"Qin Kun."

One day when the snow stopped, when eating, Shuoyue specially brought a jar of wine, Hua Tianshu warmed it and handed it a cup to Qin Kun.

"What's wrong, Senior Hua?"

After eating the two bowls of rice, Qin Kun sipped the warm wine, and his throat was refreshed.

In the past few months, Qin Kun's appetite has changed from large to huge, and then changed back to before, and then it actually became smaller, Qin Kun still didn't understand this change, until Hua Tianshu said that it was normal, it was after his absorption ability became stronger, Qin Kun didn't pursue it too much.

"Three iron tires, which have been hammered can be forged, and from today onwards, the old man will forge a sword."

"Oh? So what do I need to do? ”

"Or hit your iron."

"Okay."

In mid-December, Hua Tianshu began to forge swords, and Qin Kun was still striking iron.

Still blindfolded and earplugged.

At first, Qin Kun thought that the rhythm of life was the same as before, but it was not until he was burned by charcoal once that he understood the danger now.

"Uncle Hua, what are you doing?"

Qin Kun took off the blindfold and rubbed the burns on his legs, very surprised.

Hua Tianshu snorted coldly: "Big man, if you make a fuss when you get hot, what kind of system!" The blindfold continues to be worn, and the earbuds are not allowed to be removed. ”

The first time I was burned to my leg by charcoal, and the second time was the instep of my foot.

It doesn't hurt to be burned by charcoal, but the secondary burn of burning the upper and pants is really painful. After Qin Kun was beaten twice, he simply only had a pair of obscene pants left, in order to avoid that kind of moth thing.

Hua Tianshu's sword-forging process was rude, and when he took the sword tire from the charcoal furnace, he didn't care that there was a living person next to him, and when he pulled out the sword fetus, the sparks could rise two meters high, and there was still hot broken charcoal.

Qin Kun was striking iron, he couldn't see or hear, he could only rely on his body's perception to judge whether there was broken charcoal flying, which was really dangerous.

In three weeks, after being scalded seven times, Qin Kun became extremely alert, and the pores all over his body seemed to have the ability to predict danger, as long as the skin was tightened, Qin Kun would immediately react, adjust his movements, and avoid Old Man Hua's rough 'attack'.

Early January.

Qin Kun still had four pieces of iron left to complete.

Now he is not only blindfolded, his ears plugged, and his nose is blocked, but the pores all over his body seem to be breathing, and he has an unusual reaction.

Whenever the charcoal flies in, Qin Kun's body is twisted, easily dodging, and at the end, he will spit and seal the sparks on the ground to show his disdain.

After a long time, after Hua Tianshu found that the broken charcoal could no longer hurt Qin Kun, he smiled, officially opened the furnace, and put the first sword into the furnace.

In February, the end of the year is approaching.

Qin Kun said hello to his family and won't go back this year.

My parents were concerned and asked, and when they heard that Qin Kun was nothing serious, they only relieved themselves after running business outside, and told them not to take an example.

In the past month, Hua Tianshu began to ask Qin Kun to put on clothes and strike iron.

The pores' perception of danger was blinded by clothing, but it didn't matter, with the vigilance left over from his body, Qin Kun was still able to dodge those broken charcoals.

Chinese New Year's Eve.

Hua Tianshu's first sword was cast, like a child who had got a toy, and he was drunk for a day.

The next day, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Hua Tianshu gave this sword a name, and it was called 'New Year'.

When Qin Kun heard such a fresh and refined name, he asked if he had given him the name of 'Shuoyue', the old man was very surprised and asked him how he knew, Qin Kun had a black line on his face.

The sword is two feet two feet long, slightly shorter, and there is also Qin Kun's hard work in this sword, touching the unopened 'first day', Qin Kun was heartbroken, Hua Tianshu is a friend of Zuo Jinchen, how can the level of the name be so inferior, and he is blind to this sword.

After the 'first day of junior high school' was released, Hua Tianshu forged the second sword, and Qin Kun ushered in new difficulties.

Hua Tianshu seems to want to cast double swords, the process is rough, not to mention the charcoal fire, and often uses the red double sword to gesture towards himself. That thing was exactly the same as a soldering iron, and it was compared to who could stand it, and Qin Kun could only resist it with a hammer.

After going back and forth, Qin Kun thought that Old Man Hua was exercising himself, who knew that it was deliberate, he held the sword fetus, and used his sword swing power and Qin Kun's resistance power to shape this pair of double swords!

After being burned twice, Qin Kun was always on guard against this old man.

"Senior Hua, don't work in vain, you have been yin twice, can you still hurt me?"

