The first cause of all realms

Chapter 317 Change of Fate, Birth of the Divine Soldier
[Vajra is indestructible (dark red): Nothing can be destroyed is a diamond. Those who have this fate may have perfect muscles and bones, and can bear all kinds of poisons, water, fire, weapons, diseases, plagues, pain... King Kong Realm]

"King Kong state..."

Yang Yu's eyes flickered.

Yuanjue old monk's extremely tyrannical horizontal training left a deep impression on him. With the momentum of falling from a height of hundreds of feet, he stimulated his inner breath, blood energy, nine oxen and two tigers' strength, and burned a lot of blood energy. Kan broke his horizontal body.

If not, even if there is a mustard space to accommodate the counter-shock force, he will definitely be severely injured.

He was naturally curious about this magical skill.

Although the change of fate will not appear on the body immediately, but with this characteristic of fate, he will inevitably learn and learn this magical skill from the ancestral land of Zen.

This is beyond doubt.

It's just that Yang Ju is very curious about how the 'fate' in the dark will allow him to obtain this magical skill...

call!
While his mind was turning, Yang Ju was concentrating on his own fate, trying his best to influence the location of this supernatural power, trying to replace the "image of sudden death" in his own fate.

The change of fate was faster than expected, so fast that Yang Qiu hadn't noticed it carefully before his fate changed.

However, it was replaced by 'Jinyiwei Qianhu (light green)'.

"fine……"

Yang Jue breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't fully grasp the change of fate, but luckily the result was not bad.

But, why was this fate replaced?

"Is it because I am about to lose this fate, so the new fate will be inclined?"

Enlightenment arises in my heart.

Yang Ju felt that he seemed to have found a pattern, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

The total number of fates remains unchanged, and he is about to lose his identity as a thousand households of Jinyiwei, which means that the change of his identity is about to begin.

At this point, I choose to change my fate. Doesn't it coincide with a certain trajectory in the dark?
"Fate, fate, destiny..."

Yang Ju murmured in his heart, inadvertently having associations.

If Dao Fruit is the essence of heaven and earth, transformed by natural law, does it mean that somewhere in this world, there is still Dao Fruit that controls destiny?
Male or female?

……

……

After Qin Si left, Yang Qiu stayed in Deyang Mansion for half a month.

Firstly, Duan Leng collected a large amount of profound stones that need to be smelted slowly, and secondly, he wanted to reforge a knife.

Jin Yiwei's Xiuchun Knife was melted by a fire snake in Nie Wendong, but fortunately it did not gasify. Yang Jue found iron slag, added the black iron he had collected and some weapons he had confiscated, and re-smelted a large amount of black iron.

boom!
boom!
boom!
In the blacksmith's shop surrounded by fireworks, Yang Jue swung a sledgehammer, beating the red weapon, and dozens of big men with their upper body naked violently pulled the bellows.

The tall stove exudes heat, and the whole street is not cold at all.

After all, Deyang Mansion was once a prosperous place not inferior to Qingzhou City, and it also has the means to melt black iron. This large iron furnace can create ten-refined black iron swordsmen.

This is also the limit of most folk blacksmith shops. Only those forces that have survived for a long time and the imperial court have the means to forge magic weapons that have been refined a hundred times and thousands of times.

As for 'Wan Duan', it only exists in legends, and the vast majority of people in this world will never see it in their lifetime.

However, ten refinements are enough for one use, except for the ten-step one-kill sword of Qixuanmen, the only hundred-forged black iron sword that Yang Yuzhen has ever obtained is Yufengxian's.

I just touched it...

"Old Yang, your knife is a horizontal knife? How can you open it with two blades?"

The person who was not afraid of the high temperature and watched Yang Jue's forging of weapons up close was Miao Miao. This little Taoist priest was so angry that he ignored Yang Jue for several days last time.

But after about ten days, the anger disappeared, and he heard that he was making weapons, so he came over.

Looking at the rough embryo beaten by Yang Jue, he was a little curious.

This is a very special knife, similar to Tang Hengdao, but with two edges, like a straight sword, but thicker and much longer than the horizontal knife.

"This is a variant of the Zhublade Tang Dao, which can also chop, slash and stab..."

Since Yang Ju had no time to answer, Niu San had already answered in a low voice:

"Hero Yang is tall and has long arms. He is born with supernatural power. Ordinary weapons are either light or short. Although the horizontal blade is sharp, it is light, so there is a change."

Looking at Yang Ju, Niu San felt a little apprehensive.

The former Yang Qianhu's method was too cruel, he had never seen a martial arts master who would execute the enemy Ling Chi in front of the public.

Such a person, anyone would be ashamed.

"good."

Yang Yu nodded and replied.

He is a master of knives, he has experienced hundreds of battles, and he knows the advantages and disadvantages of weapons. This knife is not good, but it must be suitable for him.

Qinglong Nine Kills is powerful, but it doesn't have to be Qinglong Yanyue Dao.

"Isn't it just a double-edged horizontal knife?"

Xiao Daotong was quite upset:

"When I go back to the capital, I will go to the Tiangongyuan to get a Wanduan Shendao. I will be jealous of you. If you beg me eighteen times, I will let you touch it. If you promise to be my magician, I will let you touch it." I promise to give it to you."

"My little ancestor!"

