Zhuge Meng was stunned for a moment, and quickly recovered his expression, thinking: "This son is extremely talented, and he can experience the vitality of the source qi in the high temperature, even the young and excellent generation of the Zhuge family in the past did not have this comprehension! He is only 18 years old!"

Zhuge Meng cherished his talents, and he took off his shirt to reveal his dark and strong chest and explosive muscles. Covered with green tendons.

Zhuge Meng said to Dongfang Xin, "Bring tungsten steel ore, today I will let you see the forging technique of my Zhuge family, this skill is not something that outsiders can see! ”

Dongfang Xin listened to Zhuge Meng's words, understood Zhuge Meng's good intentions, and hurriedly handed the tungsten steel ore to Zhuge Meng.

Zhuge Meng took the ore and threw it into the furnace casually, only to see him make a strange handprint with his eyes closed, his hands were flat and his palms were opposite to a heart shape, and the source qi quickly gathered in Zhuge Meng's hands.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes widened like copper bells, and he shouted "Burning Heaven Jue" handprint pushed forward, and the flames in the furnace suddenly rushed up, illuminating the inner chamber red, and the temperature of the inner chamber had reached more than 1,000 degrees Celsius.

Dongfang Xin didn't dare to be careless when he saw this, he hurriedly ran the source qi, and the source qi formed a protective cover all over his body. The high temperature did not make him feel the slightest pressure, but the spirit of the source qi in his body was eager to try. It's actually absorbing the energy produced by the high temperature.

The ore in the furnace first slowly turned red from black, after a while, the ore began to slowly become soft from red, Zhuge Meng is a master of forging, knowing that this is a good time to exercise, his hands changed from palm to fingers, two fingers shot out a soft source of gas, the source gas is like an invisible tweezers directly pick up the ore and fall on a thick piece of fine iron, he used his right hand to handle the hammer in the pool, his left hand grabbed the hammer handle, and smashed the round hammer on the softened ore. The whole action is like flowing water. The source qi is also scurrying around like a wild horse under the heavy hammer.

The sound of hammers "bells, bells, bells......", sparks splashed everywhere, and the ore kept changing shape like dough.

Time passed bit by bit, Zhuge Meng has not stopped, under the tens of thousands of heavy blows of the heavy hammer, the ore has turned into a watermelon-sized red and translucent tungsten steel, sweat dripped down Zhuge Meng's old cheeks and disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, Zhuge Meng slammed the hammer, and the red tungsten steel landed accurately in the pool next to him.

With a "whoosh", water vapor billowed, overflowing the entire inner room. The temperature of the inner chamber also drops rapidly.

Zhuge Meng came to the edge of the pool and looked at the shiny tungsten steel in the water, showing a satisfied smile, he turned his head and saw Dongfang Xin standing there like a wood, it seems that this forging has brought him a lot of shock.

Zhuge Meng didn't bother him, he picked up the ragged shirt and put it on and walked out of the inner room, Die'er, who was waiting in the outer room, saw Zhuge Meng come out and hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Grandpa, where is the young master?"

Zhuge Meng pretended to be angry and said, "Why do you only care about that stinky boy, you don't even ask about my old bones!

Seeing this, Die'er blushed, stepped forward and grabbed Zhuge Meng's hand and said coquettishly, "How can there be, how can I be worthy of ......" The words were half left in her mouth, and she choked up thinking of her identity.

Zhuge Meng comforted, "Don't be afraid, Die'er, I'll see who dares to say a word!", Die'er's heart knot seems to be time to be untied, Zhuge Meng thought in his heart.

Die'er burst into tears and laughed after hearing this, the two enjoyed the happiness brought by family affection in the outer room, while Dongfang Xin in the inner room was quiet in his own mental world.

The picture that flashed in his mind was Zhuge Meng's forging technique in one go, and with each heavy hammer, the source qi was superimposed on the ore once, and Zhuge Meng's superposition of tens of thousands of times caused a qualitative change by quantitative changes. And the "Earth Mysteries of the Fallen Leaf Pulse Wave" that he comprehended will consume a lot of source qi and waste every time it is superimposed, and it will not work if it is stacked more than 30 times each time, and the pulse wave of his own cultivation to break through to the source spirit realm will also be stacked up to more than 120 times, if his source qi is exhausted and the enemy is not knocked down, then he will have a catastrophe.

However, if the pulse wave of fallen leaves is superimposed on a spiritual weapon, it is estimated that the quantitative change will cause a qualitative change, and the source qi will not be wasted. Isn't the power of the "Falling Leaf Pulse Wave" even more amazing? He deliberately said lightly, "Boy, what are you doing?" Hurry up, let your father or elders see it, and think that I am bullying the small!" After speaking, he was about to get up and help Dongfang Xin.

When Die'er saw that her sweetheart was rejected and was about to speak, Zhuge Meng hurriedly winked at her, Zhuge Meng's originally small eyes were still colorful, making herself squeeze her eyebrows and look like a blind bear, so it's not funny.

Seeing this, Die'er swallowed the words back into her stomach, Dongfang Xin looked at Dongfang Xin sincerely and bowed again, "Senior, I sincerely worship you as a teacher, and I am deeply impressed by your amazing skills!"

Zhuge dreamed that Dongfang Xin sincerely worshiped himself as a teacher, Zhuge Meng said solemnly, "It's okay to worship me as a teacher, I need you to promise me a few things, okay?"

