Looking at the back of Mu Zixi leaving, Tang Hao couldn't help but scold: This bastard boy comes to eat every day, and he eats more, he really looks like a pig.

Xiao San will never allow you to bring him to our house for dinner in the future.

Yes, I got my father

I haven't eaten enough because of this bastard boy, I'll sleep first, and if you have a job, you can take it first, and I'll do it in the afternoon.

"Okay, Dad. Tang San nodded.

"Dad. Tang San suddenly shouted.

Tang Hao stood up and turned his head to look at him, obviously a little more impatient between his eyebrows.

Tang San pointed to a piece of pig iron with a faint black light in the corner and said, "Can this piece of iron be used by me?"

The metals that Tang Hao used to build farm tools were all sent by the villagers, and they were all mortal iron with a lot of impurities.

At this time, the piece of pig iron that Tang San was referring to had just been sent yesterday, to Tang San's surprise, this piece of iron ore actually contained a certain amount of iron mother, which was very suitable for making secret weapons.

Tang Hao's gaze shifted to pig iron, "Huh." Is there an iron essence in this?" walked over and lowered his head to look, then turned his head to look at Tang San, "Do you want to be a blacksmith in the future?"

Tang San nodded.

Tang Hao was a little distracted, and muttered, "Blacksmith, it seems to be good." Pulling over a shabby chair, he sat down directly in front of the piece of pig iron, and said lazily: "Little San, tell me what kind of blacksmith is the best blacksmith." ”

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "The blacksmith who can create an artifact should be the best blacksmith." ”

A hint of mockery flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, "Artifact?" Tell me, then, what is the artifact made of?"

Tang San didn't think about it, and said directly: "Of course, the best materials are used." ”

Tang Hao stretched out an index finger and shook it in front of Tang San, "If you want to be a qualified blacksmith, remember my words, and use high-grade materials to build artifacts, then you are not the best blacksmith, at most you are just a synthesizer." If you use mortal iron to create an artifact, you are a god craftsman. ”

"Use mortal iron to create an artifact?" Tang San looked at Tang Hao with some surprise.

Standing up, Tang Hao pointed to a large iron lump with a width of fifty centimeters on the other side of the room, "I want to become a blacksmith and learn forging from me." Then, you use a hammer to forge it 10,000 times first. to be eligible. ”

It was a piece of mortal iron, which contained many impurities, and the difficulty of forging it was very difficult.

But "now, you can change your mind." Tang Hao said lightly. I'm ready to go back to the back room and go back to sleep.

"Dad, I'm willing to try. Tang San's voice was crisp and calm, but it contained a bit of firmness.

Tang Hao looked at him with some surprise, "Okay." As he spoke, he walked over and picked up the large iron lump, and placed it directly on the stove by the bellows, where it could be forged as long as the charcoal fire was lit.

After doing this, Tang Hao went back to sleep.

Lighting the charcoal fire, pulling the bellows, he began his work.

The whirring bellows sounded, and the flames came out of the charcoal furnace, scorching the big iron lump, although Tang San didn't know how to forge, he often watched Tang Hao build farm tools, and he still knew the process.

When the iron lump was gradually burned red, he dragged Tang Hao's usual hammer and put it on the ground, this kind of long-handled iron hammer was even a few points taller than his height, and it was impossible for ordinary five or six-year-old children to hold it, let alone wield it to forge.

But Tang San still picked it up, Xuantian Gong was all over his body, although he had not yet broken through the first weight, he also had adult-level strength.

When ——, hammer collides with the lump, it makes a crisp sound.

Inside, Tang Hao, who was lying on the bed, turned over, although he closed his eyes, there was still a little surprise on his face, and he muttered, "Can you actually afford to hold a hammer, is it born with divine power?"

At this time, Mu Zixi heard the sound of dang, dang, dang, and pushed open the door to see Tang San waving a hammer and hurriedly asked Tang San: Third brother, what are you doing here, Tang San also saw Mu Zixi at this time and said: I am learning forging, Mu Zixi said: Oh! Third brother can actually pick up such a heavy hammer is really amazing, I really want to follow Uncle Hao to learn forging.

