At this time, Song Hetong no longer had the appearance of a grandmaster, and started to bicker with Tang Ao.
"Alright, I won't say anymore. I've brought the cold spring. Hurry up."
"This old man will remind you once again that the big bow that you are forging is not an ordinary one. It will cause the spirit energy of the world to churn violently. At that time, a heavenly tribulation will descend." You have to be mentally prepared. " Song Hetong reminded his solemnly.
"There's still heavenly tribulation?" Tang Ao was a little surprised, he never thought that there would be so much trouble while he was thinking of refining a divine bow.
"That's right, as long as a Divine Weapon descends into the world, it is bound to suck in as much of the surrounding spiritual energy as it can. Once it reaches a certain saturation point, it will sense the great Dao of heaven and earth and be baptized by the heavenly tribulation at the same time. If I fail, then all my previous efforts might have been wasted and I might become an advanced Divine Weapon. I might even be turned into powder by the might of the heavenly tribulation. "
"Therefore, you must be mentally prepared. If we don't have any divine weapons after a day of tribulation, then all our hard work will be for naught."
"Then would cultivation also have heavenly tribulation?" Tang Ao asked.
"Naturally, there will be. According to the ancient records, as long as a person's strength is at a level where it can resonate with the great Dao of heaven and earth, they might be able to attract divine retribution." Song Hetong thought back to it and told everything he knew.
"Resonance of the Heavens and Earth? That is still too far away. What is there to prepare for refining later? " Tang Ao cast aside his distracting thoughts and asked.
"When you forge in a while, just help me stand guard and do some odd jobs." This old man will do the hammer work, are you at ease with me coming? " At this time, the Song Hetong who said this, had an imposing manner, and carried a sense of irresistible majesty. The demeanor of a master from the past descended once again.
Song Hetong ordered his first disciple to bring out eight boxes of orange Fate Stones and bury them at eight corners of the workshop. Only then did he take out an oddly-shaped hammer.
The hammer's horn was imitating the heaven and earth in all directions, and it was completely black. Its head was big and its butt was small, and on its surface were carved some golden veins, as if it was written in some sort of language.
"This is my treasure, the Eight Moon-Suppressing Hammer. The Divine Weapons that I am famous for all came from this hammer." Song Hetong said as he caressed the hammer like a lover, his eyes filled with love and reminiscence.
"Go ignite the fire first. Don't get too hot. You can just burn the dark gold to red." Song Hetong instructed.
Tang Ao did not speak further, he obediently squatted back to the side of the wok and started circulating the < breath holding technique > skillfully. He was pulling the bellows back and forth, and not long later, the inside of the wok was burning with flames.
Song Hetong called two more disciples over, the three of them wielding large hammers stared at the burning black gold in the boiler. The firelight reflected in their eyes seemed to ignite their fighting spirit.
From time to time, the two disciples began to sweat profusely. Being able to participate in the refining of a divine tool was something that was enough to brag about for the rest of their lives to these two young refiners.
Under everyone's fiery gaze, the black gold surface started to turn red, and after being pushed around by Tang Ao tens of times, it finally became as white as the sun.
"Good!" "Swing the hammer!" With the order from Song Hetong, he retrieved two of the larger pieces from the ten pieces and placed them on the anvil.
"Ding Ding Ding Dang Dang!"
The knocking sounds rose and fell one after another, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, like the light rain and sometimes heavy, like the smoke and sometimes heavy.
Under the hammers' strikes, the black gold became purer. The impurities kept turning into sparks and its shape started to change from a round block to a distorted one.
Song Hetong had told Tang Ao about the steps of the bow in refining and how it was broken down into different parts and then forged together again. It could save time and avoid unnecessary trouble.
Tang Ao watched as the master and disciple duo trampled on the black gold piece, making it look like they were pinching mud on the floor, making it look like what they wanted it to look like.
"It's like holding a bow." Tang Ao took out the Tiger Bone Dragon String Bow that he had exchanged his contribution points for, and compared it to the model that was slowly taking shape in front of him.
The Tiger Bone Dragon String Bow was only a treasure spirit treasure, it had a maximum force of 30,000 jin, and to unleash the might of the Sun-Shooting Arrow Souls, one would need at least 50,000 jin. Otherwise, the Sun-Shooting Arrow Souls would just be a toy, its power would not even reach a tenth of its full power, and it could only be used to hit small birds, occasionally scaring people.
"Huh?" Tang Ao was attracted by the way Song Hetong and his disciple swung the hammer. The sledgehammer drew a circle through the air, and then accurately struck onto the black gold, "So that's how it is.
After imitating it for a few times, Tang Ao gradually gained some experience, "Axes and hammers are both weapons that can break through gravity, so with this movement of the hammer, you can also use the axe." Following that, Tang Ao revealed his Hegemony Axe Soul. Without using any energy, he simply slashed into the air and imitated Song Hetong and his disciple at the same time using the power from his waist.
After heating the furnace up, Tang Ao started to practice again. It seemed easy, but difficult to do. The axe was heavy and heavy. When he swung it, his center of gravity would inevitably shake along with him. Moreover, the trajectory of the axe would become awkward and it would be extremely difficult for him to swing it.
After Tang Ao tried a few times, he slowly grasped the main point. The trajectory of the axe became even rounder, and the movements of his body coordinated with the movements of the axe.
Along with the increase in the speed of the axe, his strength increased. After Tang Ao walked around in a few dozen circles, he roughly estimated that if he were to use this axe strike, he would not need to use《 nine overlapping wave axes》 or《 meridian diagram of moving sky》, but his body would be able to reach a strength of 80,000 Jin, a strength of four Yuan!
"Three hundred and sixty-five lines. As expected of the path of cultivation, one needs to put one's heart into comprehending it. It is not something that can be felt just by sitting on a withered mountain. No wonder the elites of the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking loved to travel the world. Traveling ten thousand miles is like reading ten thousand books. " Tang Ao was deeply moved, and secretly calculated that after finishing the inner sect's great examination, he would continue to roam the world.
While thinking, Song Hetong and the other two had already finished forging this important part of the fist, and had begun forging another piece of black gold that was the size of a fist. Under the hammers that were as dense as rain, the black gold was stretched into a long line. One end was thick and the other end was thin. It was the two parts of the bow that were exerting force.
Tang Ao continued to squat by the stove, continuously blowing air and adding carbon, he controlled the temperature of the wok and at the same time carefully observed the method of Song Hetong and Yue Yang using their hammers, to improve his own experience.
"Brat, stop looking. There is a difference between the Hammer Technique and the Axe Technique in the end. Your talent is not bad, you only need to know how to unleash your strength, there is no need to pursue it too deeply." On the other hand, your Seven Deaths's "Seven Killing Massacre Spell" is extremely profound. If you have time, you should take a good look at it, it's better than wasting your time researching this old man's hammer. "