Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 196: Flesh Refining Realm (Part )
His iron-like hand clasped Lu Cheng's shoulder acupoint, his wrinkled face opening and then freezing. "That year, half of Shenbing Ridge collapsed into ash. My courage to even look back was shattered. I didn't dare to go back, dare not explore, dare not ask, for fear that I would die and Shenbing Ridge would be cut off. I didn't expect you to still be there and rebuild Shenbing Ridge."

Lu Cheng's shoulder blades made a slight sound under the iron palm.

Twenty years had carved two deep scars between his brows. "The Burning Weapon Pool certainly melted half of my bones."

When he raised his arm, his sleeves were empty. "Now I am only a second-level martial artist, barely surviving by guarding the broken monument and broken furnace."

Although he suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, one could see his joy at meeting Zhan Yan from his tense face.

"Fifth Brother, I didn't expect to meet you again today."

Zhan Yan's smile gradually faded after hearing this. After a long silence, he sighed, "Big Brother died standing up, and we..."

"If everyone were to follow Senior Brother's lead and engage in a head-on confrontation..." Lu Cheng leaned over to reveal a dozen women and children behind him, with a baby in swaddling clothes sucking on its knuckles. "The divine weapon forging technique would have killed their pulse long ago."

He turned his head and glanced at the women and children behind him, his eyes filled with some worry.

"Fifth Senior Brother, the Daqian army has now occupied the nine states of Yanbei, cutting down mountains and destroying temples everywhere, and capturing warriors everywhere. Our Shenbingling sect is originally a weapon-forging sect. If we were to be captured, I'm afraid..."

Zhan Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "I remember there's a secret passage that leads directly to the back mountain of Shenbing Ridge, thirty miles away. You can go and take a look. If it hadn't collapsed back then, it might be a way out."

Lu Cheng's expression brightened: "There is no time to lose, let's go first!"
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Lingnan Road, Tiangong Cave in Shuzhou, three days later.

Xu Yunfan passed by the young men in front of the Weapon Casting Hall, their patchwork collars fluttering in the wind. The setting sun was illuminating their posture as they tilted their necks to look up at the dome.

Those fingers that were corroded by the plow furrows were clenched into fists, and hope for the future burned in their eyes.

The cast iron forge nearby was humming in the green phosphorus fire.

The young men's backs still had the curve of rice ears, but they had already learned to stretch their necks into tempered swords.

The wrist bones wrapped in coarse linen trembled with every breath, as if grasping the handle of an invisible hammer.

These are the disciples who successfully activated their blood and stayed. Of the two hundred people recruited, only thirty are left now.

Xu Yunfan, who had been walking around the young man in the field with his hands behind his back, suddenly stopped and looked at the young man standing in front of him with his head held high. Although his face was childish, his excitement could not be concealed.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Xiao Fan!"

Xu Yunfan raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pinched the young man's body, nodded slightly and said: "You have good aptitude, the Tiangong Cave Weapon Casting Hall will not treat you unfairly."

"Yes!"

The young man was excited to receive Xu Yunfan's praise and responded loudly.

The young man in front of me has been a legend in Tiangong Cave for a long time.

A true disciple of the Weapon Casting Hall, he defeated a half-step opponent in the Outer Three Combinations Realm to exchange for blood, and is the strongest among the young generation.

He turned his head to look at the boy beside him.

"What's your name?"

"Uncle Master, my name is Ye Yan!"

"...Well, the word has a hint of fire in it, so it's a good candidate for forging a soldier."

Now that Xu Yunfan is temporarily in charge of the Weapon Casting Hall, he naturally needs to be aware of many matters.

However, most of them were completely trivial matters in his eyes, and he threw them all to Fu Li. Everything was centered around martial arts training.

To this end, he slept almost every day and interacted with the woman in white in his dreams. Every battle, every life-and-death struggle, accumulated incomparably rich combat experience for him.

In the following time, Xu Yunfan did not leave Tiangong Cave at all. He just asked Mo Shisan to send disciples of the Giant Kite Team of the Machinery Hall to check Fu Jin's whereabouts and the situation of Qingzhou Shenbing Ridge every day.

