Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Yamafu World, Wugu Continent, Red Flame Peak

At night, there was a great deal of jubilation on the Red Flame Peak, with huge bonfires burning.
The huge beast was hung on an iron rack over the bonfire. Golden fat kept falling into the fire, making a "crackling" sound, and the rich aroma of barbecue diffused throughout the mountain.

The Red Flame Peak is where the Zhurong tribe is located. Ever since Zhurong, the Zhurong tribe has been known for their bad temper and aggressiveness.

Because the Zhurong tribe was born with the ability to control fire, most of the weapons, armor, and magic weapons of the major wizard nations in the ancient wizard continent came from their hands.

Therefore, the status of the Zhurong tribe is extremely special among all the wizard tribes, and it has always been a guest of honor in major wizard countries and clans.

Also because the Zhurong clan is good at refining weapons, the Zhurong Witch Kingdom has always had an absolute advantage in strength among the major witch kingdoms.

Beside the sacrificial fire to celebrate the opening of the Wubao furnace, the Zhurong clan members were eating, drinking, having fun, singing and dancing crazily.

Those young men and women of the Zhurong clan flirted with each other, taking advantage of the blazing heat of the bonfire and the impulse given by the wine.

Pairs of young men and women sneaked into the darkness
Those traditional and conservative tribal elders don't bother to care about such things. It's a good thing that young people are energetic.
Doing more exercise can help you reproduce more offspring, which is the foundation for whether a group can grow stronger.

Next to the largest bonfire, a tall and burly old man wearing a red robe woven with gold thread, with an ancient face, beard and hair, and even his eyebrows were as red as fire, was sitting next to the bonfire with a sullen face.

Dozens of elders from the Zhurong clan also had gloomy faces, and a set of heavy armor was being passed from one of them to another.

The scarlet armor is fierce and ferocious. It is a set of super heavy triple armor that covers the whole body.

The outermost layer is heavy plate armor, the middle layer is linked fish scale armor, and the innermost layer is dense chain mail.

The ferocious-looking super-heavy triple armor has sharp horns protruding from all joints.
It is hard to imagine what it would be like if the witches, with their enormous strength, put on this set of armor and used these huge, ferocious horns with barbs to hit people.

Even the golden arhat from Lingshan would be hit to death, right?

An old man from the Wu clan poured his magic power into this heavy armor, and blazing flames enveloped the armor.
Countless runes swirled and danced in the flames, emitting a suffocating and enormous pressure.

The elders of the Wu clan were all masters of refining equipment. They recognized some spiritual pattern prohibitions with space-changing functions from these spiritual pattern runes.

Apparently, this is a set of armor that is blessed with the ability to change size according to the wearer's body shape.

Even from the perspective of Zhurong's group of weapon-refining masters, this set of heavy armor can be considered top-grade.

No wonder, over the past year or so, the major witch nations have abandoned their Zhurong tribe and purchased armor from that man.

A set of heavy armor was passed from one person to another.

The skinny chief priest of the Jiuli tribe seemed to pay no attention to the gloomy faces of the crowd, and he just kept eating and drinking a piece of roasted golden and juicy rib meat.

The heavy armor turned around and returned to the red-bearded old man.
A group of Zhurong tribe elders, who were also famous weapon-refining masters in Wugu Continent, gathered around him, staring at him without blinking, afraid of missing any word he said.

Yan, like Chi Li, is an ancient wizard who survived the ancient war between wizards and liches, and the high priest of the Zhurong clan.

The most powerful weapon refiner in Wugu Continent.

However, the master refiner had an ugly expression on his face. He was so anxious that he could not even control his own aura. A powerful aura swept across hundreds of thousands of miles.

All living creatures in the entire Chiyan Peak and even in the Zhurong Valley which is millions of miles long, from the powerful ancient beasts to the ants in the ground, were all stunned by this breath.

Even the members of the Zhurong tribe were no exception.

