A tall chimney spews smoke, and the air smells of coke.

The red flames swirled, the molten iron flowed, and the clanging sound of hammer forging echoed in Ye Changsheng's ears.

Everything about Wenjian Hall made him very kind, and this was his true home.

Only here can he really relax.

After a period of precipitation, Wen Jiantang has been able to keep up with Ye Changsheng's footsteps, which means that Ye Changsheng no longer has to participate in every link, he just needs to control the most critical links.

The sticks of the eighteen warrior monks need to be re-smelted, and the weapons cast for the sledgehammer and the weapons replaced for the people of Taoyuan Village all have ready-made fine iron.

For three whole days, Ye Changsheng stayed in the sword casting room, completely forgetting the changes in the outside world.

The warriors of Taoyuan Village are accustomed to using two-handed swords, ordinary warriors are trial-level high-grade, and Xin Wuguo and Xin Wenxiong are the two masters of Lingwu-level lower-grade, and these Elder Lu can complete it independently.

The weapon forged by Immortal for the sledgehammer is a long-handled hexagonal hammer.

The slender handle, the prismatic hammer head, the overall unpretentious, no matter how you look at it, it is a hammer.

However, it was this hammer that was cast three times.

The prismatic long handle is infused with magic silver, which has a certain flexibility.

The hexagonal hammer head is infused with star iron, and every edge and corner is polished very sharp.

Because the sledgehammer is the body of the power tyrant, although it is full of qi and blood, and the power is infinite, but the induction of spiritual power is a little sluggish, and the defense against attribute attacks is relatively weak.

Therefore, after the second casting, Ye Changsheng wrapped a layer of basalt iron on the surface of the hammer, which could reduce the damage caused by attribute attacks.

The whole hammer head is black and shiny, and it is integrated, because it is integrated with star iron, and its weight reaches 1,280 catties.

With just one hammer, he could smash a beginner cultivator of the Open Pulse Realm to death.

For the time being, it can only be like this, but Changsheng has other ideas, and can forge a hammer that is more like a weapon.

However, after all, the sledgehammer has only just begun to cultivate, and it does not need too high-end weapons, a plain hammer, but it is easier for him to find his own characteristics.

With the improvement of sledgehammer cultivation, weapons will eventually be updated.

The sledgehammer and the great worship Qiu Tianzuo came back in a carriage, only one day later than Changsheng.

After learning that his hammer was cast, he couldn't wait to come to the Ask Sword Hall, holding the newly cast hammer, and smirked vigorously.

Even though it's just a hammer, it means a lot to a sledgehammer.

This was not just a hammer, but the first weapon he had as a cultivator!

At the same time, Changsheng handed over to the sledgehammer, and there was also a hand-copied yellow-level top-grade martial art, called "Wind and Thunder Eight Hammers".

For a beginner, the Yellow-level martial arts are the most suitable entry point.

"Wind and Thunder Eight Hammers" only has eight types, which is also suitable for sledgehammers who don't like to use their brains.

This eight-style hammer method, take the fierce route, once unfolded, the wind howling, thunder looming, can the sledgehammer's amazing talent, vividly and vividly brought into play.

"What, I, I'm participating in the Sword Conference?!" The sledgehammer in joy was awakened by Ye Changsheng's words, like a basin of cold water poured on his head.

Ye Changsheng smiled and nodded: "I have already signed you up, and the task of blocking Huang Jingyun will be handed over to you." ”

Wang Dazhui looked shocked, his mouth slightly open, almost suspicious of his ears.

Me, Huang Jingyun?

slammed a spirit, the head of the sledgehammer shook like a rattle, and said with a crying voice: "Young master, I can't do it, Huang Jingyun is a genius, one of the best masters, I, I can't do it!"

A month ago, he was just an apprentice, just for Ye Changsheng's cart, how could he be Huang Jingyun's opponent?

Sledgehammer is not afraid of fighting Huang Jingyun, for him, losing is actually nothing, and it doesn't matter if he works hard.

But the key is that the young master asked him to block Huang Jingyun, he can't beat others, how can he stop him?

My own safety is a small matter, and the task assigned by the young master is a big matter!

Ye Changsheng said with a straight face: "Do you not believe me, or do you not believe in the Great Offering?"

"No, that's not what I meant. ”

The sledgehammer was so anxious that his tears were about to come out, and when he saw Ye Changsheng's cold face, and the big offering was also grim, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything.

Qiu Tianzuo said solemnly: "Sledgehammer, the son said you can do it, you can do it, you only have one month, do you still have to waste all your time on your tongue?"

After the selection of the martial arts institutes in each town, the sword tournament will be held in a month.

Through the county competition, ten teenagers will be selected to represent Lu'an County in the provincial competition.

If you pass the provincial competition, you can get a place in the finals.

In March of the following year, when the spring flowers are blooming, the teenagers selected by the thirteen provinces will gather in the capital for the final finals.

So there is not much time left for Sledgehammer, only a month.

Where did Sledgehammer dare to waste time, he found a vacant place at random and began to practice "Eight Hammers of Wind and Thunder".

Ye Changsheng sent two craftsmen to watch, the sledgehammer used the weapon for the first time, in case something was wrong, the two craftsmen could modify the weapon.

The stick hoops forged for the eighteen warrior monks were also completed on the third day, but there were only two pairs of samples.

The coiling dragon stick used by the eighteen warrior monks is stacked with eighteen oval Xingyue Bodhi, each of which has been artificially polished and fitted very firmly with each other.

Even without the mana traction of the hoop, the coiling dragon stick would not fall apart easily.

Compared with the unrelenting coiling dragon stick, the coiling dragon stick of the eighteen warrior monks has less dharma, but it is also more solid.

Therefore, the two sets of samples designed by Changsheng are consistent with the characteristics of the Panlong stick itself, but the focus is different.

The head of the eighteen warrior monks, after the monk Guangyun got two sets of sticks, bowed his head and thanked him, said goodbye and left.

Master Long Hai has already arrived in Sanshui Town, and with Master Long Hai's strength, he can bless the mana of the stick hoop.

sent Guangyun away, and Ye Chang's business was still unfinished.

Although he didn't sleep for three days and three nights, Changsheng didn't feel tired, but felt more energetic.

The "Nine Heavens Refining Divine Formula" he cultivated, the "Secret Record of Futu Tu" in the body refining chapter, and the "Demon Heart Secret Record" in the soul refining chapter also made a breakthrough.

In addition to the improvement in cultivation, his sword-forging attainments have also been greatly improved.

Whether it was a stick or a hammer, there was no challenge for Changsheng, and he didn't even use the "Demon Heart".

It's a pity that there is still a ruling waiting for him, otherwise, Changsheng can try to challenge the Lingwu-level high-grade long sword.

For this upcoming ruling, Changsheng couldn't intervene, so he simply didn't take it to heart.

After cultivating the first meritorious phase, he is already invincible, not to mention, his own blessed blood meridian comes from the five ancestors of Huixin!