Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 56 Junior sister?

This was the first time that Qiangu Qitian saw Zhenhua forging. Prior to this, Zhenhua had only been providing guidance from the side during the Qianduan practice.

Perhaps in his eyes, only by starting with spirit forging can one truly enter the ranks of blacksmiths.

Before that, he was just a blacksmith.

Zhenhua took a piece of light blue metal from the metal rack. It was called blue copper and had excellent soul power conduction properties. It was one of the rare metals that many soul masters needed when making battle armor.

While the metal was heating, Zhenhua began to explain to Qiangu Qitian the key points that needed to be mastered in spiritual forging:

"Spiritual forging is very different from previous forging, because it is no longer just a forging technique, but also requires a certain amount of soul power from the forger."

"To complete the spiritual forging, your soul power must reach at least level 40. I see that your soul power is only level 26 now, Xiaotian, so it may take a long time to settle down."

Level 40?
Qiangu Qitian was recalling the contents of the Dragon King Legend. How come he remembered that Tang Wulin’s first spiritual forging was when he was level 30?
He seemed to have used the energy and blood of the Golden Dragon King to make up for the lack of soul power.

Drawing inferences from this example, Qiangu Qitian wondered whether he could also use blood and spiritual forging to make up for the lack of his own soul power?

The number one forger next to him, Qiangu Qitian, asked bluntly, "Teacher, you said that soul power must reach level 40 to support the forger to complete the spirit forging. Can other powers be used to replace soul power to meet the conditions for spirit forging?"

Zhenhua was stunned for a moment after hearing this, with admiration in his eyes.

He was not amazed at what Qiangu Qitian said. After all, as a master craftsman, his understanding of forging was beyond Qiangu Qitian's reach.

What Zhenhua was amazed at was Qiangu Qitian's imaginative thinking. This kind of creative thinking is also an indispensable ability for a blacksmith.

"You are very smart. In the history of forging, there are indeed people who have used other things to make up for the lack of soul power. Once, there was a forger who used his body to forge his soul in order to complete the Heavenly Forging, using his own blood and life to forcibly achieve the Heavenly Forging. This is only an option when there is no other choice."

"Let me guess, are you trying to make up for this with your special mental forging?"

Qiangu Qitian nodded. He was not surprised that Zhenhua could guess his thoughts.

"Yes, maybe when I reach level 30, I can try Spiritual Forging."

"That's a good idea."

Zhenhua didn't think Qiangu Qitian was too ambitious. A blacksmith should be confident.

Zhenhua took the blue copper out of the furnace and picked up the standard tungsten steel forging hammer on the forging table.

"Xiaotian, watch my every move carefully. This will be of great benefit to your forging."

Qiangu Qitian nodded, his eyes focused on Zhenhua's large palms: "I know, teacher."

Zhenhua clenched his hands suddenly, his eyes gleamed, and the forging hammer in his right hand dropped high, striking the first blow.

A metallic echo rang in Qiangu Qitian's ears, and the volume of the blue copper instantly shrank by one third, and a three-foot golden light rose from the surface of the metal.

After a hundred forgings with one hammer, the metal is purified.

Qiangu Qitian had no time to be shocked before Zhenhua's second hammer fell. The force of this hammer was much lighter than the first one, but the quality of the blue copper had already taken a big step towards the thousand-forged level.

After three consecutive hammer strikes, Zhenhua's body sank down, and the hammer in his dominant right hand was already raised.

Zhenhua's calves suddenly tensed up, and with his waist as the core, all the strength of his body gathered in his right hand.

The moment the forging hammer touched the blue copper, a seven-foot-long blue light illuminated the entire room!
Only the first level of thousand forgings can produce such a light.

A five-foot light of the first grade of Qianduan is already of superior quality, and the piece of refined gold forged by Qiangu Qitian belongs to this category.

The six-foot light belongs to the holy item Qianduan.

And seven feet means that this piece of blue copper has the potential to be promoted to heavenly forged metal.

After completing the first level of the Thousand Forgings, Zhenhua still did not stop.

He stopped using wide-open thumping and switched to short, sharp thumping.

"Xiaotian, when forging the spirit, you must carefully feel the changes in the life inside the metal. It is necessary to control the strength and concentrate your energy." "Of course, your spiritual forging can save you a lot of trouble in this step."

Zhenhua was very comfortable with forging and even had time to explain to Qiangu Qitian.

Soon, under Zhenhua's knocking, relying on his perception of metal elements, Qiangu Qitian could clearly see that life was growing inside the blue copper that originally looked like a dead object.

At that moment, in Qiangu Qitian's eyes, Zhenhua seemed no longer to be a blacksmith, but a god.

What he saw seemed to be the perspective of metal.

The moment the blacksmith gives life to metal, he becomes a true god.

Zhenhua dripped a drop of blood onto the blue copper, and an elf in blue clothes flew out happily.

At this moment, the spirit has been forged.

This piece of blue copper is of good quality, and Zhenhua is very confident that he can upgrade it to the level of Tianduan.

But he didn't do that, because there was no need.

Tianduan is generally a spiritual alloy formed by the fusion of three or more metals, not a pure metal.

Even if blue copper becomes a natural metal, its uses are far less than that of spiritual alloy.

Zhenhua put down the forging hammer and asked Qiangu Qitian with a smile: "Xiaotian, what do you feel?"

Qiangu Qitian opened his slightly closed eyes and said slowly:
"In the eyes of metal, I am God."

……

Qiangu Qitian began his spiritual training, but in three hours, there was no progress at all.

However, the yield rate of his Thousand Forgings One Grade product actually reached a terrifying 90%.

Dragging their tired bodies, Qiangu Qitian and Qiangu Ming boarded the soul guide train back to the headquarters of the Spirit Transmission Tower.

The next day, Qiangu Qitian went to the Spirit Transmission Tower headquarters to study with Leng Yaoju as usual.

But today, there seems to be some small surprises.

Qiangu Qitian did not see Leng Yaoju in the training room.

In the past, Leng Yaozhu would always wait for him in the training room early in the morning, but her absence today made Qiangu Qitian feel a little uncomfortable.

Sitting on the chair, Qiangu Qitian took out a book called "Basic Mecha Design Theory" and began to study it.

He has read one third of the book.

Before I could enter the state of deep reading, the door of the practice room was opened.

Leng Yaozhu smiled and said to Qiangu Qitian:

"Xiaotian, come here. From now on, you will have a junior sister."

Junior sister?

Looking in the direction of the voice, Qiangu Qitian saw Leng Yaozhu's slender body, and behind her, there was a small figure.

Silver-white hair, purple crystal-like eyes, small and delicate facial features...

Is it the amnesiac Silver Dragon King who was sent home that day?
The other person was looking at him with his big curious eyes blinking.

It seems like he is very interested in himself.

　In response to the requests of many book fans, the heroine may be increased by Xu Xiaoyan and Yuan En Yehui.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)