Jiang Pingchuan followed the voice and walked over to the alley pointed by the man, and the moment he entered the alley, the sound of the knock in Jiang Pingchuan's ears suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Pingchuan walked towards the depths of the alley, and at the end of the alley hung a plaque that looked like it had a long history, and the plaque said Li's iron shop.

Jiang Pingchuan lifted the curtain at the door and walked in, just lifting the curtain, a strong hot air flow came towards him, and the small shop suddenly opened up after entering.

There is plenty of space inside, and there are hundreds of furnaces and casting tables displayed throughout the shop, and next to each casting table is a sturdy worker who picks up a hammer and keeps tapping on the iron that is waiting to be polished on the casting platform.

The hot gas on each furnace was constantly tumbling, the blazing red carbonstone in the furnace was scorching red, and the intrusion of Jiang Pingchuan and Gong Ye was as if it did not exist, and none of the workers threw them inquiring eyes, their eyes were just staring at the iron and stone they were polishing on the casting platform.

Jiang Pingchuan walked through the huge factory to a small shed in the backyard, and when he saw the foundry standing in the shed, Jiang Pingchuan frowned, the man was dressed very strangely.

The neat blouse accompanied by straight trousers, and the dark boots on his feet were shiny, but this dress did not have the suppleness of a robe but gave people a very majestic feeling.

Jiang Pingchuan stared at the white-haired caster in front of him, his resolute face was blazing, his eyes were staring at the iron stone in his hand, and every hammer would make a muffled knock sound, as if he wanted to break through the iron stone in his hand.

Jiang Pingchuan noticed the furnace next to the foundry, the fire here was different from the fire in the big factory over there, the fire emitted a faint blue light, somewhat like the samadhi fire that he had drawn out, but the degree of its burning was different from Jiang Pingchuan's samadhi real fire.

There was no red carbon stone in the fire, just a fire made out of thin air in an empty furnace, and beside the foundry stood a young man, who watched the forger's every movement intently.

The firelight kept fluttering and dancing in front of Jiang Pingchuan, but none of the sparks just came out and disappeared, but gathered on the top of the furnace, slowly turning into a liquid fire solution, dripping into the furnace and continuing to burn.

Jiang Pingchuan and Gong Lao Ye quietly watched the movements of the caster's hand, the caster never looked up at Jiang Pingchuan, but just seriously hit each hammer, and a piece of iron without the slightest shape slowly turned into a sharp knife that looked dull and thick in the caster's hand.

The caster's slow striking force began to become gentle, and after a while, the sharp knife was actually shining on the fiery casting platform, and the slightest sharp aura penetrated the fire and reached Jiang Pingchuan's eyes.

It was a chilling experience, like someone holding a knife made of ice to their neck, and at any moment they would let this piercing force penetrate their body and take their own life.

Seeing that the sharp knife that had been formed and had a certain lethality could be quenched, the foundry master made a very puzzled action by Jiang Pingchuan, and the tapping, which had become gentle, suddenly became violent and urgent.

Bang bang bang every hammer tried to destroy the blade on the casting table, and the foundry soon struck the formed blade into a random piece of iron.

Then he threw the iron pieces directly into the furnace, and let the unknown fire in the furnace burn the iron pieces into iron liquid, which flowed into the bottom of the furnace, constantly being baked by the dark blue fire, and even began to vaporize, and slowly those liquid iron melts away.

Jiang Pingchuan didn't understand why the forger had to destroy the sharp weapon he had built with his own hands, and threw it into the furnace to destroy it completely.

The foundry handed the hammer in his hand to the young man standing behind him, raised his head to look at Jiang Pingchuan who was standing in front of him, and put his hand into the cold water used for quenching.

Again and again, accompanied by a puff of white smoke coming out of the foundry's hands, like a sharp weapon that had just been quenched when it came into contact with cold water.

"Come with me"

The foundry took a look at Jiang Pingchuan and walked directly into a house next to him, Jiang Pingchuan and the palace master glanced at each other and followed the foundry in, the hairball looked at the back of the foundry, squinted his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, and the beast's mouth kept muttering some very inexplicable words.

Jiang Pingchuan followed the foundry into the house, the room was very dark, and there was no ray of sunlight shining in, Jiang Pingchuan followed the foundry to the depths of the room, where a wooden board was hung.

The vermilion handwriting on the board reads "Shura Gun" three big characters, the wooden board is hung crookedly on the wall, looking at the handwriting on it, Jiang Pingchuan feels that this wooden board has a long history, just like this Li iron shop, with the accumulation of history, there is always a kind of background faintly appearing here.

The foundry sat on the chair and looked at Jiang Pingchuan, slowly sorting out the strange-looking clothes on his body, and there were two golden horizontal stripes on the shoulders of the foundry's clothes.

There were four five-pointed golden stars flashing between the two horizontal bars, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the foundry, and the foundry sat up straight and looked at Jiang Pingchuan after tidying up his clothes.

"Jiang Pingchuan?"

The foundry looked at Jiang Pingchuan's deep voice and asked, although he was already full of gray hair and was sixty years old, the foundry in front of him still looked energetic and radiant.

