[Indestructible Vajra (Crimson): Those who are indestructible are Vajra. Those with this destiny may be able to have perfect muscles and bones, and can withstand hundreds of poisons, water, fire, weapons, diseases, plagues, pain...

King Kong Realm]

"King Kong Realm..."

Yang Yu's eyes flickered.

The old monk Yuanjue's extremely tyrannical training left a deep impression on him. With the momentum of falling from a height of one hundred feet, he activated his inner breath, blood energy, and the power of nine cows and two tigers, and burned a lot of blood, energy, and life. Only then could he be worthy of it.

It broke his horizontal training.

If not, even if there is enough space to accommodate the counter-shock force, he will be seriously injured.

He was naturally curious about this magical skill.

Although the change in destiny will not show immediate results on the body, if the destiny has this characteristic, he will definitely learn and learn this magical skill from the ancestral land of Zen Buddhism.

There is no doubt about this.

It’s just that Yang Yu is very curious about how the ‘destiny’ in the dark will allow him to obtain this magical skill...

call!

As his mind turned, Yang Yu focused on his destiny, trying his best to influence the location of this magical power, hoping to replace the 'image of violent death' in his destiny.

The change of destiny was faster than imagined. Before Yang Yu could even notice it, his destiny had changed.

However, it was replaced by ‘Jinyiwei Qianhu (Light Green)’.

"fine……"

Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't fully control the change of fate. Fortunately, the result was not bad.

But, why is this destiny being replaced?

"Is it because I am about to lose this destiny that the new destiny will be biased?"

Enlightenment arises in the heart.

Yang Yu felt that he seemed to have found a pattern, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

The total number of fates remains unchanged, and the fact that he is about to lose his identity as a member of the Imperial Guard Qianhu means that the change in his identity is about to begin.

If you choose to change your destiny at this stage, isn't it just in line with some unknown trajectory?

"Fate, destiny, destiny..."

Yang Yu murmured in his heart, making an association inadvertently.

If Dao Fruit is the essence of heaven and earth and is transformed from the principles of natural law, does that mean that somewhere in this world, there is still Dao Fruit that controls destiny?

Male or female?

…

…

After Qin Si left, Yang Yu stayed in Deyang Mansion for another half month.

Firstly, Duan Leng collected a large amount of black stones that needed to be smelted slowly, and secondly, he wanted to re-forge a sword.

Jin Yiwei's Xiuchun Dao was melted by a fire snake in Nie Wendong, but fortunately it was not vaporized. Yang Yu found iron slag, combined with the black iron he collected and some confiscated weapons, to resmelt a large amount of black iron.

boom!

boom!

boom!

In the blacksmith shop filled with fireworks, Yang Yu wielded a sledgehammer and beat the red sword, while dozens of big men with bare upper bodies violently pulled the bellows.

The tall stove radiated heat, and the whole street was scorching without any chill.

After all, Deyang Mansion was once a prosperous place that was not inferior to Qingzhou City, and it also had the means to melt black iron. This large iron furnace could create ten-refined black iron weapons.

This is also the limit of most folk blacksmiths. Only those powerful forces and imperial courts that have existed for a long time have the means to create magic weapons that have been refined a hundred times or a thousand times.

As for the ‘Ten Thousand Refinements’, it only exists in legends, and most people in this world will never see it in their lifetime.

However, the Ten Refiners are enough for one use. Apart from the Ten Steps and One Kill Sword of Qixuan Sect, the only hundred-forged black iron sword that Yang Yuzhen has ever acquired is the sword of Fengxian.

I only touched it once...

"Old Yang, is your sword a horizontal sword? How do you use it with two edges?"

The one who was not afraid of the high temperature and watched Yang Yu forging weapons at close range was Master Miaomiao. This little Taoist priest was so angry last time that he ignored Yang Yu for several days.

But after about ten days, the anger subsided. I heard that he was making weapons, so I came over.

Looking at Yang Yu's beating, he was a little curious.

This is a very special sword, similar to the Tang Dynasty Hengdao, but with two edges. It is like a straight sword, but it is thicker and much longer than the Hengdao.

"This is a variant of the Tang Dao with various blades, capable of both cutting and stabbing..."

Yang Yu had no time to answer, Niu San had already answered in a low voice:

"Yang Daxia is tall, has long arms, and is born with supernatural power. Ordinary weapons are either light or short. Although the horizontal sword is sharp, it is light, so there are changes."

Looking at Yang Yu, Niu San felt a little worried.

The former Yang Qianhu's methods were too cruel. He had never seen a martial arts master execute his enemy to death in public.

Such a person would make anyone feel jealous.

"good."

Yang Yu nodded and replied.

He is a master of swordsmanship. He has experienced hundreds of battles and knows the advantages and disadvantages of weapons. This sword is not a good one, but it must be suitable for him.

The Qinglong Nine Kills is a powerful one, but you don’t necessarily have to use the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

"Isn't it just a double-edged sword?"

Xiao Daotong was quite unhappy:

"When I return to the capital, I will go to Tiangongyuan to get a Ten Thousand Refinement Divine Sword. I am so jealous of you. If you beg me eighteen times, I will let you touch it. If you agree to be my protector, I will

Promise to give it to you."

"My little ancestor!"

Niu San took a breath of hot air, and smoke came out of his nostrils: "Wan Duan? Do you really dare to say that from Qin to the present, there are only about a dozen Wan Duan magic soldiers..."

The creation of weapons has been a top priority in all dynasties, and the Ten Thousand Forged Swords have always been the top divine weapons in the world.

Although the forging methods of the Ming Dynasty were much better than those of previous dynasties, there were only a few or two of the Ten Thousand Forged Divine Weapons that were truly forged in that dynasty.

In addition, even the gold-plated phoenix wings of Zhao Wang Zhang Xuanba of the Western Prefecture do not seem to have reached the level of ten thousand forgings.

"What, you don't believe it? You don't believe it either?"

Looking at Niu San and then at Yang Yu, Miaomiao was immediately annoyed. He put his hands on his waist and stamped his feet bitterly: "Look, I will do what I say!"

"..."

You are a real tiger!

Don't talk about whether you have the ability to create a Ten Thousand Forged Divine Sword. Even if you do, if you dare to send it out, you will see if the master beats you to death...

Niu San was completely speechless, but seeing that his little ancestor seemed a little serious, he hurriedly changed the subject:

"Little Ancestor, I have read and seen it, we should go back, in case your master comes back..."

"Master..."

The insignificant real person was trembling, but he was a little reluctant to leave. This was the first time for him to go out alone at this age. How could he want to go back like this?

But Niu San even carried his master out, so there was nothing he could do.

Fu Shui watched the ceremony, he was only afraid of his master, that old Niubi...

"Lao Yang, I'm leaving soon, why don't you give me a farewell gift?!"

The little Taoist priest reached out for a gift.

boom!

After a heavy blow, Yang Yu dropped the hammer, and the blacksmith who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward to take it, calling on everyone to come forward to help with annealing, normalizing, quenching, tempering and other subsequent work.

"Your family has a big business, so you still value Yang's things?"

Yang Yu wiped his hands, smiled, but still took out a handwritten book:

"You want Zhou Youyi... Liuxu, I've changed it a little bit, so you can get started."

It is naturally difficult to get started in traveling around Liuxu, but as for Yixu, it is much easier to think about it...

"Ha ha!"

Satisfied, the little Taoist stretched out his hand again, and a talisman turned into light and fell onto the weapon being forged. Several blacksmiths were startled.

"Energy Talisman?!"
To be continued...