The king is the bull of this bow city.

He was the only craftsman in the entire Bow City, and he was hired by the Lord of the Bow City from the distant capital of Dongshun at great expense. Although he is in charge of this workshop, he rarely comes here.

Even Yang Peng rarely saw him.

But this is not what Yang Peng envies the most. He is a craftsman, and it is reasonable for the ox fork to coax. What made Yang Peng envious the most was the robe he was wearing.

It was a pale cyan robe, I don't know what material it was woven from, it wasn't made of twine anyway. The robe shimmered with a faint cyan light up and down, and the light formed a halo on the body, enveloping the whole person. Although the halo was not very strong, it also added a hazy and mysterious aura to the whole person.

It was an exclusive robe issued by the Tung Soon Crafters Guild to each member.

It is said that when striking iron, it can block the sparks splashed on the body, and there are even more evil legends, saying that ordinary swords can not hurt people in the slightest.

It's a defensive garment!

There is also a badge on the left chest of the robe. The badge was a bright lead, glittering one, with a sword and a spear crossed over it. The sword is the god of soldiers, and the gun is the king of soldiers, which means that the skill of the craftsman is into the gods, and he is the king of all professions!

Above the fork where the sword and the spear intersect, there are two stars shining, white and red, which is very eye-catching.

The two stars indicate that this royal artificier is a two-star artificier of the Dongshun State Artifact Guild!

"What? Let me take eight sedan chairs and carry you in?"

Seeing Yang Peng's hesitation, the royal artifact master's face turned pale, and then he turned around and walked towards the artifact workshop.

"No, you can't go!" Seeing that someone was going to take Yang Peng away at this time, the remaining four Xiao family disciples shouted together, and each stretched out their weapons to stop Yang Peng.

"Huh?"

The king master turned around and swept his gaze to the four boys, "Get out of here!"

"Wang Weaponist, how dare we say no word to you, we are ...... to this kid" The children of the Xiao family are not all stupid, knowing that they are not to say it, even if their patriarch - Xiao Zhenshan is here, they dare not say a word to the Wang Weaponist!

So one of the disciples hurriedly explained.

"Get out!"

The royal artifact master didn't wait for the Xiao family's children to finish speaking, and directly said the word "roll", like a duck.

"Hehe!" Yang Peng smiled and looked at the four Xiao family disciples, "It's cheaper for you, find time to beat you again!" After speaking, he shook his body and swaggered towards the artifact workshop.

"You wait!"

The four Xiao family disciples pointed with their hands together, "This matter is not over!"

"Me too. Yang Peng said with a smile.

"Alright, less stinky fart!"

The Wang Artifact Master glanced at Yang Peng, "Beat people like this, you are still endless?" he said, stepping past the Xiao family disciple who fell into the artifact workshop and was still lying on the ground.

"I don't blame me, they came to the door and formed a group to beat me. Yang Peng also followed the Xiao family's disciples, "The people of the Xiao family are so cheap! He shook his head, "I am a pure wolf...... and hummed the little song again.

The king master stood still and turned around, "Pure wolf, you know, look at your stinky fart, hum! even I want to beat you!"

"Is there something wrong with the royal weapon?" Yang Peng asked with a grin.

"What can you do? The master turned and walked straight to one of the furnaces in the workshop.

"Are you kidding me?" Yang Peng didn't follow, "I'd better go and beat those boys." Yang Peng turned around and left.

This royal weaponist has real skills, hammering and striking iron in front of him, that is, talking about flying in front of the dragon and showing off his feathers in front of the colorful phoenix!

Yang Peng had seen a long sword built by this royal weaponist, and he really responded to that sentence - cowhide is not blown!

The shape of the sword is still vivid in my mind.

The body of the sword is silver and white, with natural patterns of clouds and water, and when you gaze at it, it seems to be able to flow; the dragon's head is a sword grid, and the two dragon horns are open left and right, and they are unbridled; a pair of dragon eyes are inlaid with two jewels, one white and one red.

