Liu Li Tian Sect, a top-level forging room specially developed for high-rise buildings.
ced hand in hand The extremely rhythmic knocking sound suddenly stopped , and was replaced by a dull and heartbreaking " buzz " sound .
Lou Gao's upper body was bare and covered with knotted muscles. Sweat flowed like a stream through his bronze skin, and white mist evaporated on the hot floor.
He panted heavily and stared at the piece of blue metal on the forging table.
Silver sinking in the deep sea.
This rare piece of treasure salvaged from a depth of 10,000 meters was found specially for him by Ning Liu.
Its density is so high and its conductivity to soul power is so strong that it far exceeds any known metal in the world.
When Lou Gao first saw it, he was ecstatic and declared that he could use it to forge an artifact that surpassed all his life's works.
But reality gave him a loud slap in the face.
This ghost thing is so "slippery"!
Every time the forging hammer fell, 99% of the majestic soul power and spiritual will that he poured into it were removed by the weird "flexibility" inside it, as if a punch had been punched on cotton, with no power left.
No matter how exquisite the stacking forging method or how fierce the flames he used, he could not really shake its inner structure.
Lou Gao threw the priceless forging hammer on the ground angrily, making a loud clang sound.
He sat down on the stone bench next to him, grabbed the water bag and drank a few gulps, but his eyes were still locked on the piece of deep sea silver like a hungry wolf.
Why?
Why exactly?
Is it because I don’t have enough strength?
Or is my flame temperature insufficient?
No, neither.
This is essentially suppression.
Ordinary fire cannot truly smelt this strange thing from the deep sea.
This feeling of powerlessness almost completely shattered the pride and madness of this master craftsman.
At this moment, the heavy stone door of the forging room was lightly knocked.
“Who?!”
Lou Gao was upset, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable anger,
“Didn’t I tell you not to bother me even if the sky fell?”
“Didn’t you tell me not to bother me even if the sky fell?”
“Didn’t you tell me not to bother you?” "Sect Master?"
Lou Gao's brows knitted into a knot,
"What is he looking for me for? I don't have time! Just say that I am at a critical moment and can't leave!"
"The Sect Master said that he has a gift that he wants to give to you personally." The guard's voice did not waver at all, just conveying the original words.
「Gift?」
Lou Gao sneered, his face full of disdain.
What gift can be more important than conquering the deep sea sinking silver?
Golden Soul Coin? Rare metals? He lacks nothing now!
This young sect leader, who has already dominated the world at a young age, probably still doesn’t understand that for a true craftsman, the greatest gift is for him to complete a perfect work!
He was about to refuse again, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the scene when I first came to Liuli Tianzong.
What happened here made him, a lunatic who didn't care about anything except forging, a little moved.
The sect built for him the most top-notch forging room in the continent, which was more luxurious than the Blacksmiths Association Association in the Metal Capital of Gengxin City.
He said that if the hardest basalt was to be used as the floor, the sect would send people to the far north to mine it from under the ten-thousand-year-old glacier.
He said that he wanted all the rare metals in the world as research materials, so Ning Liu opened the treasure house for him to use.
After that, he mobilized the entire commercial network in the world. No matter how eccentric the materials were, as long as the building had an opening, it would be delivered to his forging platform within half a month.
If you want money, give money, if you want people, give materials, if you want materials, give materials.
He did not even send anyone to monitor him, nor did he force him to forge anything for the sect.
Ning Liu gave him only one sentence.
"Shenjiang, you only need to do what you want to do, Liulitian will be your most solid backing."
That is a kind of trust and respect that is almost indulgent.
Thinking of this, the anger in Lou Gao's heart gradually dissipated and turned into a helpless sigh.
That’s all.
The patriarch of the family has given him enough face, so he himself cannot be too ignorant of praise.
"I know, I'll change my clothes and go there."
He stood up and shouted angrily toward the door.
…
After a moment, the sect leader was in the room.
Lou Gao changed into a relatively clean linen robe, but he had been dealing with flames and metals all year round, and the smell of smoke and iron on his body could not be washed away.
He stood a little awkwardly on the smooth mirror-like floor, looking at Ning Liu who was sitting on the main seat and enjoying tea leisurely. He didn't know what to say for a while.
"Master Lou Gao, please take a seat."
Ning Xiang put down his tea cup and pointed to the chair opposite with a smile.
"The sect master is too polite."
Sit down tall and tall, and as soon as his butt touched the soft chair cushion, he felt uncomfortable all over again, and his waist was straightened.
"I heard that the master craftsman is worried about a piece of deep-sea sunken silver recently?" Ning Liu got straight to the point.
Lou Gao's cloudy eyes suddenly burst into light, and his body leaned forward slightly:
"The sect leader also knows about forging?"
"Know a little bit."
Ning Liu smiled, "Although I'm not good at knocking, I still know a few things."
He stood up, walked to Lou Gao, and looked at the master craftsman with burning eyes.
"Master Craftsman Lou Gao, you have pursued the ultimate in forging all your life, and with a mortal body, you can rival the reputation of a master craftsman."
Have you ever thought that mortal skills will eventually have limits? Ordinary flames will eventually have areas that they cannot touch?"
Lou Gao was stunned.
This question just touched his heart.
He was silent for a long time, and then he spoke in a hoarse voice:
"I have thought about it."
