Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 114 A Bold Attempt to Get Fire

Mr. Chen bought a set of blacksmithing tools from a grocery store in Fangshi.

With his foundation-building cultivation, no one will be surprised even if he puts the sledge hammer, anvil, and stove into the storage bag in front of the shopkeeper, but actually puts them in the yard of a small island in another world. , I just take it for granted that having a storage bag is in line with the status of a foundation-building monk.

In the next few days, Chen Mou opened up the side houses and main rooms on the small island and transformed them into forges, and beat the required low-level spirit ores into small pieces with a hammer, and put them into separate categories.

Fumbled and became familiar with the methods of starting fire, guiding, raising fire, and smelting the Wuling Fire Forging Cauldron.

On the last day at the end of February, Chen Mou officially opened the tripod to smelt minerals.

Open the hearth under the big tripod, stuff nine low-grade spirit stones in order, fill the two-foot round tripod of the mother tripod with pyrotechnic fine iron ore, close the tripod cover, Chen Mou's expression is flat, and he starts the fire, and the dark red tripod hums It trembled a few times, then returned to calm.

Observing the timing of the clepsydra, after a quarter of an hour, Chen Mou pinched the Daoyin Jue to guide some of the associated metals that had melted in the early stage of the mineral out of the opened hole, and continued to use the Raising Fire Jue to increase the firepower temperature in the cauldron.

After maintaining the high temperature for another quarter of an hour, repeating the Daoyin Jue and Raising Fire Jue, and then the smelting Jue, I was busy for an hour, and completed a simple low-level spirit ore smelting step by step.

The spirit stones in the furnace hall were not completely used up, he deliberately left room for one spirit stone, even if it wasted, it didn't matter.

Pinch the formula to speed up the cooling of the cauldron, meditate and adjust the breath for half an hour, open the lid of the cauldron, the inside of the cauldron is still steaming.

Waving his sleeves and using a small wind technique to dissipate the heat, Chen Mou obtained a fist-sized round crimson red metal from the sedimentation tank on the edge of the inner wall of the tripod. Also known as spirit iron, it is to ensure the success of smelting to the greatest extent and avoid impurities.

Open the three pin-shaped small tripods, knock out the remaining sundries and metal pieces, and throw them in the corner of the forging room.

The grocery store in Fangshi buys the leftovers from smelting spirit iron, and can use the ground fire cauldron to extract spirit ore materials, as well as associated gold and silver, in large quantities.

Holding the freshly baked pyrotechnic iron, Chen Mou went out to find Lao Yuan Xian.

Sometimes, all the fun is needed.

In the following month, Chen Mou opened the cauldron many times, smelting out gold, wood, water, fire, earth, five elements, spiritual iron, and a piece of pure spiritual copper.

In addition to chanting scriptures, practicing, training gods, practicing spells, and practicing swords every day, he walks the hundreds of miles of mountains and lands of the green monkey tribe, seeing the daily life and customs of the monster monkeys.

There are many ordinary green monkeys who cannot cultivate in the mountains, and he, an outsider accompanied by elders and Dharma protectors, should be kept at a respectful distance and surrounded by them.

Walking behind to get acquainted, Chen Mou refused the company of Shi Yu, Elder Shen, etc., and he enjoyed the scenery of the monster race in the foreign land alone.

Yuan Hou boldly promised that he could walk sideways on the Luofen slope with a radius of a hundred miles.

In other words, Lao Yuan has a way to take care of his safety within a hundred miles.

He has inquired with Lord Shishan that there are several tribes of howler monkeys, gibbon monkeys and red-haired apes living a hundred miles to the south.

In the past, it was the masters of the howler monkey tribe who used to roar like thunder. Standing on the top of the mountain, their roars could travel hundreds of miles into the air. Patriarch Yuan didn't like making noise, so the masters of the howler monkey tribe had to run away if they wanted to roar a few times for fun. Stay away, turn around, and yell at other places, so as not to disturb the tranquility of the ancestors.

Danyangfang entered the midsummer of June, and there was heavy snow falling on the slope of the grave.

Chen Mou didn't go out for several days. He practiced on the top of Tianbei Mountain, waiting for a ray of Qiyao fire that was about to condense from the stone pillar array.

On this day, the scorching sun was in the sky, and Chen Mou's expression changed. He sensed the invisible heat that was about to appear from the Qiyaohuo. He hurriedly transformed into a figure, and appeared near the middle of the stone pillar array. Five feet away from him, a bright golden ray suddenly appeared flame.

Without hesitation, Chen Mou stretched out his hands to pinch the fire silk formula, trying to use Yuanli and spiritual consciousness to sacrifice and control the Qiyaohuo.

