It was dawn and snowflakes floated in the sky again, but there was no snow in the mountain behind Huangjue Temple.

An Qisheng and the Three Seals walked towards the back mountain without any speed.

Huangjue Temple was originally built by several mountains. Although there are many temples, there are still some shadows of the original mountains.

One of them is the back mountain of Huangjue Temple, where weapons are refined.

clang! clang clang!......

It is still about a mile away from the back mountain, and there are already heat waves coming with the sound of gold and iron knocking.

An Qisheng looked from a distance and saw that the fireworks on the back mountain were rich, and the scorching sky was filled with mist, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and sulfur.

That mountain was originally a volcano.

"The place where soldiers are forged in the world is led by our Huangjue Temple and Wanjian Villa. Compared with the place where soldiers are forged in the Dafeng court, there is not much difference..."

The three seals sighed slightly:

"For more than a thousand years, I don't know how many divine weapons in the martial arts world have come from Ihuangjue Temple."

"It's really extraordinary for thousands of years to refine troops."

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

In his eyes, there was a strong sense of military force in the mountain behind Huangjue Temple, which was the imprint left by the creation and recasting of divine weapons.

Indelible and cannot be ignored.

These imprints seem useless, but in fact they are of great use for casting soldiers.

Just like ancient academies with a thousand-year-old literary atmosphere, they often give people a feeling of cleaning people's hearts. This is the meaning of war on the military field, which also has a great baptism for weapons.

"The little monk has been in charge of Zhubing Valley for many years and has built sixteen divine weapons with his own hands. Unfortunately, there are not one person who can truly survive the baptism of thunder and achieve the divine veins with his divine weapons."

Sanyin said and looked at An Qisheng:

"The Taoist priest is so strong that he is unparalleled in the world. Throughout history, I am afraid that no one can match him. However, thunder baptism is by no means easy. The Taoist priest must be careful, be careful."

Sanyin said it very sincerely.

The divine vein is the highest pursuit of the people in the martial arts world, and it is also the most dangerous level. He has condensed into the qi vein for many years, but he has not been promoted to the divine vein for a long time.

It is because this threshold is too dangerous.

Throughout history, I don’t know how many talented people of heaven fell before the divine vein.

"Thank you for your advice."

An Qisheng thanked him.

He had a good impression of this great monk.

Over the past three months, Huangjue Temple has indeed done its best, especially this great monk who has been traveling around many mining sites in Huangjue Temple for three months to get him all kinds of spiritual materials. He has to receive this intention.

If it were an ordinary sect, even if he was willing to accept the loss, he might not have done his best.

Even if he hid the top materials, he was not surprised at all.

It can only be said that one of the major sects that have been passed down for thousands of years does have their own unique features.

Of course, An Qisheng did not take advantage of it at all. He also paid for the gold and silver required for the materials. Thanks to Zhao Changying, he was not short of money.

However, all top materials are priceless, so he naturally takes advantage of them.

"The little monk also has selfish thoughts."

Sanyin smiled and said, "The Taoist master is a talented person. His qi and veins have rarely attacked the divine veins since ancient times, and he is even more almost nothing if he is not a soldier. If you can use the divine weapons I have created for you to be promoted to the divine veins, and even leave a name in history, it would be a waste of my years of casting soldiers!"

An Qisheng smiled and shook his head, looking at the misty breath of fireworks in the distance, his eyes were a little leisurely:

"But I don't know how the eight divine weapons in the legend look like."

In the Jiufu Realm, what he cared about the most was the eight gods and gods.

Speaking of the divine weapons of the heavenly beings, he remembered the sword of the king again.

Tong Zhengyang brought the King Quan Sword to break the realm and came to Xuanxing. It was a bit strange in this way, especially the King Quan Sword would consider itself as the main one.

He had many speculations in his mind, but unfortunately, he could only find out when he returned to Xuanxing.

"It has been more than seven hundred years since the divine weapons of heaven and man disappeared, but I don't know when they will reappear."

There is also a hint of yearning on the three seals:

"The divine weapons are refined and nourished, among which there are three points of refining and seven points of nourishing. The achievement of a divine weapon depends on the owner, not just on its material! The eight great divine weapons were not all cast by legendary materials at the beginning..."

