Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 165: Thousand-Force Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique
As soon as Xu Yunfan's boots stepped onto the rammed earth official road, he felt his feet go numb.

Every five breaths, a muffled thunder-like pulsation could be heard from the ground. Three hundred feet underground, twelve black steel drilling machines forged by the Machinery Hall and the Ministry of Heavenly Works were gnawing at the rock.

The bare-chested laborers lined up like worker ants, carrying barrels of thunder and fire rock medicine with a green glow and crawled into the cave. Each barrel was branded with a vermilion fire seal of "Made in Rongjintang Bingchen", and from a distance it looked like a red-scaled fire dragon winding into the ground.

"The earth dragon is about to turn over again!"

Someone shouted, and the entire wilderness suddenly fell into silence.

After three breaths, a mound suddenly rose up in the southwest corner of the ground, and the sound of metal clashing pierced the sky.

Eight elite members of the Melting Gold Hall emerged from the ground, dragging meteorite chains. At the end of the chains was a spiral drill head about ten feet wide, with red-hot magma still stuck on the blade.

The leader was none other than Yan Yuwei, the first true disciple of the Rongjin Hall. His muscles bulged with strength, and veins bulged on his arms as he pulled the chains. The earth and rocks beneath his feet were squeezed by the immense force, leaving cracks.

"Great, we finally found a steelmaking site that's as good as the Thunder Fire Pool!"

Yan Yuwei's face was filled with joy. If they wanted to speed up the practice of the Rongjin Hall's gold-melting and iron-forging skills, a pool of fire was extremely important.

Now that it has been confirmed that there is a lava field beneath the Devil's Crying Abyss, they are naturally delighted.

The shantytowns built along the moat stretched for more than two miles, with mechanical parts piled high under the straw mat roofs.

Bare-chested men shouted slogans as they lifted the thousand-pound gear set, women soaked the transmission belts with tung oil, and even little children carried bamboo baskets to distribute the screws.

It is the slack season for farmers now, and people from the surrounding areas of Shu City have come here to work with high wages, almost all their families.

The most shocking place was the temporary furnace area in the northeast corner. Thirty underground fire wells were spewing out purple flames. Apprentices operated spider-web-like iron chain cranes to send red-hot steel beams into the bottomless underground to cast the keel base of the mechanical city.

Seeing such a scene, the two people who were used to the Xuanzhen Sect's extravagant and painted buildings and who followed the natural weather with "mountains as bones and clouds as clothes" were naturally amazed when they saw the steel city in front of them.

After a while, Yu Jingshan withdrew her gaze.

"Unfortunately, it doesn't fit my cultivation method. If I live here for a long time, I'm afraid my cultivation will decline."

"Yes."

Xu Yunfan glanced at the two of them without saying a word. He took them into Tiangong City and handed them over to his senior brother Fu Jin for reception. After hearing that there were tailor-made weapons, even Yu Jingshan couldn't help but become interested and surrounded Fu Jin to ask questions. Xu Yunfan found an excuse to slip away.

When Xu Yunfan walked down the fine iron steps to three hundred feet underground, sulfur-smelling steam was gushing out of the ventilation pipe, making the lapels of his short shirt rustle.

This place was hastily dug out by the Molten Gold Hall through the mechanical drilling beast developed by the Mechanical Hall, which led to a lava field.

Yesterday, Xu Yunfan even personally carried a pickaxe and dug the cave with the disciples of Rongjintang, which made his mining proficiency only 14 points away from reaching the great success level.

He couldn't help but secretly think that after today he would pick up his pickaxe and dig for a day with Wanshan, the first disciple of Rongjintang, to improve his mining skills.

The three hundred feet underground Melting Gold Hall's forging area is like the internal organs of a giant beast. Twelve underground fire wells spew out purple flames, casting lava-like patterns on the rock walls. Thirty-six ventilation pipes, each three times thicker than a human, continuously pump out harmful gases from the ground while simultaneously bringing in fresh air from the surface.

