Sunsmith's blacksmith shop is deep in the Xiemen Alley in the east of the city, with only half a dilapidated door.

If it wasn't for Hu Shan, Han Xiao really couldn't find it.

Sun Blacksmith's name is Sun Chunfu, and he was fortunate to be valued by a refiner who traveled to Heyuan County when he was a child, and he was accepted as a refining apprentice.

It's just that his talent is still a little worse, and he can't create a magic weapon after practicing for more than ten years, so he finally has to return to his hometown.

Because he had seen the magic of the cultivation world, Sun Chunfu naturally looked down on the secular world. Open a blacksmith shop, but the door is closed most of the time.

Han Xiao came with Hu Shan, and saw that there were many people gathered in front of the blacksmith shop, looking at all martial artists with swords on their backs.

"Hey, Master Sun is drunk again today, I'm afraid I'll have to wait another day. ”

"What about waiting for one more day? If Master Sun can make a move and ask for a good weapon, it will be worth waiting for another half a month. ”

"That is, my brother once had a master forge a big sword, and the last time he encountered a rogue, he killed it. ”

Several warriors poked in front of the half-hidden door, talking with great interest.

"Get out of the way. ”

Hu Shanshan stepped forward and shouted in a low voice.

The group of warriors turned around, and some people wanted to scold, but when they saw that Hu Shan was wearing a black official uniform, they hurriedly closed their mouths.

Hu Shantou stepped forward and walked to the front of the store, and kicked the door open with a "snap".

"Blacksmith Sun, come out for me. ”

The onlookers hurriedly dispersed, looking at the open door in horror.

"Who is this person, who dares to do this to Master Sun?"

"Master Sun is a master of the eighth layer of body refining, this person is afraid that he is relying on his identity to find fault, and he really doesn't know how to die. ”

For a while, everyone waited for Hu Handle to be taught a lesson.

"Who is it...... Dare to slam my door? live, impatient—"

A strong man in his early forties stepped out of the shop with a stubble on his face, drunken eyes, and a swarthy hammer in his hand.

"Brother Hu!" When the strong man saw Hu Shan, he was full of excitement, and his face showed surprise: "How is my brother's weapon?

The courteous appearance of the strong man made the warriors at the door all dumbfounded.

"Go in and talk. Hu Zhi glanced at the martial artists behind him and said in a low voice.

"Good. The strong man hurriedly agreed, and shouted around: "If you don't take business today, you'll go back." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and asked the handle to go inside.

Although those warriors had lost faces, they all smiled and retreated, not daring to have the slightest disrespect for the master.

"My lord, please—" Hu Zhi turned around and whispered to Han Xiao.

My lord?

The strong man was stunned for a moment, his gaze swept over Han Xiao, and he realized that his cultivation was only at the second level of the Body Refining Realm, so he immediately stopped looking at him.

Han Xiao walked into the blacksmith shop and saw that it was empty, except for a furnace and a few iron felts, there were some ore and iron pieces piled up in the corner.

"Brother Hu, in the fierce battle in the city yesterday, did those weapons come in handy?

With an expressionless face, Hu Shan took out the knife and the half-cut flying needle he used yesterday.

The flying needle only recovered an inch, and the throwing knife was twisted.

"Blacksmith Sun, you originally collected money from me according to the magic weapon, and you swore how sharp it was. Hu Shan shook his head and said, "I can't hurt the Qi Refining Realm at all, and I can't even block a blow." ”

"Can't hurt the ...... of the Qi Refining Realm"

Reaching out to take the knife and the broken needle, Blacksmith Sun looked at it carefully, stretched out his hand and slowly groped.

After a moment, a look of dejection appeared on his face.

"Still no, it seems that my Sun Chunfu still doesn't have a chance to become a refiner after all......"

Shaking his head slightly, he looked at Hu Handle and said, "Brother Hu, I am arrogant, thinking that I can forge a weapon that does not lose magic weapons." ”

"You delay me for a few days, and I will pay you back a lot of the spirit stones you gave me. ”

"In the future, I won't talk about forging magic weapons anymore......"

