Artisan Village is a very small village in the northwest mountainous area of the Human Continent, this village is so small that there are only about 20 families, but every family is a craftsman. There are "carpenter Li", "stonemason Zhang", there are also "lacquer craftsman Liu" and so on, but the most in the craftsman village is the blacksmith, here is located in Danyang slope, there is a water flow called Yinlong Creek through, the so-called mountain eats the mountain and the water is draught, there is iron ore in the mountain, there is a water source for iron-making in the stream, the mountain road here is rugged, the wild beasts on the mountain outside the village are infested, few outsiders come in, usually the craftsmen take their finished iron and travel twenty miles to the nearest Daliang town outside the mountain to barter, They have lived here for more than 200 years and have never left.

A year ago, a stranger from outside came to visit, dressed in coarse cloth clothes that had not been changed for a long time, his long hair was scattered, dirty and messy, carrying a broken sword and dirty, blackened baggage, and he had multiple sword wounds on his body, as well as the scratches and bruises of wild beasts, and he was about to die. He was discovered by Lao Tie, who lived in the east of the village, and Lao Tie rescued him.

Speaking of Lao Tie, he is a famous "stinky blacksmith" in the village, and the iron is useless, most of which are sponge iron, but he is very optimistic, he lives alone in his old age, and often boasts that he once served as the head of the imperial court. That day, when Lao Tie found the injured stranger, he actually didn't want to care about his life or death, but he saw that there were many wounds on his body, and he was really not at ease, so he took him to the house with a soft heart, took out the iron that he had stored for a long time, that is, refined iron, went to the pharmacy in Daliang Town to change the herbs, and came back to treat the stranger, it seemed that because his physique was very good, finally, after a day and a night, the man woke up.

Later, in order to be grateful, the stranger stayed at Lao Tie's house as a buddy, all to repay Lao Tie's life-saving grace.

It was a handsome young man, but he looked a little feminine, as if his body had not yet healed, and always gave people a feeling of depression and illness, but the young man was very good, and the people in the village often met him when he was fetching water, and he did not talk much, and often had no expression on his face, but he was very strong, and often helped others fetch water and send him home, because the people in the village liked this young man very much.

"Boy, there is not much bacon at home, it looks like it is about to be the end of the year, I have to go into the mountains to hunt and get some supplies in a few days, and the bacon for the New Year will be ready," Lao Tie squatted on the slippery big bluestone slab at the door of his house, smoked his cigarette pouch and spit out a mouthful of cyan smoke rings, and knocked the soot on the bluestone slab.

The young man was wearing a thin shirt in the cold winter of Layue, holding a stone barbell in both hands and exercising, constantly spitting white heat, and casually said, "Okay." ”

"You kid...... Have you practiced before? No matter how you look at it, you don't look like someone who hasn't opened a spiritual root. Lao Tie said again with a dry cigarette.

"Nope." His long hair covered half of his face, and he said as he practiced.

Although Lao Tie is an ironworker, he does hard work, and he unconsciously develops spiritual power, and he himself claims to be a "monk", but if it is the most powerful monk in the village, then the well-deserved is the village chief, that old man is over seventy years old, he is a monk at the peak of the fourth-order pure void, and he stands out in a place like the craftsman village, and because of this, there are few beasts and bandits in the craftsman village who dare to offend.

"Lie," Lao Tie looked at God, then looked at him and said, "Then where did you get so much strength, I saw it last time, Lao Kangtou's scalper was frightened, you grabbed the horns and subdued that beast by yourself, that's the old scalper!" There aren't five or six men who can be subdued! ”

The young man put down the heavy barbell in his hand, the ground rang solidly, he raised his head, his soft black long hair spread out, revealing his face, he smiled slightly, "Old man, I want to be a monk, but I don't have that ability, I don't have enough talent." As he spoke, a cold wind blew and ruffled his forehead, revealing a neat hairline, and a small black mark appeared in the corner of his eye, small but a sign of fire, which represented the will of fire.

He is Dongfang Ziyan.

