Lu Qingyun sighed lightly, this young man's death was completely an accident, and no one wanted to kill him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But he did die at the hands of Lu Qingyun, because this is another sense... Snatch away!

"Don't worry, I will serve your father and mother until the day they sail west!"

Lu Qingyun turned around, and at the same time as he turned around, his face changed again, and he turned into Lin Zihao again, his temperament was completely hidden by him, and no one could find out, after doing this, he walked out of the room.

"Son, why are you up, hurry back and lie down!"

The middle-aged woman had just come out of the kitchen, and when she saw her child standing in the hall, she hurriedly put down the work in her hand and came over to support Lu Qingyun.

"Mother, the child is fine, you see, the child's body is strong!" Lu Qingyun began to comfort the woman, and at this moment, he suddenly remembered his mother.

"Huh?" The middle-aged woman was very surprised, when he went to see Lin Zihao a moment ago, he still looked sick, but in the blink of an eye, he was able to jump around.

"Mother, don't be suspicious, the child has been in bed for so long, you and Dad must be busy, let the child help you share some of it now." Lu Qingyun said softly, in his eyes, Lin Zihao's parents are his parents.

This is not only his promise, but also the regret in his heart!

From Lin Zihao's memory, he knew that his father was a famous blacksmith in Sanhe Town and several surrounding towns, and opened a blacksmith shop in the city, while his mother was famous for her embroidery.

Life is not rich, but there is nothing lacking, but they regret that they have always had no children under their knees, and it was not until the two of them passed the year of their establishment that they gave birth to Lin Zihao, so they love a son very much.

And Lin Zihao has been very sensible since he was a child, knowing that his father and mother are old, and he wants to let the second elder spend his old age comfortably, so when he knew that he was actually dead, he didn't rush to leave, to pursue what has been hidden in his heart... The road to immortality!

After helping Mother Lin do some housework, she left the yard and went to the blacksmith shop in the town, which was the hard work of Father Lin's life.

But even so, he never thought of asking Lin Zihao to inherit his career, he wanted his son to get a fame, in this regard, he was very similar to Bu Xuan.

Seeing his son suddenly appear in the blacksmith shop, Father Lin was also a little surprised, he put a piece of reddish fine iron in his hand into the bucket on the side, stirring up a large amount of white mist, and at the same time asked in a concerned tone, "Why don't you take a break?" Your illness has worried your mother for a while. ”

Lu Qingyun smiled faintly and said, "It's all right, the child knows that his father and mother are worried about this time, so he came over to see if there is anything he can help with." ”

Father Lin didn't dare to let the child do things, this time the illness really scared him, but he suddenly had a whim, and while he began to beat the fine iron in his hand, he also asked: "Hao'er, you are not too young, have you thought about what you will do in the future?" ”

"Doesn't Dad want his child to participate in the imperial examination? Why did you ask this question all of a sudden? Lu Qingyun asked with a little surprise.

Father Lin sighed, put down the hammer in his hand, looked at Lu Qingyun with kind eyes, and said after a long time: "Actually, you are sick this time, let Dad think about it for a while, Dad thinks that you still have to let you do what you like, Dad doesn't want you to leave any regrets in your life!" ”

Lu Qingyun's nose was sour, and his tears had an urge to burst out of his eyes, but he finally held back and said: "The child will temporarily follow his father to learn the skills of blacksmithing, and when it is time for the imperial examination, the child will go to participate in the imperial examination!" ”

Father Lin listened, laughed lightly, and began to continue to thrash.

His technique is extremely precise, although he is old, he doesn't seem to be affected at all, and Lu Qingyun is a little distracted from the sidelines.

Although this blacksmith shop belonged to Father Lin, he rarely went into battle in person, and it was usually taken over by a small apprentice he brought with him, and it was not ordinary ironware that allowed him to go out in person.

Father Lin saw that Xiao Qingyun looked at it so seriously, so he explained while using the hammer: "This is a piece of cold iron lean that Master Chen in the martial arts hall accidentally found, and he asked his father to give him a sword. ”

Lu Qingyun swept his gaze over the wall of the blacksmith shop and asked, "Dad, does this blacksmith have any tricks to cast iron?" Why is there such a difference in the service life of the ironware you make compared to other blacksmiths? ”

This is also the reason why Father Lin is famous, some mortal generals came to him to forge swords, and he began to say: "Actually, it's not that my father has any tricks, but a heart for casting iron." ”

Father Lin said, put down the work in his hand, took down a silver sword from the wall, and said: "Take the way of sword casting, although my father can cast iron, he is not a professional swordsmith, but my father is confident that he will not lose to any real swordsmith in the ability to forge swords!" ”

"The way of forging swords, has always been admired, but really know the way of forging swords, but there are very few, for the father has cast countless swords in his life, but the works of the first half of his life and the works of the second half of his life, the difference is too great, because the father's mentality towards sword casting or cast iron has changed.

So what is the way of cast iron? In fact, it is not only for you to make a piece of iron into the shape you want in your heart, what he needs is your heart for this piece of iron, and in the process of repeatedly tempering this piece of iron, you must know how to make it perfect, not just remove the impurities inside!

Because the perfection of a thing is not only to look at its form, but also to pay attention to its god! ”

After Father Lin finished speaking, he took the sword in his hand and looked at a stone on the side, the stone was shattered instantly, but there was no damage on the sword.

"Not only to see its form, but also to pay attention to its spirit..."

As a result, the sword in Father Lin's hand began to think.

In this way, in addition to helping Mother Lin do some housework every day, Lu Qingyun would come to the blacksmith shop when he had time to watch Father Lin complete the works in his hands one by one.

This process gave him a great inspiration!

Not only to see its shape, but also to pay attention to its gods, the way of cast iron is like this, how is the way of cultivating immortals?

However, the form of a monk is cultivation, so what is God?

With such a question, Lu Qingyun followed Father Lin to learn the way of casting iron and forging swords, and three years passed in a blink of an eye!

In the past three years, he has helped Father Lin and Mother Lin do some things during the day, and at night, he is immersed in cultivation, after all, this is just one of his clones, his soul is still in the Source Avoiding Bead to compete with the Seed of the Broken God, he needs time to recover his cultivation.

At the same time, he looked at the iron tools made by Father Lin, which seemed ordinary, but in fact each one was a treasure, and it also made him understand what the god of monks was.

Monk cultivation of immortals is like cast iron, it is also a process of constantly refining oneself and perfecting oneself, from a mortal body to a monk who can collapse and crack the ground with a gesture, just like the way of cast iron.

But cultivation is only the appearance, and you must obtain the inner god in order to perfect the area and go to the next level on the road of cultivating immortals.

The god of Father Lin's cast iron is his belief in cast iron, so even if it is an ordinary piece of iron, in his hands, he can create the best treasure, which is due to his belief.

In Lu Qingyun's view, the god of the monk is the same, that is, faith, without faith, no matter how high the cultivation is, even if he has lived for hundreds or thousands of years, he is just a doll.

Because he doesn't have what he needs to be a true monk... God!

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