Hu Handle waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about this later, today is Lord Bookkeeper who wants to see you, and he is interested in the weapons you forged." ”

Hearing Hu Shan's words, Blacksmith Sun looked up at Han Xiao again, and said lightly: "Brother Hu, face, what weapon do you want, I only accept spirit stones here, and I will not bargain." ”

"Pleated steel sword, can it be forged?" Han Xiao said as he looked at Blacksmith Sun.

The pleated steel sword is a fine product among mortal weapons, and it is the most test of a forger's level.

"Hehe, a pleated steel sword is useful for my Sun Chunfu?" Blacksmith Sun's face showed a hint of disdain: "Two spirit stones." ”

"Yes. Han Xiao stretched out his hand and threw out two spirit stones.

Sun Chunfu took the spirit stone, carried the hammer to the corner of the wall, randomly picked out a ball of iron, and threw it into the furnace.

Pulling the bellows vigorously, but in a moment, the iron has turned into a ball of red molten iron.

Sun Chunfu poured molten iron into a long mold and poured it into a long sticker.

"Dangdangdang—"

The thick arms carried the hammer, and each blow hit the iron bar.

The foundation is there, but the technique is not right, and the force control is too poor.

Han Xiao shook his head slightly while watching Blacksmith Sun forge.

Half an hour later, a three-foot sword took shape.

"Uhhh

After quenching, after a little polishing, a crystal long sword was held in front of Han Xiao.

"The sword you wanted. Blacksmith Sun said coldly.

Han Xiao took the long sword, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and stretched out his fingers with the other hand to slowly rub it over the spine of the sword.

On the spine of the sword, there are clusters of chrysanthemum-like lines, gently rubbing against the fingers.

"There were 18,632 hammers, and 823 were in the wrong place. “

Han Xiao's words, Sun Chunfu's face suddenly changed.

"When the spine of the sword is hammered, the force is less than three points, and when the blade is polished, it is one point thinner for the sake of good looks. ”

Han Xiao shook his head and gently swung his long sword a few times.

"These swords are worthless. ”

"You-" A wave of anger rose on Blacksmith Sun's face, and he shouted, "The second layer of the little refining body is also worthy of tasting the sword weapon I built?"

To create a weapon for a mortal at the second level of body refining, Blacksmith Sun had already given face to Hu Shan, but he didn't expect this person to be so ignorant.

"Shut up, don't be disrespectful to the master bookkeeper!" Hu Zhi shouted.

Han Xiao shook his head, holding the long sword in his hand, and slowly stretched out his arms.

"When—"

With a flick of his wrist, his long sword trembled, and it was instantly broken into three.

"This-" Blacksmith Sun was dumbfounded, looking at the hilt of the sword in Han Xiao's hand in disbelief.

He knows the weapons he built himself.

Although there is no real intention, this pleated steel is really hammered out.

Not to mention a second-level martial artist refining body, even the ninth layer of refining the body, he can't easily break the long sword.

Throwing away the hilt of his sword, Han Xiao walked over to the furnace.

The furnace burns charcoal, and the temperature is very high.

He casually threw a piece of black iron ore into it.

Could it be that adults can still forge the art?" there was a slight doubt in Hu Shan's eyes. Thinking that Han Xiao was born in a family, maybe he had dabbled in it.

Blacksmith Sun turned his head to look at the beard handle on the side.

Hu Zhi nodded imperceptibly.

Blacksmith Sun's arm trembled.

Look for yourself!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took a few steps forward, squatted down, held the bellows, and began to blow the air vigorously.

Flames erupted, and the black ore slowly changed color.

Han Xiao's eyes swept over the hammers on the iron felt, and he reached out to pick up one.

The tongs were picked, and the fiery ore fell on the iron felt.

"When—"

Han Xiao waved his arm fiercely, and the hammer smashed on the ore, sparks flying everywhere.

Blacksmith Sun, who was squatting behind the furnace, was shocked, his eyes widened, and he looked at the hammer in Han Xiao's hand, which fell all at once.