Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

When the divine pattern landed on Zhu Rong's arm, Zhu Rong felt the flames all over his body almost burst.

Fortunately, he now possesses good control over the origin of the fire veins. He raised his hand and slapped it, and a golden light in his palm suppressed the divine pattern on his arm.

The power of the divine pattern was silent, and it condensed into an inch-long trace like a small snake.

When he walked out of Han Muye's stone house, he was still in shock.

It's hard to imagine how far Master Han has comprehended the power of the fire veins.

After a few steps, he had already landed on the stone platform in front of him.

It was the original flame altar.

At this time, groups of Liaoyuan tribe members stood solemnly under the stone platform.

The original Liaoyuan tribe didn't have so many rules, and the people of the tribe acted rather loosely.

Later, it was Han Muye who practiced their cultivation, and practiced with various battle formations, unknowingly they developed the rules of order and prohibition.

Zhu Rongfei landed on the stone platform, looked down, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

"Set off!"

The black tiger crawling under the stone platform stood up, shaking and stretching, and a majestic aura rose up.

Behind the stone platform, the Flying Cloud Beast and Liaoyuan Divine Beast roared and flew high.

At this moment, the clouds above the Liaoyuan tribe were impacted by the power of the three divine beasts, as if they were turbulent in a whirlpool.

The clansmen below looked at the scene in front of them, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

The Liaoyuan Tribe is so powerful!

The stronger your tribe is, the more you can protect yourself and make yourself stronger.

Conversely, such a powerful ethnic group is worth protecting with all your strength, and even giving everything for it.

The spontaneous pride of the group turned into traces of pale golden aura, gathering into an invisible cloud above everyone's heads.

Zhu Rongfei stepped onto the black tiger, stretched out his hands above his head to protect him, and the team rushed out.

After traveling less than ten miles, the scattered cattle and wolves gathered on the wasteland.

These tall and strong monsters have two backpacks hanging on their backs.

This trip is to mine the spirit mine, and the mined spirit iron will also be brought back to the tribe.

Eight hundred clansmen, thousands of monsters, and two divine beasts guarding their heads. Such a large group of people walked through the wasteland. No matter whether it was monsters, beasts or human races, they dared not face them directly and quietly avoided them.

Running for 30,000 miles, there was no one who didn't have eyesight to rob the way.

This made Zhu Rong heave a sigh of relief and feel a little lost.

He also planned to take action when he encountered a robbery, to try the power of the divine pattern that Han Muye gave him.

Yunluo Mountain is a towering mountain peak with cumulus clouds all the year round, and there are several mythical beasts of the cloud and water lineage on the top of the mountain.

In the prehistoric world, the gods and beasts not only gather because of the blood, but also because of the origin.

Of course, there are more battles because of the source of contention.

"It's right there." Liao Yuan, who spread his wings and flew down, whispered, and then flapped his wings to the rocky beach in front of him.

Scattered black spirit iron appeared among the pebbles of various colors.

Zhu Rong walked over, picked up a piece, and nodded.

Beside him, Zhu Tian, ​​who was holding a bone staff in his hand, showed a smile on his face.

"With this spiritual iron, the battle armor that Master Han said can be refined."

Today's Zhu Tian is not the strongest in the clan, but he has high prestige, Zhu Rong has to practice, and Zhu Tian is responsible for all kinds of messy things in the clan.

For Zhutian, the growth of the group today is completely beyond his imagination, and every day is like a dream.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like to refine this spirit iron into a battle armor after taking it back.

The clansmen began to look for black spirit irons on the tidal flats, and the large and small spirit irons crashed into the basket on the monster's back.

Zhu Rong looked up and said in a low voice: "I'll look up, I don't know how long it will take just to pick it up like this."

These ores must have been washed down by the rain.

Driving the black tiger up along the traces of the river, the Liaoyuan beast paced behind Zhu Rong.

The higher you go, the heavier the cloud.

The places that were within reach of the eyes are now completely invisible.

A fiery beast like Liaoyuan is not used to this kind of cloud that drenches the whole body.

"call--"

Spit out a mouthful of flame, and the water vapor thousands of meters ahead was directly transpired.

Liao Yuan proudly flapped his wings.

"How about it, I—"

Before the transmission of spiritual thoughts was over, Zhu Rong had already let out a low shout, then flew up and punched out.

"boom--"

A ten-foot cloud claw gathered above their heads, collided with this punch, and exploded.

It has a one-horned head, and its body is like an antelope, but a divine beast covered in scales appears in front of it, and its eyes are dignified.

"Fire power?"

"What are you doing in Yunluo Mountain?"

Yunluo Mountain is full of clouds and water, and the fire pulse is just asking for trouble.

"This is the cloud water floating sheep, the soaring cloud beast that Master Han said?" Liao Yuan's spiritual thoughts quietly passed to Zhu Rong.

