Control The World Chapter 26

One must know that this piece of Spirit Iron was much more valuable than high-grade Common Tier Spirit Weapons. Not to mention that Medial Grade Weapon.

"This piece of spirit iron has been left behind by our ancestors for several hundred years. I hope that the later generations will be able to forge a spirit weapon and become a master refiner." Unfortunately, the younger generation is useless and wasted this piece of spirit iron. " Blacksmith w.a.n.g lamented.

Then, he looked at Ning Wufeng with s.h.i.+ning eyes and said, "Wufeng, I've decided to use this spiritual iron to forge the body of the spear. Old w.a.n.g believes that in the future, you will be able to roam the four seas, and at that time, this spear will become famous for itself!"

he said firmly.

Ning Wufeng was slightly moved, just like a spell. From generation to generation, blacksmith w.a.n.g considered refining to be an existence of faith. He immediately said, "Then I'll be troubling Master w.a.n.g."

He lowered the point of the spear.

"Alright!" w.a.n.g Shouchuan's face suddenly darkened. Veins bulged all over his body as he opened the silver box, and a piece of spiritual iron glinted. Even after hundreds of years, his spiritual force had not been damaged, but had instead become richer.

Such a large spirit body was more than enough to forge a spear.

Ning Wufeng helped blacksmith w.a.n.g to take the spiritual iron out of the silver box. He could feel that there was a spiritual formation on top of the silver box, so he sealed the spiritual energy inside.

The spirit iron weighed a thousand Jin. But the magic thing was that when spirit energy was poured into it, it would slowly become lighter, which was why it was called having a spirit.

Blacksmith w.a.n.g had an extremely pious expression on his face. He burned incense for the wine and said to Ning Wufeng, "Refining spirit iron requires a large amount of effort."

He struck out with his palm towards that piece of Spirit Iron, urging his little disciple to quickly pull the wind direction so that the flames would become more vigorous.

"Light up the Spiritual Array!" Blacksmith w.a.n.g gave a loud shout. There was also a spirit array engraved on the furnace, but he didn't use it normally. The spirit array burned spirit stones like flowing water, so how could he afford to use it?

Ning Wufeng took out a bag of spirit stones and placed it on the table for his little disciple to use. When his little disciple opened it, he couldn't help but exclaim softly. He didn't expect Ning Wufeng to casually take out so many spirit stones.

Once the Spiritual Array was activated, the power of the flames immediately increased. The originally scarlet flames gradually turned white and began to refine the spiritual iron. The Spirit Iron weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

w.a.n.g Shouchuan took a deep breath and struck the hammer down. With a bang, the hammer exploded. His face was completely red, and the spirit energy throughout his entire body was surging. Once again, he smashed down with his hammer, and a layer of white light appeared on it.

With a bang, it landed on top of the Spirit Iron, causing flames to shoot out in all directions. However, the Spirit Iron had only changed a little. It was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"d.a.m.n it, I didn't expect this Spirit Iron to be so hard to smelt." Blacksmith w.a.n.g's face reddened. He spat a few times and crazily smashed down five or six times. However, it did not have much effect on the spiritual iron.

"Master w.a.n.g, let me try." Ning Wufeng immediately said. After all, those who could refine spirit weapons were all master refiners, and their strength was definitely not below the Invigorated Meridian Realm, while blacksmith w.a.n.g was only at the 4th level of the Qi Drawing Realm.

"Then I'll have to trouble you with the big picture." w.a.n.g Shouchuan had no choice but to pa.s.s the hammer to Ning Wufeng.

"The strength exerted from the waist and the strength used to move the arms falls. It can increase the strength exerted." This was also their trick of forging iron.

Ning Wufeng replied and took a deep breath. The spirit energy from his three spirit veins poured out and with a loud bang, the hammer smashed down. Spirit iron shone brightly in all directions and the dent was quite large, but it was still far from being able to refine spirit iron.

He thought for a moment and then, with a flash of inspiration, used the true intent of the spear on refining spirit iron. For a time, the iron hammer transformed into the spear in his hand and smashed down with a bang. Spiritual light surged as the spirit iron began to undergo a tremendous change.

He had a way!

Ning Wufeng was delighted.

Blacksmith w.a.n.g was also secretly amazed; it seemed that his spirit body was given to the right person. The hammer in Ning Wufeng's hand started to fall down in a mysterious rhythm, hammering one after another. The square piece of spirit iron was slowly crushed into the shape of a pancake.

On the side, w.a.n.g Shouchuan used a fire pincer to arrange the spirit iron.

The sledgehammer in Ning Wufeng's hand smashed down, and the spear's sharp true intent burst forth. The spirit iron was like dough that was being kneaded by him.

After a while, Ning Wufeng suddenly felt a light flash through his mind. He said, "Since I can comprehend the true meaning of the spear, why can't I figure out the true meaning of this power?"

In his previous life, his martial arts had reached a high level. To be able to lift something heavy as though it was light or heavy, was it not the path of tremendous strength?

Not just that, but the World Exterminating Spear weighed 10,000 jins in someone's hand. Wasn't this a perfect fit with the path of great strength?

When he thought here, he began to slowly weaken the effect of his sharp true meaning, and slowly began to comprehend the true meaning of his immense strength.

Force is generated by the heart, and is exerted by the muscles of the four limbs.

What was heavy? It was just human feelings. Ning Wufeng knew that in his previous life, there was someone who could overturn five tons of small trucks in times of crisis and hold a child that had fallen from the 10th floor. However, under normal circ.u.mstances, not to mention five tons, even if it was five hundred Jin, no one would be able to do it.

