A Good Sword (First Update!)

Chapter 1107 A Good Sword (First Update!)

"So, Mother Earth, will you do this or not?" asked the God of Heaven.

Mother Earth gritted her teeth and said, "If I do that, there will be no place for me in Xuandu. The Ancestral God King will definitely hunt me down and leave me with no way to heaven or earth! The purpose of your saving me is just to use me to eliminate the power of Heaven in Xuandu!"

The God of Heaven looked at her and said, "After you do it, I will lend you the Xidi's Xirang."

The Earth Mother Yuanjun was murderous and said in a stern voice: "I will do it!"

Qin Mu separated from Ling Yuxiu and returned to the Supervision Factory. At the Supervision Factory, the village chief, the pharmacist, Granny Si, the cripple, Master Ma and the deaf man had all arrived. The butcher contacted them and came here through the teleportation gates built in each city.

Today, Yankang is wealthy and powerful, and various materials are continuously transported from all over the world. They are cast into magical weapons and refined into elixirs in Yankang, which are more than enough to support the teleportation portals in various cities.

All the elders from Canlao Village gathered together and it became lively again. The mute had already classified and prepared various materials, and matched the proportions of the magic weapon materials according to everyone's skills and magical powers.

Yankang forged magical weapons for the Heavenly Court. They were all standardized magical weapons, manufactured by the supervision factories like an assembly line, and each supervision factory was responsible for one or two sets of processes.

As the most powerful masters of heavenly craftsmanship and formations in Yankang, it is naturally extraordinary that it was forged personally by the dumb and the blind man.

What the village chief wanted was a sword with a scabbard, not a sword ball. What the butcher wanted was two magic swords. Granny Si's magic weapon was the Taoist wheel that could carry her own magical powers. Master Ma only wanted a Zen stick. What the cripple wanted was a pair of gloves and a pair of boots.

The deaf man wanted a pen and inkstone, the pharmacist wanted an alchemy furnace, the blind man wanted to practice his Longtuo magic spear, and as for the mute himself, he wanted to build a new furnace and hammer.

Qin Mu was watching from the side. When the village chief's sword was being forged, the village chief was sitting on the side, displaying his sword skills. Sword runes were flying. The blind man solidified his sword skills with a formation, turning them into microscopic runes, which were hit hard by the dumb hammer and knocked into the sword embryo!

Qin Mu looked carefully and saw that in the ancestral temple's divine gold, each microscopic divine gold particle was imprinted with the smallest sword runes, which was breathtaking.

This kind of tempering method involves microscopic numerology, microscopic carving, microscopic formation, microscopic runes, and microscopic casting. It can only be accomplished by a natural craftsman or formation master who has cultivated to the highest level!

Even for someone like the village chief, in order to refine such a magical weapon, he would need to consume a huge amount of vitality, energy, and spiritual consciousness, and all his essence, energy, and spirit would need to be integrated into his own magical weapon.

Only by integrating the magic weapon with your own spirit can you maximize the power of the magic weapon!

During the refining process, the village chief's vitality was exhausted, his energy was depleted, and his spiritual awareness was deficient. He had to rest several times before he could continue.

The blind man said: "If it continues like this, the sword will not be able to be completed in one go, which will affect the power of the sword."

Qin Mu immediately asked Long Qilin to fetch the Hu Tian Ping, take out some Hong Meng Yuan Liquid and distribute it to everyone, which allowed the village chief to recover quickly.

The mute took a look at the Hongmeng Yuanye and said decisively: "Mu'er, get more water for quenching!"

Qin Mu was startled and had a headache, but he gritted his teeth and asked Long Qilin to take out more Hongmeng Yuan Liquid and give it to the mute so that he could use it to temper the magic sword.

The sword of the village chief is the most exquisite work of art, which cannot tolerate any mistakes. The power of the refined sword will even far exceed the strength of the village chief himself!

Qin Mu observed for a long time and gained a lot.

He was the creator of the microscopic numerology, but it was Yankang who created and developed the microscopic formations, microscopic carvings, microscopic branding, microscopic castings, and microscopic runes.

Back then, the leaders of the Yankang Reform saw the future of micro-numerology and rushed to study it. Today, many achievements have finally been made!

The village chief's magic sword took more than ten days to forge, consuming a large amount of Hongmeng Yuanye, and he finally completed the sword!

