Great Zhou Martial Immortal

Chapter 100 Forging Golden Armor to Command Ten Thousand Soldiers

The crack closes.

A fleeting glimpse.

Chenlong only said two words: "gift".

Lu Chenyuan raised an eyebrow and asked, "She is Chenlong?"

Wei Yang's voice was even lower: "Yes..."

Lu Chenyuan laughed: "That's the difference in skill level. She placed a divine mark on you, and you didn't even know it. You played a winning hand terribly! What was your purpose in snatching the Divine Empress and the Condensing Splendor Lamp before?"

"..."

Hearing his contemptuous tone, Wei Yang wanted to curse him, but he held back and suppressed his anger, saying, "What's it to you! I've already answered what you asked me to answer. Turn off the formation!"

Lu Chenyuan sneered, "I bet you haven't thought this through at all. You're focused solely on eliminating your obsession and working hard towards the Ninghua Lamp. You probably don't even know what to do after you get it! Fifty years of regret and torment have made you oblivious to everything else. In the end, you don't hate Gu Yunsheng. You know very well who the culprit is who caused your master's death and made you suffer so much! You should be glad you still have a thought, otherwise you would probably have gone mad by now!"

"you--"

Wei Yang roared in anger, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

Lu Chenyuan stood up and waved his hand again, the blood mist dissipated, and Five Finger Mountain was moved to the side of the Eye-Catching Pavilion in the Second Realm. This way, even if she had a teleportation talisman on her body, she wouldn't be able to use it in the first two realms.

Lu Chenyuan picked up the heavy sword and token, turned and left: "Think carefully about what you're going to do after you get out, otherwise even if I let you go, you'll just be a walking corpse!"

He stepped outside the realm of painting.

The sheep quieted down and lowered its head.

Lu Chenyuan stepped out of the painting world, causing the scroll to disappear, and returned to the Lingni Palace to find the Goddess with two items.

He carefully examined the token and the greatsword. The token was nothing special, but this sword…

This sword is three feet six inches long and weighs one hundred and ninety-two catties. It is forged entirely from the fourth-grade [Mysterious Sea Sinking Gold]. The blade has hidden patterns of waves and clouds. When it is swung, it sounds like the low rumble of the tide. The hilt is shaped like a dragon swallowing its prey and is inlaid with a [Millennial Mirage Pearl]. Under the light, the blade shimmers with iridescent light, which can bewitch people's minds.

Sword name: [Sea and Mountain Condensed Light]

Lu Chenyuan knew that this sword was a family heirloom of the Gongshu family, one of the three great families of the East Sea, known as "Tianyan Qianji".

The Gongshu clan of the East Sea is a branch of the Gongshu clan of the pre-Qin period. They are known for "carrying the Dao through tools and forging iron as their soul." Today, they are a renowned sword-making family in the East Sea. The earth fire furnace on their ancestral home, Tianyan Island, can forge meteorite iron. Although they are famous for their mechanical skills, what truly terrifies the East Sea are the seven divine weapons left behind by the first family head, "Duantianjun".

【Sea and Mountain Condensation】is one of the seven divine weapons, ranking in the upper fourth rank.

What does it mean that Chenlong gave him such a weapon?
Her appearance was half-human, half-crouched...

This was unlikely to have been done by Gu Yunsheng; it was more likely done by someone else later.

So, did she already obtain the Heavenly Craft Scroll? Was it before or after she cracked the Mechanized City?

Among the twelve puppets, only Shenhou possesses a "seven-aperture exquisite mind." The other puppets probably don't have her level of comprehension, especially considering it's a technique of the level of the "Heavenly Craftsmanship Scroll" human puppet. To have such skill, one must have started to comprehend it long ago.

The Abyss Dragon's divine power allowed her to ignore space, making it easy for her to retrieve the jade slip beneath the Mechanized City.

She chose to give the item at this time and didn't seem to care about Wei Yang's situation, which probably means she already knew what had happened. So, it doesn't make sense for her to use the sword to "frame" someone. In front of the "Gold-Swallowing Treasure Book", any divine weapon can only be sucked into dust. Even without the sword, why would she be afraid of attracting the Gongshu family?

besides……

caveat?

remind?

Could it be that the Gongshu family was also interested in mechanical puppets or the "Tiangong Scroll"?

In an instant, several possibilities flashed through Lu Chenyuan's mind, and he became more alert.

But I didn't take it too seriously.

In the capital, let alone the Gongshu family, even if the three great families of the East Sea came, they would have to keep their distance!

