"To this day, I still don't know if I made the right decision. ”

The fire in the stove was blazing, and Canglan casually threw the book on the table. There was a hammer on the edge of the table, and the book was slanted on it, and when he accidentally touched the table, the book slipped and fell to the ground.

Canglan didn't have the heart to tidy up, there were too many things scattered on the ground, but it was good to leave some place for him to put his feet. As long as it doesn't affect the action, Canglan thinks so.

After avoiding the debris on the ground, Canglan walked to the stove. There are two ores on the tool table, one large and one small, one black and one white. Canglan picked up the black piece and put it in the furnace to heat it until it melted, and then picked up the white piece, surrounded by a trace of thunder. The ore was placed in the boiling liquid and continued to be heated, and after a while, the hot liquid began to arc in bursts, and the crackling sound was also intertwined with the sound of the liquid tumbling.

Canglan takes out the liquid and cools it to a solid state. Put it in the furnace fire again and heat it until it turns red, then take it out and start forging it with a hammer, and each hammer drop will splash countless electric lights.

The solids are cooled again, reheated again in the furnace fire, and then forged. After repeating this process dozens of times, the outline of a sword is formed. After heating the sword body to red for the last time, Canglan immersed the scorching sword body in a vat of liquid next to it, and the sound of the hot metal touching the cold liquid was endless.

After taking out the sword and putting it aside, Canglan wiped the sweat from his head and prepared to rest, when he turned around and there was a man standing behind him.

The man was tall, with long hair, a cloth belt on his head, and a long sword behind his back.

"Are you busy?" said the man.

"Almost, take a break, tired. ”

This man's name is Ji, and he is a good friend of Canglan in the Cape of the Sea.

Canglan asked, "Isn't there still some time before the holidays?"

The man stretched, "There's a mission here." ”

If the vicissitudes of life are divided into several stages, it is now the third part of him.

The vicissitudes of childhood were spent in a village, and the people and things in my memory were already very vague, and I could still dream of them occasionally in my dreams. With the scene in the dream, Canglan could probably guess that life was not harmonious at that time, and it seemed that someone was dying every day.

The second stage is from the perspective of the sea, and most of Canglan's memories are about that island. He was a resident of that island. On the island, Canglan had a master, who was a master of forging weapons, that is, this person adopted him, and from that time Canglan followed the master to learn to forge weapons, until he was fifteen years old.

That year, the master left the Cape of the Sea with Canglan and arrived at the current place - a small cabin deep in the mountains.

"This is where I used to live, and from now on you will practice here, and you will have to forge at least one weapon every day, and you will not be allowed to leave this realm without my consent. After leaving this sentence, Canglan's master left, and never appeared again. For three years, Canglan often made some weapons and sold them in nearby towns to ensure a minimum of life. The ore left by the master is sufficient, but the consumption of three years has also reduced the ore left a lot. Occasionally, someone will come to the door and ask Canglan to help make weapons, but this is relatively rare, and other than that, only the disease will come to see him during the holidays.

Canglan greeted the living room.

The living room is not big, and a few chairs are simply placed, because no one has sat down for a long time. Canglan was about to wipe it with a cloth, but was stopped by the disease.

He said that he had come to Zhuling Forest to carry out a mission, and he would rush back before noon, so that Canglan would not have to bother.

"When my mission is over, come back to the Cape of the Sea with me, you haven't been back for three years, and everyone misses you very much. ”

"Nope. ”

The master's orders have always been obeyed, and the farthest is to the nearby town of Qingyan, let alone back to the Cape of the Sea.

Ji obviously didn't plan to give up like this, "Don't listen to your master, he hasn't been on the island for the past few years, and he doesn't know where to go." He left you here, and he didn't even see anyone, and he didn't let you go to the royal city with me, what can you do if you stay in this place, you see you are now a blacksmith through and through. ”

Canglan smiled bitterly, "I was originally a blacksmith." ”

"I'll go back to the royal city after the mission is completed, and then I'll come back to you, and then we'll go back together. ”

Canglan shook his head, began to talk to himself, and left after a while.

After returning to the workshop, Canglan took out the half-finished sword and prepared to start further processing. Canglan first polished the iron sword, and then added some decorations. At noon, the sword was finally built.

