun's. Never mind, you continue to rest, I'm going to the fields."
As he walked, Li Guangmao sighed, "I wonder how A-Xun is doing now."
He was older than Chu Xun and now had a full head of white hair.
He's in good physical condition and can still carry a hoe to the fields.
But Chu Xun could clearly see that Li Guangmao's "qi" was less than when he first arrived last year.
This invisible and colorless energy represents vitality.
As Li Guangmao's figure gradually disappeared from sight, Chu Xun sighed softly.
The world that can be seen during the Foundation Establishment stage is completely different from that during the Qi Refining stage.
Many things that were invisible before are now clearly visible.
However, seeing too much can sometimes make you feel uncomfortable.
Just like Li Guangmao, who watched helplessly as his life force dwindled.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death are ordained by Heaven, and no one can change them.
Otherwise, there would be no need for the underworld to exist.
"But I just feel really annoyed —"
Chu Xun closed his eyes, concealing a hint of displeasure in them.
As night fell, the village fell silent.
Chu Xun, who had been sitting in the courtyard all day, finally opened his eyes.
It was pitch black all around, except for his bright eyes.
A message appeared before my eyes.
[Celestial Position: Unconferred Unofficial God, can hide remaining hours each year: 0.5 (After being conferred, one can obtain divine powers and possess a soul to die in place of another)]
The time for the priesthood to remain hidden is almost up.
Chu Xun stood up, turned and went into the house. When he came out again, he was holding a long sword.
He then stepped out of the courtyard and headed out of the village.