"Exactly"

Jiang Pingchuan arched his hand at the foundry in response, the foundry nodded, and the hairball suddenly jumped onto the foundry's table and squatted on the table to look at the foundry, it tried to use its divine sense to talk to the foundry.

Seeing that Jiang Pingchuan and the palace master's expressions had changed, they obviously heard their words, but the foundry in front of him did not react in the slightest, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the hairball and kept asking with his divine sense.

As a result, the foundry didn't react at all, Jiang Pingchuan and Gong Ye suddenly realized that the foundry in front of them was not a cultivator, just an ordinary person, but the caster's performance just now didn't look like an ordinary foundry at all.

Whether it is the baking of the magical fire, or the hands that can withstand the high temperature, and the hammer that has hundreds of pounds no matter how you look at it, how can ordinary people pick up the hammer so easily.

"I've seen this cat"

The foundry pointed to the hairball lying on the table in front of him and said, the hairball was already lying on the table and was about to sleep, but when he heard the foundry's words, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the foundry in front of him carefully.

After watching it for a long time, he didn't recognize anything, but Maoqiu knew that he knew the clothes on the person in front of him, which was called a military uniform, and Maoqiu felt that this person did not belong to the Changfeng Continent, and his origin was probably more mysterious than Jiang Pingchuan in front of him.

In his intermittent memory, Furball seemed to feel that the foundry in front of him did not belong to this era, but the specific situation was a blank in his mind.

I wanted to think hard, but a tingling pain came, and the hairball decisively gave up the idea in his heart and quietly squatted on the table and waited for the foundry to continue.

"Have you ever seen a furball?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the foundry curiously, but immediately Jiang Pingchuan put away his surprised look, this is the royal capital, the hairballs are mixed very well here, and it is not uncommon to see the hairballs, seeing the foundry gently shook his head as if he was denying his own thoughts.

"I've not seen him here, in my world, I've seen him, and a man who looks a lot like you, only his face is complete"

The foundry's resolute eyes looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said with a smile, his eyes flashed with the light of memory, and as soon as the foundry's words were finished, Jiang Pingchuan and the palace master were shocked again.

His world, that is to say, the foundry in front of him is not from their world, but can ordinary people pass through the barrier of the continent and come to a strange continent.

Obviously, it is impossible, even Jiang Pingchuan does not have the ability to pass through the barrier of the continent with his own strength, and he can only realize the shuttle between continents through the intercontinental teleportation array.

"Where are you from and where are you from?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the foundry with a gentle smile in front of him and asked softly.

"Chinese nuclear weapons expert Unit 741 Colonel Li Hongji, from Earth"

Li Hongji stood up and looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said with a serious expression, Jiang Pingchuan and the palace master looked at Li Hongji who was talking serious nonsense in their eyes with stupid eyes.

After saying a whole sentence, they only heard three words, the foundry in front of them was called Li Hongji, and the others were all at a loss.

Li Hongji smiled and shook his head, as if he was laughing at himself for being old and confused, this is a desolate world, how can anyone know about the earth, and how can anyone know about China.

"What is your continent called?"

Jiang Pingchuan frowned and asked again, there is no way, although Li Hongji said a lot just now, he didn't know that Li Hongji was from that continent at all.

"Chinese mainland"

Li Hongji said solemnly, his eyes were full of memories and yearning.

"It's far away from the Changfeng Continent?"

Old Master Gong asked in a low voice in Chinese mainland, he had never heard of this continent, but listening to the name, Old Master Gong felt that this so-called Chinese mainland must be very prosperous, and the continent that could be in the middle must be the top continent.

"Far, far away, I have been in Changfeng Continent for thirty years, and I am destined to not be able to return to my roots"

Li Hongji said with a melancholy look, reached out and took out a portrait in a pocket on his chest, put it in his hand, his eyes were full of longing, and he looked at the thing in his hand affectionately, Jiang Pingchuan noticed the change in Li Hongji's expression, and always felt that Li Hongji had a lot of secrets hidden in him.

"Then I don't know what happened to the predecessors who brought Hirakawa"

Jiang Pingchuan didn't understand what Li Hongji meant, he couldn't understand what Li Hongji was saying, and Li Hongji also saw that whatever he said in front of Jiang Pingchuan was playing the piano to the cow.

In this era, no one understands what he said, and after thirty years of explanation, Li Hongji is no longer willing to explain what he said for others, so he put away the things in his hand, and Li Hongji sat back in his place and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a smile.

"I didn't bring you here, this voice has spread for hundreds of years, and the young people who come to hear it are all destined people, and if you hear it, there will be your name here"

Li Hongji took out a jade plaque from under the table, and the three words Jiang Pingchuan flashed on the jade plaque, and Jiang Pingchuan looked at Li Hongji puzzled.

What does that mean? No one has heard of it in a hundred years? ”

Jiang Pingchuan didn't understand what Li Hongji meant, according to Li Hongji, this voice has existed for hundreds of years, and someone should have heard it before.

"You're the first in a hundred years, I thought I couldn't wait, but I didn't expect you to come"

Li Hongji said with emotion, and after speaking, he reached out and touched the jade plate, and the jade card floated in mid-air out of thin air, and the whole room began to shake non-stop.

Jiang Pingchuan noticed that the originally dim room suddenly shone brightly, and the white walls slowly revealed rows of vermilion handwriting.