Chapter 912: Chapter 124: Forging the Nine Cauldrons
The names on the Xiao Zhi book, marked heavily.
The names not only on the Xiao Zhi book, but also in the Lord’s book.
Wen Lingjun questioned whether this was too hasty, Xiao Zhi replied: “The Lord’s temperament, Daiqing would worry about injuring Daiqing’s wrist even when punching him, if even he couldn’t resist recording it in the book, then there is undoubtedly an issue.”
Wen Lingjun remained silent.
Though rough, it seems very logical.
Xiao Zhi publicly judged the Zhou family, and originally among the scholars entering Jiangnan, the Legalist scholars, seeing the situation, gladly came to the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, increasing thirty-seven people, all high Legalist disciples.
The problem of talent scarcity in Jiangnan was finally alleviated.
On the second day of the military classics ceremony, the vast and mighty Jiangnan Qi Fortune finally converged to the limit, Li Guanyi, using techniques taught by the Ancient Red Dragon, attempted to gather these Qi Fortunes to the forging site of the Murong Family.
During this period, the Murong Family’s smiths had already completed the preliminary work.
The Murong Family’s forging site had drawn lava flames from underground, the earth fire burned strong, Li Guanyi wore only long trousers, his upper body exposing smoothly curved, explosive muscles, his black hair pulled tight, swaying in the intense hot wind.
There are two methods of forging.
One is to use flames to melt metal materials, then hammer and forge.
The other is a martial artist with high martial skills and primordial spirit cultivation, utilizing powerful inner strength, Dharma Form, and primordial spirit in special ways to forge.
The Murong Family excels at both, but Li Guanyi used the second method.
At this moment, inner Qi, primordial Qi, and primordial spirit have all gathered to the peak.
Li Guanyi glanced slightly sideways, seeing a strand of silver long hair.
That silver long hair danced in the hot wind driven by high temperature, the youth’s gaze shifted upwards, seeing a handsome face and a shattered straw hat, the person noticed Li Guanyi looking over and glared viciously.
“What are you looking at?!”
Li Guanyi expressionless, shifted his gaze away.
The Whale Hunter sat cross-legged in this place, took a sip of wine, glanced over the Murong Family’s secret realm, and disdainfully said: “Whose formation is this, so coarse, coarse!”
Li Guanyi remained silent, saying: “Big… Senior, when did you arrive?”
The Whale Hunter watched Li Guanyi, coldly laughed:
“Second brother, why so distant?”
“We were close to burning yellow paper, beheading a chicken, and swearing allegiance as brothers.”
“Why call me big senior, unnecessarily elevating ranks.”
Li Guanyi replied: “Big senior, we were all drunk at the time, it doesn’t count.”
The Whale Hunter raised his brows, said:
“Then does drunken marriage on the night of wedding accoutrement not count?”
Li Guanyi puzzled, looked at him: “Wasn’t that how big senior got tricked?”
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Old Siming burst into laughter.
The Whale Hunter choked on this question, almost couldn’t catch his breath.
This kid’s mouth is so full of sarcasm.
Where did he learn this?
He thought of himself as a beggar everywhere in his youth, yet never met such a sharp-tongued fellow, so he decided not to bother, shook his wine gourd, there was still plenty of Thousand-Day Drunk, gulped down.
He didn’t want to come here either, but the Whale Hunter knew, if he didn’t come, it would be Shaking Light standing here.
This is the Earth Fire Furnace!
The temperature is too high, thinking of his daughter watching this kid’s body.
The Whale Hunter felt burning frustration.
“What propriety is this!”
Old Siming curiously said: “You rebellious little beggar, how come you say such things?”
The Whale Hunter held back for a while, replied:
“Different times, different circumstances.”
Then unwilling to say more, he found Murong Longtu, saying that with his formation expertise, compared to Murong Longtu who only had one lasting sword Qi, he was more suited to this place.
Murong Longtu thought and agreed.
The Whale Hunter looked at Li Guanyi, took a sip of wine, slightly frowned: “Moreover, I’m curious, what this kid will turn from the ‘Emperor’s Divine Skill’, what method will he develop?”
Old Siming shook his head, puzzling:
“But it’s strange, when Emperor Chen Wu trampled across Central State, killing those imperial families, the wheels crushed flesh three hundred feet; Tu Yu killed people, melted marks, and cast tools, gathering the nobility’s Qi Fortune upon himself.”
“This kid, however, pins the anchor point of this Qi Fortune on the Qilin Army.”
Many gold and iron pieces were thrown into the Earth Core Furnace, quickly melted.
Li Guanyi watched as the firelight gradually calmed, replied:
“A teacher once told me, don’t engage in personal worship.”
“Even the Qingpao Changsheng died?”
“Someday, Li Guanyi will grow old, die, yet the Qilin Army, or the troop protecting Jiangnan, will persist; the Qilin Army is no longer the original batch, but the Qilin Army remains forever.”
“So much Qi Fortune falling on me alone, when I die, those fortunes scatter, too wasteful, but on the troop, they can last much longer.”
The youth reached out, feeling the flame’s temperature, softly said:
“Li Guanyi of Jiangnan will die someday.”
“But Jiangnan of Li Guanyi will always exist.”
Li Guanyi sensed the formation was running well, held Old Wen’s iron hoe, gently tossed.
The hoe fell into the Earth Core Furnace.
It was just an ordinary farming tool.
Yet it clearly represented Old Wen’s life.