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PS: Read the exclusive story behind 《Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation》, listen to more suggestions for the novel, follow the official account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - type qdread), and tell me secretly! In the past, because Li Yao grew up in the Artifact Graveyard, the harsh living environment had shaped a relatively extreme character.
Like a ferocious vulture, the first choice he made when encountering a situation was the most extreme method.
But after three months of trekking, seeing so many magnificent and vast sceneries, and meeting so many people with stories, Li Yao's mind had unknowingly become more open.
In addition, after swallowing a large amount of Ou Yezi's memory fragments, his temperament had become more mature. He didn't seem like an impulsive ten-year-old boy, but more like an adult who had experienced several years in society.
This didn't mean that he had given up his principles as a person, but he was no longer so full of himself.
In the past, Li Yao was like a ferocious vulture; now, Li Yao was like an eagle that was about to spread its wings and take flight.
The vulture — hibernated in his heart.
Recalling the bits and pieces of the past three months, Li Yao skillfully dismantled the wooden oxen. Now, these uncomplicated civilian artifacts were as simple as toys in his hands. Like a skilled butcher dismembering an ox, the metal puppet beasts turned into a large pile of parts. After cleaning, removing rust, trimming, oiling, and other procedures, they were reassembled.
"Moo! Moo! "The iron ox sang loudly.
"Meh! Meh! Meh! "The bronze goat that could spin by itself let out a cheerful cry.
"Woof woof! Woof woof! Woof woof woof woof! " The tin wolfdog that was missing a leg had a wheel installed on it to replace its hind leg by Li Yao. It madly ran around the children, shaking its hollow iron tail, making "huala huala" sounds.
"Wow …"
The villagers had never seen such a miraculous maintenance technique. Compared to Li Yao, the two old magical equipment maintenance technicians in town were simply as stupid as shoe repairmen. Everyone in the village was gathered on the grain-sunning field. They were all shocked by Li Yao's lightning-fast skills, and they were all so astonished that they couldn't close their mouths.
The repaired wooden oxen galloped happily towards its owner. The masters were naturally beaming with joy.
As for some of the metal puppet beasts, they were unable to be repaired due to excessive wear and tear on their key parts. Their owners couldn't help but frown and feel depressed.
Li Yao thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, everyone. I'll think of something. After all, it is a piece of civil magical equipment with low requirements on the strength and precision of the components. Why don't we — "
He carefully searched among the wooden oxen that could not be repaired and found a big iron ox that was so broken that it was about to rust into a lump of iron.
Li Yao took it apart. He explained to the villagers, "This big iron ox is really too broken. There is simply no way to repair it. I'll take it apart and find some spare components. Is that okay?"
"It's okay, Little Master Li. This big iron ox is already so rusty that no one would want it even if you sold it as scrap iron. You can do whatever you want. Repair one ox at a time. We've already repaired so many oxen. We're already very satisfied! "The village chief laughed. The hammer made the final decision.
Li Yao faintly smiled. He placed one of the big iron ox's leg bones on the iron felt and raised the hammer high.
"What is Little Master Li doing?"
"Is he going to forcefully hammer a lump of iron into a component that can be directly used?"
"It can't be. Even the gods can't do such a thing!"
The villagers were discussing spiritedly. They were extremely curious. Even the children with snot dripping down their noses were squeezed between the legs of the adults. They stared blankly at Li Yao.
"Kekekeke!"
The entire village was silent. Only the old hens on the grain-sunning field did not understand the situation and were still singing loudly.
Li Yao took a deep breath. Ou Yezi's memory fragments crazily rotated in the depths of his brain. The countless days and nights he spent in the Hundred Smelting Clan's iron-forging room turned into a colorful brilliance that poured into his limbs and bones.
In the blink of an eye, Li Yao seemed to have been possessed by a god. The thick and black iron hammer in his hand actually let out a dragon roar similar to that of a high-grade flying sword. An invisible ripple spread out in the air.
A few villagers nearby felt a gust of wind blow against their faces. Their hair was blown into a mess. A child simply cried out.
Just as the villagers blinked, Li Yao moved!
His right hand turned into a black shadow. It strangely made a circle in the air and fiercely smashed on the iron felt!
"Boom!"
A dazzling spark burst out between the hammer and the iron felt. The roar unexpectedly carried a lingering sound, like the sound of an ancient temple bell. It shook everyone's eardrums and made them buzz.
Many villagers could not help but cover their ears.
"Boom!"
The lingering sound of the first collision had not yet dissipated. The hammer once again turned into a black python, and from another tricky angle, it smashed on the iron felt. Once again, the sound of an ancient temple bell was produced.
The two vibrations, one in front and one behind, overlapped and attacked the crowd like stormy waves.
This time, even the strongest villagers could not help but cover their ears. All the children burst into tears.
"What's going on? It's not like we haven't seen iron before. How can it make such a loud sound? "
"Wow, look, Little Master Li's speed is so fast. A hammer that weighs dozens of kilograms is like a chopstick in his hand!"
"Fast, too fast. I can't see clearly how many hammers he smashed. I can only see a black shadow all over the sky!"
All the villagers covered their ears, widened their eyes, and shouted at the top of their lungs.
But no one heard anyone else's voice. Everyone was immersed in the boundless shock.
Li Yao seemed to be unaware.
He was not affected by the deafening roar, nor was he disturbed by the onlookers' exclamations.
Once he entered the working state, his entire mind entered a kind of ethereal state where he forgot everything.
