The flames were blazing, Ou Yezi began to add ore, ready to forge the first sword in his life, Ou Yezi was already familiar with each step of the process, Ou Yezi dreamed of forging a sword, took off his shirt, and began to forge shirtless.

For a whole night, Ou Yezi was so tired that he fell asleep directly on the ground, and when he woke up, it was already noon, because Zhou Wu didn't come back until two days later, so he still had time, and he made up his mind that he must play a good sword before Zhou Wu came back, so that Zhou Wu would believe in his skills.

Started to beat, Ou Yezi after eating, he was busy until late at night, the sword has begun to take shape, but it still needs to be constantly polished, Ou Yezi's heart, after experiencing these days, seeing the prosperous market of the sword in Yecheng, has long been excited.

From the princes and nobles to the poor people, they will carry swords when they basically travel, which is completely different from their small rural counties, and even some princes and nobles of neighboring countries will come to visit this sword-forging city.

Because since ancient times, there have been a large number of natural mineral deposits around Yecheng, so gradually, this place has become an extremely excellent place for sword casting, but some famous swordsmiths in the Yue country have gone out from here.

Ou Yezi also hopes that on the road of sword casting, he can reach the peak and become famous all over the world, he works harder to build, after the sword is forged, Ou Yezi begins to sharpen, polish, and do it over and over again.

For two days, Ou Yezi didn't go to open the shop, but forged a sword in the backyard, and on the third day, Zhou Wu came back with his daughter, and found that the door was not open, and he smelled a smell of burning, and he was so angry that he went directly into the backyard.

As soon as I entered, I saw Ou Yezi lying on the ground, asleep, and dirty, he just wanted to step forward to question, and then quit this kid, suddenly, a dazzling light, came over, it was a sword, nearly more than a meter long, placed on the iron platform, the sun's light was refracted up, it was reflected, on the blade, through bursts of cold light, it looked extremely sharp.

Zhou Wu was surprised, he walked over, picked up the sword, and observed left and right, at the end, he began to praise continuously, this sword looks simple, but Guan Zedu, sharpness, are extremely good, he looked at the ground, Ou Yezi who was still sleeping, and couldn't help but admire.

"Young and promising."

After Ou Yezi woke up, Zhou Wu was very happy, he kept praising Ou Yezi, he couldn't put down the sword he cast, he made the color on the same day, and as soon as the store opened the next day, he put the sword at the door.

"By the way, Ou Yezi, since you forged this sword, you have to give it a name."

Zhou Wu said, Ou Yezi looked at the sword that had attracted the attention of people passing by, and spoke.

"It's called Chuju."

"Good, good name, unpretentious."

Sure enough, the sword cast by Ou Yezi that day was bought at a good price, which was equivalent to Zhou Wu's income for three months.

In this way, Ou Yezi began to forge swords day after day, and more than 20 have been sold, and it has been nearly half a year, and Zhou Wu's small shop, which was originally deserted, has also begun to have business.

The sword cast by Ou Yezi is a little different from ordinary swords, it looks extremely sharp, and the appearance is very beautiful, as if it has become a hot commodity.

Zhou Wu's daughter, Zhou Cui's impression of Ou Yezi has also changed greatly, and Ou Yezi is also very good, back and forth, Ou Yezi also has a love for Zhou Cui, and is more hardworking and attentive, one day, a 40-year-old customer came to the store, he looks full of red light, dark green hair, a pair of tiger eyes, through the light.

Because Zhou Wu went to discuss business, Ou Yezi was looking at the store alone, and after he saw this guest, he seemed to have a certain feeling in his heart.

"May I ask the guest, do you want to see the sword?"

The tiger-eyed man nodded silently.

"I want the sharpest sword in your store, do you?"

Ou Yezi immediately walked over with confidence, looked around, and then picked one, a few days ago, it had just been cast, and he named it the sword that sealed the throat and handed it over.

With a snort, as soon as the man pulled out his throat, he sensed an overflowing cold air, he took it in his hand, waved it a few times, and made a whirring sound.

"A good sword, indeed sharp, but flashy."

The man said, Ou Yezi was a little unhappy, he felt that this person was here to find fault, the price of this sword was set very high, and there were many people who wanted to get it, but they couldn't afford to pay this price, so they hadn't sold it yet.

"Bought it, how much."

The man said, and directly took out the money bag, and after Ou Yezi said the price, the man left without bargaining, and when he left, he just said a word.