"Nonsense, a thing as artificial as this can't even condense a magic weapon spirit, and it can still be called a treasure!"

Stroking the heavy armor in his hand, the forging process of the armor was clearly recalled in Yan's eyes, making him so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"You look down on others? Have you forgotten the spear you made for me? It's still in my yard, used as a clothesline!"

Chi Li raised his head and glanced at Yan, his face full of sarcasm.

Yan's face darkened for a moment, and he said in a low voice, "These are all trivial matters, why bring him up again!"

"It's just a bunch of old stuff. That giant elephant broke six of my sternums! If it weren't for Ao and the others coming in time, I would have died!" Chi Li said angrily.

Yan laughed dryly and looked around. Fortunately, most of the tribesmen were knocked unconscious by him inadvertently.

Those who didn't faint wanted to bury their heads in the fire, for fear that they would hear about the dark history of their ancestors and get hit on the back of the head while walking on the road one day.

The ancestor's big hammer can even smash through the ancient Wu Continent when it hits. If you are hit by this hammer, you will be beaten to the point of spitting fire from all seven orifices.

As for whether their heads would get hurt if stuck in the fire, who are they? They are from the Zhurong clan. If they were really burned by the flames, it would be funnier than the loaches drowning in the sea. If this got out, all living beings in the three realms would burst into laughter.

"I was a beginner in refining weapons back then, so my skills were not very good. Don't worry, after so many years, my skills are now the best in the world. In the entire Three Realms, there are more than five people who can surpass me in refining weapons!"

Yan showed off confidently in front of Chi Li.

He was not bragging. As a master of weapon refining, Yan had been pondering the art of weapon refining since ancient times. Even during the past ten kalpas in the ancient witch world, he had not been idle.

He also collects methods of refining weapons and treasures from the outside world through various channels.

After the Conferred God Tribulation, he went to the Three Realms under an assumed name and competed with Yun Zhongzi in refining weapons at Mount Zhongnan.

The two played best-of-five games and ended up in a tie.

You know, Yun Zhongzi is not only a disciple of a saint and a famous golden immortal of Fu Ze in the Three Realms, but he is also most famous for his weapon refining skills.

He especially likes to imitate various innate magic weapons. What is surprising is that all the innate magic weapons he has seen,

He was actually able to imitate one-third of the power of that innate magic weapon that he was born with.

Yun Zhongzi's weapon-refining skills are unrivaled in the Three Realms. Putting aside his cultivation level, in terms of weapon-refining skills alone, the only one in the Three Realms who dares to say that he can beat him is the old man guarding the Bagua Furnace in the Bajing Palace.

At that time, Tang Song imitated the Great Wilderness Bell. The Great Wilderness Wanderer also received some inheritance from Yun Zhongzi, and only then was he able to refine this magic weapon.

Yan and Yun Zhongzi fought five rounds, but each time ended in a draw. This shows how advanced his weapon-refining skills were.

Chi Li snorted coldly: "Do you want to come to my place and take a look at the thing you refined?"

Yan's face darkened, and he said awkwardly: "Can we please not mention it!"

Chi Li coughed lightly and said seriously, "What do you think of this set of armor?"

Yan shook his head and said with a little displeasure in his tone: "The person who refined this set of armor has taken the wrong path. He just stacked various runes and secrets on the materials with great skill..."

With a long sigh, Yan picked up a jar of wine, broke the mud seal, took a deep breath, and shook his head.

“Refining equipment is not such a simple matter.

Refining tools is not just about "refining tools", but about "creating things", "turning decay into magic", and "turning the acquired into the innate".
It is "making the impossible possible". The pinnacle of refining is to use a piece of cow dung to refine a divine weapon. This is the real refining.
The person who made this set of armor has undoubtedly gone astray!"

The group of Zhurong clan elders around him all looked at Yan with admiration. Using cow dung to refine a divine weapon to create the universe? It sounded inexplicably reasonable!

