Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 191 Low-grade sharp blade——
The next morning, Xu Yunfan had just gotten up and opened the receiver as usual to take a breath of the ginseng doll's ginseng air. Ignoring the ginseng doll's grinning look, Xu Yunfan took a deep breath and inhaled a wisp of ginseng air deeply into his lungs.

After circulating through the lungs, it quickly spreads to the limbs and bones.

Without any hesitation, Xu Yunfan directly performed the Pure Yang Posture of Pure Yang Qigong in the yard and began to mobilize the Pure Yang internal energy hidden between the flesh and blood, forming a continuously circulating small circulation between the torso and arms.

He was badly abused by the woman in white yesterday. After entering the Linzi state for the third time, Xu Yunfan tried his best to get close to the woman in white.

The fourth time he grabbed the woman's wrist, the seventh time her ankle, and the tenth time her thigh.

Seeing the plain-dressed woman's expressionless face at first, and then her anger and embarrassment, he suddenly felt refreshed.

At this time, the pure yang energy in the body surges like a gurgling stream, constantly flowing between the muscles, skin, blood and flesh. Every time it flows, the blood and qi in the body rise and fall like the tide.

The initial movement of his internal energy was like thousands of ants gnawing at his bones. Fine vibrations spread from deep within his bone marrow, and the scorching hot torrent flowing through the grooves of his muscles made him feel almost as refreshed as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

When the morning light pierced through the mist, Xu Yunfan's back muscles suddenly trembled violently.

Seven dark red ridges of flesh rose from the Dazhui point at the back of the neck, twisting along the spine like live snakes and sinking three inches into the waist.

The trapezius muscles, shaped by years of swinging hammers, are now as taut as anvils. Twelve tendons weave into a dark golden net under the skin, locking the force that is enough to overturn an ox cart in the fascia layer.

The essence of the Qianjun Hammer Technique lies in the junction of the shoulder blade and the rib arch.

When swinging the hammer with the right arm, the left latissimus dorsi muscle needs to be as tight as a bowstring. The moment the hammer head strikes down, the rhomboid muscles instantly relax like an eagle spreading its wings.

If you cut open his bronze skin at this moment, you can see the elastic fibers buried deep in the core of his spine coiled in a peculiar spiral shape. This is the result of his transformation from ordinary to ordinary, with his muscles, bones, and skin all being perfected, and his outer three-in-one realm about to be completed. As he is about to step into the flesh refining realm, his muscles are slowly changing towards the optimal way of exerting force for the Thousand-pound Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique.

When practicing the hammer technique, Xu Yunfan started very slowly, and the hammer tip actually made a fine buzzing sound when it passed through the air.

When the third move, Stacked Waves and Collapsing Mountains, was about to be released, the back muscles suddenly made a sound of leather tearing, and the falling force of the iron hammer increased three times, but it hovered half an inch away from the bluestone slab.

The core of the power of the Thousand-Jun Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique lies in the muscles of the back. The strands of strength accumulated therein are also dormant. As long as the qi and blood move, they can burst out in an instant and unleash earth-shattering power.

After breakfast, Xu Yunfan swung the Thunder and Fire Qilin Hammer and slowly practiced the Thousand-pound Mountain-shaking Hammer Technique, performing each move one by one.

After finishing his training, Xu Yunfan washed off the sweat on his body, put on his equipment, and came to the underground fire room of the Weapon Casting Hall with a black steel forging hammer that he had forged himself, ready to start today's weapon forging.

The Tiangong forging technique was about to be completed, and he was about to forge a weapon of the sharp blade level, so he was naturally concerned.

The piece of iron to be forged today is a piece of North Sea cold iron. It has been tempered nine times in the ice spring last night and is now covered with frost patterns all over.

When the iron in the furnace turned cherry red, he suddenly turned the hammer handle over and pierced the iron block with the tungsten steel cone at the tail.

This is the "bone-penetrating needle" technique recorded in Tiangong forging techniques, which can create stress cracks inside the metal.

After eight hundred blows, the surface of the iron block cracked like a dry riverbed, but it always maintained its intact shape.

