Mortal Craft Bears the Dao, the Great Dao Is Utterly Simple

Chen Changqing was completely unconcerned about the ridicule from the crowd.

He continued to swing the hammer and hammer at the piece of ordinary iron.

"Clang!"

"Clang..."

Seeing this, Xue Kai and the others shook their heads and sighed helplessly, full of contempt and disdain for Chen Changqing's actions.

Just as everyone was scoffing, a barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in the otherwise indifferent eyes of the Humanoid Puppet not far away.

"Um?"

"What is he doing...?"

Others wouldn't notice.

However, this can be seen in the Humanoid Puppet.

As Chen Changqing hammered the iron, his entire demeanor subtly changed.

The aura emanating from him.

It was as if he had become one with this world, with the earth beneath his feet, with the flames in the furnace, and with the iron hammer in his hand.

Even the ordinary piece of iron beneath his hammer seemed to be imbued with a touch of spirit.

The more the Humanoid Puppet looked at it, the more shocked it became, and the more intense the light in its eyes grew.

You should know that he originally had no feelings here.

But now, seeing Chen Changqing hammering that piece of ordinary iron triggered a certain detection mechanism within the Humanoid Puppet's body.

"That is... using the fire of the heart as a catalyst, the Earth Veins as a foundation, Mortal Craft Bears the Dao?"

Shocked, a long-forgotten memory suddenly appeared in the Humanoid Puppet's mind.

This was in the eyes of Xue Kai and the others.

Chen Changqing hammered the ordinary iron as if it were any other ordinary person forging iron.

But this was observed by the Humanoid Puppet.

Chen Changqing's actions, however, secretly aligned with the highest principles of weapon crafting.

How could that be?

"In less than a year, he grasped the ultimate essence of the Artifact Refining Chapter?"

The Humanoid Puppet was secretly amazed.

The look in his eyes as he stared at Chen Changqing was filled with disbelief.

It's important to know that he had been supervising everyone's weapon crafting throughout this period.

He knew that before this, Chen Changqing had neither refined any weapons nor studied the "Artifact Refining Chapter".

Every day, he either slept soundly or sunbathed outside the palace.

The Humanoid Puppet initially thought Chen Changqing had given up.

Unexpectedly, with three days remaining, Chen Changqing took the initiative to begin refining the weapon.

Moreover, this very forging technique perfectly aligns with the highest principles of weapon crafting.

Shocked, the Humanoid Puppet sighed inwardly:

"Could it be... that this time, the master will truly have a successor?"

Before Chen Changqing and his group entered this selection, countless beings had entered the Secret Realm.

These beings, naturally, all came for the sake of inheritance.

Unfortunately, in the end, no one succeeded in taking the legacy with them.

But this time, the Humanoid Puppet saw a glimmer of hope in Chen Changqing.

At this moment, Chen Changqing was still hammering that piece of ordinary iron.

Xue Kai and the others present naturally looked down on it.

Even Xuanyuan Xiaoyu and Chen Ye were completely bewildered by Chen Changqing's behavior.

After all, there are only three days left until the Second Trial of weapon crafting competition.

In their view, even if Chen Changqing really had some understanding of weapon crafting.

Three days is not enough time to forge any high-grade Law Artifacts.

"Clang!"

Chen Changqing ignored the contempt and incomprehension of the crowd and continued to swing the iron hammer in his hand.

Each hammer blow felt heavy and solid.

Sparks flew as the hammer struck.

The piece of ordinary iron also began to deform under its hammering.

Gradually, half a day passed.

At this moment, Chen Changqing was still tirelessly swinging his hammer, continuing to pound the ordinary iron.

"Clang clang..."

At first, Xue Kai and the others kept mocking and ridiculing Chen Changqing's blacksmithing skills.

But as time went by, everyone began to vaguely sense that something was wrong.

First of all, every swing of Chen Changqing's hammer seemed to carry a strange rhythm, as if playing a note of some Principle of heaven and earth.

Secondly, that ordinary piece of iron, under Chen Changqing's hammering, gradually began to show a subtle, chaotic luster.

Immediately afterwards, the bright red color on the surface of the iron block faded rapidly, and the color became deep and restrained, as if it had absorbed all the light.

With each hammering, the shape of the iron changes, and impurities are forged out.

The original structure of iron is infinitely approaching a perfect balance.

"Um?"

Upon seeing this, Xue Kai, the genius of the Divine Fire Sect, frowned. His previous mockery of Chen Changqing vanished, replaced by disbelief.

How is that possible?

"Without the aid of formations, without the tempering of alchemical fire, without the shaping of Divine Sense."

"With just the most basic hammering, there are faint signs that the ordinary iron is about to be transformed."

Xue Kai muttered to himself, his mind reeling.

But he quickly returned to normal.

"Impossible!"

"No matter what, it's just a piece of ordinary iron."

"No matter how skilled he is, he can't forge a powerful magical Law Artifact!"

After thinking about it this way, Xue Kai felt much more at ease.

At the same time, the black-robed elder from the Mystic Heaven Sword Graveyard, upon seeing this, frowned slightly, secretly surprised and suspicious:

"Strangeness?"

Why do I seem to sense a principle of swordsmanship amidst his blows?

The moment the thought crossed his mind, the old man in black robes quickly dismissed it.

On the other side, the Arhat from the Great Thunder Sound Temple saw what Chen Mei had said.

What's going on?

"I feel that every strike and every sound he makes is a chant, every spark and every piece of iron he strikes possesses Buddhist nature."

"Is... is it that I've sensed something is wrong?"

Arhat looked puzzled, feeling that Chen Changqing's seemingly simple punches were not so simple after all.

Not far away, a middle-aged Daoist priest from the Dao Sect also looked completely astonished.

What happened?

"He's simply hammering ordinary iron, so how can it exude an aura of profound simplicity?"

For a moment, everyone present felt a similar sense of unease.

The same applies to Xuanyuan Xiaoyu and Chen Ye.

"Xiaoyu Girl."

"Don't you think Brother Changqing isn't actually forging a Law Artifact?"

Chen Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression hazy.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyu paused for a moment, her lips moved as if she had something to say, but when she opened her mouth, she was speechless.

Just as Chen Ye said, she had the same feeling.

Chen Changqing didn't seem to be crafting Law Artifact, but she couldn't quite explain what he was actually crafting.

But to the naked eye, Chen Changqing was clearly forging that piece of ordinary iron.

As everyone's thoughts diverged, the glint in the Humanoid Puppet's eyes grew ever brighter.

He knew this, though others couldn't.

Chen Changqing's hammer strikes were no longer simply a matter of hammering a piece of ordinary iron; they had risen to a level of skill approaching the Dao.

What it hammers is a principle, what it forges is a set of Principle.

"This child is truly extraordinary!"

How exactly did he do that?

The Humanoid Puppet narrowed its eyes slightly, and a question arose deep in its mind.