Chapter Twenty-Eight: Something Strange Happens
"This is a divine weapon made by a famous craftsman of Silla!"
Li Wuyi seemed to have a special love for his sword, and his tone when he said this was full of pride. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Divine Soldiers!
Pei Min was full of vigilance against Li Wuyi, and had already decided to temporarily seal his expression, and think twice about every word he said and every expression he made, so as not to expose flaws and let Li Wuyi see the clues. His biggest advantage now is that Li Wuyi still doesn't know that he has cooperated with Xue Ne and is investigating the traitors of the Xi clan. It is precisely because he does not know that he will not be guarded, and it is also convenient for his investigation.
He was still young, and he asked himself if the city government could not do Mount Tai collapse in front of him without changing his face, so he could only concentrate and deliberately control his emotions. But when he heard Li Wuyi say the word divine soldier to Qiushui Sword, although he didn't show an extra expression on his face, he sneered in his heart: "This is also a divine soldier?" ”
Li Wuyi saw Pei Min admiring the Qiushui Sword in a daze, and said with a smile: "Brother Pei still knows how to swordsmanship?" ”
Pei Min bowed: "In the Pei family library, there is a miscellaneous book that introduces smelting and casting swords and phase swords, I have read it at the beginning, and I dare not say that I am proficient, but I only know a little about it." "The Pei family is a thousand-year-old family, and their collection of books accumulated over thousands of years is piled up like a mountain, which can be called all-encompassing. As for the miscellaneous book he said, he found it from the corner when he was drying books in the academy a few years ago, and it was not a long time, and his memory was still fresh.
Li Wuyi praised: "You scholars know a lot, then you can talk about this sword, let me open my eyes." ”
Pei Min looked at it repeatedly for a while and said, "If you want me to say yes, but if I say it, don't be angry." ”
Li Wuyi was stunned and said strangely: "What's so angry." ”
Pei Min crossed his head and said: "This Qiushui Sword is made, except for its beautiful appearance, it is useless, it is really a good piece of iron." ”
Li Wuyi was a little hung up on his face, and said, "How do you say this?" ”
Pei Min recalled for a moment and said: "I remember that the book says that if a good sword burns pig iron essence to be heavy and soft, it will become steel after a few nights. Take soft iron as the spine of the sword, bathe with the drowning of the five animals, and quench the fat of the five animals. It is said that steel is used as the blade, and soft iron is the stem. But where the sword ......" he said here, seeing that Li Wuyi seemed to understand whether he understood or not, Li Yide was even more confused, feeling drowsy, and knew that what he said was too profound, so he sorted out the wording and said: "To put it bluntly, a really good sword must be both rigid and soft, and water and fire are blended." What is the method of combining the pig iron, which is to forge the pig iron into steel on the outside, so as to ensure that the blade of the sword can withstand the impact of collision, but it is too rigid and easy to break, even if the strong steel lacks flexibility, there is also a danger of breaking. Craftsmen would pour soft iron into the inside of the sword, and the soft iron would be tempered together with steel. 'Eight times, one thousand and twenty-four times' means that after the soft iron and steel are fused together, they must be forged at least eight times, at least one thousand and twenty-four times each time. Only after such forging will the soft iron and the steel be completely fused together, and the impurities of the sword body will also dissipate with the sparks, making it have the strength of steel and the flexibility of soft iron, and a good sword will be formed. As for the next opening, quenching or something, it is also a science, so I won't talk about it in detail. It's easy to forge a sword, but it takes years of hard work and extraordinary smelting skills to forge a sword. ”
He never took his eyes off the Qiushui Sword in his hand, and continued: "And this sword, the sword body is full of cold air, and it must be made of extremely rare cold iron, which is generally hidden in the bitter cold of the polar regions, absorbing the breath of cold ice, which is at least twice as hard as pig iron, which also means that smelting cold iron also needs to smelt more than twice the high temperature of mortal iron." This kind of smelting technique is only possessed by me Datang in the world today. Where does the Silla stick have the ability to completely smelt this cold iron. If the technology is not at home, it can only retreat to the second, through the high-temperature forging method, as if hammered into shape, cast into this sword, and really wronged this piece of cold iron. The most unacceptable thing for me is that I obviously don't have that ability, and I have to slap my swollen face to act as a fat man. The Silla stick master tried to cover up his lack of technique with a gorgeous appearance, and in my opinion, this Qiushui sword is beautiful, but in fact it is in vain......"
He looked at Li Wuyi with some embarrassment, after all, people were kind enough to send him, but he saw that this sword evaluation was useless, and it was really a little inappropriate. But the level of Silla master craftsmen is like this, so he can't blow it.
But seeing that Li Wuyi's expression was a little unnatural, his fists were unconsciously clenched to death, but he smiled on the surface: "What Brother Pei said is that the small country of Silla is bigger than me." I thought it was a sword, but I didn't want it to be broken copper and iron. I really can't give away such a thing. I'm asking people to bring me my treasured sword. ”
"No, no, no!" Pei Min was strange in his heart, he hid it in his heart, and hurriedly shook his head, "The gift is important in the heart, I will accept this Qiushui sword, thank you brother for the gift." ”
The Qiushui sword is so flashy that it is also made of good cold iron, and his sword is a bargain made casually by the blacksmith in the county, and it is an iron sword mixed with bronze, which is indeed much better than the one he used.
Pei Min didn't know much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so he could only discuss swordsmanship with Li Wuyi, and from the information he obtained, Li Wuyi was very good at swordsmanship, especially two-handed swordsmanship, and was particularly proficient. In his early years, the name of Fifth Brother Lai was played. Two-handed sword technique does not refer to dual swords, but rather two-handed swordsmanship, similar to Japanese kendo. The predecessor of Japanese kendo, that is, the two-handed sword technique of the Tang Dynasty.
Two-handed sword skills were relatively unpopular swordsmanship in the Tang Dynasty, and Pei Min had never seen it before, so he was a little curious and asked very carefully.
Li Wuyi also knows everything and says everything, and he knows the advantages and disadvantages of one-handed swordsmanship and two-handed swordsmanship.
The conversation between the two of them, Li Yide was like a piece of wood, and he couldn't interject at all, until he discussed the master of two-handed swordsmanship in the world, and then he said violently: "I know this, there is such a character in my hometown from county to county, named Lu Yue, but he is known as invincible in the county in his twenties." I remember that he also took in an apprentice of Silla, and that apprentice was also very famous, and his name was Jin or something, I forgot it, and he fought with our General Xue Rengui. ”
"It's the Silla God of War Kim Yuxin!" Li Wuyi answered casually.
"Yes, yes, that's him!" Li Yide said and suddenly said "Phew", "What is the Silla God of War, it's just a tall man popping up from a big fart, and compared to our General Xue Rengui, it's nothing, and Mao is nothing." ”
Li Wuyi's fists were unconsciously clenched to death.
Pei Min looked at it, and suddenly something flashed in his mind that they had ignored and never thought about.