Just when Yan was being overwhelmed by the admiring gazes of the younger generations, an inappropriate voice sounded with a mocking tone.

"Oh? Yan, have you reached such a state?" Yan paused with his hand holding the wine jar, turned his head to meet Chi Li's teasing gaze, and coughed lightly:
"The path has no end, I have only just started my journey of refining equipment..."

In front of the youngsters, Chi Li did not embarrass Yan any more, and sighed softly: "Yan, you are proficient in the art of refining weapons. Tell me, what else do you see from this set of armor?"

Hearing Chi Li's words, Yan's face became solemn. He put the wine jar in his hand aside, and shook his hands. The heavy armor began to vibrate, and traces of red light continued to seep out from deep inside the heavy armor, transforming into spiritual patterns and strange runes.

"This piece of armor was made separately and then put together. The embryo is heavy and bulky, but it's not worth mentioning.
The spiritual pattern restrictions engraved on it seem to be made by one person, no, it seems to be printed on it!"

The paths of cultivation all lead to the same destination. Although the witch clan only cultivates the physical witch power and not the soul, when one reaches Yan's level, there is no need to shackle the soul.

Looking at the heavy armor is like looking at a text in the palm of your hand.

"I have seen this kind of weapon refining method. In the past, the Immortal Qin Dynasty used this method of casting, but it was only a few magical weapons.
"For a heavy armor like this, the restrictions inside are complicated and cannot be carved by ordinary craftsmen alone!"

Yan reviewed the heavy armor in his hand and finally asked, "Li, how many sets of this kind of armor do you have?"

"He brought 12 million sets!" Chi Li's words made Yan frown.

"Twelve million sets is not bad. Feng, how many sets of armor do we have in our armory?"

An elder of the Wu clan wrapped in animal skin stood up and said with a little complacency: "Ancestor, the three armor warehouses have more than 800 million sets of armor in total."

The Zhurong clan member named Feng had a proud look in his eyes, and Chi Li easily understood what he meant.

He sighed in his heart, the armor collection of Zhurong tribe was the accumulation of great craftsmen from generation to generation. The number 800 million may seem a lot, but this number can be spread out over the long timeline of eighteen kalpas.

If you spread it out evenly, this number is really pitifully small. Admittedly, most of the armor forged by the Zhurong tribe was sold to various witch countries and clans. But from this we can see that forging a set of armor is not that easy.

Even for the expert weapon refiners in Zhurong's tribe, it would often take decades or even longer to refine a good set of armor.

but,

"Yan, the Qiangliang clan ordered a batch of armor from him. In just half a month, the armor was delivered to the Qiangliang clan!" Chi Li looked at Yan seriously.

Yan took a deep breath, frowned and asked, "How many sets of armor are there in total?"

"Eight hundred thousand sets!" Chi Li added, "The quality is not inferior to this heavy armor!"

"It takes half a month to refine 800,000 sets of armor. With the best experts in our clan, it is not impossible to forge it!" Yan looked around at his family members and said in a deep voice.

Chi Li shook his head and said, "It's not just this batch of heavy armor. In the past year, he has sold tens of millions of weapons and armor. There are countless types of weapons and armor, most of which are custom-made."

He looked up at Yan and said, "The Zhurong tribe is very skilled in refining weapons, and they may be able to do this!"

Yan took a deep breath, his fiery beard trembling slightly: "If tens of millions of sets of armor and weapons are all of this standard, I think he must have opened up a world and nurtured countless weapon refiners!"

Yan said as his eyes fell on Chi Li, frowning: "What do you mean by telling me this?"

Chi Li said calmly: "Yan, you and I have experienced the great calamity of the witches and liches, and we know how terrifying the great calamity is. Once involved in it, even if you are as powerful as them, you will not end up well!
We, the Wu clan, finally managed to escape the disaster.

If you get involved, you will inevitably be killed. The Three Realms are not like the Primordial Star Region.