Niu San took a deep breath, and gunpowder smoke came out of his nostrils: "Wan Duan? How dare you say that from Qin Dynasty to the present, the number of Wan Duan Shenbing is probably only a dozen or so..."

The making of weapons has always been the top priority in all dynasties, and the Wan Duan Dao has always been the top magic weapon in the world.

Although compared with previous dynasties, Ming's forging methods are much better, but there are only a few or two of the Ten Thousand Forging Divine Weapons that were actually forged in that dynasty.

In addition, even the gold-plated phoenix wings of Zhao Wang Zhang Xuanba of the Western Mansion did not seem to have reached the level of ten thousand forging.

"Why, don't you believe it? You don't believe it either?"

Looking at Niu San, and then at Yang Ju, Miao Miao was annoyed immediately, he put his waist on his waist, and stamped his feet bitterly: "Look well, the young master will do what he says!"

"..."

You are a real tiger!

Don't say whether you have the ability to forge a ten-thousand-forged magic sword, even if you have it, if you dare to send it out, you can see if the master will kill you...

Niu San was speechless, but seeing that his little ancestor seemed a little serious, he hurriedly changed the subject:
"Little ancestor, look at it, we should go back, in case your master comes back..."

"Master..."

Daoist Xiaoxiao shuddered, and was a little reluctant to part with him. It was the first time he went out alone when he grew up so old, how could he want to go back like this?
But Niu San even brought out his master, so he couldn't do anything about it.

Fu Shui watched the ceremony, he was only afraid of his master, that old bull-nosed...

"Old Yang, the young master is leaving, why don't you give me a parting gift?!"

The little Taoist reached out for a gift.

boom!
After a heavy blow, Yang Jue dropped the hammer, and the blacksmith who had been waiting for a long time hurried forward to take it, and called on a group of people to come forward to help, annealing, normalizing, quenching, tempering and other follow-up forging.

"Your family has a big business, and you still look up to Yang's things?"

Yang Jue wiped his hands, smiled, but still took out a handwritten book:

"You want Zhou Youyi... Liuxu, I changed it a little bit, you can get started now."

It is naturally difficult to travel around the six virtual worlds, but it is much easier to think about it...

"Ha ha!"

Xiao Daotong's satisfied subordinates stretched out their hands again, and a talisman turned into light and landed on the weapon being forged. The blacksmiths were shocked.

"Enchanting talisman?!"

But Niu San almost jumped up: "You, what are you, why..."

For a long time, Niu San almost suffocated himself.

The spirit-endowing talisman is the first-class secret book in the "Yuanfu Jing" in the first volume of the divine talisman book. There are only seven people who can draw this kind of talisman in the entire Fushui Temple, and they may not necessarily be able to complete it.

This spirit-endowing talisman has no offensive and defensive abilities, but it can endow the weapon with spirituality and greatly improve the quality of the weapon, which is much more valuable than the Vajra Talisman.

Needless to say, this little Taoist priest stole his master's talisman...

"This is a talisman drawn by my master. It is said that it can make the armor sharper, tougher, more durable, and more spiritual."

The little Taoist smiled and was very happy:
"How about it, is it not a loss? Do you want to be my guardian? I can give you any good things!"

Not bad?

Lost!
Niu San was almost pissed to death. Seeing that he was going to lose his fortune, he couldn't help but hit the little guy unconscious with a knife.

"Wake up and thank him for me."

Yang Ju cupped his hands and smiled.

He also had a good impression of this lavish little Taoist priest.

Of course, if this was his own cub, he would have to beat him severely...

"Um……"

Niu San's heart dripped blood, his nostrils made noises, and he went out the door humming, not long after, he heard the cry of a crane resounding, and then went away, gradually disappearing.

"Fu Shui Guan..."

Watching the white crane go away, Yang Jian just turned around and continued to forge this precious sword with the armor psychic technique.

Armor psychic art is an extremely miraculous art. It cannot improve the quality of weapons, but it can connect the weapons with one's mind through the fusion of blood and breathing.

Yang Ju's archery skills have made great progress, and the arrows he made with this strange technique also played a huge role.

To build one's own weapons, one must naturally use this strange technique.

Zheng~
After one night, with a soft sound, Yang Qiang just grasped the knife he made himself.

It is neither heavy nor light, and it suits his heart. Besides, there is an inexplicable feeling lingering in his heart. This knife seems to be a little different.

He flicked the sword lightly, and the lines on it lit up like crushed ice.

"Ok?"

Seeing the knife, Yang Jue's heart moved, and subconsciously urged Tong You.

Then, he actually saw the light of fate!

This knife actually has a destiny!
"Is it the effect of Bingjia psychic art? Or the effect of the spirit-endowing talisman? Or, both?"

Holding the horizontal knife, Yang Jue looked calm, but his heart was full of waves.

All spirits have their fate, he naturally knows it, but this is just a knife, where does the dead thing get its fate? !

【Unnamed Variant All Blades Tanghengdao】

【Fate: Blade of Greedy Wolf】

[Number of Fate: One gold, one green, two white and one gray]

【Fate belongs to greedy wolf (light gold), beheading sword (light green), ten-forged black iron (white), cut iron like mud (white), not easy to wear (gray)】

【Status: not yet started】

　Continue to code words... By the way, do you have any suggestions for finding a name for the knife?
　
(End of this chapter)