For thousands of years, no genius has ever been heard of who can do this.

Moving from three to four is an extremely important level in Qi and Blood Martial Arts.

Blood transfusion is a huge change in the internal strength of the muscles, bones, skin, and internal organs.

It is also the first step to get rid of ordinary people and flesh and blood.

And opening up the sea of ​​qi and condensing the true power will usher in the true transformation of the essence of life.

The internal organs, limbs and bones are like a small world, opening up its own sea of ​​martial arts energy.

Starting to seize creation and replenish one's body is not just about crossing a realm, it is as simple as that!

"Han Ying from Sun Moon Peak is an old member of King Yan, while Dong Xuan from Tenglong Peak has nothing to do.

I hold the East Palace token and want to lure them both into the water, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy.

If Zhao Chui really has a problem, he may not be able to deal with it."

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed a few times and he suppressed the chaotic thoughts.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the gleaming nine-aperture stone man shook slightly.

"It's done."

As if he had finished something, a smile appeared on Ji Yuan's lips.

The dragon with its ridge pillars trembled and stood upright, and the whole person suddenly stood up.

He put his hands behind his back, fluttered his python clothes, and walked straight out of the courtyard.

"Ji Qianhu, the two thousand kilograms of fine steel you asked for are already ready..."

Cheng Liang, who was waiting outside, saw the real master with a complicated expression on his face.

There is an interesting story about this young Qianhu from Fusi, Beizhen, who plans to refine the talisman steel himself.

In just two days, the news has spread all over Long Snake Mountain.

Even the mining slaves had heard about it and often discussed it privately.

"Supervisor Cheng is really a cheerful person, and he doesn't mess around in his work. Thank you very much, Ji."

Ji Yuan nodded, expressing that he owed this favor.

From the reflection of Qi, he realized that the bloody disaster originated from Tian Serpent Peak.

Only by staying at Tenglong Peak can we stay safe and sound.

Thinking carefully, in order to avoid any unexpected plot.

He simply decided to take matters into his own hands and forge the talisman steel needed to cast the Taoist soldiers.

"Ji Qianhu's words are serious. The warehouses at Tenglong Peak are filled with mountains of fine iron and steel, which are no more precious than other military materials.

It’s just...it’s not easy for a piece of fine steel to go through hundreds of refinements and become a talisman steel.”

Thinking of Ji Yuan's generous move, Cheng Liang hesitated to consider his words and kindly reminded:

"Even the top craftsmen of Tian Serpent Peak sometimes make mistakes and produce 30% to 40% scrap steel."

The implication was obvious, he was trying to tactfully persuade Ji Yuan to be careful and not to make a joke.

"I've made up my mind, I don't need to say more as a supervisor."

Ji Yuan's heart is like a clear mirror, he knows why others are not optimistic about him.

Because according to common sense, this matter will definitely not be done.

but……

"Ji Qianhu has said so, so Cheng will just wait and see."

Cheng Liang sighed softly, wondering what this young Qianhu could rely on.

If everyone could forge Talisman Steel, top-notch armor would not be so scarce.

The Dragon Snake Mine produces only about ten pieces every year, and most of them fall into the hands of fourth- and fifth-level generals who have made great achievements.

Two thousand kilograms of fine steel, even a powerful craftsman, has to be refined once a day to complete a hundred refinings.

As for Thousand Tempering, it is even more difficult and requires several years of continuous hammering and training to achieve it.

After half a stick of incense, Ji Yuan put on an ice silk robe and came to the top of Tenglong Peak, where the flames were billowing.

Many busy craftsmen stopped and looked at him with different eyes.

He seems to be curious, how does this young man with thin skin and tender flesh plan to use to forge the talisman steel?

Even at Tian Snake Peak and Sun Moon Peak, a group of martial arts masters climbed up to look out from afar, hoping to see the thousands of households in Fusi, Beizhen making a fool of themselves.

"The fine steel was delivered, and a fire cauldron and a furnace were raised."

The red-faced foundry master stood aside with his arms crossed and said.

"good."

Ji Yuan uttered one word and then concentrated on holding his breath.

The right hand held a hammer weighing a thousand kilograms, and the five fingers of the left hand spread out to pick up several pieces of fine steel and dumped them into the fire cauldron.

After a few skillful flappings, vigorous energy was injected into the hot air vent cavity.

With a bang, strong ground fire shot up three feet high and enveloped the chunks of fine steel.

"This is... the clap from the Ministry of Industry's "Book of Sharp Tools"?"

The joking smile of the red-faced foundry suddenly froze, as if he was extremely surprised.

"And the fire control technique? You control the fire in every detail, without making any mistakes or omissions. You don't look like a novice at all!"

"Double quenching? Infusing wind to make steel? It's really unbelievable. Even the great craftsmen of Tian Serpent Peak may not be able to do it!

"..."

After witnessing Ji Yuan's repeated operations, the craftsmen at Tenglong Peak were all dumbfounded.

As the saying goes, outsiders watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

The word "refining a weapon" just seems easy.

If you want to make good iron and steel, the procedures are tedious and the process is complicated.

It takes a lot of patience to try and explore.

In terms of martial arts alone, one must be proficient in the four arts of Wind Palm, Fire Control Technique, Flame Returning Hand, and Soft Iron Kung Fu.

Only after you have mastered all of them and practiced them to perfection can you be called a "craftsman".

Later, the "casters" and "magic workers" faced even more difficulties.

"How... is this possible? How long has it been since Ji Qianhu took away the Book of Sharp Weapons and the Theory of Hardware? In about one day, he can learn the four martial arts and enter the art of weapon refining?"

Cheng Liang was even more surprised, with a look of shock in his eyes.

He could conclude that Ji Yuan was definitely not a craftsman who deliberately concealed his clumsiness.

Just two days ago, this young Qianhu from Fusi, Beizhen didn't even know how to temper or blast!

"Could it be that Ji Qianhu has martial arts qualifications that exceed those of unparalleled geniuses? Is he the true seed level of the Three Religions and Six Traditions?"

Cheng Liang couldn't help but take a breath of hot air, and then he was choked by the thick smoke and coughed repeatedly.

"But making talisman steel, heating, and blasting are just the beginning. The real difficulty lies in forging."

The red-faced foundry master looked seriously as he carefully observed Ji Yuan's various techniques and was amazed.

To be able to achieve such an achievement at a young age can be called an evil talent in the art of weapon refining.

"It's really a waste to leave such good seedlings to Beizhen Fusi and kill them every day."

The red-faced foundry couldn't help but feel regretful.

The Ministry of Industry needs such talents!

"The next step is to forge. How will he do it? Use the 'Hundred Refining Hammer' or the 'Thousand Refining Method'?"

All the craftsmen and the caster held their breath and looked at the calm and tall figure.

Winter winter, winter winter winter!

The red-hot fine iron hit the huge square anvil. Ji Yuan lifted it as lightly as he could, grabbed the sledgehammer, and began to forge.

Ten golden energy veins are like pillars of heaven crossing the sky, clanking and trembling.

The inner breath is like a river bursting its banks, condensing into vivid weapon refining talismans one after another.

clang!

The sledgehammer fell and hit the red block of fine steel. A burst of blazing flames burst out, shaking out tiny impurities.

The harsh collision of gold and iron resounded through the top of Tenglong Peak, like muffled thunder rolling away, shocking people's hearts.

One hour, two hours...the sound of hammer forging never stopped.
To be continued...