Boldly imagine, carefully verify.

A trace of invisible consciousness just approached, and was burned by the blazing high temperature.

Chen Mou showed a painful expression on his face, he frowned, and kept making tricks to release his energy and consciousness, like a moth to a flame.

The Qiyao fire falls to the ground, burning everything close to it, and the more it falls, the darker it becomes.

Violent, domineering, rebellious.

This is the intuitive feeling of the golden flame that Chen Mou exchanged for the continuous destruction of his consciousness.

In just a few breaths, he was almost unable to continue, and his brain was twisted in pain. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he let out a low growl: "Natal Fire Emblem!"

The mysterious red fire pattern on the forehead suddenly appeared at will, and it was flying agilely.

He quickly made a formula with both hands, struck away the Yuanli and Divine Consciousness again, and threw himself on the remaining half of the fire thread, the fire pattern on his forehead flickered mysteriously, and the falling speed of the golden fire thread slowed down obviously, he was overjoyed, and continued to fight away the Yuanli and consciousness.

In the end, when the fire wire was about a foot away from the ground, only a little spark was left for Jilian to subdue.

The golden sparks were thrown into the fire pattern on the forehead and disappeared.

Chen Mou reached out and touched the normal skin. He could detect the huge energy contained in the fire pattern, but he tamed it like a sheep.

He finally figured out that one of the uses of the natal fire pattern is to help him sacrifice the Qiyao fire condensed in the stone pillar array.

The enthusiastic Chen Mou appeared in the pavilion by the lake at the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Hou, who had been sticking his butt to the stone bench all the year round, heard Chen Mou's show off, and he chuckled: "The Qiyaohuo, which has been condensed through the eight-door fire-holding formation, is small in size, but it is already a real fire. You kid has made a lot of money!" , even if you only have a little spark, you can use it as a kindling, slowly nourish and grow, and you can drive the Chiyang True Fire with a second-level cultivation base, and your combat power will increase greatly in the future, congratulations."

He also admired the Taoist priest's stupidity and boldness from the bottom of his heart.

The ignorant are fearless, so dare to try.

This time he really didn't mess around with the instructions. He originally wanted to wait until the Taoist priest advanced to the late stage of foundation establishment and became familiar with the natal fire pattern on his forehead.

"Happy together!"

Chen Moule returned the salute with a heck of a smile.

Compared with the pain of being burned by fire, the burning of spiritual consciousness this time is nothing because the number is very small.

He will go to meditate and practice for two hours later, and he can almost recover.

Only when a monk has cultivated to the Golden Core state can he condense Yuanli True Fire, like the sword spar gifted to him by Brother Cui, there are three strands of sword Qi True Fire inside, which he regards as the trump card at the bottom of the box.

Since he obtained the real fire seeds through the natal fire pattern, he must work hard to nourish them in the future, use the real fire as a means of life preservation, and tap its power and use in different environments.

"You go to see Mr. Shishan. He said that he sold the five items last time for a good price and bought you a lot of low-level mineral materials."

Yuan Hou fell in love with drinking tea during this time, so he drank tea alone.

After sleeping for so many years, he wanted to try everything he had done before and what he hadn't done before.

Chen Mou immediately got up and flew to the southeast, no longer chatting with the idle old Yuan.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he returned with a full load.

Five flashy and unique utensils were exchanged for a storage bag containing different low-level spirit mines in different categories.

Exchanging needs is indeed one of the most profitable businesses, and of course the help of local snakes is indispensable.

Three bowls of monkey wine are nourishing every day, and the cauldron is opened every now and then to smelt minerals, and the seven obsidian fires on the forehead are constantly warmed with yuan power.

The maid at home who often wore a red dress and dangled in front of his eyes was also taken away by him.

Under the family law, she tidied up obediently, with tenderness like water.

He still wasn't in a hurry to start the furnace to smelt the magic weapon embryos with several materials added, and he was already familiar with the formulas recorded in the jade slips.

He wanted to wait two more times to ignite the fire to forge his body and strengthen his cultivation base.

The Jade Slips recorded a method of smelting the materials of the magic weapon, which required the use of real fire, and did not need too much. There was a fire starter, which could increase the success rate of smelting the materials and improve the quality of the materials.

The specific amount varies from person to person.

He has always been very bold in experimenting with forging tools, and he is not afraid of waste.

As time passed, the kindling that he subdued was watered by Yuan force and cultivated by spiritual consciousness, and slowly took on a different look.

Like a flame seed that is about to break its shell and sprout.

Vibrant and full of indescribable spirit.

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(End of this chapter)