As dusk settled, a north wind began to blow.

Lu Chenyuan walked back to the Lingni Palace, stepping on the fallen yellow paulownia leaves. The Empress was reading a book inside, with the Golden Lion keeping her company. Both she and her pet were very happy to see him return.

Lu Chenyuan sat down next to the Empress, leaning against the golden lion, and took out the token and sword, briefly explaining what had happened.

The Empress asked in confusion, "Another older sister?"

Lu Chenyuan smiled and said, "Yes, keep the token safe, and the sword..."

The goddess interrupted him, put away the token, and said, "Give the sword to my brother. Since she has already read the 'Heavenly Craft Scroll' and seen me, she should know that I have the [Heavenly Punishment]. This sword is for my brother... Even if she wanted to give it to me, I wouldn't need it. My brother can use it to cultivate!"

Lu Chenyuan glanced at her and smiled, "Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony. You can go to the East Sea to take a look when you have time. She wouldn't give you such a sword for no reason. Qiaomu Palace is most likely located in the East Sea. Do you want to see her?"

The Empress thought for a moment and said, "If it's someone like Fifth Sister, I don't want to."

"Hahaha."

Lu Chenyuan couldn't help but laugh, really wanting Wei Yang to hear these words: "He should be better than her."

"What are you talking about?"

As they were talking, Li Lingyue came over with Yuan Qingshuang, handed him a jade token, and said, "The matter is settled. Tomorrow, go to Xuanji Pavilion to select a third-grade divine weapon. This is a [pass token] bestowed by my mother. With this token, you can access the library in Yingxian Palace, which includes royal secrets and will also help you decipher the ten poems left by the Hidden Immortal... If you want to access it, have someone send a message to Wan'er."

"..."

Lu Chenyuan raised an eyebrow and gave her a strange look.

Li Lingyue felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She looked down at her palace dress, her ears turning slightly red, and lowered her voice, "I'll change again tonight..."

"..."

Lu Chenyuan suddenly chuckled, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her on the lips: "Never mind, I'll give you a list of books I want to read, and you can send someone to get them for me." With a swift movement, he lifted her up in his arms. "Come on, now that things are done, let's go cultivate together!"

"you!"

Li Lingyue gasped, her cheeks instantly burning red. Her fingers instinctively gripped his clothes, but she dared not struggle. She could only lower her voice, embarrassed and annoyed, and say, "Put me down! Your injuries haven't healed yet—"

Lu Chenyuan strode towards the bedchamber, a smile playing on his lips: "Haven't you heard the saying? There's no injury that dual cultivation can't heal. If there is, it's because you haven't done it enough times."

"..." Li Lingyue felt like she was on fire, her forehead pressed against his shoulder, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She bit her lip, her voice barely audible: "What...what nonsense are you spouting..."

Yuan Qingshuang, who was standing to the side, had already turned around, her back ramrod straight. She stared at the carvings on the pillars, her eyes glazed over, and she cursed inwardly, "Shameless! Shameless! Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!"

Lu Chenyuan laughed loudly, then carried Li Lingyue and disappeared around the corner.

As the goddess watched them depart, she tugged at Yuan Qingshuang's sleeve and asked, "Sister Qingshuang, what is dual cultivation?"

"........."

Yuan Qingshuang froze instantly, even her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

She slowly lowered her head, meeting the goddess's innocent eyes, her temple veins throbbing faintly.

"This, this..."

She stammered, her ears burning red, "It's just...it's just..."

The goddess tilted her head: "What is it?"

Yuan Qingshuang turned around abruptly, refusing to look at her: "It's about practicing martial arts! Yes! Practicing a particularly profound technique!" She spoke rapidly, "I have to go now!"

After saying that, she rushed towards the side hall as if fleeing, her steps faltering so much that she almost tripped over her own skirt.

The Empress stood there, blinking. "What kind of technique is it? Is it dangerous?"

She turned to look at the books in the hall, pouting, and said, "If you won't tell me, I'll find them myself..."

……

The next day.

News came from the translation center of Dayun Temple that the new commentary on the sutras has been completed.

After a night of "healing," Li Lingyue was full of energy, exuding a cold and aloof aura and a commanding presence. She left with swift and decisive action.

Lu Chenyuan remained in the bedroom and began attempting to break through to the third level of the "Forging Gold Chapter".

He sat cross-legged, his hands forming the "Master of War Seal," his ten fingers interlocked like an iron lock, with golden light flowing between them.

