At the end of West Street in Donghua District, Xiao Han came to the gate of a dirt yard according to the guidance of passers-by. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info caught the eye and was a huge piece of plain linen tied to a pine tree that had been inserted vertically into the earth, hanging high. On the cloth, splashed ink reads "Forging Fengping" in three big black characters.

Entering the small courtyard, Xiao Han obviously felt a wave of heat rushing to his face, and was immediately extinguished by the coolness emanating from his arms, which couldn't help but make him touch the money bag containing jade beads in his arms.

In the dilapidated courtyard, there was the sound of hammers forging iron. Xiao Han looked for prestige, and saw a middle-aged uncle who looked to be in his forties, who was naked and holding a dark black sledgehammer, hammering a piece of burning red iron hard. Sweat trickled down his bulging muscles, making him look extra athletic.

Xiao Han stepped forward and asked politely, "Excuse me, is the uncle Zang Wufeng?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he didn't stop the movements in his hands, and he didn't even glance at Xiao Han, but just said lightly, "What's the matter?" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Han had already determined that the person in front of him was hiding Wufeng, and immediately explained his intention: "Father Xiao Jianlong, I want you to cast a suitable sword for me."

"Oh! Are you the son of the cold sword white fox? When Xiao Han revealed his identity, Zang Wufeng's hammering action obviously paused, but then returned to normal.

"Yes!"

After hearing Xiao Han's exact answer, Zang Wufeng Fang stopped the movement in his hand and turned to look at Xiao Han: "Why do you want to forge a sword?"

Xiao Han saw Zang Wufeng asking, although it was a little strange, but he also truthfully said the answer in his heart: "At first, I learned swords because of my father. I want to see what kind of martial arts swordsmanship is, which created my father's past demeanor and make up for my father's current regrets. When I really started to get into swordsmanship, I was amazed to find that I was fascinated by its charm. Its graceful, natural, and ingenious movements contain unimaginable power. I think that maybe I can use my swordsmanship to enhance my strength, so that one day I can step out of Guyang Town, see the outside world, and maybe find an elixir to restore my father's injured leg. And the sword is an indispensable existence in swordsmanship, so I want you to cast a sword for me. ”

After listening to Xiao Han's true intentions, Zang Wufeng nodded and said, "Hmm! Practice the swordsmanship you've learned! As he spoke, he casually took a bladeless blunt sword from the wall and threw it to Xiao Han.

After taking the blunt sword, Xiao Han shook it and danced without saying a word. Unlike bamboo sticks, blunt swords are edgeless but angular and cut through the air faster. Chopping, chopping, teasing, picking, sweeping..., I saw that his sword movement was more light and smooth, and the three moves of Hanjiang Sword Song were more powerful.

Half a moment later, the three moves were completed, Xiao Han put away his sword and stood, waiting for Zang Wufeng to speak. However, Zang Wufeng didn't say anything, so he turned around and walked straight into a room, and only came out after a while. At this time, he came out again, but there was a large black stone in his hand. Approaching the furnace, he threw the black stone directly into the furnace, and quickly pulled the bellows to make the charcoal fire more vigorous.

It took almost half an hour to forge the black stone. During this period, Xiao Xue was noisy to go home, and Xiao Han had no choice but to give her the jade bead in his arms to play. Xiao Xue, who got the jade bead, was extinguished by the coolness, and then became quiet.

Xiao Han, who had lost the coolness of the jade bead, was sweating from the blazing fire at the moment. Just when he couldn't help but want to ask, Zang Wufeng suddenly clamped out the burnt red stone with his tongs, and then he began to hammer it hard.

"When! While! While! ……”

Hammering again and again, drops of sweat, show the hard work of the blacksmith. I saw that after Zang Wufeng's hundreds of repeated hammering, the stone had gradually turned into a short strip. At this time, Xiao Han realized that it was actually not a stone, but a metal block similar to iron.

After hammering dozens of times, Zang Wufeng threw the black metal that was about to cool into the casting furnace again. At this time, his whole body was dripping with sweat, and his breathing was already a little heavy.

