"The casting process is the melting and pouring of the mold, cast metal. The purpose of softening annealing during casting is to decompose the hardness of the embryo, and then normalize it to obtain the shape of the embryo you want, quenching can obtain higher hardness or abrasion strength, step by step to do ......"

Outside a thatched house, Tong Chu took off his robe, naked upper body, revealing his thin chest, and beside him, a plainly dressed boy with bright eyes was watching every step of his fellow worker intently.

"The survival of people, you have a skill, if you can learn some casting skills, you can make a living in the future, no longer have to worry about the Ming Dynasty. ”

This little baby is Wusheng, Wusheng looked at the sweat on his forehead in front of the furnace, and suddenly said, "Master, the jade pendant you gave to others to help me before, isn't it very expensive?"

"Everything has value that can be measured, but the life of living beings is priceless, things are dead, people are alive, no matter how valuable they are, they can't compare to you." ”

There was a hint of self-reproach in Wusheng's eyes.

Looking at Wusheng, he said, "You learn the skill of forging weapons well, and you will no longer be taken lightly in the future, and I will help you today, it is not in vain." ”

Tongfu took a handkerchief and walked out of the sword-casting furnace, and the rest was to polish the hot, melted embryo into shape, which was his step-by-step work.

Looking at the vigorous fire, a trace of sadness flashed in Tongkun's heart: he never has the value of that jade pendant, but the master is willing to take out such a thing for himself, is he really worth it?

Time flies, and ten years of spring and autumn flow.

In the jade industry——

Tongkui looked at Wusheng who clasped his hands tightly, did not say a word, and desperately held back his tears, on the opposite side of it, the imposing boy ten years ago became more and more vigorous, and looked at Wusheng proudly, and when he saw Tongfu coming, he just raised his eyebrows contemptuously, "Shout, the stupid monk is here." ”

Tong Chu looked at the jade pendant on the counter, it was clearly the one he mortgaged ten years ago, and looked at Wusheng like this, and bowed to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper was embarrassed, "The master is polite, this matter is actually -" glanced at the arrogant person over there, and said eloquently.

It turned out that Wusheng wanted to use himself for many years to help him farewell

The savings of people casting swords, bought this jade pendant, but unfortunately it was seen by the people of the past, this arrogant and domineering young man kept saying that Wusheng stole a lot of things he didn't want back then, so now even if Wusheng buys this jade pendant back, he has to return it to him, which is the interest of the year.

The corners of Tongkui's eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at Wusheng, "Wusheng, you have accumulated for many years, you should keep it well, why do you want to redeem this jade pendant for me?"

Wusheng raised his head, and there was an unyielding sense of resistance on his stubborn face, "Because I think that I am not worthy of such a good thing at all, back then, you handed over such a good thing for me, just for me, but only Wusheng himself knows in his heart that Wusheng is not worthy!"

Tongfu was a little surprised, and looked at the lifeless, arrogant young man for a long time, and refused to give up, "Today's jade pendant, no one can give it to you, no one's hands, and it can't be placed in the hands of such a lowly person, you are not worthy of it at all!"

Tongkui picked up the jade pendant, smiled slightly in front of the young man, and threw it straight to the ground, and in an instant, the jade pendant was torn apart, shocking everyone.

"Master, you-"

Tong Chun looked at Wusheng gently, "Wusheng, why do you always think that you are not as valuable as this jade pendant? No matter how good the jade pendant is, it is a dead thing after all, and now the jade pendant is broken, it is even more precious than you, in my eyes, your value is much more precious than any gold and jade in this world, and your heart cannot be bought with any amount of gold." ”

Wusheng's tears came out of his eyes at this time, "Master-"

Night-

The same man is dressed neatly, and on the ancient road, Wusheng sees off his fellow man in the back: Master, cherish.

"Your building skills are already very good, I have nothing to teach you anymore, Wusheng, the master is stupid, teach these building techniques to Wusheng, it took the master a hundred years to master, and Wusheng only took ten years to understand it. ”

"Master, Wusheng doesn't want to leave you, you saved me from danger, Wusheng wants to be with the master forever. ”

"Wusheng, when I first saw you, you were young and pitiful, in fact, the reason why the master was able to take out the jade pendant to save you without hesitation was because the master also had no father and no mother, but the master still felt that the value of Wusheng yourself far exceeded what the master held, the biological mother

The last thing left for the teacher, no matter where you go in the future, you must remember that in this world, no one can despise you, no matter what kind of precious treasures, you can't do it. ”

"Master—"

Wusheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the figure of the companion in the distance had disappeared into the vast night, and he would never see him again.

Many years later, there was an extra heaven-level builder in this world called "Immortal God Builder", but no one knew that in his heart, the most precious artifact building technique was a technique that the master taught him when he was young, and this technique was called: Casting the Heart.

"Tong, the master is now sending you down the mountain, the mountains and rivers are broken, the lives are ruined, this world is going to be killed and injured because of the anger of the Holy Lord of the Slaughtering Gate, the Holy Lord of the Slaughtering Gate is a warrior who has lived for 100,000 years, the magic cultivation is unfathomable, the evil ghost has become enlightened, but after becoming enlightened, it is still vicious and difficult to change. ”

"The master now orders you to go all out to kill the Holy Lord of the Slaughtering Gate and purify all sentient beings. ”

In the dark holy ruins, this was once the religion of the Holy Lord of the Slaughtering Sect, but when the Holy Lord of the Slaughtering Sect was practicing, he went wrong and swallowed all the essence of the disciples of the entire sect, and now this huge sect is just an empty shell.

Still holding the Zen staff and the bell, he walked step by step towards the abyss, where the Holy Lord of the Slaughter Gate was perched and prostrate, with the ambition to destroy this world.

......

The stars are thousands of miles, and they are instantaneous.

A full month later, news came out of the rivers and lakes: the Holy Lord of Tumen was destroyed, and the entire sect was wiped out and razed to the ground.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was boiling and the whole world celebrated.

In the corner of the mountain, seeing the monks coming and going from the sky to celebrate the joy, Tongkun smiled reluctantly, the two magic weapons around him were blasted into pieces, his spine was molded into powder, and he poured all his longevity into this battle, and he couldn't live long.

That's fine.

The body of the same man suddenly turned into a pale old man, and there was no intention of being strong.

Since we can no longer purify sentient beings, let's purify some poor wandering spirits.

Tongkui broke a thick branch, became his own crutch, and slowly walked into the distance step by step.