Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 21: Luck, the first attempt at the innate magic weapon

"Brother Meng, I read that right, I just passed by, is that the prince?"

Wang Mu rubbed his eyes and asked.

"That's right."

Meng Bai also looked puzzled.

"My lord, did he fail to break through the blockade of the demon army and failed?"

“Shoot—”

Bai Qiancheng let out a sneer, "I really don't know how the two of you got mixed up as generals."

"Are you blind? When Prince Zhou left, there were two people, and he came back alone."

"Looking at his appearance, there is no grief, so there must be no accident for Princess Wuyou. What does that mean? It means that Princess Wuyou stays in a very safe place."

"A very safe place, apart from the Ten Kingdoms Continent, where else can I find it? Obviously, Zhou Wangye has already returned to the Ten Kingdoms Continent. Now that he is back, the matter is naturally resolved."

Bai Qiancheng looked at Meng Bai and Wang Mu with contempt, and expressed his opinion.

Meng Bai and Wang Mu Qiqi gave him a roll of eyes, isn't that nonsense?

We can see that too!

The problem is, the lord, he went to repair the passage between the two realms. Before he left, he said so seriously, and he made arrangements that he would not come back. How long has it been since then?

In more than a day, less than two days, he will be back!

Isn't it enough time to go on a picnic?

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

Mengbai shouted.

"No time, I'll talk about it later."

Zhou Shu's voice came from far away, and then quickly disappeared in the direction of the casting room.

In the casting room, Shi Songtao, Li Chengliang and others are casting weapons in full swing.

The point system of Huaxia Pavilion's demon world division has greatly stimulated the enthusiasm of the army casting divisions.

In addition, the assembly line system invented by Zhou Shu allows each soldier to play their own advantages, and the speed of casting soldiers is greatly improved.

"Your Highness—"

Seeing Zhou Shu coming in, all the forging divisions greeted each other.

"You continue."

Zhou Shu didn't even take a look at the weapons they were casting. They were all crippled.

"Deputy Pavilion Master, go and find Yang Hong for me."

Zhou Shu instructed, "How many days of refining stones are there in the camp, bring them to me."

"Also, blood silk silver, turmeric scene, fire tin wood, ink gold, red sun iron... move some of each to my foundry."

As the master of Huaxia Pavilion, Zhou Shu naturally has a casting room of his own in this camp.

"Your Highness, are you going to cast soldiers again? Do you need an assistant? The old man is idle."

Li Chengliang lost his work unscrupulously. He was working with a few forging divisions to forge a high-quality weapon, and now he has just abandoned it.

Lands? Then how can it be good for Wang Ye to fight?

You can earn points, and you can also steal a few hands of the prince's forging skills, which is much more interesting than joining hands to forge ground-grade weapons.

He is a master craftsman. If it weren't for the special situation in the demon world now, he would not have been casting ground-grade weapons for many years.

"No, you can't help me."

Zhou Shu waved his hand and said.

What he wants to cast this time is the Innate Divine Weapon, which is completely different from the previous method of casting soldiers. Even he himself has to cross the river by feeling the stones, and Li Chengliang and the others can't help.

After speaking, Zhou Shu turned around and entered his own forging room.

A moment later, Yang Hong cautiously stuck his head out from the door of the casting room.

"Your Highness, are you looking for me?"

Yang Hong was a little nervous.

He thought about it for a while, he shouldn't have done anything to make the prince unhappy recently, he shouldn't throw me out to slay demons again, right?

This is the demon world, not the battlefield of the Ten Kingdoms. Even if you have the supernatural power of the prince, if you go out and wave like this, you will be courting death.

"Come here and sit."

Zhou Shu sat cross-legged in the middle of the casting room and waved to Yang Hong.

Yang Hong walked in and sat down carefully not far from Zhou Shu, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"Yang Shenzao, we have known each other for a long time, haven't we?"

Zhou will not answer rhetorical questions.

"It's not too short."

Yang Hong said, not knowing why.

When he knew Zhou Shu, Zhou Shu was just an apprentice for casting soldiers. How long has it been since he was the king of the Nine Kings, but what about himself?

I don't seem to be bad. Not long ago, my cultivation had broken through to the fifth rank of martial arts.

