fynovel Chapter 12 Instant Refinement, Dao Seed Cools Down
Chapter 12 Instant Refinement, Dao Seed Cools Down
"Once you've chosen your hammer, it will stay with you. Nourish it with your vital energy and blood, and it will become your weapon. When you're hammering the porcelain statues of ghosts and gods, you'll be able to do so more smoothly."
Kong Ci said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Bu Che suppressed the urge to quickly touch the porcelain statues and swiftly walked towards the hammer stand next to the pile of ghost and god porcelain statues, his gaze sweeping calmly over the hammer stand.
There are still quite a few hammers left on the hammer rack.
There were long-handled heavy hammers, short-handled melon hammers, pumpkin hammers, and even meteor hammers. The variety of hammers dazzled Bu Che.
Finally, Bu Che chose a more refined claw hammer and gently weighed it in his hand.
"A claw hammer?"
"Fine, it's the hammer you can swing now, but you should also think about the future. The hammer's potential isn't high. Oh well, whatever you want, just don't regret it." Kong Ci wanted to lecture him, but in the end he shook his head.
"Once you've chosen the hammer, you can't change it."
Bu Che nodded and swung the hammer gently. The hammerhead was black and made of black iron, while the handle was made of a tough wood with distinct lines. The outer layer was patinated, indicating that it had been used by many people.
The lightness of wood and the heaviness of iron make the hammer's balance point close to the head, resulting in a very noticeable head-heavy feel.
Kong Ci did not bring a hammer; he had his own warhammer, which he did not have with him at the moment.
He arrived at the porcelain statue of a ghost or deity that he had chosen.
"Old Zhou taught you the Battle Body Fist and Hammer, didn't he? Using fist and hammer martial arts, you smash the porcelain statue of ghosts and gods with all your might, that's called... Shattering Porcelain!"
After he finished speaking, Kong Ci took a heavy step forward.
His blood and qi surged, boiling like water, and his five fingers, like hooks, clenched into a fist in an instant, with air swirling around it!
Bu Che's gaze sharpened, and many of the broken porcelain apprentices around him also looked over.
Boom-!
Kong Ci didn't even need an external hammer; his fist was covered with a layer of flowing blood and qi gushing from his pores. With a heavy step, his body undulated like waves as he unleashed a whip-like punch.
It slammed hard onto the porcelain statue of a ghost and god, which was covered with seventy-two cracks!
Click, click—
The sound of breaking apart grew louder and louder, finally resembling thunderclaps echoing from behind the clouds!
boom!
The porcelain statue of the ghost and deity shattered into seventy-two densely packed pieces.
Scalding hot smoke billowed from Kong Ci's fist, and the howling air gradually subsided.
Kong Ci exhaled a breath of stale air.
"Seventy-two pieces of broken porcelain are called the perfect broken porcelain, which erases all remaining ghostly and divine thoughts, scattering them and mixing them into the porcelain pieces."
"The remaining porcelain shards can be sold and used. They can be ground into powder and used to prepare porcelain medicine, mixed into clay blanks, etc. They belong to the lowest grade of porcelain treasures..."
Kong Ci explained, then looked at Bu Che with encouraging eyes: "A Che, give it a try."
Subsequently, Kong Ci selected a new porcelain statue of a ghost or deity for Bu Che, one that contained less ghostly or divine energy.
"This porcelain statue of a ghost or deity has even less remaining ghostly or divine energy inside, only a few traces. You are here to break the porcelain."
"Three hammer blows. If you cannot break the porcelain after three blows, you must not try again."
Kong Ci said solemnly.
"I understand, Senior Brother Kong!"
Bu Che responded solemnly, his gaze intense.
Kong Ci gave Bu Che a strange look. What are you so excited about?
Breaking porcelain is no easy task. Shouldn't you be nervous and timid the first time you break porcelain?
Even if you shatter the porcelain of the spirits and erase the spirits' thoughts, the residual yin energy of those thoughts will still seek you out, eroding your blood and corroding your body.
This is why apprentices from other workshops consider the Broken Porcelain Workshop to be an ominous place.
If they weren't desperate and had no other choice, who would be willing to break porcelain at the Broken Porcelain Workshop and gamble on their chance to survive?
Bu Che slowly walked up to the porcelain statue of the ghost god.
The apprentices who had been preparing to break the porcelain all turned to look.
Some people had a gloating look on their faces, wanting to see Bu Che make a fool of himself when he was hit by the ghostly thoughts after his first broken porcelain. After all, they had experienced it and wanted to find comfort in seeing someone else do it.
Bu Che ignored the stares of those around him.
Their gazes were fixed on the porcelain statue of the ghost and the god in front of them.
This is a porcelain statue of a female ghost, made of white porcelain. The glaze has begun to fade and has long lost its luster. It is covered with seventy-two cracks, making the female ghost look ferocious and terrifying.
Bu Che took a deep breath and gripped the claw hammer with all five fingers.
He pointed his toes out and drew circles in place, which was the stance footwork of Zhan Shen Quan Chui (a martial arts style). Then he stomped his feet heavily and swung the ram's horn hammer in his hand.
