As a result, the most favored young master of the Jin family was brought back by Jin Yun. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Well, although the appearance is a little ugly, Jin Yanning also has a sense of gratitude that can't be stopped, if it weren't for Jin Yun's action, the few people guarding Jianling, maybe he fainted, those people would still turn a blind eye and ignore it.

It's just a little uglier, it's better than being able to lie on a bed now, covered with a thick futon, and even have a medicinal soup for typhoid fever, isn't it?

Jin Yanning was recuperating in the room, and Jin Yun returned to the tower.

Sword Ridge!

Jin Yun had really heard of this, but she overheard someone mention it when she was attending the three-year ceremony in the border city.

During the conversation between those people, it was determined that the Shangjing Sword Ridge was somewhere nearby, full of swords, and still a mountain range was chosen.

According to the man, as long as he participated in the three-year ceremony and won the top three, he could go to Jianling to find a treasure.

She looked up at what appeared to be a five-story tower, but it was seven.

I never thought that this was Jianling.

What I didn't expect was that the holy place in the mouth of outsiders was actually in the Golden Mansion.

At the same time, the reason why Jin Yun is interested in this place is that in addition to the books mentioned in it, there are also the so-called materials on it.

She could feel that there was an extremely rich metallic aura floating on it.

Jin Yun licked her slightly dry lower lip, thinking about how to use to go to Jianling.

The few people guarding under the Sword Ridge tensed their bodies again, staring straight at the girl in front of them with their eyes, as if she was about to make a move immediately.

Jin Yun didn't act rashly, let alone try to break in.

If you want to fight hard, maybe it's still possible, but if you want to lurk quietly without knowing it, it's absolutely impossible.

It's better to think of ideas and step into the Sword Ridge openly.

Wouldn't that be more interesting?

Turning to leave, Jin Yun came to the furnace room of the Jin Mansion, and I don't know if it was because of some feelings, now she desperately wants to pick up the hammer and forge weapons.

The furnace room of the Golden Mansion is not gorgeous, but there are many tools inside.

The hammer alone covered a wall, lined up one by one from small to largest.

The smallest one, I'm afraid it's only the size of Jin Yun's palm, and the largest, just by looking at it, you know that not everyone can afford it.

Jin Yun was a little curious, looking at the hammer that was taller than his height, what kind of weapon could he use.

Curious, she didn't plan to use this strange hammer right away, but chose the size she used to use.

Because it was a sudden move, Jin Yun did not decide what weapon to forge down, but first chose a piece of pig iron to beat it.

Repeated folding and forging will not make the body feel tired, but the mind will be more awake.

Jin Xianchao stood at the door, the most familiar thrashing sound in his ears, and he had not stopped since he came here.

It kept repeating, as if there was no possibility of stopping.

As a person from the Jin family in Shangjing, he is the third master, although his forging weapons are not the best, but he knows how to listen and watch.

Or rather, the senses.

Jin Xianchao's talent lies in this.

He can feel it by hearing, seeing, and touching.

At the same time, the sound of thrashing in the ears may be very similar to the ears of outsiders, and there is no difference at all.

But in Jin Xianchao's ears, he could distinguish some differences.

'Knock, knock, knock! ’

Repeating the sound of hammering, he could find that the strength of this person's hammering was very sufficient, without a little emptiness, and every hammer was solid.

The interval between the sound is the same, not a little worse.

If it is only a few occasional sounds, it can be said to be accidental, but Jin Xianchao has stood here for at least an hour, from the beginning to the present, the gap between each sound is the same.

The more time passes, the more shocked Jin Xianchao becomes.

Not to mention what kind of weapon this person forged in the end, but the kung fu of hammering is extremely rare.

And no matter who it is, a person's energy is definitely limited.

Jin Xianchao has seen a lot of blacksmith masters, and there are countless people with extraordinary forging ability, but among these people, no matter how strong they are, they will stop and rest after a certain period of time.

Even, the longer the time, the breath is unstable, the strength of the downward hammer will inevitably change, and the sound will be different, not to mention the gap between the two hammers, there is definitely a change.

But now, with the passage of time, Jin Xianchao didn't realize that he was gradually lightening his breathing, as if his excessive breathing would affect the people who were beating inside.

The location of the furnace room is a bit far from the inner courtyard, after all, this is a place, in addition to the Jin family's own people, there are some guests and outsiders who can use it, so after all, people are mixed, and he will not come to this place often.

It's just that it's rare to come and meet someone with such talent.

Of course, Jin Xianchao knew in his heart that no matter who this person was, his ability to forge weapons would definitely not be strong, otherwise he would definitely know that there was a person with good forging ability in the mansion, but now this person has never been mentioned by anyone.

However, no matter how strong it is, with such a good forging technique, it will be difficult to become a grandmaster in the future.

This person is capable, powerful, and talented.

As long as these three, the other bad ones, he has a way to add to this person.

"Third master, what are you ......" Steward Li hurriedly walked over, and was stopped by reaching out halfway through his words.

Jin Xianchao's heart had already followed the sound of thrashing, and the sudden speech immediately made him a little dissatisfied, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, and asked in a rare whisper: "Who is in the No. 3 furnace room?" ”

There are more than a dozen large and small furnace rooms here, which are overcrowded on weekdays, but last night was Chinese New Year's Eve, and fireworks happened, so at this time, there was no one else except the third furnace room.

On a cold day, the fine sweat on the forehead of Steward Li came out, he was the steward of the furnace room, it stands to reason that no matter who it is, he has to inform him when he uses the furnace room, but on the contrary, he was greedy for two cups yesterday, and it was not until he heard the sound of striking iron in the furnace room that he knew that someone had trespassed in.

And because of the lack of it, I fell asleep, just using the stove room, and after the big deal, I just let a person register casually, and it is not a big deal.

And because he didn't care, the people below still acquiesced, so they didn't care.

It's good now, the third master doesn't know how long he has been here, don't say this, if the third master asks, he can't answer.