Zang Wufeng twitched the bellows, and the charcoal fire in the furnace raged, as if trying to burn everything. The black metal was scorched red in the blazing heat. Xu is the previous residual temperature is still there, and this time it only took a moment for the calcination to be caught out by him. However, this time he was not in a hurry to forge it, but handed Xiao Han a hammer and said lightly: "Keep up with the rhythm!" As he spoke, he took the lead in hammering.

When Xiao Han heard this, although he was stunned, he immediately reacted and fought with Zang Wufeng one-on-one. The hammer smashed, kept repeating, for him who was new to this work, it was really very difficult. He didn't know the characteristics here, but after hammering for a quarter of an hour, with the strength of his bone refining realm, he actually felt a trace of soreness in his arm, and sweat poured out like rain. However, he didn't stop, but gritted his teeth and tried his best to keep up with Zang Wufeng.

The heavy blow of a hammer repeatedly forged the black metal, and between the sparks, a little gray impurity was hammered out, and the entire metal bar appeared brighter. In this way, the black metal strip is gradually cooled after repeated forging, and then sent back to the casting furnace for heating.

Half a moment later, the black metal bar was clamped out again, but this time it was not directly hammered, but bent it. Then Zang Wufeng took out a piece of reddish soft iron that had also been calcined from the casting furnace, and added it to the bent metal, and folded it up.

"Hit!"

With a heavy snort, the two began to hammer again. After hundreds of hammers, the two pieces of metal have been tightly combined. In this way, after several repeated folding and forging, the two very different pieces of metal have been completely fused, and it is difficult to distinguish the slightest difference.

After thousands of hammers, Xiao Han's arm was so sore that he could no longer exert his strength. And at this moment, looking at the metal bar that had turned into more than a foot long, Zang Wufeng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go and beat a jar of wine, and then cut two catties of cooked beef!"

Xiao Han paused, then looked at the sky before he suddenly realized, it turned out that it was noon unconsciously. At this time, he suddenly thought that he was still taking Xiao Xue with him, so he quickly turned his head to check around, only to see Xiao Xue squatting on a big rock, staring at him with a sad face.

After answering "yes", Xiao Han walked to Xiao Xue's side with an apologetic smile and said softly, "Xiaoxue, can my brother take you to eat something?"

Xiao Xue pouted, rolled her eyes and said, "Hmph! Bad brother, people don't want to pay attention to you! ”

Seeing this, Xiao Han decided to take out the killer weapon, and said with a smile: "Then my brother will buy you sugar gourds, buy two strings, and apologize to you, okay?"

Sure enough, the ignorant girl is the most coaxing. When Xiao Xue heard the sugar gourd, she didn't have any emotion, so she nodded happily.

When he took the jade bead from Xiao Xue's hand, that cool feeling instantly spread throughout his body, making Xiao Han moan a little comfortably. In this way, after going out with the bouncing Xiao Xue for half an hour, Xiao Han came back from eating, still carrying a jar of wine and a large bag of beef in his hand. Behind him, Xiao Xue was holding a string of sugar gourds in one hand, very happy.

Xiao Han stepped forward with wine and meat, and saw Zang Wufeng forging the already formed sword body alone. And when Zang Wufeng saw him coming back, he didn't speak, just hammered himself. After almost a hundred hammers, he sent the sword embryo back to the furnace for calcination, and when Xiao Han saw this, he hurriedly handed the wine and meat to him.

After taking the wine and meat, Zang Wufeng first drank a few big throats, and then grabbed a large piece of beef and ate it in a big gulp, showing his pride. In just half an moment, two catties of beef were eaten by him. At this time, he glanced at the sword embryo in the furnace, and then unhurriedly put down the wine jar and took it out.

But this time, the force of Zang Wufeng's hammer became lighter, and I don't know if he was drunk or tired. Just when Xiao Han was puzzled, he saw that the speed of Zang Wufeng's falling hammer suddenly accelerated, like rain falling, and he was dizzying. It was about a quarter of an hour before he stopped dropping the hammer.

At this time, the sword embryo has taken shape, and even the blade has been formed. After observing for a moment, the sword embryo of Zang Wufeng was suspended in the furnace, and the fire was calcined again. However, after staring at the sword embryo hanging in the furnace for a moment, he hurriedly urged Xiao Han to pull the bellows and increase the fire.