"Is this guy able to gather thousands of miles of water clouds and stir up wind and rain in the sky?"

In the Liaoyuan Tribe, Han Muye not only taught the Dao, but also combined the power of various beasts and divine patterns in the prehistoric to reflect the differences between various levels of power.

For example, the mid-level divine beast Floating Sheep in front of him, although his bloodline strength is average, but between the clouds and water, where there is cloud and air, the strength displayed can be continuously doubled.

Zhu Rong looked around and nodded slightly.

Ben was going to compete with the beast here, but it turned out that it was a floating sheep, so there was nothing to do.

The original power of my own fire veins will be suppressed very badly here in Yunluo Mountain. On the contrary, all the power of others will be almost infinitely added here.

The prehistoric world is stable, and it is not easy to shake the mountains and rivers and destroy the land veins.

"We are here to mine spirit mines." Zhu Rong cupped his hands forward and said loudly.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a golden-red bloodstone of the divine beast flew down.

Seeing the blood stone, Fuyang's eyes lit up.

A cloud of air enveloped the bloodstone, and a hint of intoxication appeared on the floating sheep's face.

The halo on the bloodstone was dimly visible to the naked eye.

He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling man, but took away the blood stone, and his face looked much better.

"You're talking about Fuyun Iron, right? There are quite a few of them on the mountain, so you can just pick them up."

Pick up?

Zhu Rong shook his head and raised his hand to signal: "We need a lot."

Especially many?

How many?

The Floating Sheep Divine Sense swept across Zhu Rong and Liao Yuan, and then extended down the mountain.

"Well……"

At the foot of the mountain, those guys are all here to pick up the Floating Cloud Iron?

That really takes a lot.

After pondering for a while, Fuyang's eyes turned around Zhu Rong and Liao Yuan.

"I know where this Floating Cloud Iron came from."

"I can also take you there, but whether you can get it or not depends on you."

Zhu Rong and Liao Yuan looked at each other and nodded.

They didn't expect a bloodstone to be exchanged for Floating Cloud Iron, as long as they could take them there.

Covered in scales and armored, the eight-foot-tall Floating Sheep was running like a cloud, with a flash of ten thousand feet.

No wonder it has the name of floating sheep.

Floating sheep moved forward, breaking the clouds around him, Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan followed behind.

With the floating sheep in front, Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan can easily see the surrounding scenery.

There are mountains with surging clouds, flowers everywhere, twisted pine trees, and various elixir scattered.

This Yunluoshan is really a good place.

"Om—"

After running for a while, the sea of ​​clouds in front of him shook, and a huge beast face emerged.

Like an eagle or a dove, it is turbulent among the clouds.

"Floating sheep? Are you here to die?"

The billowing divine power urges the clouds to oscillate and surge.

Fu Yang stood upright, turned to look at Zhu Rong and Liao Yuan.

"The rest is up to you."

After speaking, it shrank back and retreated.

Zhu Rong looked forward and saw the cloud-shrouded mountain peaks, all black.

This mountain is actually full of floating clouds and iron!

Looking at the mountain, both Zhu Rong and Liao Yuan's eyes lit up.

"That, this mountain, our Liaoyuan Tribe wants it." Zhu Rong pointed to the mountain peak and said in a deep voice.

He just finished speaking, and the floating clouds in front of him suddenly seemed to be boiling.

A giant black bird of thirty feet with spread wings flew out directly.

The head of this giant bird is golden red, the long beak is shining with a cold light, and the black on the body reveals traces of dark blue.

"It's an iron dove, a golden-veined beast."

Liaoyuan let out a low cry, spread his wings, and rushed straight up.

It was in mid-air, and fiery red spears had condensed in front of it.

The ten-foot-long gun body, each line reveals the coldness that shreds the void.

The power of the flames is cold, and the blood of the beasts condenses weapons.

This method caused a trace of bewilderment to appear in the eyes of the flying iron-eating dove.

"boom--"

Three hundred and sixty long spears disappeared in a flash, piercing directly into the chest and abdomen of the food-eating dove.

The iron-eating dove roared, and all the feathers on its body stood up.

"Dangdangdang—"

The spear condensed by the flame hit the feather, and then shattered.

Above each beam of light, the flame power in the void was aroused, and it scattered and collapsed.

Half of the disintegrating flames were golden red and blazing.

The other half is cold and frosty white.

The two kinds of power are intertwined around the body of the food iron dove, causing the surrounding forces to vibrate.

"boom--"

The intertwined forces collided and collapsed, and the sky and the earth roared.

The iron-eating dove's body was also knocked into the air.

It's just that the giant bird's body was shaken and flew back again.

It can't be said that it was unharmed, but it only dropped a few feathers.

"The defense is so strong." Liaoyuan Divine Beast muttered.

Down below, Zhu Rong's eyes were also shining brightly.

"Don't let it get close to the Fuyun iron ore vein, or you will never be able to break through its defense." Behind, the retreating Floating Sheep made a sound.

