Chapter 454: Sword Forging (1)
There is a huge mansion in the west of Jiancheng.
This courtyard was the residence of a female disciple of Wutong Sou in Jiancheng. Now it was "given" to Lu Wu and his party, and became Lu Wu's residence in Jiancheng.
The courtyard covers an area of about a thousand acres. There are not many pavilions, but each pavilion is extremely exquisite.
Between the pavilions are flower stands covered with roses of various colors.
The roots of these roses are warmed by secret elixirs, so they bloom all year round, and the colors of the flowers in each season are completely different. It is now late autumn, so the roses in the garden are all golden yellow, which contrasts with the golden leaves of the few old sycamore trees in the yard.
The brothers Hu Tianya and Hu Haijiao were hanging upside down under the branches of two large sycamore trees. A fat and strong caracal hugged the tree trunks with its two front paws, stretched out its fat hind legs, and kept kicking their buttocks.
The two young masters of the photo studio were kicked left and right by the caracal.
Below them were two rose racks in full bloom, with dense branches covered with sharp thorns. The two men were stripped naked, leaving only their underwear covering their vital parts. Their bodies swayed, hitting the racks again and again, and countless thorns pierced their delicate skin and flesh again and again, leaving them covered in blood.
Hu Tianya, the sinister and gloomy second young master, was a little tougher. Every time the thorns pierced his body and were pulled out, he grimaced in pain, but kept shouting: "Well done, well done... I am Hu Tianya, the second young master of the photo studio, you guys are doing well... Ah, keep on hitting me, keep on hitting me, when my dad comes, every one of you will die!"
Hu Haijiao, the frivolous and flashy Third Young Master, could not bear such hardship.
Every time the caracal stepped on him, he howled at the top of his lungs, and every time the thorns pierced his body, he cried out at the top of his lungs, calling out "Dad," "Mom," "Ancestors," and so on.
What was even more unbearable was that this guy was in so much pain that he peed one after another continuously. He was hanging upside down... naturally, the fishy and smelly urine all splashed on himself.
Fortunately, the caracal didn't mind the urine all over his body, but instead kicked even harder.
The big parrot stood on a higher branch, looking down at the two young masters who were crying and shouting, shaking his head and sighing: "Oh, look at this delicate one, look at this one covered in wounds, hey, what a pair of good grandsons, how great!"
The green snake coiled around a thin branch beside the big parrot. It squinted its eyes, with a cold and ruthless light flashing in its pupils. From time to time, it opened its mouth, revealing its pointed, thin and extremely sharp fangs. It seemed to be wanting to bite the two men's buttocks and get rid of them completely.
Many waist-deep pits were dug under the trees and between the flower stands.
Metal stakes were buried deep in the ground. Many of the studio's killers had half of their bodies buried underground, while their upper bodies were tightly bound to the metal stakes by countless barbs and iron chains that flashed with rune light.
With every breath, there would be lightning flashing on the metal stakes, flames rising, or ice spurting out, and the ice chips hitting the ground would make a continuous "hissing" sound.
Hundreds of killers from the photo studio were tortured to death by the metal stakes carefully forged by the master craftsmen of the Sword City, and they kept making low humming sounds.
Bai Xie was also fastened to a metal stake. He looked at his subordinates with a gloomy face. If anyone groaned in pain, he would record it in his small account book. As long as they could escape and get out of this disaster, none of those killers who cried out in pain and lost the face of the photo studio would have a good life.
As for the two young masters who were shouting and yelling...
Forget it, they are the young masters of the photo studio, not the studio’s killers. You can’t criticize them with the standards of a killer!
As Bai Xie's eyes flickered, a strong electric current gushed out from the metal stake, bombarding his body with electric current, sparks flying all over his body, and his body almost became translucent. He suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth, and his tongue swung around in his mouth, but he tried hard not to make any sound.
He, Bai Xie, was born a killer. He went through countless life and death tests and finally became the powerful elder.
His tolerance for pain is not comparable to those little killers!
However, just as the current passed, a fat and strong big yellow dog, which was even bigger than a calf, came to the front of the white scorpion. The big yellow dog lowered its huge head and looked at the white scorpion with its extremely human eyes for a while, then turned around, pointed its butt at his face, and then raised its hind legs.
"I...a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!" White Scorpion yelled in frustration .
"Swish"... a stream of extremely powerful water gushed out and hit the white scorpion's face fiercely. This stream of water was hot and boiling, but it also contained extremely rich earth essence, so that every drop of this water was tens of thousands of pounds heavy.
The skin on the white scorpion's face was buzzing, and it felt as if someone was swinging a huge rock and hitting his cheeks continuously. Soon, his face was bruised and swollen, and two of his front teeth were knocked out.
The white scorpion looked at the big yellow dog with a look of despair.
Whose family raised this monster? This big yellow dog is almost about to condense into a Dao fruit, right? This, this...
