Early in the morning, when the blacksmith opened the door of the shop, he saw Qin Chuan standing at the door, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Boy, it's pretty early, come in." The blacksmith said with some sleepy eyes.

Walking into the shop, the blacksmith took out a small apron and threw it to Qin Chuan, "Put this on, it will save you a moment of burning." ”

Qin Chuan nodded obediently, and neatly put the apron on himself, a little bigger, but he could also make do with it.

The blacksmith glanced at Qin Chuan, nodded, then yawned, pointed to a small iron shelf next to him and said, "It looks like that, go, move that stone here." ”

Qin Chuan did so, walked to the corner, and lifted the stone with great force. I don't know where I found this stone, although it doesn't look big, but it is extremely heavy to start, and fortunately, Qin Chuan has been exercising unremittingly every day, so there is no scandal.

Seeing Qin Chuan put the stone on the shelf, the blacksmith nodded again, and probably had an understanding of Qin Chuan's physical fitness. Turned around and picked up a hammer from the side, shook it in his hand, and handed it to Qin Chuan, "Take this hammer and knock off the coat of the stone." ”

"Isn't it just on the fire?" Qin Chuan took the hammer and asked with some puzzlement.

"If you knock it, knock it, where is so much nonsense." The blacksmith suddenly said angrily.

Qin Chuan was a little helpless, he was under the eaves and had to bow his head. With a sigh, he no longer hesitated, picked up his hammer and began to pound on the stone.

The weight of the hammer is not light, but it is also within the range that Qin Chuan can bear. But this was a hard work after all, and after a while, Qin Chuan's arm was a little sore, so he changed his hand and continued to knock on the stone, and it took a lot of effort to knock a few stone chips off the stone.

The blacksmith took out half a pot of wine from the house, sat on a stone pier, and began to explain to Qin Chuan the process of forging iron and swords while drinking.

Striking iron and forging a sword are two parts, striking iron is to remove the coat of iron and stone, and then constantly knock the iron block, knocking out all the impurities inside, leaving only the most essential part; To forge a sword, a hammer is used to change the shape of an iron block. Compared with the two, the most time-consuming, laborious and most testing of a blacksmith's level is in the part of ironmaking.

Qin Chuan's movements did not stop, while listening to the blacksmith's words, he kept knocking stones. But he was still young after all, and it didn't take long for him to start having a sore back and a sore arm.

Looking up at the stone chips falling from the black stones, the blacksmith shook his head and gloated, "How is it?" It's not good to hit iron, if you really can't do it, just give up, and when you grow up and have more strength, it's not too late to come back. ”

Hearing the blacksmith's words, Qin Chuan gritted his teeth and continued to persevere. But soon his arm was so sore that he couldn't even lift the hammer.

With a bang, the hammer in his hand slipped from his hand.

Seeing this voice, the blacksmith put down the wine jug in his hand, walked up to Qin Chuan, and dragged him to his side, a big hand began to pinch and beat on him, and his face was serious.

After a long time, the blacksmith stopped his movements and sat down on the stone pier again, picked up the wine jug and took a sip of wine, and said to Qin Chuan: "Striking iron and forging swords is not a day's work, nor is it a one-time thing, so you will come here today first, and you will come again tomorrow." ”

Qin Chuan didn't know how he insisted on returning to the Guogong Mansion, lying on the bed, his whole body ached, his two arms were as if they were not his own, he didn't feel it at all, and he fell asleep after a while.

When Qin Chuan woke up, it was already the middle of the moon, and his first reaction when he woke up was hunger, a feeling of being very hungry. When I got out of bed, my body was still sore. When I walked to the outside room, I saw a big food box on the desk, and I thought it was the sergeant who delivered the food to see that he was sleeping, so he put down the food box and did not disturb his sleep.

Quickly ran to the front of the desk, took out the food from the food box, and swallowed the food into his stomach regardless of whether it was hot or cold.

The food in the waiting box was wiped out by Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan touched his stomach, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face, it felt so good to be full.

From this day on, after Qin Chuan got up every day and did what he had to do, he ran to the blacksmith shop to continue dealing with the black stone. And tell the sergeant on guard to put the food in his house.

Jingle, clang, the beating in the blacksmith shop became dense. Through the beating of stones in the past few days, Qin Chuan has figured out some key points, the strength of the beating should be just right, if the strength is too great, it will not last long. If you have too little effort, you will waste a lot of time. Not only that, but he also found that when the speed of the beating was consistent with the speed of his breathing, he not only saved some effort, but also made it much more efficient.

The blacksmith watched Qin Chuan knock on the stone every day, from the carelessness at the beginning, to the surprise later, and then he was already impressed by Qin Chuan. How can a child under the age of six understand the know-how here, I think that at the beginning, when he first started to learn to make iron, he didn't know how many stones were broken, and it took a year to understand this truth, at that time, the master praised himself as a genius, born to make iron.

If you comprehend it in a year, you will be praised as a genius, so if Qin Chuan can comprehend it in three or five days, wouldn't it be even more powerful than a genius. At this moment, the blacksmith's heart turned, and then he hesitated a little, and subconsciously said: "If this kid who is able to worship me as a teacher, then the inheritance of our school ......"

"What do you say? Let me worship you as a teacher? Qin Chuan stopped the hammer in his hand, turned his head, and looked at the blacksmith with a puzzled expression.