The more you kill, the heavier the karma will be. I don’t want to watch these people perish one by one in the catastrophe.”

Yan raised his eyebrows: "You want me to join you in beating him!" Yan clenched his fists and made a gesture of smashing down with a sledgehammer.

There was an undisguised eagerness in Yan's tone. After all, the feud between the Zhurong and Gonggong tribes was well known to everyone.

Not to mention, as soon as this great master showed up, he almost took away all of their Zhurong tribe's business.

Yan really wanted to pick up the hammer and give this great man a hard hit on the head.

Chi Li looked at Yan who was showing excitement, covered his chest and coughed repeatedly: "Did you refine the weapon for too long and let the furnace fire burn your brain?
Putting aside his identity, whether you and I can defeat him, don't forget that this is the Queen's decree!"

"So, what exactly do you want to do?" Yan didn't understand what Chi Li meant.

Chi Li knew that this old friend was not used to using his brain, so he simply laid out his thoughts:
“When it comes to the fight with the Emperor of Heaven, even if those saints leave this world, if a fight really breaks out, the catastrophe may not be weaker than the great catastrophe of the witches and liches.

Seeing this great master coming here, I think he has accumulated some wealth, but you and I all know the foundation of the three religions.
I am afraid that if my clan gets involved, we will have to go through the same thing as Zhuolu again!"

"Then just reject him!" Yan said in a deep voice.

Chi Li shook his head and said, "Let alone the Queen's decree, given the relationship between our Wu clan and this great master, how can we stay out of the disaster?"

"This won't work, and that won't work either. What exactly are you planning to do?" Yan glared impatiently.

"I have discussed with Ming, Zhu and others. We will wait and see what happens and make plans after the catastrophe. Before that, we will give some benefits to this great lord and send him away!"

"Benefits?" Yan frowned.

"Ming took out an innate spiritual object. I also have a few ancient demon god treasures in my storehouse. Zhu took out a few drops of the ancestor witch's blood."

Chi Li looked at Yan: "As far as I know, your Hidden Weapon Valley has bred a sacred weapon of heaven and earth!"

Hearing Chi Li's words, Yan jumped up and said, "I have been waiting for that treasure for several Yuanhui, don't try to take it!"

Chi Li said nothing, but just looked at him quietly, which made Yan feel itchy all over. He paced back and forth beside the campfire, muttering to himself.

Zhurong tribe, 300,000 miles east, there is an unknown valley. In the valley there is a fire vent that has been spewing out green smoke and purple fire for years.

From time to time, sticky magma gushes out from the vent.

After the erupted magma cools down, you can always find some extremely precious treasures that can only be found deep in the earth's core.

In addition, fire seeds would be ejected from the vents from time to time. Such fire seeds were extremely precious even if they were placed in the Zhurong tribe.

Therefore, this valley has always been a forbidden area for the Zhurong tribe. Even the Zhurong Witch Kingdom has sent troops to garrison here, occupying a million miles of land around it and building a pass in the valley. The elite troops of the Zhurong Witch Kingdom are on duty here all year round.

In this small valley, because of the volcanic vents, the surrounding forests are scorched all year round, and the ground is covered with red rocks.

Even in the rainy season, there was not a drop of rain within several miles of the valley. The wind and rain were evaporated by the high temperature from the volcanic vents before they even got close.

Yan had just emerged from the valley with Chi Li reluctantly when two heavily-armored witch guards hiding in the dark stood in front of them with long spears.

The spear head, which was half a meter long, emitted a flame that was a meter long, pointing at the chests of the two men from a distance.

The soldiers of the Zhurong Witch Kingdom, whose faces were covered by masks, did not seem to see Yan, the ancestor of the Zhurong clan.

He shouted in a muffled voice: "Stop! This is Zhurong's territory. Anyone who dares to trespass will be punished by death."

Yan, who was in a bad mood, didn't say anything, but took out a red identity token.

(End of this chapter)