Heavy footsteps were heard and the ground shook slightly. A giant alligator turtle with a carapace the size of an ordinary carriage and covered with sharp, cold bumps on its shell and a jagged head like a dragon slowly walked over.
This alligator snapping turtle is not a good guy either. It walked slowly to the front of these studio killers and sprayed a mouthful of ice chips in front of them no matter who they were, wrapping all the studio killers in thick ice.
Afterwards, electric light, flames, etc. spurted out from the metal stakes, and the thick ice slowly melted layer by layer. The interweaving of ice and fire brought even more terrible pain to the killers.
Or perhaps, the metal stakes were emitting biting cold air, so the layer of ice wrapped around their bodies continued to thicken, almost suffocating these studio killers.
The white scorpion widened its eyes and looked at the giant alligator turtle in horror.
This guy also ran in front of him, opened his mouth and blew out a stream of cold air. Then, the white scorpion was firmly wrapped in an ice cube with a strong smell of urine.
The killing power is not great, but it is extremely humiliating...
Bai Xie seemed to have returned to his passionate youth. He remembered that when he went on his first mission, the intelligence in the building was wrong. The target they were trying to assassinate had a breakthrough in cultivation and was armed with an extremely powerful spiritual treasure, which he used to kill them and make them flee in panic.
That was thousands of years ago...
That time, the White Scorpion hid in a manure pit in a farmer's field, thus escaping the enemy's pursuit. The manure pit was so filthy and dirty that the monks who were chasing him did not bother to use their divine thoughts to sweep through the huge manure pit, which gave him a chance to escape.
How similar is this situation?
White Scorpion wanted to cry, but his tears froze into ice before they could even flow out.
He only hoped that the news here could be passed on to the main hall of the photo studio as soon as possible so that the senior management in the building could be informed of the changes here.
Otherwise, he, who has been living a life of luxury for many years, can't bear it anymore... If no one comes to save him, he actually wants to cooperate with the other party and explain everything he can.
The problem is that Lu Yi only sent five uncles to torture them, but did not send anyone to ask for their confessions!
In the front yard of the house, in the reception hall, all the top ten sword-making masters in Jiancheng were present, and they all looked at the treasures that Lu Yi had taken out with a solemn expression.
An extremely heavy piece of armor - the refining method is rubbish.
An extremely heavy spear - the refining method is rubbish.
Five extremely heavy swords—their forging methods were rubbish.
The ten sword-making grand masters all saw that these treasures were made of a huge amount of materials of extremely high quality... However, refining is a technical job that does not mean you can make good things by simply piling together top-quality materials.
This requires skill, technique, ingenious formula, outline of runes, and even the right time and place...
The things that Lu Yi took out were very useful for bullying Jin Liankai and the cultivators below Jin Liankai. They were heavy and strong enough. Combined with Lu Yi's abnormal strength, he could kill gods and Buddhas.
However, when one reaches the Ning Dao Fruit and Zhao Xu Kong realms, or even the Half-Step Heavenly Man realm and Heavenly Man realm above that... this garbage that is simply made by piling up materials is no longer useful.
If you encounter someone with profound Taoism, these magical weapons that are made of piles of materials but with crude refining techniques are full of loopholes. They may be able to completely destroy these treasures with just a breath!
In terms of materials, these treasures of Lu Yi are almost comparable to the spiritual treasures of the first and second heavens on the other side.
However, judging from the refining technique and actual power, it is probably at the level of the sixth or seventh level of the Bitter Sea Realm.
After carefully examining the magic weapons that Lu Yi had taken out, Master Huo Yuan was the first to speak: "Let's...recycle them all and refine them again. The materials are all good, so don't waste them... Yeah, they are all good."
Lu Yu's face drooped greatly.
He understood.
Another master of the Cold Cricket nodded slowly. He stroked a diamond sword with both hands and said in a low voice: "If we add some good materials, the quality should be improved a lot... Since it is the young master who asked, I have a post-natal sword embryo that is still being nurtured in the mother's womb underground."
Master Han Que smiled, gently twirled his beard, and glanced at Bai Yuan who was sitting beside him.
Before Bai Yuan could say anything, Yin Yuan had already slapped Bai Yuan on the shoulder: "Xiao Bai, this is the treasure that Brother Lu will rely on to save his life in the future... You are his sister-in-law, you can't be stingy!"
Bai Yuan rolled his eyes at Yin Yuan and said, "Am I a stingy person? Han... Han... Master Han Chong, right? And you guys, if you have any good stuff, bring them all to my brother Lu... I will definitely reward those who have made contributions... For example, a piece of the Supreme Immortal Edict? It's not impossible!"
Bai Yuan smiled brightly: "All the Supreme Immortal Edicts sent down from the upper realm are kept in my hands! So, you should work hard, and I will not treat my meritorious officials unfairly."
Lu Yi was dumbfounded.
Huo Yuan, Han Que and others in the lobby almost went crazy!