It has been two years since he left Chihong, when he just left, he first went to the south and walked around, encountered countless crises in the deep mountains and valleys, and escaped several times, and then he came to Phoenix, a big city in the northwest region, and lived for a while, but the nobles in the city bullied and dominated the market, he was beaten for others, and in a fit of anger, Dongfang Ziyan did not control the strength at hand, killed a guard, and was hunted down, although he had no spiritual power, he relied on the hard soles of his feet and fled into the dangerous sky mountain range, wandering in it for a long time, he was attacked by wild beasts after not eating for a few days, and after several tosses and turns, he came to the vicinity of the Danyang slope of the Hollow Mountains, and finally saw a village, and fainted at the door of the old iron house in the east of the village. Later, Dongfang Ziyan knew that Lao Tie exchanged the very precious iron for herbs, which saved his life, he was a person who knew how to repay his kindness, so he stayed in Lao Tie's house and helped him hit iron, Lao Tie saved a lot of effort by such a guy, and slowly, the quality of his iron also rose, Dongfang Ziyan had the strength of five people alone, chopping wood, carrying ore, burning stoves, quenching, these strength jobs were basically wrapped up by him alone, Lao Tie got along well with Dongfang Ziyan, and treated him as his own grandson.

"That's it, I won't ask you," Lao Tie spat out another smoke ring, "Pack up your things, follow me into the town to change some big salt, there is no big salt at home, and I have to make bacon." ”

Lao Tie said that the town is Daliang Town outside Danyang Slope, Lao Tie and other craftsmen are from the town in exchange for family supplies, and the beaten ironware, wood or lacquerware are taken to the town to sell or exchange for supplies, and sometimes they can also be exchanged for rare things that are rarely seen in the mountains.

"Just come, come." Dongfang Ziyan ran into the house, put on a fur cotton coat and ran out with a big bamboo basket on his back, just half of the run, he turned back again, and walked out with the baggage he had brought when he left home, but he ran back halfway, locked the door and left.

"The kid is going out!" The old grandmother next door shouted from the window.

"We're going into town!" Dongfang Ziyan waved his hand and went to chase Lao Tie, he never told anyone here his name, whenever others asked, he said that he didn't have a name, so everyone here called him a kid.

From the craftsman village to Daliang Town, it is necessary to pass through the place where the beasts infested the most in Danyangpo, and the wild grass here is as tall as a person, and the plants are tall, fortunately, it is winter now, if it is in summer, people cannot walk here at all, but Lao Tie and Dongfang Ziyan The two of them take the path in Danyangpo, there will be no weeds on this road, it is the ancestors of the craftsman village for dozens of generations, but even so, it will take two hours to cross the Danyang slope to reach Daliang Town.

Lao Tie walked in front of him, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow, humming a little song while smoking a cigarette pouch, Dongfang Ziyan's face was flat, and he walked with both hands holding the bamboo basket strap and black burden on his shoulder, and no one spoke along the way.

The first to speak was Lao Tie, who stepped on the withered white leaves of hay on the path and asked, "Boy." You've been here for almost a year, and you don't have a name, so since you said you don't have a name, I'll give you a name...... Called Iron Egg? Or is it an iron pillar? ”

"Whatever you want." Dongfang Ziyan's face was expressionless, but his face was a little pale.

"Okay, okay, don't ask." Lao Tie sighed helplessly, "Actually, we don't need a name to be a blacksmith, and I don't have a proper name, I'm called Lao Tie, but how can there be a person surnamed Tie?" As long as you can make a good iron weapon, people will take the initiative to know your name," he put away the cigarette pouch in his hand, "I don't have any big ideals in my life, I just want to be able to fight a good weapon that looks decent and can be called by people before I die." ”

Dongfang Ziyan looked at Lao Tie with his eyes wide open, and his eyes were full of waves.

"In my life, I can't live in vain! I have lived for most of my life, and no one knows that I am such a person after I enter the earth, and there is no evidence that I once lived in this world," Lao Tie walked in front and suddenly stood still, "My Lao Tie has no ability, unlike those big people, they will be famous in history after they die, and they will be admired by tens of thousands of people, and what about me?" I am the only one left from my ancestors, and if I die and have no descendants, then the world will really forget me as a person. ”

This is the first time that Dongfang Ziyan feels that the back of this thin old man looks so tall.

"Therefore, before I die, I must fulfill my wish." After Lao Tie finished speaking, he continued to walk forward.

"You've been quenching a knife, right in that alchemy furnace......" Dongfang Ziyan said.

"Ever since I was young, I've been ready to build a peerless sword, but I don't have any ideas."

"I know a little bit about mechanical alchemy, I'll help you." Dongfang Ziyan laughed for the first time in front of Lao Tie.

Daliang Town

Dongfang Ziyan walked out of a pharmacy, his cloth pocket was already filled with a lot of medicinal herbs, and Lao Tie had been asking him why he wanted these medicine slags that others didn't want, but he just smiled and didn't say anything.

