Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Chapter 72 – 【Spirit Sword Spring】

Chapter 72 [Spirit Sword Spring]

It took a lot of time for Fang Chang to prepare everything before casting.

After eating a few fruits for breakfast, he began to select the bronze blocks with the best quality from the work shed, put them in containers and move them out, and put them into the bottom of the kiln.

Compared with the tripod, the sword weighs much less and consumes less material.

The charcoal was stored before the fuel was used. Since the charcoal pool was made waterproof, they were still dry during the days of going down the mountain. The charcoal collided with each other in the carrying room, making a rattling sound, which was very pleasant.

More air can bring more intense firepower. In order to increase the wind, Fang Chang also made blower equipment and installed it on the kiln.

This kind of blowing equipment is called: bellows.

Thanks to the bronze saws, bronze planes, bronze axes and other tools that he made before going down the mountain this time, Fang Chang’s wood processing ability has increased too much.

With these new tools, he has the ability to process planks, to dig holes in them, to process mortise and tenon joints…

So it didn’t take much time, a cuboid bellows with a handle was installed next to the kiln. During the whole process, except for some broken parts, no technical problems were encountered.

The bellows has high pressure, strong and continuous air force, and is much superior blowing equipment than fans and blowpipes.

Its structure is also very simple. The main body is a large piston made of wood, which is connected to the outside by the handle for pushing and pulling.

At both ends of the piston, there are one-way air inlet and one-way air outlet made of movable wooden boards, and then connected to the main air outlet by the air duct.

In this way, whether it is pushing or pulling, it will inhale and blow air at the same time, thus providing continuous air flow and high efficiency.

The whole structure is very simple, without a single nail.

Accuracy is not a problem, some gaps do not affect its work.

There is an old saying, “Between heaven and earth, is it like a scorpion (two tones of tuo) and a scorpion (four tones of yue)? It is empty and unyielding, and it moves more and more.” This scorpion is the predecessor of the bellows. In a certain way, The bellows is also a good object that coincides with the principles of heaven and earth.

But Fang Chang only planned to use it to blow wind.

I have already obtained the practice method, and there is no need to comprehend other things.

And currently only the kiln can be used – he cooks with a tripod in the kitchen, without a stove, so naturally he can’t use the bellows.

The sword-casting mould, made by Fang Chang, is much finer, and it is also carefully baked and cooked thoroughly so that there is no trace of water vapor.

With both hands, he took out the pottery pot containing the hot copper juice from the kiln, and Fang Chang carefully poured the copper juice into the loess pan. In the spiritual sense, in the model made of finely sieved loess, the copper juice gradually cooled and solidified, and a bronze sword gradually took shape.

It seems that it was because the casting was done on this fairy cliff full of inspiration, and the materials were also placed on the fairy cliff for a long time, or it was caused by Fang Chang’s concentration during the casting process, or it might just be pure accident…

—There is a spirit in this sword!

“Hey, that’s not bad.”

Feeling the liveliness of Fan Zhongling’s sword, Fang Chang secretly smiled.

The flames in the kiln next to it are still blazing, and the spiritual sword in this fan is gradually cooling down, and when the sword is in the fan, the spirituality is growing stronger.

“Eh?”

Two quarters later, Fang Chang, who was standing by, suddenly looked surprised.

Because in the spiritual perception, the spirituality on the sword suddenly became a little disordered. If I let it continue, I guess I can only get an ordinary sword after it cools down completely.

Without hesitation, he twisted his hands and cast the spell.

“Duh!”

With a beep, before the step of taking off the model, the cast bronze sword blank broke out of the mold, and rushed into the air with splashes of model fragments.

Then the sword blank was high, drew a parabola in the sky, and flew towards the north of the clearing.

“Plop!”

“Zi…”

The sword fell into the source of Huanhuaxi, that is, not far from the back mountain, in the nameless spring water, made a sound, and then sank to the bottom of the spring.

Fang Chang walked over unhurriedly.

He walked the road to the spring many times, especially after the flash flood, Huanhua Creek was flooded and turbid, and Fang Chang used to fetch water here during that time.

Come closer, but see the spring water is crystal clear, and a golden bronze spirit sword lies quietly at the bottom of the water.

Due to the precision of the mold and the design of the mold, its surface is still rough, the color is single, not smooth, and there is no pattern cast on its surface.

But this sword has smooth lines, thick and stable.

And in Fang Chang’s eyes, there is a spiritual light lingering in it, which is really pleasing.

He smiled at the spirit sword:

“Come out!”

Then he waved his hand into the spring water, the sword went from stillness to movement, jumped into Fang Chang’s hand, and continued to be quiet.

Fang Chang took a closer look at the unsharpened blank sword, which was spiritually introverted, calm and heavy. He waved it lightly again, felt the center of gravity, and praised:

“Good sword!”

The sword in his hand clanked softly.

Then, Fang Chang looked at the nameless spring and said happily:

“Since you helped me obtain this spirit sword, I will call you ‘Spirit Sword Spring’ from now on.”

After he finished speaking, he swung the Wufeng sword in his hand, and carved the three characters “Lingjianquan” on the flat stone surface beside the spring. He took two steps back to appreciate it, and returned with satisfaction with the sword in his arms.

…

This scene was all seen by the silly eagle on the tall tree in the distance.

It seemed to be the first time it was serious after birth. It was only then that it noticed that the person not far away seemed to be one with the cliff and the mountain behind. It was solid and generous, which made the bird suddenly feel awe.

And the sword that flew through the sky and was made out of the kiln by that man made the eagle feel a huge threat.

Looking at it, it’s like being compared to the neck by a sharp knife.

At this time, Na Diao was really convinced and accepted that he was just a guest.

Moreover, this bird, who almost never uses his brain, officially began to think about whether to move, this important and potentially fatal issue.

Back in the open space in front of his house, Chang Fang turned off the kiln, put away the tools, put the unused charcoal back into the charcoal pool in the shed, removed the bellows, and put them back in the shed together, and then cleaned up the ashes in the hearth , to clear the open space.

Picking up the spirit sword again, Fang Chang walked to the Huanhua River.

This is the original location of Huanhuaxi, not the current tributary flowing through the open space above the cliff, which is full of stones.

He picked a fine piece, took out the spirit sword in his arms, and sharpened it with water. The sound of grinding metal resounded through the open space, and it didn’t gradually subside until the next morning.

The ear-piercing sound scares away the surrounding birds and beasts, making the apes sleepless.

After sharpening the spirit sword, Fang Chang fetched bark and animal skin ropes, and also selected some high-quality rattan from the cliff where he first went up the cliff.

Wrapping rattan around the sword stem, using bark as a scabbard, and animal skin strips as a strap, Fang Chang tried it on his back, and it was very good.

For a man of immense strength, he has no weight.

From now on, I also have a Dao Guardian weapon, and when the treatment is difficult and dangerous, I can break it with a single sword!

Fang Chang plans to take it with him for a period of time in the future, whether it is practicing or hunting, or even wandering in the mountains, sleeping with his colleagues.

“It’s really a good spirit sword, so, what name should I give you?”

Years. . . . .

It’s 2020, I wish you all the best in the new year. . . .

Thanks to the dogs and book friends 20180804095441337 of Chi Chi and others for the reward.

(end of this chapter)