Qin Kun was still concentrating on striking iron, feeling the heat wave on the back of his neck, his neck turned sideways, the hot sword tire rubbed his ears, and a few hairs were burned.

Hua Tianshu let go of the clip, and the red sword tire fell towards Qin Kun's shoulder blade, Qin Kun turned slightly sideways, dodging the falling sword tire, and at the same time, the hammer slashed a semicircle on the sword body, and the sword tire flew towards Hua Tianshu.

The old man smiled, and the pliers clamped the sword tire steadily and accurately, and inserted it back into the charcoal fire.

March.

Charcoal, yin tricks, can no longer hurt Qin Kunhou.

Hua Tianshu played a new trick again.

While the sword is being cast, the next long sword is also beginning to enter the preparation category.

The long piece of iron was extremely soft after the fire, Hua Tianshu pinched the clip, pulled it out of the charcoal fire, and threw it towards Qin Kun.

The red-hot sword that struck was extremely lethal.

Qin Kun's iron hammer hit the sword body, the sword tire bent towards him, Qin Kun felt the heat wave on both sides, and with a second force, the hammer pushed the long sword away.

"I've been burned enough, don't try to burn me again."

As Qin Kun spoke, he felt a change in the air, and it seemed that another heat wave was coming.

The hammer was played with tricks, and it was picked up, and the red-hot pair of swords was knocked away, Qin Kun wanted to pick up the clamp and clamp the other, but the clamp was pressed by Hua Tianshu.

Qin Kun didn't panic, the hand holding the hammer was picked up with his backhand, and the other hand was also knocked away.

"Qin Kun."

"Yes."

"With just a hammer, can you keep these two sword tires flying in the air?"

"I'll try."

Striking iron has become juggling, which is much more difficult than striking iron.

For the first time, even though Qin Kun's grasp of strength surpassed that of others, it only lasted seventy-five seconds. Before the sword tire landed, it was clamped by Hua Tianshu with a clamp and thrown again.

"Senior Hua, I don't have a problem with you taking me to practice juggling, but if I break your sword fetus, I won't pay for it."

"Rest assured that no matter what these two sword tires are beaten into, I will cast them into whatever they are."

At the end of February, Qin Kun, who had successfully learned to juggle, was able to make two red-hot sword tires fly in the air with an iron hammer. This is not over, he will also take the opportunity to strike iron and take care of both things.

Mid-March.

Everything recovers.

Qin Kun's blindfold was also removed, his earplugs were also removed, and the final hammer fell in the cave.

For half a year, more than 1.6 million hammers have already filled his brain with magic sounds, and even if he stops, the sound of jingling will still echo in his mind.

"Senior Hua, the iron is over."

Loosen the hammer, there is still some empty in your hand.

During this time, the sword was cast, the long sword was cast, and a dagger had just been baked.

"Yours."

The dagger pierced the door.

Qin Kun flicked his fingers upward, and the moment the dagger approached, his tail was disturbed by the force, and he spun in the air.

Qin Kun grabbed it forward, and the dagger was in his hand.

"What's that name?"

"What do you think it's called?"

"I'm uneducated, or I'll call it Zilu. To commemorate my six months in Purple Mountain. "Lu is a capital six, and it sounds a little better than six.

"Strange enough, but it's up to you. Today, you can go down the mountain. ”

Qin Kun arched his hand: "Thank you seniors for your advice." ”

"Fingering? Where to start? What did I tell you? ”

"Nothing seems to be there."

"That's not the end of it."

"It seems to be pointing out everything again."

"Funny." Hua Tianshu pressed down the convex stone next to the sword-casting furnace, and behind Qin Kun, a row of flying knives suddenly appeared.

Twinkle, twinkle, tink, ding, ding-

The thumb and forefinger pinched the dagger Zilu, and when he couldn't dodge, he waved the dagger and picked it up.

After the flying knife raid, Qin Kun was unharmed.

"Can I say I didn't have time to think about it just now?"

Qin Kun looked at Hua Tianshu.

Hua Tianshu smiled: "The old man's ghost hunting skills are extremely mediocre, and he can only point to the ability to defend, all of which are realized from striking iron, and today someone can inherit my iron mantle, and Hua Tianshu will die without regrets." ”

"I miss my predecessors."

"It's a pity that Hua's casting technique is going to be lost."

"There is nothing that can be done."

"Anyway, future generations have their own blessings. This book "Greedy Wolf Hundred Forging" is a skill that I have learned all my life, and I can pass it on when I see someone who is destined to help me, and I believe that you will not let this technique be dusted. ”

"There will be no time in the future."

"Go to Hugh, where did you come from, where do you go back." Hua Tianshu nodded his head, "Sometimes, the instinct of the body is more useful than the brain for the perception of danger. ”