"I have thought about it countless times, what do the weapons used by the gods in the legendary God Realm look like?"
"What kind of flame and what kind of hammer was it forged with? Could it be that... there really is a "divine fire"?"
His voice contained a hint of trembling and desire that he had not even noticed.
That is the ultimate yearning of mortals for the unknown realm.
"Yes."
Ning Liu's answer was only one word, but it was like a huge hammer that hit Lou Gao's heart hard.
He raised his head suddenly and his breathing became rapid.
Ning Liu didn't say anything more, but slowly spread his right hand.
A soft light emerged in his palm.
The light is not dazzling, showing a strange liquid metal texture.
It floated quietly, not emitting any alarming heat, but it solidified the air in the entire sect master's room.
Lou Gao's eyes were instantly attracted by the light.
He couldn't understand, but the martial spirit in his body, the forging hammer that had followed him all his life, was trembling and buzzing crazily!
The blood all over his body was boiling uncontrollably at that moment!
His soul is screaming and longing!
What is that?
What is that? !
"This is..."
Lou Gao's lips were trembling, and he was speaking out one word after another, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
"The Seal of the Divine Power of the Furnace."
Ning Liu's voice was calm and clear, and each word hit the depths of Lou Gao's soul accurately.
h "A creation left behind by a third-level god in the divine world, the "God of the Furnace"."
h "He believes that true creation is turning stone into gold and the circulation of value."
"He wants to find a "bosom friend" in the mortal world who can understand the essence of his Shinto."
"God...god...inheritance?"
Lou Gao's mind went blank, and he was completely confused.
He has only dealt with iron in his life, gods?
What is that?
But the four words "God of the Furnace" seemed to contain some kind of magic power, which made him feel shocked.
“Not much else to say, if you get it, a wisp of ‘furnace divine fire’ will be condensed in your body.” Ning Liu continued, his voice carrying a strange guiding quality.
"Perhaps, it can help you solve the 'problem' of silver sinking in the deep sea."
Boom!
The Divine Fire of the Furnace!
These four words, like a thunder from the sky, exploded in Lou Gao's mind!
His eyes, which had become cloudy due to forging, were instantly filled with endless light!
The problem of sinking silver in the deep sea?
No!
This solves the problem of his life! It is the ultimate answer that he has been pursuing all his life!
He stared hard at the light mark in Ning Liu's palm, his eyes changing from shock, to fanaticism, to an almost insane piety.
He recalled that when he was young, he spent three years squatting in an extremely cold place in order to obtain a piece of meteorite.
He recalled that when he was middle-aged, in order to observe the legendary Nine Refinements and Return to Unity, he did not hesitate to spend all his money, just for a chance to observe.
A life of madness and a lifetime of searching, isn’t it just to take another small step forward on the road of forging?
But now, what is before him is not a small step.
It is a broad road leading to the divine realm!
"Why...give it to me?"
Lou Gao's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't understand.
Why is such a precious inheritance of God given to him, an old madman who is good for nothing but blacksmithing?
Ning Liu stared at him and spoke slowly:
"Because in the heart of the Titan Patriarch, in addition to forging, there is also clan and family. And you, the divine craftsman, only have forging in your heart."
"The Divine Test of the Furnace What I experience is pure. And what I choose is also pure. "
"This opportunity can shine most brilliantly only in your hands."
Lou Gao listened in a daze, and his eyes became moist unknowingly.
Zhiyin!
It turns out that this young sect leader is the one who understands him best!
He understands his own insanity, his own madness, and his obsession that carves the word "creation" into his soul!
"Plop!"
Lou Gao's knees weakened and he knelt down heavily in front of Ning Liu.
This divine craftsman, who has been proud all his life and has never even taken the title Douluo seriously, is now like the most devout believer, kowtowing deeply to the young man in front of him and to the sacred light.
"Sect master... a great favor!"
He did not say too many gorgeous words, only these four simple words, but they were heavier than any oath.
"From now on, Lou Gao's life, these bones, and the skill of his forging hands all belong to the sect master!"
Ning Liu accepted his worship calmly.
He gave a gentle lift, and a soft soul force lifted the building up.
"I don't need your life."
Ning Liu gently pushed forward the "Seal of Divine Power of the Furnace" in his palm, and the light turned into a stream of light and disappeared into Lou Gao's eyebrows.
"I just want to witness with my own eyes how a "God of the Furnace" from the secular world will be born."
Hum——!
The mark entered his body, and Lou Gao's body trembled suddenly.
A burning feeling that cannot be described in words erupted from the depths of his soul!
A golden ray, like the fire that contains the secret of the beginning of the universe, quietly condensed in the sea of Qi in his Dantian.
Lou Gao closed his eyes and felt the changes brought about by the divine fire.
His old body seemed to be rejuvenated at this moment.
Every muscle and every meridian is undergoing a transformation under the illumination of the divine fire.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and the turbidity in his eyes was swept away, replaced by two blazing golden flames!
He bowed deeply to Ning Liu again.
This time, he did not speak again, but turned around and rushed towards the forging room with rapid strides.
There is no longer any trace of decadence or irritability in that back figure, only the sky-high pride and impatient madness are left!
Ning Liu looked at his back, picked up the slightly cold tea on the table, and drank it in one gulp.
He knows.
From today on, the forging history of Douluo Continent will open a new page!