"Fuyang, you are looking for death!" Shi Tiejiu roared, spreading its wings and rushing towards the direction of Fuyang.

Zhu Rong laughed, flew up, and stabbed out with a long spear in his hand.

"boom--"

The fire dragon brought out by the spear hit the iron-eating dove, sending its body flying obliquely.

In the next moment, a black golden and iron aura protruded from the iron-eating dove's body, intertwined and collided with the fire dragon around him.

The power of the fire dragon was quickly melted by the gas of gold and iron.

The iron-eating dove roared angrily, and spread its wings to descend to the black mountain below.

The body of Liaoyuan Divine Beast, which had a tacit understanding with Zhu Rong, turned into a flame and rushed down directly, blocking the way of Shi Tiejiu.

The huge body of the iron-eating dove collided with the Liaoyuan beast.

The prairie fire, which was only one-tenth the size of the iron-eating dove, abruptly blocked the iron-eating dove.

The black mountain rock is in front of you, but it is out of reach.

"boom--"

The fire dragon came rushing.

"Boom—"

The Liaoyuan Divine Beast continued to attack, lifting the iron-eating dove's body into the air.

The power of the two flames combined, and the tendons and veins of the iron-eating dove were rapidly consumed.

"Roar--"

Shi Tiejiu was in a hurry, roared wildly, and smashed the fire dragon around him with one claw, then his body shook and fell down the cliff uncontrollably.

Liao Yuan turned around and chased after him.

At this moment, the iron-eating dove that had fallen down suddenly stopped.

"Om—"

All the black feathers on its body exploded, and then turned into countless flying feathers, heading towards Liaoyuan.

The power of the golden veins emanating from the flying feathers is so powerful that it can definitely tear Liao Yuan's body apart.

Floating sheep not far away saw this scene and jumped and ran away.

Zhu Rong's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his arms.

The golden stripes on his arms emerged.

"boom--"

The golden horizontal stripes supporting the sky pressed down towards the iron dove.

The iron dove and those ejected flight feathers fell uncontrollably.

"Boom—"

The horizontal pattern hit half of the cliff, the black mountain collapsed, and pieces of black boulders fell.

Half of the iron dove's body was buried under the black ore, struggling in pain.

The horizontal stripes disappeared, and there was no blazing flame between the surrounding heaven and earth, as if nothing had happened.

It's just the black ore that keeps rolling down, indicating that there was a big battle just now.

Shi Tiejiu struggled out, his face was full of fear.

The floating sheep in the distance also lost the previous banter, and their eyes flickered.

Zhu Rong looked around and threw out a blood stone.

"I'm sorry, I broke a piece of your mountain."

"I would like to make it up to you."

compensate?

Have a bloodstone?

Shi Tiejiu's face was blank, and he took the blood stone.

"You said that earlier, why are you fighting?"

...

Ten days later.

The monster team left loaded with ore.

Shi Tiejiu saw off Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan with a happy expression on his face and the floating sheep beside him.

"Don't worry, you will mine in the future, as long as, right, haha, I will definitely contribute." Shi Tiejiu said proudly.

As long as there are blood stones, everything is negotiable.

The ore mined this time was not only of excellent quality, but was also refined by Shi Tiejiu with its original source.

It's not shabby to earn bloodstones.

After Zhu Rong and Liao Yuan left, Shi Tiejiu turned his gaze to Fu Yang.

Fuyang shrank back and hurried away.

"What are you afraid of? With so many blood stones, I'm not interested in you anymore." Shi Tiejiu snorted coldly, spread his wings, gathered the blood stones, and flew back to his lair.

Because they carried ore on their backs, the team of monsters walked for more than ten days before returning to the Liaoyuan Tribe.

At this time, a large furnace had already been erected in the tribe.

"Light a fire, you all know how to do it?"

"Also, you should also do the forging and ironwork yourself."

"As for the seal carving divine pattern," Han Muye, who was standing by the stove, glanced at Canglang and Heihu, as well as the Feiyun Beast not far away, "you can exchange the divine pattern for bloodstones."

God pattern blood stone.

It wasn't Han Muye who carved the divine patterns himself, but let these divine beasts do the seal carving.

The Liaoyuan Tribe doesn't have its own divine tattoo master, but they have divine beasts!

The divine pattern carved by the divine beast itself has more original power than any divine pattern master.

"Bloodstone..." Heihu grinned, rubbing his paws on the ground.

It's a good business.

...

Everything is difficult at the beginning. When the first furnace of Fuyun iron was smelted, the quality was extremely poor.

When the first armor was refined, it was like a brick.

But just this brick was looted by everyone in the entire Liaoyuan tribe.

Looking at the battle armor that looked like a city wall, Han Muye smiled.

He could feel that between the sky and the earth, there was a trace of the power of the sky and the earth falling quietly.

This is the fusion of heavenly power.