The local fire turned bluish-white, and the heavy hammer finally fell with the sound of wind and thunder. The flying sparks burned out beautiful cloud patterns on the glazed windows.

At three quarters past three in the afternoon, a dragon's roar was heard from the white mist rising from the quenching pool.

The straight sword with a blade length of three feet and seven inches slowly took shape in the saltpeter water, and the blade pattern was in the form of hundreds of waves, which was enough to prove that there was not a single hammer error in the folding forging of four hundred and seventy times.

Xu Yunfan flicked the blade with his fingers, and the aftershocks passed through his fingers into his bones, causing them to subconsciously vibrate like cicadas, and the sword body emitted a vibrating sound similar to that of bells, which matched it.

The blade reflected the sweat and joy on his brow.

A low-grade sharp blade was forged today. 'You practiced the Heavenly Craftsmanship Blacksmithing technique daily and successfully forged a low-grade sharp blade. Your proficiency in the art has been greatly improved.'

"Well, I never thought you could forge a sharp blade-level weapon in just half a year. This is enough to show that you have an amazing talent for forging weapons."

Fu Jin's voice came from the side, making Xu Yunfan grin.

He turned his head and asked, "Brother, why are you free to come here today?"

Only then did he notice that Fu Jin had an indescribable look of loneliness on his face.

Yes, Fu Jin grew up in Shenbingling and has been exposed to weapon forging skills for more than forty years. It was the fifteenth year since he started formally forging weapons that he forged his first sharp weapon.

That night, he had an idea on his mind and struck the hammer with divine intervention. He finally broke through the shackles of his skills and successfully forged his first sharp blade.

But compared with Xu Yunfan in front of him, he successfully forged a low-grade sharp blade in half a year.

It's simply inhuman.

The embers in the forge were still lingering, and green smoke was winding up through the ice cracks on the blade.

Fu Jin walked forward and stroked the edge of the blade with his fingers. The friction between the old calloused skin and the new cold iron produced a fine copper sound.

"The ice cracks are three millimeters deep, yet they haven't penetrated the spine. The Nine Forging Techniques have been infused with the cascading power of the Thousand-Weight Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique."

Fu Jin's Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed a sigh. His knuckles tapped the blade, producing three long and two short jingles. "Four hundred and seventy folds? No. This tremolo contains the pattern of the mother-and-child fire."

Of course he knew what Fu Jin was counting.

When the underground fire was about to go out, he used the double anvil hedging method brought by the Tiangong forging technique.

Two pieces of North Sea black ice were placed on either side of the anvil. After each nine rounds of folding and forging, they were rapidly quenched, thus squeezing out fifty more layers of steel patterns on top of the standard four hundred and twenty folds.

Fu Jin suddenly lifted up the leather wrist guard on his left arm, revealing three centipede-shaped burn marks. He then looked at Xu Yunfan's jade-white hands, where there were not even the slightest calluses on his fingertips. He felt truly sad.

The skin training is perfect, the old skin falls off, and the new skin grows, and the skin can always be kept in the best condition, but it is as difficult to cut as tough cowhide, not to mention practicing the Thousand-pound Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique, and being protected by the Black Steel Hundred-forged Body Technique.

Ordinary soldiers can hardly hurt it in the slightest.

Although his hands were forged with black steel, they were still too rough to be looked at.

"This is what I left behind when I forged five hundred layers of dragon scale steel at the age of thirty-five in order to achieve a breakthrough in my skills."

His fingertips stroked the deepest scar, but his eyes were fixed on the straight knife forged by Xu Yunfan in his hand.

"The cold iron you used was mined by Chen three years ago?"

"New mines from last year's frost."

Xu Yunfan said, "I soaked in the ice spring for seven days and nights, changing the water nine times every hour."

These were naturally not done by him. Nowadays, Tiangong Cave has opened its doors to the public and only recruits disciples under the age of fifteen. The entire Shuzhou naturally knows about Tiangong Cave, a major weapon-casting sect. This was naturally the job of the menial disciples.

(End of this chapter)