Dongfang Xin said with sincere eyes: "Please speak!"

"First, worshipping me as a teacher requires perseverance and can't give up halfway, second, the forging master needs to have an upright and kind heart, and third, avenge my ruined Zhuge family! The most important thing is that the fourth point is that when your kid gets married and has children, you need to adopt a boy, how about reverting to my surname Zhuge with me!" He was eager and worried in his heart, he knew that it was taboo for his own children and other people's surnames in the Xuanyuan Continent.

When Zhuge Meng finished speaking, his eyes were full of expectation, Dongfang Xin smiled and said, "Since I worship you as a teacher, everything will obey the teacher's orders, as for the child's surname, I will give birth to a few more, so why not give you a great-grandson!"

After Zhuge Meng listened, he looked up at the sky with his back hand, and his silver hair shook in the wind, "Hahaha...... My Zhuge family has hope," Zhuge Meng's hearty laughter floated around the garden.

After laughing, I saw Zhuge Meng sitting on the chair majestically again and simply said, "Stinky boy, come to the teacher!"

Die'er heard that Zhuge Meng was willing to accept Dongfang Xin as an apprentice, and she was happy for him, she hurriedly brought out a cup of hot tea from the hall and handed it to Dongfang Xin.

Dongfang Xin took the hot tea and respectfully knelt in front of Zhuge Meng, and said, "Master is above, please accept the apprentice!" The voice fell, he kowtowed three times, and the kowtow sound of "bang bang bang" hit Zhuge Meng's deep weakness in his heart.

Zhuge Meng took the hot tea and took a sip, and said hello three times with tears in his eyes. Don't make a sound to help Dongfang Xin.

Since then, Dongfang Xin has begun to learn the art of forging with Zhuge Meng, and the two major families in Linhai City are also brewing a bloody business war.

Another month passed, and Dongfang Xin told the elders of the clan about worshipping Zhuge Meng as a teacher, and obtained their consent

So recently, I have been learning forging with Zhuge Meng in the "Qingfeng Courtyard". Dongfang Xin's focused attitude has been recognized by Zhuge Meng. So Zhuge Meng began to teach the source skills of forging, and Dongfang Xin was talented and intelligent, and he mastered the steps and methods of forging within a few days. If you want to create a certain spiritual weapon, you must first rely on the source technique to continuously attack the melted ore, and remove the impurities in the ore through the blow, which is called "descaling" in the forging technique.

When the impurities are eliminated and only the refined iron is left, you can add some attribute magic crystals to the refined iron, and the higher the level of the magic crystal, the user's source qi and source skills will make a qualitative leap forward

"Phew, why is it so difficult, master......" There was a sound of conversation from the inner room, it turned out that Dongfang Xin was learning how to "descale", descaling pays the most attention to the heat, and the frequency of the blow, the fire can easily do a good job of the model of the weapon after mastering it, if you don't master it well, the power and quality of the weapon will be greatly reduced.

Just now, it was because I didn't grasp the heat in descaling that caused the failure of fine iron molding.

Zhuge Meng sat on a stone chair in the inner room with Erlang's legs crossed, and Zhuge Meng at this time was like two people before, his eyes were full of hope and vitality.

He looked at Dongfang Xin, who was shirtless, Dongfang Xin's skin was now bronzed, and the muscles that used to have lines were now full of explosiveness, giving people a wild charm.

Zhuge Meng said jokingly, "Stinky boy, in more than a month, you have learned the source technique I taught is already good, and you are not greedy enough!"

Dongfang Xin touched the beads of sweat on his head, and said helplessly, "Haven't I wanted to build my own source technique and spirit weapon quickly?"

Seeing that Zhuge Meng didn't say anything at all, Dongfang Xin had to roll his eyes helplessly, his call was expressed in vain.

"Cough" After being silent for a moment, Zhuge Meng coughed slowly, stood up, paced and smiled, "Boy, it's time to teach you how to form weapons."

Listening to Zhuge Meng speak like this. Dongfang Xin's face suddenly showed a smile, he knew that the master was finally going to make a move.

"Tomorrow you go to the neighborhood to buy some materials and come back, you have to prepare a large amount of refined iron ore, and you will waste my refined iron ore here in the past few days. I also have to prepare a fire attribute magic crystal, the age of the magic crystal is about 500 years," Zhuge Meng said and smiled.

After listening to Zhuge Meng's words, Dongfang Xin couldn't be happy.

"500 years of fire attribute magic crystal!" Dongfang Xin was struck and wilted.

"Refined iron ore is better prepared, but the 500-year-old magic crystal is only about tens of thousands of gold coins! Even if I ask my father, some people in the family will disagree!" Dongfang Xin patted his forehead and groaned, "Just these materials add up to hundreds of thousands of gold coins, how can I have so much money?"

......After listening to Dongfang Xin's words, Zhuge Meng rolled his eyes, spread his hands and said with a smile: "Anyway, you also know that after being exterminated, I have nothing, and the only savings I have have been lost by you in the past two days, and the lack of money is all your business, and I have nothing to do with it, I am only responsible for teaching you!"

"Damn, for a spiritual weapon, the price is too high, even if you find your father, it's just a drop in the bucket, and the family needs to approve the internal deliberations to use the money. Dongfang Xin scolded with a wry smile in his heart, he took out a card from the space ring, touched it distressedly, and said helplessly, "This is the money that my father bought for himself last time, and now there are no more than a few hundred gold coins, not at all."