"I'm just talking casually, don't take it seriously, it's quite my apprentice, you're not qualified enough, continue to hit your stones, you have to concentrate on knowing whether you know." The blacksmith said with a dark face.

Qin Chuan glanced at the blacksmith, turned around and continued to deal with the black stone in front of him seriously.

After another seven or eight days, Qin Chuan finally smashed all the stone clothes of this black stone, and all that was left was a dark red piece of iron the size of a palm.

When the blacksmith saw the dark red stone, his face twitched unconsciously, and a look of pain flashed on his face, and then he returned to normal.

"It's definitely not an ordinary thing." Qin Chuan secretly thought in his heart, and he was not so distressed in his heart about buying this piece of iron for the price of one gold.

Although he had a headache, the blacksmith did not regret it, and started from the stone pier, and solemnly asked Qin Chuan to move the iron to the stone platform where the iron was struck.

Qin Chuan was holding the iron block in both hands, although it had become very small, but the weight had not decreased much, and it was heavy in his hands.

Staring at the iron on the stone platform, the blacksmith pondered for a moment before slowly speaking: "Striking iron is not only a hard work, but also a technical work. And the world thinks that as long as you have the strength to strike iron, you can beat the iron with a hammer and become a blacksmith. How did they know that blacksmiths are also divided into three, six, and nine? ”

"Blacksmiths also have ranks? Don't know how to divide it? Listening to the blacksmith's words, Qin Chuan asked curiously.

"Blacksmiths are divided by the materials of iron, there are six realms of bluestone, black iron, bronze, silver, gold, and red gold, and each realm has two stages, so there is also a saying that blacksmiths have six realms and twelve products." The blacksmith said with an unfathomable expression.

"What grade are you at now, uncle?" Qin Chuan asked with wide eyes, looking at the blacksmith.

"Hahaha, I'm only a small success, just six grades." Although the blacksmith's face showed it, there was a hint of smugness in his words.

Listening to the blacksmith's words, Qin Chuan was a little surprised, in his cognition, this world is an ordinary world, are there still some characters who have become immortals and saints? The blacksmith's words were really beyond Qin Chuan's cognition.

"Boy, this world is very big, Yongcheng is just a very small place, don't think that you can talk about the world here, the frog at the bottom of the well." The blacksmith seemed to see what Qin Chuan was thinking, and said sarcastically.

"Then tell me about the outside world? I haven't been out of Yongcheng since I was a child. Qin Chuan looked at the blacksmith expectantly.

"Why do he have to come into contact with these things later, and it is not a violation to tell him in advance now." The blacksmith muttered in a low voice, put the red iron into the furnace, stirred the charcoal fire, leaned on the stone platform beside him, and began to explain the outside world to Qin Chuan.

Since the Zhou Youwang Fenghuo drama princes, the whole world began to collapse with bad manners, and the princes from all walks of life began to fight continuously, and at the same time, a great sage came into being, and the whole world began to contend. With the continuous rise and decline of various schools, in the end, only ten schools occupied the mainstream position, namely Confucianism, Moism, Taoism, Commerce, Soldiers, Medicine, and Miscellaneous, and Ten Schools of Yin and Yang. Therefore, there is also a saying that there are nine factions and ten schools.

Among the ten schools, the Yinyangjia school has no intention of fighting between the high and low schools, but the other nine schools are divided into the upper nine streams, the middle nine streams, and the lower nine streams in order to compete with each other, and they begin to debate constantly. Later, the miscellaneous doctors and merchants were called the lower nine streams, and the other families used the whole world as a battlefield in order to distinguish the high and low, and the rankings were determined by winning or losing, so now various countries began to continue to conquer weak countries under the influence of those schools, in order to accumulate enough strength in the final war.

The blacksmith said that his mouth was a little dry for a long time, and when he picked up the wine jug, he found that the wine jug was empty and out of wine, so he said to Qin Chuan: "Bring me a jug of wine every day in the future." ”

Listening to the addiction, hearing the blacksmith's words, Qin Chuan could only nod his head in agreement, he dared to guarantee that as long as he dared to nod, the blacksmith would definitely not say a word.

Seeing Qin Chuan nodding in agreement, the blacksmith smashed his mouth, walked in front of Qin Chuan, squatted down, and said mysteriously: "Do you know that these ten schools, each of them is quite hidden, and what is revealed to the world is only the tip of their iceberg. ”

"Is there a hierarchy for each school?" Qin Chuan asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"There is no hierarchy in the school, only the people in the school have a rank, and only in this way can the knowledge be divided into large and small, and the level will be determined. But no matter which school of learning, it is the twelve grades, and above the twelve grades are the sages, but each school has different divisions of the twelve grades, such as the Confucian sages and gentlemen, the Mohist organs, the Taoist lotus, the soldiers' battle arrays, and the Legalists' sword mountains......"

As the blacksmith said one strange name after another, Qin Chuan began to yearn for the outside world.

The blacksmith stood up, patted Qin Chuan's shoulder, and said intriguingly: "I have time to go outside to take a look, Yongcheng is too small." ”

Qin Chuan nodded seriously.

"Come, I'll teach you how to strike iron."

"Good"

The blacksmith took the iron tongs to take the iron out of the furnace, and Qin Chuan carried the iron hammer and looked at the fiery iron with a solemn face.