Then how could he make others feel such a sense of heaviness? This should be the Profound Truths of Giant Strength. As he hammered and hammered the ground, the spirit iron constantly changed shape. Following the tempering of the flames, the spirit iron was covered in a layer of faint white light, just like a human meridian.

To lift a weight as if it were light, to lift a weight as if it were light. If the hammer in my hand was a feather instead of a heavy hammer, would I need to use so much strength?

If what was in front of him was not a piece of spiritual iron, but a piece of stubborn iron. Do I need to work so hard?

Ning Wufeng continued to ponder as he suddenly thought of the words of the Eternal Heaven Realm cultivator: "All tribulations are for you to hone your skills." If you defeat yourself, you will have the power to defeat everything. "

First you think it's possible, then you have hope.

It was the same for the Dao of heaviness. When you have an even heavier will in your heart, you can move even if you have a thousand pounds in front of you.

With that thought in mind, Ning Wufeng seemed to have entered a mystical state. The hammer in his hand seemed light as a feather as it floated down, but every time it landed, it would cause the spirit iron to bloom.

The hammer in his hand became faster and faster, like raindrops falling, causing Blacksmith w.a.n.g to be dumbstruck. Could it be that big shot Ning had already broken through to the Invigorated Meridian Realm?

The little disciple at the side even forgot to release his Spirit Stones. He held onto the metal awl and stared blankly at it as it fell from his hand like raindrops. He only knew that even a blacksmith like him couldn't use a hammer this quickly.

Immediately, small stars began to s.h.i.+ne in his eyes. A large scale was a large scale. No wonder he could achieve such accomplishments at such a young age.

"Little Hai, stop looking. Quickly add in the spirit stones." Seeing that the fire had obviously died down, w.a.n.g Shouchuan urged.

"Oh, oh." The young disciple suddenly came to his senses and quickly added spirit stones to it.

After a while, Ning Wufeng slowly came to his senses. His eyes flashed with a dignified light that made w.a.n.g Shouchuan's body sink.

So this was the true meaning of tremendous strength. Ning Wufeng was overjoyed. He never thought that Refining Iron would allow him to comprehend such a principle. However, this was also closely related to the experience he had acc.u.mulated in his previous life.

The spirit iron had been hammered soft as noodles.

"Can forging spirit iron be this good?" Ning Wufeng asked.

"Huh?" w.a.n.g Shouchuan suddenly came to his senses and said, "It's done." I'll take the mold and we can begin to shape it. "

When blacksmith w.a.n.g brought the mold over, Ning Wufeng helped him put the spiritual iron into the grinder.

"Big deal. I'll teach you how to refine a millstone." Blacksmith w.a.n.g had already viewed Ning Wufeng as his disciple. No, he wasn't his disciple. He felt like he couldn't compare himself to him, but seeing how talented Ning Wufeng was in smithing, he couldn't help but want to give him everything.

After Ning Wufeng had obtained the spiritual incantation he used to refine the tools, spiritual light began to pour out of his hands continuously. The spiritual light suddenly became extremely hot, entering into his spiritual iron. The spiritual iron was like a sponge absorbing Ning Wufeng's spiritual energy at a crazy rate.

As the spirit energy gushed out, the surface of the spirit iron started to slowly melt, showing a silver l.u.s.ter as it slowly began to flow.

With the continuous influx of Ning Wufeng's spiritual energy, the spiritual energy that had used up almost all three spirit veins was finally completely melted and began to take shape along the mold.

Only then did Ning Wufeng let out a light sigh of relief. If this went on, his spiritual power would be depleted. However, it was fortunate that his spiritual energy was much deeper than cultivators of the same cultivation level, otherwise he wouldn't be able to take another step forward.

After a long while, Blacksmith w.a.n.g brought the cold water from the well and said in a somewhat remorseful tone, "I didn't expect that the Spirit Iron would be used today. Otherwise, I would have gone to the city to buy some Spirit Spring Water."

Ning Wufeng smiled lightly and took the bucket filled with well water from him, saying, "These are not related to elegance."

The power of the World Extinguis.h.i.+ng Spear lay in the spearpoint, in his own heart. After comprehending the great power of lifting a heavy object as though it was light, Ning Wufeng became much more indifferent towards it.

His own strength was the real strength. Relying on the power of the Spirit Iron Divine Weapon was not a long term plan after all.

The water in the well splashed onto it, and with a sizzling sound, a white smoke rose into the air. Blacksmith w.a.n.g immediately urged him to start carving. Otherwise, it would be hard to finish when all the Spirit Iron had cooled down.

Ning Wufeng took the pen in his hand and pondered for a moment. In his mind, the image of the spear shaft appeared, as if a roaming dragon was rapidly carving a pattern.

Dragon scales slowly appeared on the perfectly round spear's body. The dragon's fluctuating body also slowly revealed its shape. The dragon's tail was a sharp blade made from the tail of the spear.

He drew every stroke. Although he had never learned these things before, the strength of his spiritual sense allowed him to draw them perfectly with every step.

The spear was completed!

The dragon was as thick as a person's wrist and coiled around his body. It was extremely lifelike, and its tail was in the shape of a trident as cold light flashed around it.

What a great coiling dragon spear.

Even blacksmith w.a.n.g couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. He thought to himself that his decades of skill as a blacksmith was actually inferior to Ning Wufeng's knowledge.

With the body of the spear ready, Ning Wufeng placed the tip of the spear onto it with a 'kacha' sound. The quill silk entered the handle, and the top of the spear had two reverse scales that tightened around the tip.

The World Extinguis.h.i.+ng Spear was successful!

A wave of valiant and imposing aura instantly appeared …