If I had put this in the past, I would have never even thought about it.

Once upon a time, I felt that if I could break through to the sixth or seventh rank of martial arts in my life, it was already smoke from the ancestral grave.

Following the prince, although there are many dangers, but the rewards are also great.

If it weren't for the fact that the lord sent me to slay demons before, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to advance to the fifth-rank realm so quickly.

Thinking of this, Yang Hong felt inexplicably relieved.

With my current status as a prince, I will definitely not harm me.

"Do you believe me?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"Does it even need to be said?"

Yang Hong patted his chest and said, "Even if I don't believe anyone, I will definitely believe in you, the lord. Without the lord, I wouldn't be where Yang Hong is today."

"Okay, stop."

Zhou Shu stopped his urge to continue talking and said, "Just trust me."

"I have something I need your cooperation right now."

Zhou Shu said sternly, "I'll say it first, there is a certain risk in this matter-"

"Will it die?"

Yang Hong asked.

"Death is not dead."

Zhou Shu said.

"It's okay if you don't die."

Yang Hong said carelessly.

"Very good."

Zhou Shu nodded with a smile, "But you should listen to me first."

"If this can be done, you should get great benefits, and it is not impossible to achieve the status of a master in one fell swoop."

Yang Hong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Achieving the realm of a master in one fell swoop?

Is this a dream?

Following the prince is indeed right!

I never thought that I, Yang Hong, could become a martial arts master in this life!

If it weren't for Zhou Shu's scruples in front of him, Yang Hong would even want to hold his waist and laugh up to the sky.

“Of course, the benefits and risks are related.”

Zhou Shu continued, "If you fail, you may suffer from damage to your meridians, ranging from complete loss of cultivation, becoming a crippled person, or even paralysis..."

"Om-"

Yang Hong's head is stunned, ranging from complete loss of cultivation base to complete paralysis?

It's true that it won't die, but it's better to die than life!

How could I forget, every time I get close to the prince, I will be unlucky!

I lost my mind after a little favor, Yang Hong, ah, Yang Hong, you really deserve to fight!

My lord, I regret it now, is it too late?

Yang Hong gestured to Zhou Shu with his eyes.

No way!

Zhou Shu answered him with his eyes.

"Don't worry, even if you are paralyzed, Daxia will let you live and breathe."

My lord, has anyone ever told you that if you can't comfort others, don't comfort them!

Did you say that?

I'm paralyzed all over, so what's the point of having no food and clothing?

"Okay, let's get started."

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.

Yang Hong: "..."

Before Yang Hong was ready, he felt a strong force coming. His entire figure was grabbed by an invisible big hand and thrown into the sky.

Before he could react, he felt a blaze of flames coming towards him.

"Be patient, the process may be a little uncomfortable."

Zhou Shu's voice came.

Yang Hong was thinking about what Zhou Shu meant when he felt a sharp pain.

He couldn't help but let out a scream like killing a pig.

I saw that Yang Hong's hair and eyebrows were all on fire, and a solution of heaven refining stone appeared in the air. The solution formed after the melting of the refining stone that day, along the pores of Yang Hong, drilled into his body.

Yang Hong's face is full of horror, is the lord trying to kill him?

He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but when he opened his mouth, he could only let out a piercing roar of pain, unable to utter a single word.

In the public casting room next door, Li Chengliang and others looked at each other.

The voice next door-

Why does it feel like pulling a cramp out of the bone?

Isn't the lord going to cast soldiers?

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to!"

Shi Songtao said solemnly, but his ears perked up, secretly listening to the movement next door.

He was also full of curiosity. The lord called Yang Hong in. The scream came from Yang Hong, right?

What did the lord do to him?

This doubt also appeared in the hearts of Meng Bai, Wang Mu and others.

They came here originally to find an opportunity to ask Zhou Shu what happened before, but as soon as they arrived near the casting room, they heard this terrifying cry.

All the generals shuddered.

That's too bad, it feels like some kind of torture.

The eyes of Meng Bai, Wang Mu and others fell on Bai Qiancheng at the same time.

Do you still dare to say that Wang Ye is a success?

How does this look like the operation failed, so the anger is being vented?

Bai Qiancheng showed hesitation on his face. Could it be that he guessed wrong?