From the news sent back by the disciples of the Giant Kite Team, it was learned that someone had indeed seen Zhan Yan go to Shenbing Ridge, and all the soldiers who forged weapons in Shenbing Ridge had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a small group of Daqian troops patrolling the Chidao.

The cold moon has rotated three times, and the war in the world has become more intense.

The cavalry successively broke through the nine states of Yanbei Road, and the black flags of Daqian were planted on the beacon towers.

When those fierce soldiers wearing heavy black iron armor cut off the flags on the city wall, no sect was able to stop them.

The Jiuyao Sect was hiding in the three states of Jiuyao Mountain, and was led on tours by powerful disciples and elders, turning a deaf ear to the cries of the people in the sixteen states outside.

It was not until the signal smoke was lit at the seventh pass that the huge bronze bell of Yanbei Daocheng finally rang.

The garrison general gathered 300,000 defenders, and they lined up at the city gate with their armor covered in frost.

The letter for help with twelve golden arrows flew across thirteen post stations and spread to the remaining five.

"...In addition to the cities of Yanbei Daodao beginning to react and rallying their troops to resist, the blue-robed swordsman came treading on the rooftops, the Iron Judge's pen tore through the blood mist, and there were even rangers charging into the battle formation with their zhang-long Mo Dao held upside down.

Beneath the ruined city walls, bones piled up like a mountain. A glimmer of hope was forged in the setting sun, and they finally managed to hold Yanbei City, the great city in the northern border.

Fu Li was reading the letter sent from the Giant Kite Team disciples in his hand. Hearing it, all the disciples present were excited and wanted to ride their horses as fast as possible to rush to the battlefield to shed their blood.

"...Who wrote this letter? It's so passionate, it's too much."

Xu Yunfan frowned. Warriors are full of blood and energy, and they can explode at any time. After this letter was circulated, many disciples of Tiangong Cave were probably attracted to Yanbei City.

Fu Li coughed dryly and said, "The first disciple of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Uncle Yuan Ze."

Xu Yunfan understood that although Yuan Ze was a good fighter, he was like Su Zhenhe from Xuanzhen Sect, with too much literary and artistic air.

"Everyone, disperse. The Weapon Casting Hall has received many large orders recently. The Great Zhou military alone has purchased nearly eight million taels of silver. Every weapon you forge is considered a contribution."

Now, the two hundred blacksmiths in the Weapon Casting Hall are working day and night to continuously refine weapons.

Some standard weapons require the forging furnaces jointly developed by the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Machinery to produce.

Naturally, there is no need for the disciples of the Weapon Casting Hall to make weapons of low quality. The Machinery Hall and the Heavenly Works Department, with the support of the consultants of the Weapon Casting Hall, have naturally developed automated operations.

The results are encouraging.

However, if you want to forge a high-quality weapon, even if it is a low-grade ordinary weapon, it still needs to be carefully forged by a weaponsmith.

Xu Yunfan naturally would not participate in person. He was on the verge of a breakthrough, and almost all his thoughts were on the practice of Chunyang Qigong.

Until the tenth day, in the courtyard, Xu Yunfan took two breaths of ginseng energy from the ginseng doll. The ginseng energy quickly spread into his limbs and bones through his lungs, and the pure yang energy in his flesh and blood began to circulate continuously in his torso and arms.

He glanced at the information floating on the attribute panel. He was only twenty-one points away from mastering Chunyang Qigong. Today he would surely be able to enter the Flesh Refining Realm!

He felt the two streams of ginseng energy in his body transform into hot lava currents flowing endlessly through his body. As the pure yang internal energy circulated, they were constantly being refined and eliminated.

"You deeply absorbed two breaths of spiritual essence and ginseng energy, inducing the pure yang internal energy cultivated by the Pure Yang Qigong to flow endlessly through your muscles, bones, skin and flesh. Benefiting from the ginseng energy, your proficiency has increased significantly."

(End of this chapter)