"Young man, tempered by thousands of tempers, don't rush for quick success."

This incident did not cause any ripples in Ou Yezi's heart, and half a month later, Ou Yezi was full of joy and Zhou Wu, and said that he had good hopes for Zhou Cui, but Zhou Wu refused, because Zhou Cui had already married the son of his best friend.

Ou Yezi, who was in a low mood, had no intention of striking iron for several days, and at this time, more than 30 swords he forged had been sold, and he was also a little famous in this city.

However, what people didn't expect was that at noon one day, a bunch of swords, they were the subordinates of a certain dignitary in the city, a person about 50 years old, came to the store angrily, Zhou Wu immediately beckoned over, but he was faced with a cold sword against his neck.

"Say, Who is the man who forged this sword?"

With a bang, the angry man threw the broken sword on the ground, and Zhou Wu was so frightened that he immediately said it.

It turned out that the son of the person who came bought a sword in Zhou Wu's shop two months ago, but a few days ago, on the street, someone from another noble family raised his hand, and as a result, his son's sword was cut off by the other party, and the other party's sword directly killed his son.

The big pot fell down on this day, so scared that Zhou Wu fainted on the spot, and Ou Yezi, because he wanted to purchase ore, temporarily left Yecheng, just when Ou Yezi returned to Yecheng with joy, he heard a rumor that Zhou Wu's shop was smashed.

After going back, Ou Yezi really saw the shop that had been smashed, and Zhou Wu's family was nowhere to be found, and at this time, some regular servants came over and tied Ou Yezi.

At this moment, it seemed that Ou Yezi had been beaten back to the ground from the sky, and the other party wanted to question his guilt and plan to throw him into the sword-casting furnace as a punishment.

A few days later, Ou Yezi was in prison, bruised, and had to wait for the nobleman's son to throw him into the furnace when the sacrifice was made, so as to comfort his son's spirit in heaven.

And the birth sacrifice, there is still more than a month, Ou Yezi looked at his body that was no longer able to move, physically and mentally exhausted, and in his mind, he thought of what his aunt had said to him, unable to forge farm tools that were not broken for ten years, not allowed to forge swords, and the man who suddenly went to the store that day, bought his sword, and left those words.

Tempered by thousands of tempers, don't rush for quick success.

At this time, Ou Yezi deeply realized that his kung fu was not to the fire, and the sword would break in the competition, that is, when casting, the problem of fire, although the polishing was extremely sharp, just like what the man said that day, flashy.

At this time, someone came to see Ou Yezi and brought food and wine.

"How's it going, boy?"

The tiger-eyed man, with wine and food, bought off the jailer, and came in, Ou Yezi opened his eyes weakly, looked at the man, and was shocked for a moment, he wanted to get up, but he couldn't do anything, the man helped him to the wall, and smiled.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency ......."

"Drink, boy, it's your last meal anyway."

For the first time, Ou Yezi was eating and drinking, and he was in tears, he felt remorse, and he felt remorse for his impetuousness and sword-casting.

"I'll be back tomorrow, boy."

The tiger-eyed man, smiling, left.

The jailer's attitude towards Ou Yezi has been much better since the man left, and he has even hired a doctor to treat his injuries.

For three days, the man brought food and drink, did not say his name, and basically did not talk to Ou Yezi, but left silently.

On the fourth day, the tiger-eyed man spoke.

"Young man, why do you want to forge a sword, why do you want to strike iron?"

At this time, Ou Yezi also noticed that this man, like him, was a blacksmith, and the calluses on his hands had been stacked a lot.

"Because I like it, I want to forge a peerless sword, and I want to reach the top."

Ou Yezi did not shy away from saying his thoughts, and the man nodded and laughed.

"Do you know that four words have been tempered for thousands of years?"

Ou Yezi nodded, and then the man stood up.

"This may be the last time I'll come to see you, boy."

The man said and laughed, but Ou Yezi seemed to have accepted the matter of dying in a few days.

"Thank you, sir, if there is an afterlife, Ou Yezi will definitely reach the peak again as a blacksmith."

The tiger-eyed man shook his head.

"Young man, do you think we are really just making things that are simply built on the iron platform? In fact, it is not, every beating, every grinding, polishing our own soul, polishing our own heart, boy. ”

After the man left, Ou Yezi thought for a long time, and he seemed to understand why his aunt said that, and what this tiger-eyed man wanted to tell him.