Emperor of the North Chapter 82: Measurement gong
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"Boom!!!"
Li Mu hit each other with the hammers in his hands, and there was an ear-splitting blast, and some of the outer disciples who were close to him even couldn't help covering their ears, because the sound was so loud that it could almost shake people's ears. deaf.
Li Mu secretly sighed with a good hammer. He took out the partridge sword that had been burnt red and placed it on the table made of bronze.
"Thank you all to give up some space, lest I can't use my hands and feet!"
Li Mu greeted the crowd of onlookers, and everyone hurriedly backed out after hearing this, giving Li Mu a large area.
"Dang!!!"
With a throbbing sound, Li Mu raised the giant hammer in his hand and knocked it on the partridge sword on the bronze table. This hammer shook the entire bronze table, and the partridge sword shook even more. Jumped up.
"Dang!!!"
Li Mu repeatedly used hammers, and his two arms continued to fall like inexhaustible strength. Each hammer dropped would shake the bronze table. This time, it was more than twenty hammers.
As time passed, Li Mu's footsteps across the river quietly moved. He kept changing positions and hitting the partridge sword. The whole person was like a ghost, and the speed was so fast. He hit the partridge every time he fell. Different positions of the sword.
With the passing of time, everyone onlookers was stunned. Is this still a human? How can it be possible to have such a speed while holding a pair of such heavy hammers, I can hardly imagine it, it is innate The existence of realm can't do it, let alone Li Mu is just an existence of acquired realm.
"Boom!!!"
The bronze table finally collapsed completely with an explosion, and it was broken into seven or eight pieces, but even then Li Mu didn't give up, he hooked his foot and threw the partridge sword into the air while his legs With a hard kick, the whole person jumped.
"Dang!!! Dang!!!"
Li Mu's double hammers were repeatedly swung in mid-air, and the partridge swords were struck by the double hammers.
"Wow!!! Sister Caiqing, what are you doing!"
At this moment, two young female disciples of Jinyuzong walked in outside the gate of Zhubingge. One of them was dressed in white and the other was wearing yellow dresses. They were both an outer disciple of Jinyuzong and an inner disciple. disciple.
The girl who was speaking was a girl in white. She pointed with a horrified face at Li Mu who was leaping into the air to temper the partridge sword.
The girl in the yellow dress is extremely beautiful, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, slender waist and long hair. She happened to see Li Mu casting soldiers in mid-air under the instructions of the woman in white. She immediately became interested in her and her white clothes. The girl walked over.
"It's a bit close, Mu kid, you must get rid of the impurities, so that you can achieve the best fit for the vitality, dance and split the wind!"
Huntian's excitement sounded in Li Mu's mind, as if it was not Li Mu who was casting soldiers, but himself.
Li Mu landed, his arms bulged and a hammer hit the partridge sword that just fell. The terrifying force drove the partridge sword flying out. The Li Mu who had just hit the hammer did not stay there. In a flash, he came to the front of the shot direction of the partridge sword. Before he waited for the partridge sword to land, he slammed it down again with a hammer.
A shocking scene appeared. Li Mu's body shape kept changing position. After hitting a hammer here, he immediately came to the other side and took the partridge sword, and then swung the hammer again.
Li Muru is a crazy demon whose body speed has reached its limit. Many people around him can't help but wipe their eyes. They can't believe that what is happening before them is real.
The partridge sword danced in mid-air under Li Mu's repeated hammers, constantly changing its position, but it just didn't land, because Li Mu didn't give it a chance to land.
"What a quick physical and martial arts, Xiao Yu, who is this person, how he is a disciple of the acquired realm, how to put on the costume of the inner disciple!"
The girl in the yellow dress looked at Li Mu, who was like a ghost, and couldn't help asking Xiang Xiang, who also looked like a demented woman in white.
The female disciple in white who was brought back to reality by the words of the girl in the yellow skirt shook her head. After thinking about it for a while, she said uncertainly: "Recently, I heard that a person in the acquired realm was taken by Elder Chi Yun as a named disciple. After following the rules of the sect, he will become an inner disciple before the day after tomorrow. It is very likely that this person is called... Li Mu! Yes, it is Li Mu!"
"Li Mu, that's him! It is said that he cut off Zhong Hao's trash arm not long ago. He really has some skills, but I didn't expect that he would be able to make soldiers!"
The girl in the yellow skirt frowned, looking at Li Mu's eyes without anger.
"Ah!!! Dang!!!"
Along with Li Mu's loud shout and a sharp sound, the partridge sword turned into a silver light and shot onto the collapsed bronze countertop.
"Whoo!"
Not half dull, the silver sword plunged straight in, and most of the sword was submerged in the bronze, so sharp.
"Good sword!! What a good sword!"
Seeing the partridge sword directly pierced the table made of bronze, there was a warm applause around.
Li Mu panted and put down the two sledgehammers in his hands. He walked to the collapsed bronze table and pulled out the partridge sword, and then put it into the snow-white quenched water.
"Ziz...Ziz..."