While eating, Canglan found that there was not much food left. Living alone, although the demand for food is not large, in order to prevent waste, Canglan will not buy too much at a time. For him, the days are the same day by day, and the difference is not felt, but the reduction in food tells Canglan that time is indeed going.

Canglan is ready to go to the town.

Qingyan Town's prosperity is not for nothing.

Located in the southern part of the Karen Kingdom, the Juling Forest is the largest uninhabited area, full of wild beasts and abundant resources.

A place where risks and opportunities coexist always attracts a lot of people, and a large number of adventurers are also attracted to this place, and the kingdom has also arranged a lot of garrisons around the mountain range, on the one hand, to ensure the safety of the surrounding people, and on the other hand, to develop the mountain range. At the same time, there are several relatively large transfer stations around, and the place to supply resources to these transfer stations is Qingyan Town, which is where Canglan is going.

Qingyan Town has slowly evolved from a small village, and the change of house style is easy to see. Most of the houses are stony, some are old, and some flowers and plants grow in the gap between the stones, which are not showy, but they are very beautiful. Residential areas are mainly located in the east. As for the adventurers, the merchants are mainly concentrated in the northern part of the Juling Mountains, so people call it the North District. There are many types of materials in the North District, and ordinary mercenary groups and caravans will stop here.

But Canglan did not choose to go to the North District, where prices are very high.

There is a shop in the residential area that Canglan often goes to, and the owner also knows Canglan after coming and going. I bought some food that was almost enough to eat for half a month, and it cost thirty kuluns, Canglan took the things and prepared to go home. In other words, he will also visit the nearby weapon shops and bookstores, which are also some of his usual hobbies.

The time is limited, and Canglan does not stay too much, but even if he trots all the way, it is close to evening when he arrives home, and the sun is almost completely obscured by several peaks of the Zhuling Mountains, only a little trace is exposed, and a few birds are also interested in returning to the nest.

Just when Canglan was about to sigh that the day had passed, a middle-aged man sat abruptly at his home, holding a book and looking at it.

"Uncle, is there anything wrong with you?" Canglan put the things he bought on the chair, trying to be as polite as possible.

The man didn't answer the question, but showed Canglan the book that originally belonged to Canglan, "Do you think this book is good?"

Canglan felt inexplicable, but still replied: "It's pretty good." ”

"Pretty good, aren't you sure it's good-looking?"

"It's beautiful!"

Uncle nodded, "Vision!"

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Canglan asked again.

"I'm so hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Nope!"

"I saw it all, the one on the chair was eating. With that, the uncle put down the book, walked to the chair with the food, and stood in front of the uncle.

"Don't get in my way!"

This time Canglan was really angry.

"Uncle, if you're okay, I'm going to ask you out. ”

The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Really, Luo Yao didn't dare to ask me out. ”

Canglan couldn't help but tremble, Luo Yao was his master.

"Do you know my master?"

The man returned to his original position and sat down again.

"Luo Yao asked me to bring you a message, go to Zhuling Forest to find a piece of Wuling Iron, and then help me make a dagger. ”

"Master, where is he now?"

"The last time I saw him was at the Cape of the Sea, I don't know now, can I eat now?"

Canglan went to the kitchen to cook a little food, and during the meal, he asked the man a few questions about the master, but he didn't know anything else, if he couldn't say the master's name, Canglan would have suspected him of being a liar.

After the meal, the man went to take a bath, while Canglan went outside to blow the night breeze.

Although it is still a long way from the main peak of the Juling Mountains, the nearby mountains still look majestic enough. Today is the end of the month, and the moon has turned into a crescent, rising from one side, and the soft moonlight shines on the trees and leaves shadows on the ground, the trees are not dense, and the moon shadows are sparse.

Canglan has mixed feelings.

In the past three years, the master's only instructions have been passed on through others. Could it be that this is an assessment, and after completing it, can you leave this place? Canglan thought about it a lot, but soon found that it was meaningless, no matter what, he could only complete this task well.

At this time, the man had already taken a shower and came out.

"How's your life here?"

The thought of the fugue was pulled back by the man's deep voice, "It's okay, it's beautiful here." ”

The man nodded.

"It's true that it's beautiful, it's just a bit monotonous. You've been here for three years, haven't you?"

"Almost. For three years, Canglan silently recited in his heart.

"There's no idea of going out. The world is big, so why bother in this small place. ”

Canglan was silent, and at this time, a flock of unknown names flew by, but nothing was left but their calls.