The [Sea and Mountain Condensation] sword, resting horizontally on her lap, trembled slightly, its cloud-patterned blade gleaming with a faint blue light, as if in resistance.

Lu Chenyuan changed his left hand to the "Guiding the Edge Technique" and lightly tapped the Mirage Pearl on the sword guard with his index finger. With a clear "ding", the Mirage Pearl's illusory light suddenly intensified, and the wave patterns on the sword body writhed like living things. The icy spirituality of the sword body turned into a wisp of mist and drilled into the meridians along his fingertips.

Lu Chenyuan groaned, and his right arm was instantly covered in frost.

He immediately formed the "Furnace Seal" with his right hand, and the golden energy in his Tanzhong acupoint surged like a raging fire burning ice, forcibly refining the invading spirituality into a pale golden liquid.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the second layer of the "Weaving Heavenly Net" divine consciousness network suddenly unfolded—countless golden threads radiated from between the eyebrows, entangled the wandering spirituality like a spider web, and each golden thread resonated with the metal, emitting a subtle ringing sound.

Haiyue Ningguang struggled violently, conjuring up a phantom image of a towering wave that crashed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Chenyuan clasped his hands together in the "Suppressing Soldier Seal," and the golden essence of his Niwan Palace shone brightly. His divine sense spider web suddenly contracted, binding all the spiritual beings into a cocoon. His divine sense exploded, and the spider web-like golden threads suddenly rolled back, carrying the bound spiritual beings back with them.

boom--

Golden wave-like patterns began to appear on Lu Chenyuan's skin, and his bones emitted a metallic grinding sound!

The properties of Xuanhai Chenjin began to merge with the physical body—

The lungs are the first to form golden crystals, which are emitted as fine golden light during breathing.

The spine is as straight as a sword's spine, and a blue-gold shimmering light seeps from every crevice.

The sound of his heartbeat gradually became like the pounding of a forging hammer, making the teacups on the table hum.

At the last moment, the mirage pearl suddenly glowed, transforming into a stream of light that shot straight to the center of the forehead, and the illusion erupted.

Lu Chenyuan seemed to see himself standing on the crater of a volcano, with the forger of that year, "Forging Heaven Lord" Gongshu Yue, smashing his hammer down on the sword blank. Each blow shook him to the point of shattering his soul: "This sword is as heavy as the sea and mountains, how dare you take it lightly!"

An aged voice echoed in the illusion.

Lu Chenyuan sneered, formed hand seals, and slammed his hands into the ground. The golden essence soul seed rose like the sun, the illusory ice and snow melted away, the mirage pearl shattered with a "crack," and its essence was completely absorbed into his spiritual platform.

"Chong-"

The light of the sea and mountains completely disintegrated, and the remains transformed into hundreds of streams of light interwoven with gold and blue, flowing into the pores of the body like rivers flowing into the sea.

"Congeal!"

The final step, the crucial moment!

Countless golden threads shot out from between his brows, weaving in the void of his sea of ​​consciousness to form a three-zhang-tall golden-armored deity—

This divine being had no face or form, and its entire body was like gold cast from the dark sea. The surface of its armor was covered with flowing wave and cloud patterns, its shoulders resembled angry dragons turning their heads, and its waist armor resembled surging waves. Each armor plate was imprinted with gilded forging patterns. Most astonishingly, the inside of the armor was empty, yet it possessed an aura of majesty that commanded the submission of all soldiers.

The moment Lu Chenyuan opened his eyes.

The entire sleeping quarters trembled!
Within a ten-zhang radius, all metal objects seemed to be drawn by an invisible force—the silver spoon on the table bent into a ring on its own, the copper bells on the beams rang without wind, and even the iron nails embedded in the corner of the wall creaked and slowly came out of the wood, hovering in mid-air, their tips all pointing in his direction.

He looked down at his arm, where faint golden waves could be seen flowing beneath his skin.

His mind moved.

"Zheng——"

The maid's sword, which was thirty paces away, suddenly flew out of its sheath, turning into a silver rainbow that broke through the window and hovered steadily three inches above his palm. The sword trembled violently, but it was like a flying insect frozen in amber, unable to move even an inch.

He got up and walked out of the hall.

Wherever he went, the bluestone slabs on the ground cracked, not because they were trampled, but because the iron sand mixed in with them was frantically drilling out of the stone surface and gathering at his feet like a pilgrim.

The Third Level of the Forging Chapter—

Forge golden armor to defend against ten thousand soldiers!
(End of this chapter)