The white bead is the barren kun to seize the spirit bead, it is the treasure of the earth, the white mist is swirling, there is a cyclone rotating around, comparable to a miniature gathering array, which can replenish the aura of heaven and earth for the sword bearer when fighting;

The hilt of the sword is carved from rare firescale wood, and the red fish scale pattern is circulating, and there is a faint red flame lurking.

The head of the sword is decorated with a blood-red sword robe, which is woven from the silk of the blood spider bred in the fire of the earth.

As soon as the long sword came out, but when I saw the clouds and water drifting, there was a faint sound of dragon groaning, and the blood-red sword qi mixed with a little flame light went straight to Zhang Xu Kai, which was very fierce!

Everyone watched it and was envious.

A good weapon is the basis for killing the enemy to save his life, which practitioner is not impressed when he sees it?

"Don't give me the desire to run. ”

As if he knew that Yang Peng wanted to slip away, the Wang Artifact Master grabbed his shoulder with his hand, and with force in his hand, Yang Peng's shoulder bone hurt when he pinched it, "To tell you the truth, some time ago, your patriarch gave me a pair of Heavenly Antelope Bone Horns and asked me to point you out." I'm not a person who takes other people's things and doesn't do anything, and today there is an opportunity, you come with me. ”

"What are you doing, how can you force others to learn from you?" Yang Peng broke free from the royal weaponry, touched his shoulder, and said stupidly.

"Forced?"

The king artifact master glanced back at Yang Peng and smiled, "Boy, I know that your hammer forging skills are good." If it weren't for the face of those Heavenly Antelope Bone Horns, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you!"

"The patriarch is too, a pair of Tianling bone horns, what a good thing, it might as well give it to me!" Yang Peng felt a little pity in his heart.

He has a secret weapon palace on him, where can he use others to guide him?

Thinking of this, Yang Peng's eyes rolled, "Otherwise, you return that pair of bone horns to me, and I won't tell our patriarch, just say that you have already instructed me." Your old man is also worry-free, we are both suitable. Yang Peng looked at the royal artifact master with a lot of anticipation in his heart.

He was now worried that he couldn't get what the old profiteer in the Secret Weapon Palace wanted, and a pair of Heavenly Antelope Bone Horns were taken to Dansha Street in the main city, maybe they could be exchanged for half an elixir.

Wang Qishi was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and stared at Yang Peng, "Are we both suitable?"

Yang Peng nodded heavily, his face full of anticipation.

"You let me go!" The king artifact suddenly grabbed it with his big hand again, and this time he directly grabbed the back of Yang Peng's neck, "Stinky boy, do you want to go back to the things you gave out? What do you think of me as a craftsman? Is it the footwashing water you spilled!"

Yang Peng was directly escorted to the furnace by the king weapon.

The furnace was a huge iron furnace, a foot high, cylindrical, with a bulging belly in the middle, and the fire was raging in the hearth below.

Several young men in robes were busy sweating their heads, some were adding carbon to the hearth, some were pulling a huge bellows and "whirring, whirring" to blow the air, and some were standing on a high stool to add iron to the furnace......

The dark red fire shone brightly, illuminating the figures of these people, making them look like silhouettes pasted on a dark red canvas.

Yang Peng, a young man in a long robe, also knew him, he was the apprentice of the king artifact master, and he often came to the ware workshop on weekdays to shout five and six.

"You get up!"

The king master pointed to the disciple in front of the furnace who was pulling the bellows "snort, snort", "You go!" He pushed the hand on the back of his neck forward, and directly pushed Yang Peng staggered to the bellows, "I still want to go back to the things that were given, your grandmother's, pull a bellows for Lao Tzu first!"

"Hehe, I'm free. ”

The disciple who pulled the bellows before smiled, stood up, crossed his waist with one hand, and patted Yang Peng's shoulder with the other hand, looking even more stinky than Yang Peng just now: "Woe, this bellows pulling is a basic skill of the craftsman." Sit down and pull well!"