The man patted Canglan on the shoulder, "Think about it, I'm leaving, I'll come back to get my dagger in half a month, pay attention to safety." ”

"It's getting dark, will you leave tomorrow?"

"No!"

"I'll send you?"

"No!"

"Uncle, what's your name?"

The man waved his hand, and gradually disappeared into the darkness, and Canglan kept watching him go away, when another man appeared in the darkness.

"The Zhuling Mountains are still too dangerous. The man after that said.

"Are you afraid that your beloved disciple will be in danger?"

"I'm really scared. ”

"Rest assured. The man who was called Uncle looked back at the little light in the woods in the distance, "He can." ”

The night was a little darker again.

Canglan's residence was on a small hillside, with several peaks in the Zhuling Mountains at its back. It may seem like it's not far from the mountains, but it's a few hours of walking if you actually have to walk. Generally speaking, before going to the Zhuling Mountains, they will choose to settle at the transit station, but Canglan will only waste half a day in vain if they do this.

After the uncle left last night, Canglan packed up his things, a long sword made of dark iron, a longbow, and a bag of arrows, about twenty or so, of which ten were made of Mithril. There was also some food, a small pickaxe, some rope and other things that might be used.

Even though these things had already been prepared, Canglan still didn't set off, he was waiting for a guest.

This guest came to him the day before yesterday and commissioned Canglan to make a sword, which was the one Canglan completed yesterday, and the agreed time to pick up the goods was this morning.

After waiting for a while, a man who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old appeared from the forest, and Canglan handed the sword to the man.

"I'll take a look, it's not bad. ”

The man first touched the sword body, and then injected magic power slightly, and in an instant, the thunder light on the sword body scattered. The man nodded, satisfied.

"Yes, that's the pay. The man took out fifty kuluns and handed them to Canglan.

"You don't need so much, the dark iron and thunder ore are all produced by yourself, and I can take forty kulun. ”

"You're welcome, take it all. The man put away his sword, saw the package prepared by Canglan, and asked, "Are you going out?"

Canglan put the longbow on his back, "I'm going to the Zhuling Mountains." ”

"That's a coincidence, I'm going too, you're going in that direction. ”

"Butterfly Wing Rift. ”

"The Butterfly Wing Rift, that's very deep, if you pass through the Falling Cavern, we can take care of it together. ”

Luoyan Cave was indeed on the route planned by Canglan, so the two walked together, and on the way, the man said that his name was Qishan, and at the same time, Qishan also said that he used to be a swordsmith, but later gave up.

"Apprentice only. The man was a little lost.

"Why did you give up?"

"There is no way, at that time, my parents died, and I was the only one left, and I happened to encounter a mercenary group recruiting people, so I joined. The matter of forging the sword was slowly put down. Your master is Luo Yao, I used to live near here, but there is no one in that village now, just in that direction. ”

Qishan pointed out a direction to Canglan, who remembered that there was indeed a deserted village there.

"I used to secretly go to Master Luo Yao's house to look through his notebook, and finally knew that he didn't live here, so I blatantly went to look at it. But I didn't learn much. ”

"Those are the notes of the master's early years. ”

As the conversation deepened, the conversation gradually turned to the aspect of magic sword. As the name suggests, magic sword forging is to use only magic power to complete all the steps of sword casting, which is very difficult. When Qishan asked if Canglan had mastered it, Canglan was a little embarrassed.

"It's not well mastered. ”

Qi Shan didn't ask anymore, "Master Luo Yao's sword-forging technique is definitely relatively difficult to learn, and this is not in a hurry." ”

In the evening, the two of them had already come to the edge of the Zhuling Mountain Range, and once they really entered the Zhuling Mountain Range, it meant danger, so the two stopped moving forward and built a fire on the spot. Qishan grabbed a rabbit from the woods.

"What are you looking for?"

"Wuling Tie," Canglan replied.

"No wonder you're going to the Butterfly Wing Rift, this thing is Wuling Iron, although it's not very useful, it's quite rare. ”

Canglan took a bite of rabbit meat, and it tasted good.

"What are you here for? ”

"Find someone. ”

Qishan was lying on the ground, looking at the sky, the crescent moon was a little smaller than yesterday, and a few thin clouds were faintly visible.