As a military forging division, no one wants to see the gods and gods more than him.

Between the two of them talking.

Already approached Zhubing Valley.

The heat waves in the valley are rolling and are extremely hot. In the middle of winter, some monks nearby are only wearing close-fitting shorts. The monks who beat gold and iron in the valley are even more naked with their strong upper bodies.

An Qisheng's eyes moved.

These monks have introverted aura and strong body. They not only have excellent true energy cultivation, but also have a sensible body practice.

The martial arts skills of thousands of monks in the martial arts arena are much higher than those of the previous martial arts performance venue.

"Forging a soldier is also a practice."

As if she saw An Qisheng's curiosity, Sanyin explained:

"But I entered my Huangjue Temple, and I watched my mind and nature for three years, worked hard for three years, worked hard for my patience, read Buddhist scriptures for three years, read Buddhist scriptures for three years, learned my precepts for three years, and then I learned about my precepts for the monks' hall. Then I practiced martial arts for three years, and then I built my military valley to strengthen my body and temper my will..."

"I entered the temple at the age of six, and I'm already in my thirties at this point."

An Qi sighed in his heart.

The system of Huangjue Temple is not good, but it is safe. After these twenty-five years of hard work, it must be a calm person.

Although it is difficult to give birth to young geniuses because of the lack of understanding, they are undoubtedly the mainstay.

"I can't even stand up, so how can I teach people Buddhism?"

Three seals:

"I am very brave and fierce. How can I persuade people to put down the butcher knife?"

clang! clang! clang~~

With the sound of gold and iron knocking, the two walked into Zhubing Valley.

Under Zhubing Valley is indeed a volcano that is still active. The temperature inside is very high, which is because of a cold spring that has attracted from a distance. Otherwise, the temperature in it is so high that ordinary people will be burned to death as soon as they come in.

Many monks who hit the gold and iron were sweating profusely, and their bodies were as red as copper and iron cast.

In such an extreme environment, it is a great test for the human body. Not only does the horizontal practice progress extremely quickly, but the internal strength of the true qi is also in an extremely active state at all times.

If you really have a hard time here for three years, you will gain even more than ten years of hard work outside.

The more you go, the lower you get, the higher the temperature will be. The real place for the war is in the volcano.

When he arrived here, An Qisheng's body felt a sense of heat, and Monk Sanyin had already supported his true energy.

Going down to the last step, you will see a sea of ​​rolling red fireworks.

In the sea of ​​fire, there is a huge cold iron platform with a length and width of hundreds of feet.

There is always a saying in the world that one pound of cold iron is one ounce of gold. Although it is exaggerated, it can also be seen that the cold iron is precious. This platform uses more than tens of millions of pounds of cold iron?

Apart from Huangjue Temple, which has been open for thousands of years, I am afraid no one can do such a big deal.

At this time, more than a dozen old monks were smacking irons wearing only a pair of animal skin shorts on the platform.

The old monks were probably different from the Three Seals, and their muscles were strong and their muscles were angry. They held up scary hammers and hit the strange metals under the slap of the splashing magma fire points.

The existence of the Qi and Meridian Network is enough to support people to act as usual in an extremely cruel environment, which is difficult for a simple body to do.

Of course, this does not include An Qisheng today.

With his physique at this time, he might not be able to take a bath in the magma, but it is no big problem to swim.

If you dissect it, you will find that his membrane at this time is different from the composition of human skin, flesh, muscles, and bones under the penetration and interweaving of the qi and veins.

Any muscle fiber is much tougher than steel bars.

"Senior Brother Sanyin! Taoist Master Wang Quan!"

Seeing the two of them, an old monk put down his hammer and walked towards him.

The old monk is named Sanmu, and is the junior brother of Sanyin. He has not left Zhubing Valley for many years and has been making irons almost every day.

The old monk gave a bow and shouted:

"Senior Brother! The gun body has been fired, I'll wait for you!"

The gun body is not difficult to build, especially when An Qisheng has no requirements for the gun body except toughness, it has been built long ago.

Only the gun tip, whether it is the selection of materials, heat, strength, or sudden fire, it is extremely difficult.

It is the hardest to build.
To be continued...