Chapter 1083 Agarwood From the Sword
The courtyard is located on the top of Wanhun Mountain, with a special status. Although it is seriously dissatisfied with the troublemaker, there is no trouble for monks to come to find Sun Hao.
The monks who are qualified to go up know that Sun Hao is practicing a very strange forging technique, so naturally they will not disturb Sun Hao.
Without the restraint of human beings, the troublemakers became more and more lawless.
After ten years of forging a sword, the aloes are shown by the king.
In the tenth year, the sound of Sun Hao's forging has clearly spread throughout Wanhun Mountain.
The sound is not loud, but every corner of Wanhun Mountain can be heard clearly.
The sound of ear exercises can help people quickly settle down and calm down.
The old man who was not drunk even fell asleep to the sound of forging.
After the tenth year, Sun Hao's forging sound began to change.
Dang, dang, dang... Amidst the rhythmic voice, the monk found that his practice would be interrupted for no reason.
Especially for monks who practice spells, every "dang" sound, as long as the spell is not completed, they will be interrupted involuntarily.
The not-so-loud sound of forging seems to be able to cut off the river and interrupt some movements of the monks.
Fortunately, the sound of the forging is not lethal, it is very peaceful, although it will interrupt the cultivation of the monks, but it will not have any negative impact on the monks.
In the first half month, almost all the monks hated this kind of forging, and they gritted their teeth at the people who forged iron from the bottom of their hearts.
Even Man Shenghu couldn't help frowning slightly. Sun Hao's training like this might affect the cultivation progress of the disciples of Wanhun Mountain.
However, after half a month, people from all over Wanhun Mountain were full of praise for the sound of forging.
The reason was Xia Chuan. He found out from the sound of the forging that if the monk could get stuck in the rhythm of the forging, and then practice spells according to the rhythm. Especially when controlling sword spells, this rhythm is simply a cheating tool to speed up the casting speed.
In two or three days, flying swords could be seen flying around in Wanhun Mountain, and many flying swords were spinning endlessly.
The proficiency of many monks' sword control has risen rapidly.
There are also many monks whose spellcasting proficiency has also risen rapidly. They found that as long as the rhythm of forging is right. During the casting process, one can gain spellcasting experience without compromising one's true energy. It's like practicing spells continuously.
The Wanhun Mountain is boiling, this is the powerful monk helping everyone to practice.
Seize the opportunity and practice your spells hard.
However, two months later, the style of the forging sound on Wanhun Mountain suddenly changed.
Still unhurried. It was still light forging, but this time, all the monks felt the boundless sharp breath from the sound of forging.
It seems that there is a peerless divine sword on Wanhun Mountain, piercing the sky with sharp sharpness.
Every strike gave the cultivator a feeling of surging blood, about to soar into the sky.
It is impossible to cast spells, and neither is An Anxin to practice.
Only this time. No monk blamed the forging sound, but almost all the monks were wondering how this strange forging sound would help them.
Finally, Wanhun Mountain opened the arena in the cloud.
The passionate monks rushed to the ring one after another. Find someone to compete with.
In this competition, the unique effect of sharp forging was displayed.
The extremely sharp forging sound can help people break through their own bottlenecks in battle with incomparable vigor.
Even Jindan monks are no exception.
A one-soul monk who had been stuck in the early stage of Jindan for decades, after three days and three nights of fighting with his brothers in the arena in the cloud, let out a long cry, then looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, with tears streaming down his face. Aim at the top of Wanhun Mountain in the air, fall to the ground and worship, after three knocks and nine bows. Go through the air and consolidate your cultivation.
Three days later. There was news that this Jindan senior had successfully broken the bottleneck, advanced to the middle stage of Jindan, and transformed into a second soul.
There was an uproar in Wanhun Mountain.
After more than a month, the arena battle in the cloud continued.
There are indeed quite a few monks who, amidst the sound of forging that is sharp enough to penetrate the sky, broke through suddenly, like senior brothers of Jindan, after bowing down, they went back to consolidate their cultivation.
During the two months, many monks benefited.
Even some out-of-town monks who had encountered a bottleneck also came here after hearing the news, and got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
However, before more monks rushed back, the sound of forging on Wanhun Mountain changed again.
This time, the monk felt only one "heavy".
The clear sound of forging is very light and soft.
But after passing it into the ears, the monks felt like a thousand weights, how heavy is it? That is, monks feel that they are struggling.
For a monk with a slightly lower level of cultivation, if he listened to the sound of forging with his heart, he must be panting on the bed.
It's just that the sound of forging at this time is optional. If you don't want to hear it, just do other things with your heart, and the sound of forging will naturally be filtered out.
On Wanhun Mountain, the monks are all carefully selected outstanding people. Although they have not been able to see the help of the "heavy" beating in a short period of time, most of the monks still insist on choosing to listen to the "heavy" beating, and try to learn from it. Find what works for you.
On Wanhun Mountain, there seemed to be a huge mountain that was pressed down.
Every monk who listened attentively to the sound of the forging felt that he was firmly suppressed, a little short of breath and inconvenient to move.
The rhythm of the entire Wanhun Mountain seems to have become heavier and slower amidst the sound of forging.