The sound of the faint air being sucked apart echoed throughout.
The hammer slammed heavily onto the head of the porcelain statue of the ghost.
"Thump!"
At the moment the hammer collided with the porcelain statue of the ghost god, Bu Che felt as if his head had been hit by a hammer.
This prompted him to hiss unconsciously.
It was as if my spirit had been tempered and refined by this hammer blow, and my consciousness felt much clearer!
at the same time.
In his mind, the ancient sword Baque trembled, shaking off two or three strands of sword energy.
[Obtained Divine Soul Fragment: Ninth-Rank Earth Deity (1%)]
[Soul fragments have been collected and can be refined to eliminate the sword master's laziness. Refine?]
……
The notification formed by the intertwining sword energy before him invigorated Bu Che's spirits.
"It's done!"
Bu Che's hand gripping the claw hammer trembled with excitement; his face was pale, but his eyes shone brightly.
"Refine! Refine it instantly!"
hum-
[Soul refinement complete, Sword Qi transformation successful]
[The sword energy has severed the flaw, reducing the cooldown of the Dao Seed "Multi-Seed" by one day, leaving eight days remaining.]
Ok?
Bu Che's heart stirred slightly.
Suddenly it dawned on me, "So that's how it is! The Dao Seeds have cooled down, no wonder... they can't recruit diligent people!"
Many diligent individuals wish to recruit more diligent people and acquire their enduring diligence...
The sword energy cleaved through the gap, taking a day's cooldown, plus the day that passed yesterday...
In other words, the cooldown period for planting more frequently is ten days!
To experience the warmth of diligence once, you must wait ten days for it to cool down.
Fortunately, we now know that refining the divine soul can accelerate the cooling process!
The thought just popped into my head.
……
[Sword Master: Bu Che]
【Sword Qi of the Broken Blade: Laziness (-11%)】
【Cultivating the Path to Enlightenment: Seeds of the Dao - Diligent Cultivation (Ninth Rank, 11%)】
……
Bu Che let out a breath, feeling quite pleased with himself.
His gaze fell upon the piled-up porcelain statues of ghosts and gods, as if he were looking at a heap of gold and treasures!
"wake up!"
A furious shout, as loud as thunder, resounded in Bu Che's ears, making him feel as if his eardrums were about to go deaf.
Coming to his senses, he found Kong Ci beside him with a solemn expression.
"You felt the impact of the ghostly thoughts, didn't you?"
"Stop hammering! Look at your silly grin, you almost got turned into an idiot by the backlash from that hammer."
Kong Ci spoke in a deep, authoritative voice.
He had originally planned to give Bu Che three more chances, but now it seems he should be more cautious.
Bu Che's face was slightly pale, but it was not due to the impact of the ghostly thoughts, but rather because he had tempered his spirit when the porcelain was broken.
He was in excellent spirits at the moment, but Kong Ci no longer gave him another chance.
"Go to the training ground to rest. Take the hammer with you. As long as you don't die, this hammer is yours. If you die, the hammer will be taken back."
"Go, after you've rested, sweep the snow and practice martial arts. Don't slack off."
Kong Ci patted Bu Che on the shoulder, signaling him to leave the Broken Porcelain Courtyard.
Helpless, Bu Che could only leave the broken porcelain courtyard with the claw hammer, turning back every few steps, full of reluctance.
After Bu Che's figure disappeared into the wind and snow.
Kong Ci shook his head: "I overestimated his willpower. He couldn't even withstand one blow. That makes sense, after all, he's someone who's possessed by evil thoughts of ghosts and gods. What kind of strong willpower could he possibly have?"
Many of the apprentices learning to break porcelain couldn't help but laugh.
"Haha, I heard from Old Zhou that this newcomer is possessed by evil spirits and will surely die in seven days."
"He looks pretty good. The way he swings the hammer makes me think he's mastered the basics of the fist and hammer fighting style. He looks quite professional."
"One blow and he's stunned... Hahaha, luckily Senior Brother Kong Ci is kind-hearted and managed to wake him up, otherwise this kid would probably be an idiot even if he doesn't die today."
……
The surrounding apprentices laughed without caring at all.
The atmosphere at the Broken Porcelain Workshop was already somber and oppressive; the only source of amusement was the embarrassing sight of newlyweds smashing the porcelain statues of ghosts and gods for the first time.
Kong Ci glanced at the many apprentices around him, sighed softly, and said nothing.
After all, these apprentices of Bu Che, who are making jokes, will likely either die or leave in time, and ultimately no one will remain.
Kong Ci shook his head and then decided to go to the inner courtyard to find Elder Zhou.
However, he had just taken a step when his steps suddenly froze.
Suddenly, I caught the sound of porcelain shattering in my ear.
"Click—"
A sharp crack rang out, like a thunderclap in his ears!
The boisterous laughter throughout the Broken Porcelain Courtyard couldn't be concealed in the slightest.
Kong Ci suddenly turned around and stared at the female ghost porcelain statue that Bu Che had smashed with a hammer.
Click, click—
But then I saw...
The porcelain statue of the female ghost began to crack.
It was as if an invisible hand was peeling away piece by piece!