"Huh, what's going on?" asked Tianyuan as he stood up suddenly.

Mr. Lin didn't explain much, picked up the sledgehammer, and hammered it towards the place where Tianyuan was going to be beaten before.

One hammer, one hammer, this hammer did not appear as the density imagined by Tianyuan to become more perfect, but directly disrupted the overall texture distribution of this piece of iron, that is to say, this piece of iron embryo was wasted.

"What's going on?" Tianyuan leaned over, looked at the iron embryo, and gradually wrapped the iron embryo with the energy in his body, carefully inspecting the internal situation of the iron embryo.

Sure enough, under the blow of this last hammer, this iron embryo was really wasted.

"Uncle Shi, this is what I just said, if you beat the final hammer down, any substance has its extreme, if you exceed this extreme, then it can only backfire, not only can you not go further, but it will waste the material. Mr. Lin threw the discarded iron embryo into the oven for re-smelting, and said solemnly.

"So, after beating this step, you can't go any further?" Tianyuan said with a slight frown.

"Well, you can't use a sledgehammer anymore, and that's when the sledgehammer comes in. Having said that, Mr. Lin shook the small hammer in front of Tianyuan and said.

Tianyuan suddenly realized, knowing that he had just gotten into a dead end, and then thinking about some of the matters in the forger's notes, sorting out his thoughts, and then came to the oven again.

Mr. Lin nodded secretly, he knew that it would be difficult for a forging master to re-use a new method to forge if he recognized the forging method, but when he looked at Tianyuan, it was completely different from just now, and he knew that Tianyuan was trying a new method at the moment.

Lin always stepped aside, and at this time, Tianyuan had already taken out another piece of red-hot iron and put it on the anvil, took a deep breath, Tianyuan picked up the sledgehammer, his eyes were sharp, and he smashed it on the iron.

......

"The texture is unevenly distributed, redone. ”

"This piece of fire hasn't arrived yet, so I'll do it again. ”

"No, there's still one step left to get to the extreme, redo. ”

"No, it's useless. ”

"No......"

"No......"

......

On the top of the moon, the whole village seemed silent, but in this quiet mountain village, the Lin family's blacksmith shop was still in full swing.

Mr. Lin sat on the chair and dozed off, showing a little smile from time to time, no way, people love to doze off when they are old, there are three or four hammers on the table next to him, the small hammer is very delicate, and it seems that it is already an old blacksmith's level of workmanship.

That's right, Tianyuan has been able to control the iron embryo to the extreme of the iron embryo, and he has been able to shape it successfully with a small hammer, and the finished products of this hammer head are from the hands of Tianyuan.

"The fifth! it's done!" Tianyuan picked up the hammer head on the anvil and looked at it in front of him, not caring about the heat of the hammer head at all, and was completely in a mood of joy at the moment.

Tianyuan threw it into the water tank, and a piece of water vapor rose from the water tank in an instant, took out the hammer, polished it brightly, and put it on the table casually, and sat on the ground for a while, and the pain swept through the whole body.

Tianyuan stretched out his hand and looked at the blood blisters on it, some of which had been worn out, and his hands were covered with blood.

Tianyuan laughed miserably, pulled down weakly with his hands and leaned back, and just lay on the ground and fell asleep.

He is also really tired, such a long time of continuous physical exertion, Tianyuan has broken through an extreme of his body, he has not used the energy in his body to move, but has been suppressing, and now the energy is gradually repairing the fatigue of Tianyuan's damaged body and muscles in his sleep.

It didn't take long for the external injuries on Tianyuan's body to be repaired, and the muscle soreness disappeared.

This is the difference between a cultivator and a mortal, in fact, Tianyuanman can use the energy in his body to strike iron, but he did not do this, but used his body to record every impact in this self-mutilating way.

I have to say that this method is the most stupid, but it is also the most effective, and the finished product on the table is the effort to witness this fate.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Tianyuan was awakened by a butterfly that had landed on his nose.

Tianyuan rubbed his nose and sat up, and found that there was no longer Mr. Lin on the chair, where did Mr. Lin go this morning?

"Uncle Shi, are you awake? It's just right, come on, come on, hurry up and wash up, and drink this bowl of gruel." At this time, Mr. Lin walked out of the house, still holding a bowl of steaming gruel in his hand.

Hearing that there was something to eat, Tianyuan's stomach couldn't help but gurgle.

"Okay!" Tianyuan stood up, picked up the towel he had wiped his sweat with yesterday and went to wash it, and after a while, the two of them sat back at the dinner table.

"Uncle Shi, how do you feel now after a night's rest?" Mr. Lin said with a mouthful of pickles.

"Back to basics. Tianyuan said with a smile, picked up the bowl and drank a big mouthful of gruel.

The gruel entered the stomach, and a slightly chilly clear stream went straight into the dantian, and a hearty feeling swept through the whole body in an instant, which was extremely comfortable.

"Ah...... This gruel...... This is ......" Tianyuan's eyes widened and he looked at the bowl of gruel in front of him incredulously.

"Hehehe, it's very good, this is the recipe left by the ancestors of the Lin family, specially prepared for the craftsmen after forging, not only can it wrap the abdomen, but also has the ability to improve the strength of the body, old man, I have prepared a lot of medicinal materials, but the old man, I am not a cultivator, it is useless to eat, and now that the master uncle is here, this is not just the right handy. Mr. Lin picked up the bowl with a smile.

Tianyuan looked at the gruel in front of him again, and then noticed that what was floating in the gruel was not a vegetable leaf, but a combination of various herbs.

Tianyuan drank the gruel in the bowl in a few sips, took a long breath of relief, and a smooth feeling swept through the whole body, every pore seemed to be opened, and they were greedily breathing the aura between heaven and earth.

"Comfortable!Cool!hahahaha!Uncle Lin!Is there more?Another bowl!" Tianyuan laughed.

"Yes, yes, there are a lot of pots, so I'll get them for my uncle and ancestor. Seeing that Tianyuan was very satisfied with his medicinal porridge, Lin Zonghao smiled on his face, got up and walked back to the house, and brought out a pot of porridge.

Tianyuan picked up the bowl, picked up the spoon, and put a bowl full of medicinal porridge on the table.

Mr. Lin nodded with satisfaction, it is good to eat more when he is growing his body.

But Tianyuan did not drink all the medicinal porridge in the bowl as Lin Zonghao imagined, but pushed the bowl full of medicinal porridge to Lin Zonghao.

Then, in Mr. Lin's surprised gaze, Tianyuan picked up the big iron pot, took the spoon, and drank it with a snap......