Right now, Song Hetong no longer looked like a master. She started bickering with Tang Ao.
"Alright, let's not talk anymore. The cold spring is here. Hurry up."
"Let me remind you one more time. The bow you want to make is not an ordinary one. It will cause the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth to rumble. When that happens, there might be a God's Tribulation. You have to be mentally prepared. "Song Hetong reminded him seriously.
"There's a God's Tribulation?" Tang Ao was a little surprised. He didn't think there would be so many problems when he wanted to make a bow.
"That's right. When a God Weapon descends into the world, it must absorb a lot of spiritual energy from the surroundings. When it reaches a certain level, it will resonate with the Dao of Heaven and Earth. At the same time, it will be baptized by the God's Tribulation. If the transformation is successful, it will become a real God Weapon. If it fails, all of our previous efforts will be wasted. It will become an advanced God Weapon or even be blasted into dust by the God's Tribulation. "
"So you have to be mentally prepared. If the God's Tribulation is over, all of our previous efforts will be wasted."
"Then will there be a God's Tribulation when I train?" Tang Ao asked.
"Of course there will be. According to the ancient books, as long as a person's strength reaches a level where he can resonate with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, he will be able to attract a God's Tribulation." Song Hetong recalled and told Tang Ao everything she knew.
"Resonate with the Dao of Heaven and Earth? That's still too far away. What do I need to prepare for refining later? "Tang Ao threw aside all distracting thoughts and asked.
"Later, when I'm forging, you just need to protect me and take care of the odd jobs. I'll handle the hammer. You don't have to worry. " At this moment, Song Hetong's aura was sharp. She had an irresistible aura. Her demeanor of a master had once again descended.
Song Hetong first ordered her disciples to carry out eight boxes of orange life stones and buried them in eight corners of the workshop. Then, she took out a strangely shaped hammer.
The hammer's horn was black and had the size of a head and a small body. On its surface, there were some golden veins that looked like some kind of script.
"This is my treasure, the Eight-Faced Mountain Zhen Hammer. All the God Weapons that made me famous were made with this hammer." As Song Hetong spoke, she caressed Da Chui's body as if she was caressing a lover. Her eyes were filled with love and memories of the past.
"Go and control the fire first. Don't make it too hot. It's fine as long as it can burn the Black Gold red." Song Hetong instructed.
Tang Ao did not say anything else. He obediently squatted down beside the boiler and began to circulate the 'Breath Holding Formula' in a practiced manner. He pulled the bellows back and forth, and soon, the boiler was burning with flames.
Song Hetong called another two disciples over, and the three of them held a sledgehammer and stared at the blazing Black Gold in the boiler. The light from the fire was reflected in the trio's eyes, and it was as if their fighting spirit had been ignited.
The palms of the two disciples, who were holding the hammers, were sweating from time to time. To these two young refiners, being able to participate in the forging of a divine artifact was something that they could brag about for the rest of their lives.
Under everyone's fiery gazes, the pitch-black surface of the black gold began to turn bright red. After being pushed and pulled by Tang Ao dozens of times, it finally became as incandescent as the sun.
"Alright! Hammer! " Song Hetong ordered. She took out two of the larger pieces from the ten and placed them on the anvil. One of the disciples clamped the Black Gold, and Song Hetong and the other disciple looked for an opportunity to hammer the Black Gold.
"Ding, ding, dang, dang!"
The hammering sounds rose and fell, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, like a drizzle and then a downpour; sometimes light, sometimes heavy, like the smoke signal and the battle spear.
Under the hammering like a storm, the Black Gold became even purer, and the impurities continuously turned into sparks. The shape of the Black Gold also gradually changed from a round block to a deformed shape.
Song Hetong had told Tang Ao about the forging process of the bow. Disassembling and forging each part, and finally, forging them together again could save time and avoid some unnecessary troubles.
Tang Ao had the time to look at the master and disciples trampling on the Black Gold, as if they were kneading clay figurines. They were dumbfounded as they forged the Black Gold into the shape they wanted.
"This shape, it looks like the part that holds the bow." Tang Ao took out the Tiger Bone Flood Dragon Bow that he had exchanged his contribution points for, and compared it with the model that was gradually taking shape in front of him.
The Tiger Bone Flood Dragon Bow was only a Spiritual Treasure level bow, which could withstand up to thirty thousand jins of force. But to burst out the power of the Sun Shooting Arrow Spirit, it needed at least fifty thousand jins of force. Otherwise, the Sun Shooting Arrow Spirit would just be a toy, and its deterrent power would be less than one-tenth of its full power. It could only be used to beat small birds, and occasionally scare people.
"Huh?" Tang Ao was attracted by the way Song Hetong and her disciple wielded the hammer. The sledgehammer drew a circular arc in the air, and then accurately hit the Black Gold. "So that's how it is, they use the strength of their waist to drive the sledgehammer, and then throw it in an arc to offset the remaining force of the sledgehammer, while at the same time accumulating strength to hit."
After imitating it a few times, Tang Ao gradually gained some insight, "Both the axe and the hammer are heavy weapons that can break through the defense, so using the hammer, I can also use the axe." Immediately, Tang Ao revealed the World Dominating Axe Spirit, and without injecting any Yuan Qi, he simply swung it in the air. At the same time, he imitated Song Hetong and her disciple, and used his waist to exert strength.
After increasing the temperature of the stove, Tang Ao once again practiced. It looked easy, but it was difficult to do. The axe was cumbersome, and when he swung it, his center of gravity would be affected, and his body would inevitably sway along with it. Moreover, the trajectory would be awkward, and it would be extremely difficult to swing the axe.
After trying a few times, Tang Ao slowly grasped the main points, and the trajectory of the axe became more smooth. His body's movements also became more coordinated, and he exerted strength from his waist to forcefully swing the axe. His lower body was stable, as if it was rooted.
And as the speed of the axe increased, it also brought about an increase in strength. After spinning a few dozen times, Tang Ao roughly estimated that if he swung the axe, he would not need to use the 《Nine Layered Wave Axe》 and the 《Heaven Moving Meridian Diagram》. Just by relying on his body, he would be able to reach the strength of eighty thousand jins, which was the power of four elemental forces!
"Three hundred and sixty-five elements, there are indeed many ways, and I need to use my heart to comprehend them. It is not something that can be experienced by sitting on a dry mountain. No wonder the elites of the Dragon and Phoenix Rankings all like to travel in the secular world. Traveling ten thousand miles is like reading ten thousand books. "Tang Ao sighed with emotion, and secretly planned to continue traveling in the secular world after he was done with the inner sect examination.
While pondering, Song Hetong and the other two had already finished forging the grip, which was an important part of the bow, and took out a fist-sized piece of black gold to forge. Under the heavy hammer strikes that were as dense as raindrops, the black gold was stretched into a long strip. One end was thick, and the other end was thin. It was the two parts of the bow that exerted strength.
Tang Ao continued to squat by the stove, and continuously blew air to add charcoal, and controlled the temperature of the pot. At the same time, he carefully observed the way Song Hetong and her disciple moved the hammer, and perfected his own understanding.
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