I don't know how long later.

"You're good." Mike Xiaoyuan looked at Qin Heqing who opened his eyes and praised it rarely.

The sudden compliment made Qin Heqing, who was already a little accustomed to Mike Xiaoyuan's weirdness, a little stunned, and he didn't know what kind of nerves he was making.

"It's not like I haven't been in contact with exorcists like you who have a family history, but your performance is completely different from them, although they are also doing meditation, their meditation is more introverted, and they pay more attention to the tempering of their own spirit and heart, and you are different, although there are traces of tempering, but it is more agile and divergent, like a source body, deliberately diverging signals outward, interacting with nature. I suddenly wondered who you were. Mike Xiaoyuan's face remained unchanged, as if stating a fact, he looked at Qin Heqing and said slowly.

The words were clear, the content was detailed, and the information he vaguely revealed made Qin Heqing more and more sure that even if Mike Xiaoyuan was not a master of sword casting, his achievements in meditation were also unique, far beyond the ability of ordinary transcendent people, and he could be called a master in this regard!

Otherwise, how could the state and mental changes of meditation being so sensitive and meticulous as being inhumane and inconvenient for outsiders to perceive could be easily detected by Mike Xiaoyuan?

There are some unique means that this cannot be done.

"I'm just an ordinary priest." Qin Heqing smiled and said his identity in a joking tone.

"Priest...... This may be the reason why your meditation style is different from that of an exorcist. Mike pinched the beard under his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

I don't know what came to his mind.

"But it's a lot easier to come here."

Then he stood up and beckoned Qin Heqing to come outside and to the front of the shed.

"Then you learn from me how to strike iron." While Miao Xiaoyuan started to ignite the inner chamber of the stone furnace, he said to Qin Heqing, who was a little inexplicable.

"Wondering why you're studying this?"

"Sort of." Qin Heqing didn't understand, and nodded very simply.

"It's very simple, because you are transforming the weapon to make it more suitable for you and more suitable for you, then you can't simply let the weapon be formed in the hands of a third party, otherwise, even if the finished weapon becomes much stronger in quality and spirituality than the original, it is only a craftsman's work, not the most suitable knife for you. Therefore, you have to participate in it personally, use your heart, strength, spirit, sweat and all other tangible and intangible things to participate in the creation, and tell your ideas to your future knife, and the knife will become a posture suitable for you and become your partner. ”

"So you have to learn to strike iron, know how to attach your ideas to the material, and understand how to make the knife understand your meaning, so that you can participate in the transformation later, become my assistant, and complete the sublimation of the knife with me." Mike explained.

"That's why I let you stay here for a week, eat and live and work with me."

"Taught." Qin Heqing was silent, and after a while, he saluted Mike Xiaoyuan very formally.

Mike received it and concentrated on stirring up the flames.

After all, building is inseparable from a high-temperature and stable flame, so it is impossible to get the flame done first.

……

After a while, when the flame reached the standard, Mike picked up a piece of iron from the pile of iron on the side, put it in the flame, and melted it.

"Come, get ready." Mike reminded him.

Qin Heqing nodded, and picked up the small hammer on the side - that is, the kind of small square-headed hammer used to hammer nails and repair furniture, as for the larger - the kind of sledgehammer that is eighty pounds, sorry, Qin Heqing said that although his physical fitness can pick up, his technique is a little rougher, so in order to avoid hurting Master Mike by mistake, it is better to pick up from a forty hammer.

Seeing this, Mike Xiaoyuan didn't say anything, and silently observed the stove until the iron was burned red and became slightly soft.

Then Mike Xiaoyuan took out the iron material, pinched the clamp with one hand to keep his posture still, and leaned over with the other hand to pick up the square hammer that was slightly larger than the iron hammer in Qin Heqing's hand, and began to beat the iron material in his hand.

"Watch my movements."

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Qin Heqing watched for a moment, observed the rhythm for a while, and then tried to swing the hammer in his hand, and struck the iron in front of him with Mike Xiaoyuan's movements.

Then, stopping, Mike Xiaoyuan sent some of the cooled iron back to the furnace for reheating.

"Don't use brute force when swinging, use skill, and pay attention to the landing point when hitting, try to let the landing point fall slightly behind the position I knocked, you can overlap appropriately, but you must not derail...... Also, pay attention to adjusting your breathing, so that it will be easier to knock. Taking advantage of the time to reheat the iron, Mike Xiaoyuan taught Qin Heqing some technical points and tips for striking iron, accelerating Qin Heqing's growth.

Then the iron burned red, took it out, and fell to the cutting board again, where it was subjected to a new round of hammering by the two.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Time, in this seemingly tireless hammering, four days passed in the blink of an eye.

Although the time is not very long, with enough physical fitness, and the brain is not stupid, and there is a special master to teach him personally, it is enough for Qin Heqing, a primary school student who originally knew nothing about iron fighting, to evolve into a qualified hammer worker who can barely make up the numbers......

So after tossing for four days, Mike Xiaoyuan finally remembered the right thing, and said to Qin Heqing, who was sweating like rain beside him, "Today, we officially try to fight a knife." ”

"Okay." Qin Heqing was a little excited when he heard this, and nodded with anticipation.

Then the two did not hesitate, Mike Xiaoyuan looked for materials, prepared materials, melted materials, Qin Heqing adjusted his spirit, and silently recalled the teachings of Mike Xiaoyuan in the past four days, and then built the knife in his hand with Mike Xiaoyuan.

From day to night, time came to the middle of the night in a blink of an eye.

"Wow ......"

A burst of white smoke steamed, and the quenching, one of the last processes in the construction of the knife, had been completed, and a long and narrow standard island knife blade appeared in front of Qin Heqing's eyes.

Then Mike Xiaoyuan checked and felt it in his unique way, nodded, put the unfinished knife aside, and turned his head to Qin Heqing, "Rest for half a day." Tomorrow evening, after 6 o'clock, the renovation of the Great Mimaru will officially begin. ”

"Yes!" Qin Heqing said happily.

After nearly a week of hard work, he finally won the recognition of Mike Xiaoyuan, and his hard work and hard study in the past five days were in vain.

Then Mike returned to the house and rested.