After speaking, he actually sang: "Layala, Layala, La's master hunched back, La's master's sideburns are declining!" After singing, he patted Yang Peng's shoulder again, "Do you know?

"Master, he cursed you to grow old quickly!" Yang Peng pointed at the disciple.

"Pull your bellows!" said the king master angrily, but still glared at the disciple fiercely, "I will punish you for mining!"

"Poof!"

The disciple knelt down directly, "Master spares his life, the disciple will no longer dare to talk nonsense or sing nonsense!"

Most of the weapons used by the practitioners are made of iron. From mining to ore transportation, from smelting to forging, it is not easy to say anything.

It is relatively better to pull the bellows, and you can still stay by the master's side to get guidance, if you are really sent to the mine by the master to mine, it will be miserable.

"Hehe!" Yang Peng smiled at the disciple, "Pull it, pull it until you are tired of mining and bend your waist!" He also sang, sat on a high stool, stepped on the box in front of him with both feet, and pulled the push-pull rod-like handle of the bellows with both arms, and glanced at the king master again, "Pull it, pull it, what's the big deal." ”

As he spoke, the sound of the "whirring" wind sounded, and the flames in the furnace rose as high as they were.

"Layala, layala, the master of pulling is hunched back, and the master of pulling has a declining sideburn......" turned out to be singing while pulling.

Streams of smoke and fire, dust, and molten metal gas from iron and iron were mixed together and began to waft in the workshop.

An hour passed, "Master, the pure gold has melted. Finally, the disciple who was standing on a high stool and observing the smelting from the open mouth of the furnace shouted.

"Add stubborn iron!" the king said, pointing at the fan in his hand.

Two disciples carried a large basket full of iron powder and handed it to the two disciples standing on a high stool, and the four of them pulled it from the top and two of them held it underneath, and poured a basket of iron powder into the furnace.

Then, another basket......

"Add carbon, blast the wind!" The king master shouted again, and pieces of carbon were added into the fire chamber, and Yang Peng had already taken off the undershirt on his body at this time, pedaled the box, held the handle of the push rod with both hands, and used his arms to pull the bellows "whew, whew".

The fine beads of sweat on his body dripped, as if painted with a layer of oil paint under the reflection of the red fire. But his mouth was still leisurely singing the song "La Ya La", his body swinging back and forth, and the rhythm of the song seemed to be integrated, without a trace of hardship.

"This kid is a piece of material for learning to make a tool!"

The royal artifact master looked at Yang Peng and muttered in his mouth. It has been pulling the bellows for a full hour, and if it were another disciple, it would have changed at least two or three times, but Yang Peng still insisted. And the bellows pull a relaxed, relaxed, and quite elegant.

It seems to contain some kind of rhythmic power!

The king artifact master is an expert, and he naturally saw that Yang Peng did not use the true qi in his body, but had been relying on his physical strength.

In that rhythmic movement, every tendon, every big tendon, every skin trembling of this kid, and even the distortion of the "la-ya-la" humming in his mouth are so coordinated, and the "crooked" tone, rhythm and the strength of the whole body are coordinated and used in a coordinated manner, without the slightest waste!

"This kid seems to be very sensitive to the role of rhythm and rhythm in exertion......! Damn!" Thinking of this, even the royal artifact master was full of excitement, and it seemed to have touched a certain itch in the artifact maker.

Then the king master grinned: "What's wrong with me...... Can he have that ability?"

"Where does he have so much staying power in his small body?" The so-called "layman looks lively", the disciples on the side were puzzled by how they didn't know how tired of this disaster, but their eyes still showed admiration.

"Stubborn iron plus refined gold, this iron is not easy to forge!" and Yang Peng thought, "This royal artifact master is definitely not as simple as instructing me, it seems that he is trying to build a ......"