After Lao Tie finished trading his beaten iron, he bought half a sack of salt from the department store, and then went to the iron shop to sell two forging hammers, got two gold spirit coins, and walked on the street with Dongfang Ziyan, "Boy, let's go, I'll take you to drink today." ”

"Drinking?" Dongfang Ziyan was stunned for a moment, "Okay, is there any meat?" ”

"I know of a place where you have enough wine and meat, it's cheap, and there's a free newspaper on current affairs." Lao Tie said that he was talking about a very large wine house in Daliang Town, which sold very cheap mung bean roast, the price was cheaper than mung beans, but the degree was very high, and craftsmen like Lao Tie, who had no money and were addicted to alcohol, liked to come here and get drunk with the least money.

"You kid has also done so much for me, so I'll treat you to a drink today." Lao Tie said.

The tavern is also a casino, and it can also be used to stay in the restaurant, and it is very large, with two floors, and it is more of a wine hall for resting than a liquor house, and it is mixed with fish and dragons, and it is overcrowded almost every day.

"Two catties of plum wine, three catties of beef, and a plate of peanuts." Lao Tie walked to the counter and sat down, Dongfang Ziyan sat down, and glanced at the smoky wine house behind him, there were already many drinkers sitting there drinking and gambling, some of them he had seen, basically craftsmen, and I had some officers and soldiers who were loose cultivators and carried weapons on their backs.

"Yo Yo Yo, Lao Tie, you bad old man is here?" The proprietress walked out of the back kitchen, twisting her waist and smearing rouge powder on her face, quite a little beautiful.

"Bring a guy for a drink, what? Cheap for a discount? Lao Tie patted Ziyan's shoulder and said to the proprietress .

The proprietress gave him a blank look, scooped a few bowls of plum wine from the big wine barrel and put it in front of the two of them, and glanced at Dongfang Ziyan, "This kid is really handsome, at first glance, he is not from the town, he is from the big city, right?" ”

Lao Tie took a sip of wine, the water and oil on his beard reflected the light, and he didn't say anything, the proprietress saw that Dongfang Ziyan didn't answer him, just lowered her head to drink, so she snorted and twisted back to the kitchen, saying that she was serving the dishes.

Since leaving the imperial capital and leaving the family, Dongfang Ziyan has regarded himself as an ordinary person, and his previous life has completely said goodbye to him, and he will never have anything to do with it again in his heart. He still carries the black bag with him, which is a black jade pendant that Yan Wei carried with him before his death, this is the only thing Yan Wei left, whenever no one is there in the middle of the night, Dongfang Ziyan takes out the black jade, and looks at it by the moonlight, the scar in his heart is still faintly painful.

It's been two years, and he still can't forget the moment when Yan Wei died in his arms.

"Well, have you heard?" In the back, an officer with a knife on his back and a few monks were drinking and talking.

"What did you hear?" A monk asked.

"I heard that there is going to be a war in the north, and the area in the north is already very unpeaceful," the officer and soldier said solemnly.

"Yes, yes! I've heard about it too! I heard that in the God Realm, there has been an invasion of the army of the Black Stone Demon Clan, and I heard that even the top of the gods has been broken! ”

"Is it that the Failu Protoss and the Black Stone Demon Clan are teaming up to get us? Or have the barbarians invaded again? ”

At this time, a swordsman pouted, "What is the Fayi Lu Divine Clan, it's the Northern Xinjiang, I don't dare to go over there to take over business, I heard that it's not a barbarian invasion," the swordsman secretly looked around, as if he was afraid that others would hear, and then he whispered to them, "It is said that the people of the Dugu family sent people to the North Sea to investigate, guess what they found?" ”

"What? Dead person?? ”

"! Are all dead barbarians? As far as the eye can see, the dead bodies of barbarians are floating on the beach, and the North Beach stinks! ”

Dongfang Ziyan was drinking when he overheard their conversation, and thunder suddenly sounded in his heart.

"The barbarians are all dead?!"

"That's right! Dead! I heard that it was done by a group of monsters, more than three meters tall, with a body harder than iron, and claws faster than waist knives, and they are already about to fight with the Dugu family! ”

"What the hell is that?"

Lao Tie saw that Dongfang Ziyan's hand suddenly trembled, and even the wine in the wine bowl spilled out, "Hey, hey, hey!" Don't waste it, you stinky boy! It's not easy to make money! ”

"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm distracted! Dongfang Ziyan had a chill in his head, he knew what the monster those people were talking about just now, it was the ultimate product of the Black Stone Demon Clan's alchemy-Spirit Hunting!

But why did they appear in the human world!