"...Recruiting weapon-refining apprentices, aged within two decades, with a cultivation level above the early stage of foundation building, regardless of nationality or identity..."
"Once admitted, this institution is responsible for handling the transfer of enrollment..."
"Apprentices with outstanding performance are recommended to work in Yupinfang and receive preferential treatment..."
"This notice shall be applicable within half a year."
"..."
This is a notice to recruit apprentices, signed by the Holy Capital Academy. After completing the studies, you can be recommended to work at Yupinfang...
If you are really sleepy, give me a pillow!
Yang Zhen was overjoyed and quickly looked at the date of the newspaper, which was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Today is June 20th, which means it is still within the validity period.
He immediately handed the notice to Zhao Yue'er, called Yiyi and Zhu Zhu, and told him his plan:
"I want to apply for the apprenticeship of the weapon refiner at the Holy City Academy, and then I will try my best to sneak into the Imperial Workshop!"
They have inquired in various ways, and Yupinfang is the only place where they can possibly come into contact with the best spiritual stones!
As for waiting for the best spiritual stone to be discovered elsewhere, not to mention how many years it will take. Even if someone discovers it, by the time the news reaches your ears, I am afraid that the spiritual stone will have already entered the demon lord's treasury.
It's better to try your luck at Yupinfang.
…
After the agreement was reached, Yang Zhen crammed and read the weapons refining books all night. Early the next morning, follow the address left in the notice and go to the Holy Capital Academy.
After explaining his purpose and verifying his identity, he was taken to a hall in the back mountain. Not long after, a master from Zi Mansion came out to receive him.
"Surname, age, cultivation level, place of origin, have you ever learned to refine weapons before?" the man asked.
"Liu Yun, a half-year-old, with a fourth-level foundation, is from Iris Village of Junyan Kingdom of Jipin Empire. He once learned how to temper magical weapons from others."
Yang Zhen is twenty-seven years old this year, but the Art of Hiding the Soul without Form can not only change her voice and appearance, but also hide her age very well.
Compared to the 300-year lifespan of a Foundation Establishment monk, ninety years old in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment is still very young.
"Oh?" This man heard that Yang Zhen had some knowledge of weapon refining, and seemed to be interested. He beckoned and said, "You come with me."
Yang Zhen hurriedly followed, and they arrived at a remote courtyard not far away. There is a large drum-like object placed in the courtyard, with a bronze-colored luster all over its body. There is a goose egg-sized bulge in the center of the drum.
The Zifu took out a hammer and ordered: "At every breath, hit the bulge once, 3,600 times in a row without making a single mistake."
Three thousand six hundred times in a row, almost an hour and a half, this not only requires strong arm strength, but also consumes a lot of mental energy.
However, such a test is very likely to be accomplished by some old blacksmiths in the mortal world, not to mention foundation-building monks.
"What about the strength?" Yang Zhen pointed at the bulge and said, "Will it knock it out?"
"You can give it a try." Zifu said neither lightly nor seriously.
Yang Zhen took the hammer suspiciously and suddenly felt her hand heavy. This thing was probably several hundred kilograms.
He has been practicing the stick method for several years, and he doesn't take this weight to heart. After a while, he picked up the hammer with his right hand, used about 70% of his strength, and struck the bulge hard!
"Buzz!" As if being hit by a strong electric current, the muscles in his arms couldn't help but tremble, and the huge force of the shock almost made the hammer fall away!
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Looking at the bulge again, a dazzling white light flashed on it, and it instantly returned to its original state.
"It's amazing!" Yang Zhen secretly screamed, shook her arm, secretly exercised her strength, and used the technique of "lifting a heavy weight but taking it lightly". Her strength was reduced to 10%, but the damage caused was not reduced at all.
Sure enough, the bulge flashed with white light again, but the force of the counterattack was far less violent than the previous time, and the arm was only slightly numb.
Yang Zhen began to hit with this intensity, hammer after hammer. In his early years at Yunxiao Academy, he often went to the weapon refining workshop to forge iron and temper his body, so he soon returned to a familiar rhythm. The further he went, the more comfortable he became.
He didn't notice that as early as the first blow, the Zifu monk had a look of surprise. Later, when he was methodical and dazzling white light flashed with every blow, the man was stunned and couldn't believe it!
"This boy has so much strength!"
Even he himself had to use sixty-seven percent of his strength to leave such a dazzling white light on the bulge!
Moreover, if you do it three hundred times at most, your muscles and bones will become weak and weak, which is unsustainable.
This young man seems to be a puppet controlled by others, his strength is stable and tireless!
This is simply a natural weapon refining seed!
In the examiner's astonished eyes, an hour and a half passed, and 3,600 hammer blows landed on the raised position exactly, and 3,600 white lights lit up one after another, without any miss.
"Well, not bad," Zifu had regained his composure at this moment, twirling his beard and said calmly: "He is a promising talent. Come report to the school in three days!"
After saying that, he took out a voucher and sent it over, and then said: "Take this with you, and the school will transfer your registration for you. From now on, you will be out of the Iris Village and no longer need to be controlled by the village owners!"
"What if the village leader disagrees with this?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
There was sarcasm on Zifu's lips and he didn't answer.
…
Three days passed by in a flash, and Yang Zhen was not idle these days.
First, take the time to return to Iris Village and bring Zixue over. Stealing spiritual stones from magical artifacts will most likely involve formations, requiring the expert's personal participation.
In addition, several trusted foundation-building monks such as Su Xiuying were transferred from the space to assist Dandan Zhuzhu in managing the village. As long as you keep an eye on the two third-level monsters and restrict the entry and exit of the human monks in the territory, you don't have to worry about leaking the secret.
Of course, it is also necessary for the close relatives of those monks, such as Xiao Yezi and others, to continue to practice in the space.
On the third day, Yang Zhen took the prepared certificate and became an apprentice at Shengdu Academy as she wished.
After entering the school, he discovered that it seemed different from what he imagined.
First of all, his status as an apprentice is similar to that of a trainee or auditor in his previous life. He is not a true disciple of the school, so he cannot enjoy many of the rights that a disciple should have, such as borrowing the classics from the Scripture Pavilion, taking other elective skills, etc.
Not only that, even personal freedom is greatly restricted. You are not allowed to move around the school at will. You can only stay around the weapon refining workshop, study and live, etc.
Secondly, the knowledge imparted is also extremely simple. It only explains some basic knowledge of weapon making and allows the apprentices to practice on their own. The most trained item was tapping 3,600 times in a row, with one breath between each time, which was exactly the same as the test that day.
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Yang Zhen was admitted relatively late in this additional class. Most of the apprentices had practiced for a month or two or even half a year. However, in terms of strength control, rhythm, etc., only those who could reach his level were Very few.
So just five days after enrolling, he received a notice:
"Fellow Daoist Yang, congratulations! You have been recommended by my weapon refining workshop, and you can go to the imperial workshop tomorrow to work and receive your salary, haha!"
