Cingio Blacksmith. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Rodin gave the Seal Stone to the old blacksmith.

At that time, all the materials needed to reforge Elwyn were ready.

The Baruma Moon Mine, the Heart Gem, and the Seal Stone glowed differently in the scorching light of the furnace, and the old man's gray beard trembled slightly, caressing their hard edges with emotion.

"It's been ten years, and the old man hasn't created a good sword that can be called a fine product for ten years, and this old bone is about to rust, and I don't know how much strength is left. ”

He suddenly turned to look directly at Rodin, and asked self-deprecatingly, "Boy, did you really decide to let the old man reforge Erwin for you? ”

Rodin smiled heartily, "You can always let go and do it, if the reforge fails, it can only be considered my bad life, and I am not worthy of that weapon." ”

"Just have your words!"

There was a hint of determination in Hingio's cloudy eyes.

"This time to recast Erwin, I must quit everything and go all out!"

"From today onwards, the Singio blacksmith shop is temporarily closed, and the old man will sit here to concentrate on forging swords, and the sword will not be sworn out!"

"Boy, during this time, the old man's sister still needs you to take care of her, she is old, take good care of her for me!"

The old man's expression was extremely solemn, and his words seemed to be explaining the aftermath, and Rodin secretly thought that his life was still in danger of recasting Erwin, and his heart swelled with a little unease.

He didn't want an accident to happen to this venerable old man.

"Is it a lot of work to reforge Elwin, how long do you have to go into retreat, do you need me to help?"

Singio was quite disdainful when he heard this,

"Hmph! How can you, a layman, help you, in the affairs of the casting master, don't mix it blindly. Go see Una more for the old man, and don't forget the debt you owe to the old man, when the time comes, you can't bring the money, don't think about taking the sword!"

"As for the duration of the retreat, it is conservatively estimated to be about a month. ”

Rodin and Akama beside him were stunned and asked uncertainly,

"You mean to lock yourself in the blacksmith for a month, without eating, drinking, or sleeping?"

The old man blew his beard and glared and shouted, "Stupid! Do you think that you can still cast a sword for three days, catch fish for two days, dry for two days, and rest for two days? The whole forging process must not allow the slightest mistake or pause, and the old man must strictly control it at all times. ”

"Then there is no need to be so perverted, even from the perspective of elves, you have entered the twilight of your life, and it is inevitable that your physical strength will decline, can your body really bear it?"

Rodin was still unwilling.

The old man didn't care, and said proudly with a wave of his big hand,

"Not to mention not eating, drinking, or sleeping for a month, when the old man was just promoted to the silver rank, he once retreated for half a year. When you are tired, you will polish the power of your bloodline as a rest, and when you are hungry, you will use your spirit whiskers to capture the free spirit children to satisfy your hunger. So forgetting to sleep and eating, day and night, Fang cast that pinnacle work. This retreat was nothing more than a warm-up activity. ”

Rodin was silent, and Akama on the side asked curiously,

"How powerful is the body of the Silver Force?"

"Girl, you are a wizard, you should know that even if you are based on spiritual power, your physical body will be superordinarily strengthened after entering the realm of great witches. And the strength is based on the body, and the body is strengthened more thoroughly after entering the silver stage. ”

"Rodin boy, the silver level is a threshold, when you reach this realm, you will naturally understand what the old man said today. ”

"Don't eat, don't drink, don't sleep, even the so-called cultivation of the earth's true valley is nothing more than that. ”

Eventually, the old man stubbornly drove the two out of the blacksmith shop and locked the door.

"To be able to cast a proud work again, even if he can't break through to the master craftsman in this life, the old man has no regrets. ”

Seeing the old man's resolute expression in the end, Rodin couldn't let go.

"Old man Hingio is a lot older, and he still fights so hard. It's scary to think about, it's been a whole month, how hard is it to be safe for such a long time? What if something happens to him...... Didn't I do it?"

"No," said Akama earnestly, "warriors die in battle, and craftsmen are obsessed with their craft. As a master caster, sword forging is his vocation and destiny, and no one can change it. Just like if my sister dies in a witchcraft experiment one day, she will not have any complaints. You don't have to feel guilty at all. ”

"Well, I hope everything is well!"

Rodin took a deep look at the old door of the blacksmith shop and turned to leave.

......

In the blacksmith's shop.

Inside the blazing furnace, the red-hot steel flow rushes freely.

A four-foot-long white-gold sword embryo slept quietly in it, and for more than ten years since the furnace was opened, it was baptized and washed by the surrounding sea of flames that was enough to melt steel, becoming more and more pure.

Today, for the first time in history, Hingio has brought it back to life.

The old man cherished and took out the platinum sword embryo from the boiling furnace inch by inch. It seems that there is a thousand pounds under his hands.

The sword embryo burst out of the furnace, and in an instant a series of sizzling explosions erupted, and a large amount of white smoke rolled and swirled, as if even the air was screaming in its high temperature!

The white-gold sword embryo was completely revealed, and I don't know how many times the surface of the polished surface showed layers of overlapping wonderful moire, but it was a little more primitive and wild than the finished product.

The old man stared at it with unspeakable affection, and whispered to it as if he were whispering to a lover.

"Old man, I have wronged you for more than ten years, and today I have finally collected the last few materials, and after the final stage of casting, you can go outside to see a new world. I just don't know if that kid is qualified to be your master?"

After speaking, the old man fixed the sword embryo on the iron felt with one hand, held the casting hammer with the other, and took a deep breath.

What an inhuman lung capacity, but to see that his originally majestic chest was once again expanded outward, bulging high, like a humanoid explosive bear.

Immediately after a crisp sound of "Zheng ......", the hammer was raised high, and it fell down fiercely to strike the sword embryo, and the brilliant sparks splashed on his sweaty body, and he suddenly opened his mouth and poured out at the sword embryo.

"Whew-" The exhalation was as deep as a dragon, and a gust of wind seemed to blow in the entire blacksmith shop, and the blades on the weapon racks were sounded by the bells.

And what he exhaled was not ordinary body exhaust, but the power of blood!

In an instant, a stream of crimson flames erupted from the old man's mouth, and the fire snake wrapped around the sword embryo.

Cautery, smelting.

The sword embryo let out a pleasant moan.

Forge a sword with the power of blood, this is the means of a swordsmith!

His expression was solemn, as if he was performing a sacred ceremony.

After a few moments, the fiery snake rested for a moment, and he began hammering the sword embryo again. And so on and so forth, forming a cycle.

And the sword embryo gradually produced indescribable changes.

It's like the ancient beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years lurking in it is slowly waking up!