At the edge of the forging platform, white steam was rising from Zhan Yan's naked upper body, and his muscular back muscles rose and fell like waves with the rise and fall of the hammer. Every time the hammer hit the red steel billet, a meteor-like rain of iron burst out.

"clang!"

When the last hammer fell, the steel billet actually made a sound like a dragon's roar.

Zhan Yan inserted the forging hammer into the quenching tank with his backhand. Amidst the rising white mist, the outline of an eight-sided gilded hammer gradually became clear. The hammerhead's pattern resembled the overlapping scales of a dragon, and the end of the handle was embedded with three black steel barbs. It was the unique "armor-piercing hammer" favored by the craftsmen of the Tiangong Cave Casting Hall.

"Just in time."

Zhan Yan wiped the iron dust from his forehead and laughed like thunder from his throat, "Look at this hammer, how does it compare to your Thunder Fire Qilin?"

Xu Yunfan stepped forward and picked up the black hammer, which was still warm. He stroked the hammer with his fingertips, feeling like touching a living thing. The strange touch radiated heat through his skin.

The residual heat from the hammer seeped through his skin into his meridians, causing his muscles to tremble involuntarily.

This is the "bloodiness" that only top weapon forgers can give to weapons.

This top-grade sharp blade weapon is the best weapon Zhan Yan has had since he created the Thunder and Fire Qilin Hammer.

He took a deep breath, and the twenty-four vertebrae of his spine were connected like steel whips. The muscles in his arms suddenly swelled, and he actually raised the three hundred kilogram hammer above his shoulders with one hand.

"It sank by three points."

He flicked his wrist, and the hammer head spun in his palm, leaving an afterimage. "But the 'dragon pattern' on the hammer handle can absorb 30% of the recoil, making it suitable for long-term battles... Of course, it's far inferior to the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer."

Now that he has practiced the Heavenly Craftsmanship Forging Technique to this point, even if he is in the best condition and has sufficient materials, he can only forge a top-grade ordinary weapon. If he wants to break through the sharp blade, he needs to at least achieve a small level of success in the Heavenly Craftsmanship Forging Technique.

A gleam of light flashed in Zhan Yan's eyes, and his palm as big as a palm fan suddenly pressed down on Xu Yunfan's shoulder.

He could only hear the muscles in his shoulders and neck vibrating involuntarily like a taut bowstring.

The old swordsmith pressed down with his thumb precisely, and an incomparable force came down like a mountain, layer upon layer.

Xu Yunfan pressed down his heels suddenly, and his muscles undulated like waves, his bones trembled layer by layer, and there were faint cicada chirping sounds, which channeled the incoming force into the ground.

The cracks in the bricks and stones spread in a spider-web-like pattern, but stopped abruptly when they touched the threshold, as if an invisible carving knife had cut off the aftermath.

This press seemed random, but actually contained the stacking power method of "Red Dragon Coiling Mountain Power". The blue bricks under Xu Yunfan's feet shattered, but his knees did not move at all. This was the "iron stake taking root" that was revealed when the outer three combinations were almost successful.

"You've actually mastered the force-relieving technique used to root iron stakes, transforming it into a posture that can sever a river's course. The strength of your muscles, bones, and skin, after three trainings, has been combined to form a new, natural force. Your blood and qi are nourishing, flowing like mercury slurry..."

Zhan Yan's voice was filled with unconcealed joy. Xu Yunfan had just entered the outer three combinations and he was able to develop such a feat, which naturally shocked him.

It took him at least three years to reach Xu Yunfan's level, and he was still not as good as Xu Yunfan in releasing and controlling his strength as he wished.

From this unloading of force, it can be seen that Xu Yunfan has already controlled the muscles throughout his body in minute detail, and everything is smooth and natural.

The third practice is complete!
No one came out of Shenbing Ridge that year.

"Come and try!"

He suddenly changed his palm into a claw, and clasped his thumb around the knot on the inside of his disciple's shoulder blade. "Back then, when your master was practicing on the banks of the Yellow River, the tide reached his knees, yet his green robe remained dry. It was thanks to this intercepting skill."

Xu Yunfan groaned in his throat, and his right arm suddenly bent like a bow.

(End of this chapter)