Tang San said embarrassedly: Do you want to give it a try, Mu Zixi was embarrassed when he heard it, and said: This...

Mu Zixi knew that he was skinny and did not have the blessing of Xuantian Gong, so it was impossible to lift this big hammer that was a few points taller than his height.

Tang Hao had been listening to the conversation between Mu Zixi and Tang San, oh! This bastard boy came just in time, just to make him taste a little bitter, Tang Hao quickly got up from the bed, opened the curtain and walked out and said: Xiao San, don't forge it yet, let Xiao Xi try.

Mu Zixi said: I'll try it.

Mu Zixi rubbed his hands and tried his best, but the hammer did not move at all.

Seeing such a scene, Tang Hao laughed and said: I can't even lift a hammer, and it's a joke that I want to learn forging with me.

Tang San was also expected that Mu Zixi did not lift the hammer, because it was impossible for him to lift a hammer that was a few points taller than him at his age, and if he didn't have the blessing of Xuantian Gong, he would never be able to lift the hammer.

But Mu Zixi had no intention of giving up, and countless attempts made Mu Zixi, who was originally calm and relaxed, sweat soaked his white clothes, and several drops of sweat dripped down from his body.

Although Tang San admired Tang San's perseverance in Mu Zixi's body, he still looked at Mu Zixi, who was sweating profusely, and shook his head helplessly, wanting to say nothing.

Tang Hao looked at Mu Zixi's performance of repeating the ending, yawned very impatiently, lifted the curtain and prepared to go into the house to sleep.

At this time, Mu Zixi only felt that while he was raising the hammer, there was an inexplicable heat energy that was constantly pouring into his body, and with the continuous accumulation of heat energy, the accumulated heat energy actually formed a powerful warm current in his body, which kept hitting his body, like a volcano ready to erupt in an instant.

Mu Zixi shouted and tried his best to do his best: Ah! Give Lao Tzu, the hammer rose from the ground, Mu Zixi arched his waist and slammed the hammer on the piece of iron, making a loud noise.

As soon as Tang Hao was about to walk into the house, he was attracted by this loud noise, eh? Could it be that this bastard boy lifted the hammer up? Could it be that this kid is also born with divine power? Instantly became interested in Mu Zixi.

Tang San also felt very surprised: Xiao Xi actually raised the hammer and swung the hammer, which made Tang San feel very incredible, could it be that there were really people with innate divine power in this world?

Mu Zixi continued to work hard to beat the piece of mortal iron at first, but after beating five or six times, he felt extremely relaxed, with the continuous beating, the warm current in Mu Zixi's body actually began to gradually circulate, at this time Mu Zixi felt that he had endless power flowing from his right hand to his whole body, as the flow speed of the warm current continued to accelerate, Mu Zixi's swing speed was unimaginably fast, which surprised Tang Hao and Tang San who were watching from the sidelines.

The boy is swinging his hammer at an incredible speed, and it's getting faster and faster.

What surprised Tang Hao even more was that an adult was out of breath after a few hundred swings of the hammer, and now Mu Zixi has almost waved tens of thousands of times, not to mention that he is still a child, and he has not been tired at all until now, and even now there is not even a drop of sweat on his body, which is just like when he raised the hammer.

At this moment, Mu Zixi suddenly stopped the hammer in his hand, looked out the window and said: Oh no, it's too late, if you go back too late, Grandpa Jack will be worried, it turns out that Mu Zixi is so happy with the hammer that he forgot the time to go back.

Mu Zixi hurriedly dropped the hammer and ran out, at this time, the huge fan iron had been quickly beaten to the size of a fingernail by Mu Zixi, Tang Hao was still silent in the time period when Mu Zixi wielded the hammer, looking at the back of Mu Zixi leaving, Tang Hao couldn't help but sigh: This kid is really a monster.

At this time, Tang San also regarded Mu Zixi as an object of transcendence, and began to work hard.