The uncooled partridge sword made a harsh sound after being put into the quenching water, and then a white mist appeared in the copper cylinder. This process is called quenching, and the cold liquid was used to make The weapon cools down, which makes the weapon body more solidified. .
Li Mu took up the partridge sword after the quenching was completed. The silver partridge sword was clearly different from the one before it was broken. The sword is three feet long and the hilt is one foot long. The whole body is shining with silver light. Look It looks gorgeous and dazzling.
"Ding!!!"
Li Mu flicked the body of the partridge sword with his fingers, and made a clear sound of sword hum.
"Longyin! This is the legendary voice of the dragony, my God, how can weapons of this level appear in front of my eyes! This is the ultimate goal of the caster, and he actually created one. A sword that can utter the sound of dragons!"
The knowledgeable caster exclaimed in disbelief. As he said this, he immediately caused a sensation. These outer disciples who made a living by casting soldiers all the year naturally knew Long Yin. What does the sword represent is the ultimate realm of ordinary soldiers.
The reason why Fanbing is called Fanbing is because it has no special effects except for its flexibility, sharpness, and hardness.
Above the mortal soldier is the Lingbao, which can only be refined by the strong in the realm of supernatural powers. This is a well-known thing in the cultivation world, so the title of caster mostly refers to the people who refine mortal soldiers. There are naturally many people who can refine Lingbao, and that kind of existence is called a refiner.
In the world of founding soldiers, mortal soldiers are roughly divided into ten grades, ranging from one to ninth grade. Above the ninth grade, it is also called the best mortal soldier, also called semi-lingbao. As the name suggests, it is Lingbao. The most powerful weapon, these Li Mu are all known from Hun Tiankou.
"Good boy, this sword has been recast by you, and it has reached the pinnacle of the eighth rank, but unfortunately, it is so short of the 9th rank. If it is not for the material of the body, the conditions are a bit crude. Maybe it can go to the next level!"
Huntian said in Li Mu's mind with a little regret. Although he was a little regretful, he was still very pleased in his heart. He didn't expect Li Mu to be so talented in casting soldiers. The first time he cast a weapon, he made a Pieces of eight rank soldiers.
"Rank eight! That's not bad. Didn't you say that the partridge sword was not even the fifth grade before it was recast. Now that it has been upgraded three levels, I am very satisfied."
Li Mu secretly replied that being able to cast eighth rank mortal soldiers is already the biggest encouragement for him, even if it is mainly based on Huntian’s guidance, and the perfect cooperation of the flurry of splitting wind hammer and crossing the river. , But it was the first time he did it after all, and he was very happy inside.
"Brother, it's really amazing. This sword's brilliance is exposed. It looks good at first glance. Can you please open our eyes to see what rank this sword has reached?"
An outside disciple said excitedly.
The true essence in Li Mu's body was surging, injected into the partridge sword in his hand, and the partridge sword burst out with a strong silver light.
"Eight Pinnacle!"
After experiencing it, Li Mu excitedly said the grade of the partridge sword.
The quality test of weapons is mainly based on the fit with the true element. The higher the fit, the greater the power it can exert. After injecting the true element, Li Mu found that the true element fit reached 80%. , Nearly 90% of the appearance, but still a tiny bit short, immediately knew its true rank.
"What!!! Eighth product!"
"This is impossible, how can it be possible to reach Rank 8!"
"Brother Luohu, who is known as the strongest caster of Inner Sect, can only cast 7th rank ordinary soldiers!"
"Yeah, it is said that once a lot of materials were wasted, and it took five days and five nights to cast a handful of ordinary soldiers that had just reached the eighth rank. It is said that it was mixed with many weapons to improve the quality. The results can only be achieved by supporting materials!"
"Brother, can you test it and let us see how it is?"
A caster made suggestions.
"Test grade? How to test? Is it possible for everyone to try it out, sorry, I'm not interested!"
Li Mu didn't want to waste too much time, so he immediately refused.
"This is easy. You can know its rank by hitting the gong outside the door with a sword."
It was Zhou Xianguan who was speaking. As soon as he finished speaking, he won everyone’s approval. Then Li Mu walked out of the Zhubing Pavilion surrounded by everyone, and came to the gate, two in front of the Zhubing Pavilion. A large bronze gong over two meters long is hung on each side.
The gong looks very simple and simple, it seems to have suffered the vicissitudes of the years, and there are many sword marks on the surface.
"How to test this?"
Looking at the huge bronze gong in front of him, Li Mu was a little at a loss. Before he came, he saw these two big bronze gongs, but he didn't know what they were doing.
"It's simple, the brother injects true essence, and he can know his rank by slashing with all his strength."
"Yes! After the last blow, watch the tester's gong ring a few times. If it rings eight times, it will be an eighth product."
Seeing that Li Mu didn't understand the function of the gong for surveying soldiers, an outside disciple quickly explained.
Li Mu did not drag, the partridge sword in his hand burst out with a bright silver light, and then a sword struck the survey gong.