"In that case, Mother Earth, are you going to do it or not?" Heaven Duke asked.
Mother Earth gritted her teeth. "If I do it, there will be no place for me in Xuandu. Jojin Of Gojoseon will definitely hunt me down and make sure I have nowhere to go! Your goal in saving me is to use me to get rid of Heaven's power in Xuandu! "
Heaven Duke looked at her and said, "After you do it, I'll lend you West Deity's Soil of Breath."
Mother Earth's murderous aura surged as she said sternly, "I'll do it!"
Qin Mu and Ling Yuxiu separated and returned to the manufacturing factory. Village Chief, Apothecary, Madam Si, Cripple, Old Ma, and Deaf had already arrived. The Butcher contacted them, and they came through the teleportation gates built in each city.
Now that Yankang was rich, all kinds of materials were shipped from all the heavens to be forged into divine weapons and spirit pills in Yankang. It was more than enough to support the teleportation gates in each city.
The elders of Disabled Elderly Village gathered, and it was lively again. Mute had already sorted out the materials and prepared them according to everyone's techniques and divine arts.
Yankang forged divine weapons for Heaven, and they were all standard divine weapons. The manufacturing factories made them like flowing water, and each factory was in charge of one or two processes.
As the strongest heavenly craftsmen and formation masters in Yankang, Mute and Blind forged them personally, so it was naturally no small matter.
Village Chief wanted a sword with a scabbard and not a sword pellet. The Butcher wanted two divine knives. Madam Si's divine weapon was a Dao wheel that could carry her Great Dao divine art. Old Ma only wanted a monk staff, and Cripple wanted a pair of gloves and boots.
Deaf wanted a brush and inkstone, Apothecary wanted a pill furnace, and Blind wanted to train his Divine Spear Long Tuo. As for Mute, he wanted to forge a new furnace and iron hammer.
Qin Mu was observing from the side. While Village Chief was forging Village Chief's sword, Village Chief was sitting at the side and executing his Sword Dao divine arts. Runes of Sword Dao flew around, and Blind used his formation to solidify his Sword Dao divine arts into microscopic runes. They were then hammered into the sword embryo by Mute's huge hammer!
Qin Mu looked carefully. In the divine gold of Ancestral Court, the microscopic divine gold particles were imprinted with the tiniest sword dao runes. It was amazing.
This kind of tempering path had microscopic algebra, microscopic engraving, microscopic formation skills, microscopic runes, and microscopic forging. Only a heavenly worker and formation master who had cultivated their Dao to the extreme could complete it!
Even for an existence like the Village Chief, in order to refine such a divine weapon, he would need to expend a large amount of Yuan Qi, energy, and consciousness. His essence, energy, and spirit would have to be fused into his own divine weapon.
Only by fusing his spirit with the Divine Weapon would he be able to maximize the power of the Divine Weapon!
During the refinement process, Village Chief's vital qi was exhausted, his energy was drained, and his consciousness was empty. He had no choice but to rest a few times before he could continue.
Blind said, "If it's intermittent like this, I'm afraid the divine sword won't be able to be completed in one go. It will affect the power of this divine sword."
Qin Mu immediately got Dragon Unicorn to bring over the Bottle of Flask World and took out some Hongmeng primordial liquid to distribute to everyone. This allowed Village Chief to recover quickly.
Mute took a look at the Hongmeng primordial liquid and said resolutely, "Mu 'er, get more water for tempering!"
Qin Mu jumped in shock and had a headache. However, he still gritted his teeth and got Dragon Unicorn to take out more Hongmeng primordial liquid to give to Mute so he could use it to temper the divine sword.
Village Chief's sword was the most exquisite piece of art. There was no room for mistakes. The power of the divine sword that was refined would even far surpass Village Chief's own power!
Qin Mu observed for a long time and gained a lot from it.
He was the one who had founded microscopic algebra, but microscopic formations, microscopic carvings, microscopic imprints, microscopic forging, and microscopic runes were all founded and developed by Yankang.
Back then, the leaders of Yankang's reform saw the future of microscopic algebra and fought to research it. Today, they finally had many achievements!
Village Chief's divine sword took over ten days to forge and consumed a large amount of Hongmeng primordial liquid before it was finally refined!
When the divine sword was refined, the tens of thousands of divine weapons in the manufacturing factories on both sides of Mud River hummed in unison and trembled endlessly!
When Village Chief grabbed the sword, the humming of the ten thousand weapons became even more intense.
He steadied his mind and was about to pull the divine sword out of its sheath when Blind hurriedly stopped him. "The king of ten thousand weapons, its power is even stronger than yours. The first time it's unsheathed, the divine sword will definitely establish its might! Go outside and draw the sword further away from here. The divine weapons in the manufacturing factories on both sides of the river won't be able to withstand the power of the divine sword. "
Village Chief walked out of the manufacturing factory, and everyone rushed out as well. They were indescribably excited.
Village Chief drew the sword to verify whether their hard work during this period of time wasn't in vain. It was also to verify the results of Yankang's reform in the past ten years!
Village Chief was about to draw the sword when Blind frowned. "Go further away."
Village Chief rose into the air and left the manufacturing factories on both sides of the river. "How about here?"
Mute raised his voice and said, "A little further."
Village Chief was helpless and could only continue to rise. "How about here?"
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