Did Zhou Wangye not block the passage between the two realms?

"That, I remembered, I still have some military affairs to deal with, or you can ask the prince what's going on, just come back and tell me."

Zhang Wuyuan coughed lightly and said.

Before he finished speaking, he had turned around and walked away quickly.

I feel that the prince is not in a good mood, so it is safer to hide away first.

"The lord seems to be busy, so let's not disturb him for now."

Meng Bai, Wang Mu and the others looked at each other and said in unison.

The generals turned around and left slowly. After a distance, they broke up with each other, and then disappeared into the cave as if they were running away.

In the casting room, Zhou Shu looked serious. His hands were as steady as Mount Tai and kept moving, as if he didn't hear Yang Hong's screams at all.

Yang Hong's current appearance is extremely miserable. His clothes, including hair, have been burnt clean by the high temperature. The whole person is like a depilated pig that has been scalded with boiling water, which is really unsightly...

The solution from the melting of the Heavenly Alchemy Stone has entered his body through his pores, and the naked eye can even see that the skin of the Heavenly Alchemy Stone solution flowing in his body continues to look like, like that, as if there is something in his body The living creatures are escaping, looking extremely terrifying.

That is, Zhou Shu is determined and unaffected.

He experimented step by step according to his own vision.

Zhou Shu doesn't know how the innate artifacts such as the Zhen Guo Ding were cast. The ancients may have an ancient method, but Zhou Shu has no way of knowing.

What he is doing now is an unprecedented attempt!

Even Zhou Shu himself didn't have much confidence.

That's why he found Yang Hong.

In fact, in theory, it may be better to find someone with a higher cultivation base to cooperate. After all, the higher the cultivation base, the more able to withstand the toss...

However, this guy Yang Hong has a special physique. When he entered the Ten Kingdoms martial arts battlefield, he was only a ninth-rank cultivation base. As a result, many ninth-rank martial arts died in battle. Not only did he not die, but his cultivation continued to improve.

Although the fifth rank of martial arts is inconspicuous in the camp, if you think about it, the speed of Yang Hong's cultivation is terrifying.

In the entire camp, the cultivation base is improving faster than him, I am afraid that I can't count the few.

It's more than just luck.

Zhou Shu even suspected that Yang Hong had the legendary luck on his body!

Otherwise, how could he have lived so smoothly all the way to the present, with good luck?

Of course, there is no luck in this world, but in short, Yang Hong is lucky.

Zhou Shu hopes to use his good luck to make this attempt a success!

If it succeeds, it means that the method I imagined is useful, and the innate magic weapon is no longer a fantasy.

Yang Hong's screams became louder and louder. After reaching a peak, he began to fall. His voice had become hoarse, and he had no strength to shout.

If it weren't for the fact that his body suspended in the air was still twitching from time to time, one would even think that he had died.

Zhou Shu's expression remained unchanged, and he continued his actions.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Shu suddenly shouted loudly, he stood up, clenched his hands, like drawing a weapon, and slammed it in the air.

"Ah-"

Yang Hong, who had already passed out, suddenly let out a terrifying scream.

He straightens sharply, then bends sharply, and then falls to the ground with a thud.

During this process, a light was drawn out of Zhou Shu's body!

That's right~IndoMTL.com~ Zhou Shu's actions just now pulled something out of Yang Hong's body!

That thing seems to be like a net, the whole body is bright and radiant.

Zhou Shu breathed a sigh of relief, his hands instantly turned red, he kept grabbing pieces of soldier casting material, melted them on the palm of his hand, and threw them into the net.

The ups and downs on the Internet were entangled with the casting materials thrown by Zhou Shu, and there seemed to be a faint sound of thunder in the sky.

As Zhou Shu smelted more and more materials for casting soldiers, what originally looked like a net composed of light gradually became more and more solid, and finally it was no longer a net, but became a net. A cloud of strangely colored liquid matter.

The light in Zhou Shu's eyes became brighter and brighter. He let out a light hum, and light appeared on his body. His hands, under his elbows, had all turned into magma, and the fiery breath seemed to Melt everything in general.

The mass of liquid substance in the air, under the manipulation of his hands, was like a mass of plasticine, constantly changing its shape. Later, the shape of a long sword gradually appeared in the air.