Whew!

The blower was pulled by Ridori rapidly, sending a stream of wind into the furnace, and all the fuel in the furnace was fully burned, and the flames rose in an instant, and the terrifying temperature rushed directly out of the opening of the furnace, and hit the old blacksmith's bare chest.

The old blacksmith seemed to be completely unconscious, and his eyes were fixed on the bottom of the hearth, where there was a pipe that looked like a small drainage channel, and under the old blacksmith's gaze, a stream of red viscous liquid appeared, left along the pipe, and fell into the mold prepared below.

The old blacksmith's face finally relaxed slightly, and he nodded with satisfaction, as a senior blacksmith, he could see at a glance that these ore refining ingots were very successful, they were all high-quality ingots, and with such ingots in hand, he was confident that he would be able to refine them a few more times.

Refining ore into ingots is actually the first time to remove impurities, and there is almost no pure piece of any mineral, which is mixed with a large number of impurities, after all, it is dug out of the mountain stone.

After the red liquid was poured into the mold, it soon began to cool and solidify and reveal its bursts of color, a piece of dark gray with a metallic luster, just enough to be used to make the most ordinary model of the long sword, the old blacksmith is amazingly experienced, he doesn't need to weigh his hands, and the amount taken out is the most suitable amount.

The old blacksmith picked up the ingot, turned it around casually, and nodded with satisfaction again, he was indeed bitter before, he was a relatively famous blacksmith before he came here, respected, not only did no one know him after he arrived here, but he didn't even have the opportunity to contact high-grade materials and forge various equipment, and he took the copper mine there all day to forge various farm tools for Langdon, and now he finally has good materials, and it is an opportunity to build weapons, of course he will not waste it at will.

The old blacksmith picked up the iron ingot with iron tongs, turned around and put it into the hearth, the high temperature of the fire immediately licked the iron ingot, the temperature in the hearth was still extremely high at this time, the terrible temperature erupted from the opening, the old blacksmith stood less than 1 meter away from the mouth of the hearth, closer than before, his majestic chest was scorched red by the heat, but his expression still did not change at all, and the hand holding the iron ingot did not tremble.

Seeing that the iron ingot began to change color again under the heat, the old blacksmith withdrew his hand, took back the iron ingot, put his hand on the iron felt, fixed it with iron tongs, and then took up the blacksmith's hammer.

Clang!

Dozens of pounds of hammer fell heavily on the iron ingot, a large spark immediately burst out from the iron ingot, scattered in all directions, some fell on the old blacksmith's bare arms and upper body, but not even a red dot remained, the old blacksmith's physique was at least above the level of black iron, at the same time, the iron ingot immediately flattened down, and the old blacksmith had already lifted the hammer, and another hammer fell.

A series of tinkling sounds sounded one after another, as if a good music was played, and those scattered sparks were like elves dancing with the music, at this moment, forging was no longer just forging, but became an art.

Langdon stood aside and watched quietly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

When the old blacksmith first came, he also watched the old blacksmith forge, and the old blacksmith at that time was only a senior blacksmith at most, but now, even if he doesn't care how many times he can do it, just looking at his series of actions at this time, Langdon can already be sure that he has broken through the bottleneck and become a real blacksmith master.

At this time, the number of shops in Yuanwang Town has exceeded 50, and less than half of them are opened by the lord's mansion, including blacksmith shops, taverns, restaurants, inns, tailor shops, alchemy workshops, etc., including a variety of production professionals, but among all the people, the old blacksmith is the first to reach the master level.

Langdon knew that this was related to the fact that he showed his hand in front of the old blacksmith before, but on the other hand, it also showed that the old blacksmith was indeed talented, and he was good enough in both eyesight and other aspects, otherwise, if he changed to someone else, not to mention that Langdon only showed his hand in front of them, even if he showed two, three, four, five or six hands, it is estimated that they would not be able to see why, let alone understand what to improve their professional level.

Soon, the rudiments of the longsword began to appear little by little under the old blacksmith's hammer, Langdon looked at it, walked up to Ridori, patted the young blacksmith on the shoulder, and said, "Go and learn from your master, and I'll come here." ”

Ridori was simply flattered, and there was a look of surprise on his face, but when he thought of the lord in front of him, he hesitated a little, and heard the old blacksmith shout: "Let the lord come, you can't control the heat!"

Ridori hurriedly let the blower out, for fear of mistaking the master's business, while Langdon walked a few steps and grasped the grip of the blower.

Over there, the iron ingot turned into a piece of iron, and then into a long and narrow shape, at this time, the old blacksmith suddenly turned to one side, and one stuffed the long sword into the hearth, and at the same time, Langdon pulled the grip and sent three full winds in a row, and the fire immediately rose again, and the long iron piece that had not yet cooled changed color instantly.

In five seconds, not half a minute in the morning and evening, the old blacksmith quickly withdrew the iron piece and put it on the iron felt, and the hammer fell again like raindrops.

The blacksmith's hammer still falls as fast as before, but more rhythmically and smoothly than before, and if it had been a minor key, it is now qualified to be a complete piece.

And under such a hammer, the iron sheet was rapidly deformed, and finally almost formed, but it was beaten into a thick iron piece by the old blacksmith himself, and then it became thinner again, and thickened again, and so on.

In this process, the sparks that had begun to decrease were actually more again, and several of the people present were professional, of course, knowing that this was a sign that more impurities were eliminated.

And Ridori, who was originally a little dazed, also realized in an instant, this is a stacking of refinements!

And at this time, the old blacksmith had already carried out 10 stacking on the piece of iron, and at this time, he still had extra strength, and said to Ridori: "With your ability, it is not a big problem to want to carry out such a stacking, but you kid still has some basic skills that have not been practiced, and I will teach you when you have practiced, and then look at it!"

When Ridori heard this, he didn't have time to be surprised, and hurriedly stared at his master, for fear of missing a single detail.

After 10 refinements, it was followed by a very smooth 10 refinements, which was already a level that only an intermediate blacksmith could do, and at this time, the old blacksmith suddenly let out a low sigh, and the muscles on his body swelled again to a degree visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, the speed of his hammer was more than 30% faster than before, and the power of each hammer was much stronger than before!

On the side, Ridori's eyes widened, he had followed the old blacksmith for so long, and it was the first time he had seen the old blacksmith like this.

It was only at this time that the old blacksmith really gave his full strength.

Bell Bell Bell ......

30 refining ......

Bell Bell Bell ......

39 refining ......

At this moment, the old blacksmith's face was not only serious, but even a little more sacred, he raised his hand, and the hammer fell!

Clang!

Sparks fly, the pieces of iron are intact, and although they are deformed, they change according to the will of the old blacksmith!

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