"Bell!" As the final hammer fell, Wang Tianqing stopped what he was doing, closed his eyes and thought about it, and various weapon images from Lan Xing's memory appeared in his mind.

"What's better to make the first weapon?" Wang Tianqing, who was annoyed, patted his head.

There are only a few weapons on the Origin Continent, one of the mainstream weapons is a spear, and another sword-like weapon is called a blade. As for some other weapons with irreproducibility, such as his father's Qimin Pagoda, it was originally an embryo that was born and raised, and it was already tempered by his father's cultivation.

However, this situation is too few and too few, and people who are not blessed by heaven can't even see it.

There are many types of weapons that have appeared in the fused memory fragments, and there are even thermal weapons such as pistols, which I have used myself, but I still have no clue how to make them.

Cold weapons are different, knowing the shape, it's not easy to catch, what do you want to do with the first weapon?

Thinking about it for a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the iron ingots that were still red in front of him, Wang Tianqing found that he was happy early, the raw materials were only enough to get a short sword or a long dagger, and he made up his mind that it was a kitchen knife------! After all, no matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives, and in Lan Xing's memory, kitchen knives are an extremely powerful weapon.

No longer hesitating, Wang Tianqing raised the Ugin forging hammer in his right hand on the iron ingot, and the first half quickly concave, and under a wave of fierce operation, a brand-new kitchen knife one foot long gradually took shape. (33 cm per foot)

The sound of the bell bell slowly became smaller, but it was not broken, and Wang Tianqing, who was striving for perfection, seriously retouched his first debut...... Almost, no matter which point of view, it is a qualified kitchen knife, Wang Tianqing picked up the still red kitchen knife with tongs and put it into the wooden barrel containing the spiritual liquid next to it.

The wooden barrel instantly boiled, sizzling, and white gas......

After the wooden barrel slowly calmed down, Wang Tianqing slowly pulled out the silver-white kitchen knife from the spiritual liquid.

Xu Ayawei instantly fell in love with this silver-white thing: "Qing'er, what is this? What is it for? It's not suitable to be a weapon." ”

"The point is not this, the point is that you can really create metal utensils!" Wang Qimin was very excited, "Tianqing, Tianqing, you are good, now the people of the sub-clan can live a little better." As he spoke, he took off the kitchen knife and played with it in his hand.

Volleyed a few times, Wang Qimin nodded: "This is a weapon, it's just a little shorter, it's not very suitable for the people in the mortal realm, for them in the mortal stage, they can't urge the true yuan to make the weapon emit a weapon, and it's too short to fight directly, it's not very suitable." ”

Xu Ayawei also agreed in her heart, but she couldn't let Qing'er down: "What's the matter, in my opinion, this weapon is definitely extraordinary, right, Qing'er!"

"That's right, it's still a mother's eye, this weapon is not generally called a kitchen knife, which can not only fight the enemy but also cook, like when you cook and eat after cutting food, it will be more convenient, and it is very useful to deal with the corpse of a demon beast or something. ”

Listening to what her son said, Xu Ayawei felt more and more reasonable, "It's not bad, what do you think of Qimin?"

Wang Qimin carefully observed the silver cabbage knife in his hand, this knife is really suitable for cutting some fruits and food, and he can barely defend himself against the enemy, and he can surprise the sneak attack than the conspicuousness of the spear and blade, thinking of this, he can't help but praise it: "Well, it's really good, this kitchen knife is a good thing, every household can have one, if you can." ”

Wang Tianqing was relieved to see that the two elders were quite satisfied, after all, this was his own virgin weapon, and it would be embarrassing if he was disliked, but he took the silver kitchen knife handed over by his father and heard: "Tianqing, can these other people also learn it? You alone are far from enough for the human race!"

After thinking about it, Wang Tianqing felt that there was no problem: "There is basically no problem, the impurities of iron ore can be smelted by burning charcoal and firewood, and I can also build some iron felt and forging hammers for forging, and after teaching some people, let them continue to create new ones to teach more people." ”

When Wang Qimin heard this, he was overjoyed and directly tore the space and disappeared, Wang Tianqing looked at his mother and said speechlessly: "Mother, you see that my father is so anxious, I still have something to say! ”

Xu Ayanweilian moved lightly to Wang Tianqing and touched Wang Tianqing's head: "Of course he blames himself, Qing'er is so well-behaved, if he dares to murder you, he can't spare him for his mother." ”

Wang Tianqing couldn't help but think of another him in his memory, fatherless, motherless, and even his beloved woman died in his arms, which is simply a tragedy from the memory that has been fused.

How lucky it is to have a mother who loves him so much and a father who wants him to be better than the blue and strict with himself. There is also Ying'er, when she thinks of Ying'er, Wang Tianqing's face is full of smiles, if Xu Ayawei is not around, Wang Tianqing will probably just giggle non-stop.

Xu Ayawei looked at her smiling son and was a little puzzled: "Qing'er, what makes you so happy?"

The frozen smile gradually disappeared, Wang Tianqing sensed the big crisis, if he didn't deal with it well, it was estimated that he would not be able to survive in peace for the next period of time. Thinking of the scene of being chased by his mother and asking questions, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and the hidden knife in his smile was far more terrifying than a real knife and a real gun, and he couldn't resist at all.

I can't let my mother know about Ying'er now, and I'll talk about it after the coming-of-age ceremony, as for how to avoid this catastrophe in front of me... With: "Mother, didn't you just create this kitchen knife, thinking that it can benefit many people in the future, it will be beautiful in my heart, and I will be able to use it to make delicious food for my mother in the future." ”

"Yes, Qing'er is really obedient to let her mother hug her. Feeling the warm embrace of her mother, Wang Tianqing tasted the distress of happiness and was out of breath.

Thanks to the arrival of his dusty father in time, it was too uncomfortable to not be able to breathe, and Wang Qimin, who was carrying more than a dozen majestic men, pushed open the door of the wooden house, and before feeling the coming, Xu Ayawei took a step ahead of Wang Tianqing in his arms.

"Tianqing, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you remember your uncle?" the burly strong man hugged Wang Tianqing, who had not yet eased his breath, and squeezed him again, and he couldn't breathe anymore.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

"Third brother, be careful to crush the azure. ”

Wang Tianqing, who wanted to cry without tears, couldn't help but complain in his heart after being let go, he meowed, Uncle Zhong and Uncle Ji's four brothers are all strong in the world, Uncle and Uncle Zhong are very reliable at a glance when they guard the family court, Uncle Ji is a rare intelligent talent, why is this uncle crooked, eh, the uncle in Lanxing's memory won't be like this!

No wonder it feels just as unreliable......