Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past few days, several relatives have come, and they are extremely surprised by the changes in Lin Yun's family. The furniture of Lin Yun's house has a new look, and two strange plants have been planted, which does not look like a poor family at all.

Lin Yun welcomed the relatives who came, made them a delicious meal, and gave the child a big red envelope.

Lin Yun's mother is five siblings, and she is the fourth, so Lin Yun has two uncles and two aunts.

For these relatives, Lin Yun gave the family a copy of the boxing method and a few bottles of Juli Elixir. When Lin Yun's family was in difficulty, they didn't help a lot, and Lin Yun still borrowed the money from his uncle to study in college, which was a kindness, and he had to pay it back.

Of course, I didn't tell them about the revival of Reiki, and even if I did, I am afraid that no one would believe it, and in this era, there are very few people who really believe in gods and ghosts.

If it weren't for the old man at home, Lin Yun wouldn't have the confidence to make his uncle believe it.

Lin Yun has not stopped forging in the past few days, and the relatives are very curious about striking iron, especially children, who have been standing at the door to watch, but they can't stand the scorching heat of the blacksmith shop, and they can't watch it for long before leaving.

Lin Yun's two uncles also took away two kitchen knives, saying that they were taking them back as a souvenir.

Both father and son became interested in forging, and worked together to create a lot of weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, but they were all unsatisfactory, and most of them were successfully decomposed by Lin Yun.

But there are still good ones, one of the knives, Lin Yun spent three hours, folded and forged hundreds of times, when the knife was completed, the cold light flashed, although it could not be said that the iron was sharpened like clay. But as long as you have enough strength, cutting iron is like cutting potatoes, and Lin Yun's last kitchen knife will be destroyed in its hands.

But what Lin Yun never expected was that the system kept showing that he didn't hold the skill of forging, which made him very helpless, and he had created a treasure knife that sharpened iron like clay.

In the end, Lin Yun found the key, all the knives and weapons were not built by him alone, so he didn't completely support this skill, in some ways, he was still relying on his father.

And the reason for all this is that Lin Dexin is more concerned about forging than him, he seems to have found the greatest joy in life, and he has to intervene in whatever Lin Yun does.

Lin Yun, who found the trick, created an ordinary knife by himself, and the skill of blacksmith was also added to the system.

"System, raise the blacksmith to the highest level!"

"Di, the upgrade is successful, 81 Hongmeng points are consumed, 9.5 Hongmeng points are left, blacksmith (level 9, the highest level, casting the weapon of the gods with the bow of mortals)"

Lin Yun's mind flooded with countless memories, as if he had become an old blacksmith, forging year after year, day after day, and finally casting a divine weapon with his body sacrifice.

You heard it right, it is to sacrifice the body, otherwise how can you cast a divine soldier with the bow of a mortal, only by injecting all your own emotions and watering it with all your heart and soul can you produce a soldier's soul.

Of course, Lin Yun wouldn't use this method, and he didn't need any divine weapons, just a weapon that was heavy enough to be sharp and strong.

With memory, it doesn't mean that he can cast a divine weapon, and he still needs to run in to master the things in his memory.

However, the tools had to be replaced, if Lin Yun hadn't been careful, the hammer and iron pier in front of him would have already become a pile of scrap metal.

Lin Yun took out the fine iron that had been prepared for a long time, two large tuos, one tuo had four or five hundred kilograms, and he planned to build two hammers, one large and one small, the large one was four hundred kilograms, and the small one was one hundred kilograms, which was suitable for him.

The big hammer is used for forging, and the small hammer is used for shaping. All blacksmiths have two hammers, one large and one small, but his hammer is somewhat larger.

The other one weighs one ton and is shaped like a pier, which can be used as an iron pier without having to be built.

Lin Dexin was called by Lin Yun's uncle to drink tea and chat, so this time it was just Lin Yun who did it alone.

A large piece of fine iron was pinched out by Lin Yun, Lin Yun held an iron hammer in one hand, watched it and beat it one by one, and under the collision of the huge force, sparks flew everywhere.