The magic sword was forged. In the factories on both sides of Tujiang River, thousands of magic weapons roared in unison, shaking the world endlessly!

When the village chief grabbed the sword, the roar of the soldiers became more intense.

He calmed down and was about to pull the magic sword out of the scabbard, but the blind man stopped him and said, "The king of all weapons is more powerful than you. The first time the magic sword is unsheathed, it will definitely gain prestige! Go outside and draw the sword, away from here. The magic weapons in the supervision factories on both sides cannot withstand the power of the magic sword."

When the village chief walked out of the factory, everyone rushed out as well, indescribably excited.

The village chief drew his sword to verify whether their hard work during this period was not in vain, and also to verify the results of the Yankang Reform in the past ten years!

The village chief was about to draw his sword, but the blind man frowned and said, "Stay away."

The village chief soared into the air, away from the two banks of the supervision factory, and said, "How is it here?"

The mute said in a loud voice: "Further away."

The village chief had no choice but to continue ascending and shouted, "How is it here?"

The mute checked the vibration of the magic weapon in the factory and shouted, "Further away!"

The village chief rose higher and higher, and his figure could no longer be seen with the naked eye. A voice came from afar: "What now?"

"Longtuo, what happened?" the blind man asked about Longtuo's magic spear.

The Black Dragon Spear on his waist moved slowly, and he said, "Even before the sword was unsheathed, I could feel the sword light piercing my body, and the pressure was extremely great. If it were to be unsheathed, the sword would be powerful and would oppress all the sharp objects around it, and I would definitely be cut off by the sword light!"

The blind man shouted, "Further away!"

The village chief flew up to the sky, even higher than the Yuanmu in the capital of Yankang. Looking down, he could only see the capital and Yuanmu, and the dragon veins around it became very small.

He looked up and realized that if he continued to fly upwards, he would soon reach the star map. He immediately used his spiritual awareness to ask below, "How is it now?"

After a while, Qin Mu's consciousness came: "Village Chief, Blind Grandpa and the others mean to make you taller."

The village chief was furious: "If it's any higher, I will run out of the sky. The sword power of this magic sword can't be so strong that it can cut off the magic weapon of the supervision factory from such a distance!"

He drew his sword boldly, and the magic sword came out of its sheath.

When Qin Mu's spiritual consciousness came to his side, the ice and snow melted instantly, and before the spiritual consciousness was shattered, only the extremely dazzling sword light could be seen!

At the same time, in the supervision factories on both sides of Tujiang River, the magic weapons vibrated and rang, and countless runes on the thousands of magic weapons lit up in an instant. The magic weapons felt the threat, and their own power was triggered. Dazzling divine light poured out from each magic weapon!

The next moment, the people outside the factory heard crackling sounds coming from the factory buildings. Their faces changed drastically and they hurriedly ran into the factory.

Before it arrived at the forging factory, a sword ball that had just been refined for a short time suddenly shattered. There were three hundred and sixty magic swords hidden in that sword ball, and they all broke into pieces and were destroyed in an instant!

In the factory, the light emitted by thousands of divine weapons dimmed one after another, and then the sound of shattering was heard, making the faces of everyone who rushed into the factory become extremely ugly in an instant.

"The old village chief can't sit still like a child!"

The butcher gritted his teeth in anger, and suddenly there was a clacking sound from his two magic swords. He hurriedly said, "Be careful. The power of that magic sword is about to be passed on to our magic weapon!"

The blind man hurriedly gathered his energy and activated the Longtuo magic spear. The Longtuo magic spear let out a mournful cry, and suddenly sword marks appeared on the dragon's head and body.

In the factory, more magical weapons were broken into pieces, strange noises were heard continuously, the light emitted by the magical weapons was extinguished one after another, and magical weapons were suddenly broken everywhere.

The craftsmen in the factory were at a loss and stood there blankly. The broken magical weapons were all magical weapons such as swords, spears, swords and halberds, while other magical weapons, such as shields, hammers, towers and pagodas, showed no abnormalities and were not cut off by the magical sword.

After a while, everything calmed down, and the factories on both sides of Tujiang River were in a mess!

Suddenly, the village chief's voice came from outside, and he said with a smile: "What a good sword! Holding this magic sword, I feel several years younger."

In the factory, everyone had fierce looks in their eyes.