Chapter 149

That was the eternal pain in his heart.

He could no longer bear the tragedy of a white-haired person sending off a black-haired one.

The Taiji Dao, although it was the essence of his lifelong martial cultivation.

But in his heart, it was ultimately not as important as the lives of disciples like Song Song Yuanqiao.

If he could exchange the Taiji Dao for their safety, it would be worth it.

The various forces of the Wu Lin, because of Ning Chuan’s appearance and the series of heaven-shaking changes that occurred on Brightness Peak.

Were all like a calm lake surface into which a giant rock had been thrown, stirring up monstrous waves, with winds and clouds rising and dark currents surging.

And at this moment, on Brightness Peak.

Ning Chuan seemed completely unconcerned about the disturbances in the outside world.

He remained in that luxurious palace that belonged to him, concentrating on comprehending the many martial arts and secret techniques he had recently obtained.

He coiled on the thousand-year cold jade bed, his huge dragon head slightly lowered, and his pale golden dragon pupils flashed with the light of wisdom.

In front of him hovered scrolls of Taoist scriptures radiating an ancient aura, as well as some incomplete copies of ancient formations and tool-refining methods.

These were all carefully selected from the Taoist treasury of the Quanzhen Sect and the collection of Taohuadao.

"The way of formations is broad and profound, not only can it be used to trap and kill enemies, but it can also invoke the power of heaven and earth, gather the essence of the sun and moon, and assist in cultivation."

Ning Chuan thought to himself.

The [Qiankun Spirit-Gathering Great Formation] he had set up earlier, although effective, could gather all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a thousand miles.

But its essence was still just an auxiliary formation that invoked and gathered spiritual energy, without strong offensive or defensive capabilities.

Moreover, its requirements for formation materials were extremely high, making it difficult to replicate.

"If the way of formations can be perfectly combined with the art of tool refining."

"Using my own demonic power as a guide, using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a foundation, directly engraving mysterious formation runes onto magic treasures and weapons..."

"Making them not only possess powerful physical attack power, but also be able to invoke the power of heaven and earth, erupting with all kinds of incredible might..."

"For example, invoking nine-heaven divine thunder, or summoning samadhi true fire?"

In Ning Chuan’s mind, flashes of inspiration appeared like spring water, and one bold and novel idea after another emerged continuously.

He thought of the descriptions of ancient immortals refining magic treasures he had seen in Taoist scriptures earlier.

"The 'Taishang Dongxuan Lingbao Shuoyuanxing Jing' says: 'Heaven has nine layers, earth has nine mounds, each has a divine official, all endowed with the power of the Dao. The success of a magic treasure also requires sensing heaven and earth, invoking the stars, to endow it with spirituality and might.'"

"The 'Lingbao Wuliang Duren Shangpin Miaojing' also records: 'The vessel is the carrier of the Dao. Using spirit to refine the vessel, using the vessel to carry the Dao, only then can one live as long as heaven and earth and shine with the sun and moon.'"

"..."

He faintly felt that he had grasped a key thread.

Refining a true magic treasure was not just simple material stacking and forging.

It also required a deep understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, and precise control over energy!

"The key still lies in... how to perfectly integrate those mysterious formation runes into the material of the magic treasure, and make them run stably, invoking the power of heaven and earth!"

"This requires... a more powerful medium capable of carrying and conducting this power!"

"Demonic power! That’s right! It’s demonic power!"

"With my current pure dragon demonic power, perhaps it can serve as the core for engraving formation patterns and invoking spiritual energy!"

Inspiration flashed!

In Ning Chuan’s eyes, incomparably brilliant light erupted!

He finally found the key node that had troubled him for a long time!

[You deeply comprehend the way of ancient formations and the art of tool refining, combining your understanding of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and demonic power...]

[You understand the mysterious method of using demonic power as a guide to engrave formation runes onto magic treasures and weapons, thereby endowing them with the ability to invoke the power of heaven and earth and erupt with all kinds of divine abilities...]