In fact, the highest skill of a blacksmith is ten hammers, which means that you can get the effect of ten hammers with one hammer. But the power of that kind of concussion was too strong, and this little hammer couldn't withstand it at all, so Lin Yun only dared to make three sounds.

Lin Yun folded and forged 150 times before stopping. In fact, to be precise, he only forged fifty times, but he had the effect of one hundred and fifty times.

Lin Yun could have continued to fight, but the little hammer really persevered, so he had to give up, anyway, what he built was a casting hammer, which was hard and did not require much toughness.

Then he saw Lin Yun, who divided the fine iron into two pieces, one large and one small, and threw the large one into the oven, and Lin Yun quickly cast it with a small hammer.

Then the two hammers were cast in the way of taking turns, which was actually very difficult to operate, because the hammers were one big and one small, but they were nothing to Lin Yun, and the divine sense plus the eye of insight could allow him to see a more microscopic existence. He could see energy, and he could see atoms, so the dagger he made for the first time was ugly in shape, but sharp.

It took nearly an hour for the two hammers to finally be cast, and Lin Yun took out the cold ice spring water for quenching.

After quenching, the two big hammers turned black all over, black and swarthy, not at all inconspicuous, but only Lin Yun knew their terrifying weight, the whole hammer was cast as one, and it was natural.

Lin Yun wielded a big one, 400 kilograms, very competent, and he used to hold a hammer like a feather to strike iron, and he felt very uncomfortable.

With this big hammer, Lin Yun's skills can be fully utilized. The smaller ones are worse, but they are used for the later casting.

……

After dinner, Lin Yun's uncle left, Lin Yun sent the prepared things out, no one believed the boxing method at first, but when Lin Yun kneaded the iron into dough, they had to believe it, after all, hearing is false, seeing is believing.

……

"Son, this is the hammer from there, so big." As soon as Lin Dexin entered the silkworm room, he saw two big hammers, and he picked up the big one with difficulty.

"Dad, this is what I just made with fine iron, the big one has 400 kilograms, that is, 800 kilograms, and the small one has 100 kilograms, you still use the small one."

Lin Dexin's face turned red on the side, although he didn't want to admit that his strength was not as great as his son, but this was the truth, whoever made him have poor martial arts talent, and he couldn't use a more advanced potion.

"Ling'er, are your father and your brother crazy, they mum all day long about creating a magic weapon, and they don't stop at night, they knock on the broken metal all day long, and they don't make a name for themselves. Originally, they really made a few good knives, but the two of them said no, and destroyed it. Li Yulian complained.

"I also think they're crazy, my brother is about to turn over those old books, isn't he forgetting, why are he still flipping books. It was so noisy all night that I couldn't sleep. Lin Ling muttered.

At this time, Lin Yun walked over.

"Mom, Ling'er, don't worry, my alchemy has been completed, if I don't need it in the future, I won't strike iron.

But I can't control my father, his skills are so poor, I'm afraid I'll have to take a break in cultivation. At this time, the thousand-refining dagger I newly built was forged from fine iron, and it was easy to sharpen the iron like clay. Lin Yun said confidently.

Lin Linger took the dagger, found a steel plate, and when the dagger was drawn, the steel plate was divided into two halves.

"Brother, it's true, how did you do it."

"Son, tell me quickly, why you have suddenly become so powerful, and where the fine iron came from, tell me quickly." Lin Dexin took Lin Yun's hand and said eagerly.

Lin Yun said silently in his heart: "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm hanging, I believe that if you persist, you will definitely become a casting master." I just don't know if Hongmeng points can be used by others, if they can be used, when there are Hongmeng points in the future, I will also help my father to be promoted. ”

"Dad, I suddenly got the hang of it, and I don't know what's going on."

"Enlighten you, you're a ghost, you're a kid."

"Hehe......" Lin Yun smiled awkwardly.

However, Lin Dexin didn't ask any further, he knew that his son was hiding many secrets, and he didn't want to know.

He just wanted his son to teach him that technique of hammering a few times. Lin Yun agreed without thinking about it, his father found what he wanted to do, and of course his son had to support it.

It was already night, and he didn't dare to forge anymore, otherwise he would be scolded, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

【To be finished】