After the two monks met, it was slow motion.
You will see a monk bow slowly, and then say slowly: "I have seen, I have, master, brother..."
Then, the monk on the opposite side would return the salute slowly, and said word by word: "You, also, listen, yes, ah..."
If the other party continued with a few words such as "each other, each other", the bystanders must be anxious for them.
Under the tremendous pressure, every monk who listened felt that it was difficult to move, and felt that his body seemed to have become extremely heavy.
Gradually, some monks found that in the heavy state, their spiritual consciousness, that is, willpower, was still running at a high speed, not only could they think normally, but also had a feeling of slowing down time.
Xia Chuan was the first to react, and ran to the Enlightenment Wall, and after handing over the credits respectfully, he began to comprehend.
Good guy, he really understood a stone wall.
Xia Chuan is not the only smart person.
Slowly, in front of the wall of enlightenment. Overwhelmed.
Then Enlightenment Bi became busy like never before, emitting a blue light from time to time to shine on the monks, and another monk came to enlightenment.
On the wall of Enlightenment, there are amazing inheritances.
Being able to realize a stone wall is often beneficial for a lifetime.
Immediately, the entire Wanhun Mountain moved slowly, and the monks ran slowly to the wall of enlightenment under the heavy pressure of the mountain. Seek opportunities.
According to the law of the sound of forging, the time for "heavy" beating should only be two months. This is a rare opportunity and must not be missed.
The business of the old man who is not drunk is unprecedentedly optimistic.
There are many monks, and they supervise each other. But none of the monks reneged on their debts.
In the past, when monks realized the Dao, it was not bad for one of the thousand cultivators to gain something, but in the "heavy" beating, if this kind of income is promoted to the terrifying level, one of the hundreds of cultivators must realize the Tao.
Some enlightened monks laughed loudly after enlightenment, and went away to listen. Concentrate on digesting what you have gained from enlightenment.
But more monks are still listening.
two months.
The entire Wanhun Mountain passed by in a flash under the peculiar "heavy" and slow phenomenon.
On the top of Wanhun Mountain, on Sun Hao's face, at this moment. The ancient well was as calm as a stone carving, his eyes were closed, and his hands seemed to be effortlessly waving the drum beating hammer mechanically.
Forge a sword in ten years.
Agarwood is shown by the king.
At this time, it is a success.
Suddenly, Sun Hao opened his eyes.
A pair of eyes were as bright as stars, looking at the hammer in his hand.
Then, the entire Wanhun Mountain. Its incomparably heavy forging sound suddenly stopped.
All the monks felt a sudden sinking in their hearts, and their bodies couldn't help falling down, as if they were under a huge pressure.
A phantom of a gigantic iron hammer. It appeared on the top of Wanhun Mountain and fell from the sky. As it fell, it became smaller and smaller, and finally fell silently into a courtyard.
when……
It was still a sound, a soft sound of forging came into the ears.
The light forging sound was like a stone breaking a mirror. Everyone felt that a layer of invisible shackles on their bodies was broken with the sound, and the heavy pressure on their bodies was broken like a broken mirror.
when...boom...
The world was stunned.
On Ten Thousand Souls Mountain, seven-color rays of light shot up into the sky, a sword sound resounded through the sky, and a stream of light, like a swimming dragon, was flying and circling among the seven-color rays of light, colorful butterflies were flying, and a hundred birds were singing together.
Flowing light shuttled, and swords blew bursts.
A young monk soared into the sky, his blue shirt fluttering, his hair flying, his eyes like stars, rushing through the air, the dragon opened his arms.
The streamer dragon circled around, flying up and down the young monk's body, jumping with joy, as if extremely happy.
Who is that?
When did Wanhun Mountain have such a great god? More monks didn't know Sun Hao, but they all knew that Sun Hao was the mysterious forging power.
In the sky, the pink long johns doll appeared out of thin air, dragging that peerless beauty.
Kneeling on both knees, Bao Ketu pulled the unwilling Luo Mei and said loudly: "Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, you have forged a divine sword, and you're done."
Everyone looked intently, only to find that the fire rat, the troublemaker, had already hung between the necks of that powerful monk very naturally, rubbing them affectionately.
Below, in front of the Wall of Enlightenment, Xia Chuan rolled his eyes and leaped high, Yu Jian appeared in the air, then bowed his head and shouted loudly: "Congratulations, young master, congratulations, young master, you have forged a divine sword, and you're done."
Sun Hao was slightly taken aback, and thought to himself, why does this disciple call him young master instead of master?
Then, Sun Hao discovered that Duan Dayong, Man Erlao and other monks had spontaneously appeared, and sincerely knelt down in the air, shouting loudly: "Congratulations, young master, congratulations, young master..."
Wanhun Mountain suddenly boiled.
It turns out that the young master is here, no wonder his forging sound is so powerful.
It turns out that the troublemaker is the young master's subordinate and spiritual pet, no wonder no one restrains him.
Seeing the enthusiastic monk of Wanhun Mountain, Xia Chuan was slightly relieved. Damn, these years, several good things that caused troubles and capable people were all remembered on his head. He had no choice but to betray Master. The young master's facts. (to be continued ~^~)