His eyes seemed to be dignified as he stared at the iron felt all the time.
But if one looked carefully, the deepest part of his pupils contained a faint faintness, as if a strand of his soul was not here, but in the Hundred Smelting Clan's forging room from 40000 years ago!
One hammer, another hammer, and another hammer. At first, Li Yao still consciously controlled his movements. He displayed the "One Hundred and Eight Hands Chaos Gale Hammer Technique" one after another.
But as the forging process sped up, his speed also became faster and faster. Waving the hammer was no longer a conscious action, it became as natural as breathing. In the end, his arms completely turned into two black rays of light. They shrouded the entire iron felt. Everyone could only hear a series of airtight "Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom" sounds. They could not see his movements clearly.
Suddenly, all the movements stopped.
A bald hammer was thrown out. The head of the hammer turned red, as if it had just been smelted at a high temperature. It emitted a scorching heat.
"Change the hammer!" Li Yao glared and shouted.
Because of the countless fierce bombardments that had occurred in a short period of time, the temperature of the hammer had risen to an extremely high level. It could not be used anymore.
Seeing such a marvelous performance, the villagers all let out an "Ah!". They were horrified.
The village's blacksmith hurriedly handed over a new hammer. Li Yao weighed it in his hand and fiercely threw it out again!
In a short half an hour, Li Yao changed a total of five hammers. Finally —
"It's done!"
Li Yao threw away the scalding hammer, shook his hands that were full of bloody blisters and trembling nonstop, and admired his masterpiece with satisfaction.
The villagers swarmed forward, opened their eyes wide and carefully observed. They discovered that there were several parts of different shapes on the iron felt. There was also a small mountain of parts on the ground!
A rusty iron bull had been forcibly forged into hundreds of magical equipment components by Li Yao. This was the power of the Hundred Smelting Clan's forging techniques from forty thousand years ago!
The village's blacksmith came over with a precision measuring magical equipment. The magical equipment emitted a red light, and every part was scanned in all directions.
"It really came out! Although the precision is a bit worse than the original, it's completely acceptable for a civilian magical equipment! "
After the grizzled old blacksmith read the data on the measuring magical equipment, he jumped up in surprise and joy.
For a moment, the crowd erupted into a tsunami of exclamations.
"Little Master Li is too amazing. Just by relying on a hammer, he was able to forge hundreds of parts?"
"Of course. Little Master Li is a university student! "
"So what if he's a university student? Isn't our family's third son a university student? Look at his stupid appearance! "
"How is that the same? Little Master Li went to a key university! "
Amidst the villagers' jubilation. The village chief, Old Tu, smiled as he invited Li Yao into his small courtyard.
"Little Master Li, this time, we really have to thank you. You've helped our village a great deal! "
"Village chief, I've repaired all the wooden oxen and horses that can be repaired. School is about to start, and I'm preparing to leave today to report to the Grand Desolate War Institution." Li Yao said with a smile.
"Okay, going to school is a big matter. We wish you a safe journey. Right, there's something here. If you don't find it too heavy, you can take it with you!"
The village chief dragged out a ragged cloth bag from under the bed with great difficulty. The thing inside was very heavy, and it made "squeaking" sounds as it rubbed against the cement floor.
The village chief carefully opened the cloth bag. Lying inside was a very strange-shaped metal lump. It was thin at the bottom and thick at the top. It even extended to both ends. It somewhat resembled a natural hammer.
"Huh?" Li Yao's eyes began to shine.
In Ou Yezi's memory fragments, the first technique he came in contact with was the 《One Hundred and Eight Hands Chaos-Gale Hammer Technique》.
And when he arrived at the Hundred Smelting Clan's smithing room, he came in contact with a hammer day and night.
It could be said that the hammer was the tool he was most familiar with.
And this strange-shaped natural hammer appeared to be neither gold nor iron. Its appearance was not astonishing, but it possessed a strange magic that made him reluctant to move his eyes away from it.
The village chief gasped for breath. He raised a spiritual energy lamp and shone it at the metal lump. He said with a smile, "Look!"
Li Yao narrowed his eyes. Everything in front of him was dark blue.
This metal lump was pitch-black and extremely ugly a moment ago. But as soon as it came in contact with the light source, its black surface was suffused with a touch of magnificent blue light. And in the depths of the blue light, there seemed to be twinkling starlight. It was like a huge piece of sapphire. It was extremely beautiful and breathtaking.
"Dark Star Rock?" Li Yao recognized it at a glance.
This material called Dark Star Rock was neither gold nor iron. It had the characteristics of both metal and rock. It was not a native material of the Tian Yuan Realm. It was a type of meteoric iron. It was not very rare, but it was generally the size of a baby's fist.
It was very rare to see such a large piece condensed together and formed the shape of a natural hammer.
The value of Dark Star Rock was not very high. Although this material was hard, its conductivity of spiritual energy was too poor. It was very difficult to refine into various magical equipment. It was equivalent to a piece of scrap iron.
Unless it was used to refine some magical equipment with very special uses, it was usually not used.
But for such a large piece of Dark Star Rock, the market price was still more than a hundred thousand.
Li Yao's eyes flashed. His breathing was a little hurried. He said excitedly, "Village Chief, what do you mean by this?" Follow ~ the Chinese network's official account (add friends on WeChat – add a public account – type qdread) and participate immediately! Everyone has a prize. Follow qdread's official account on WeChat right now!) (To be continued)
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