[You successfully create the unique—True Dragon Tool-Casting Art—for your dragon body!]

Ning Chuan slowly opened his pale golden dragon pupils, his eyes filled with uncontrollable joy and excitement!

True Dragon Tool-Casting Art!

It was done!

He had finally mastered the method of refining true magic treasures!

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao, on the side, feeling the strong aura of joy radiating from Ning Chuan...

Both hurriedly stepped forward, standing respectfully on both sides, waiting for the Master’s instructions.

Ning Chuan looked at them, his voice carrying a trace of pleasure, and instructed:

"Xiao Zhao, immediately pass down the order, let Dai Dai Qisi send all the rare treasures collected earlier, as well as that specially made huge furnace, to this place!"

"I want to personally open the furnace and refine tools!"

"Yes! Master! Servant will go and do it!" Xiao Zhao, upon hearing this, also had a glimmer of excitement and expectation flash in her eyes, hurriedly taking the order and leaving.

She was also very curious about what kind of heaven-shaking divine weapon or magic treasure the Master was going to refine.

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo was still kneeling respectfully in front of Ning Chuan, her head lowered, ready to listen to any instructions from the Master at any time.

She knew that being able to witness the Master’s immortal means of refining magic treasures was already a great opportunity.

Soon.

Under Dai Dai Qisi’s personal supervision.

A huge furnace, three zhang high, cast entirely from thousand-year black iron, with countless fire-gathering runes engraved on it.

And a mountain of various, colorful rare treasure ores.

Were all sent to the huge square outside the palace where Ning Chuan was.

"Pay respects to Island Master Ning!"

On Brightness Peak, the Ming Cult high-level officials and core disciples who had rushed over upon hearing the news, seeing Ning Chuan, all bowed respectfully, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity.

Ning Chuan just nodded indifferently, signaling that everyone did not need to be overly polite.

He did not immediately start refining tools.

Instead, he coiled beside the huge furnace, closing his eyes and resting, adjusting his own state.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the best time.

Although everyone was filled with doubt and confusion, they could only suppress their impatience and wait quietly.

Finally, night fell, and a bright moon, like a huge silver plate, hung high in the pitch-black night sky.

Cold and holy moonlight poured down like mercury, shrouding the entire Brightness Peak in a hazy and mysterious halo.

Just then!

Ning Chuan’s closed pale golden dragon pupils suddenly opened!

Two golden divine lights, like substance, shot out from his eyes, straight into the clouds!

Making everyone present feel a wave of heart-palpitating shock!

He no longer hesitated, preparing to start refining tools!

Seeing his massive dragon body, his demonic power suddenly moved!

Those rare treasure ores and heavenly materials and earthly treasures piled up like a mountain, as if receiving some invisible traction, all turned into streams of light, automatically flying into the huge furnace!

Immediately following, he opened his dragon maw!

"Whoosh—!!!"

A terrifying flame, pitch-black as ink but filled with destructive and purifying power, erupted from his mouth like a dragon leaving the sea!

It was exactly the life-bound true fire he had comprehended earlier—Black Water Dragon Flame!

That black dragon flame instantly wrapped the entire huge furnace!

The terrifying high temperature made the surrounding air distort!

The incomparably hard treasure ores inside the furnace, under the burning of the Black Water Dragon Flame, actually melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into pools of colorful boiling mineral liquid!

The Ming Cult members on Brightness Peak, looking at this scene like a miracle, were all stunned, their hearts shattered!

"This... this... what kind of flame is this?! Why... why is it so terrifying?!"

"Island Master... he... he is going to... forge a divine weapon?"

They had never seen such an inconceivable method of tool refining!

Ning Chuan’s massive dragon body slowly hovered in mid-air.

With a thought, the Heaven-Reliant Sword flashing with cold light, and the Dragon-Slaying Saber domineering and heavy, automatically flew out from his side!

Under the gaze of everyone’s shocked and incredulous eyes, they simultaneously fell into the huge furnace burning with the raging black dragon flame!