Pushing open the humble gate of the village, An Wenxuan walked briskly through the street, rushing all the way into the blacksmith shop that looked dilapidated outside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Blake, who was squatting in the corner and napping, saw An Wenxuan's appearance, and a faint surprise flashed in his eyes. He took a hard puff of cigarette, his face felt a little more awake, patted the dust on his body and got up and said, "I will come back two days earlier than I expected, what about the hundred-year-old ice iron?"

An Wenxuan untied the hundred-year-old ice iron on his back: "Uncle, your map is so well drawn, I was almost killed a hundred times by your map." ”

Blake squatted on the ground and looked at the hundred-year-old ice iron, and said without raising his eyelids: "Didn't you come back alive?" If you die, it means that you are not qualified to be a blacksmith, and you deserve to die." ”

What? Doesn't this teach blacksmiths? Why does it sound like teaching warriors? An Wenxuan raised his eyebrows and was just about to speak, when he saw the cigarette stick in Blake's hand pointing to the dilapidated thatched hut that looked like it might collapse at any time: "Enter the first bookshelf, the first book from the top position on the left, come to me after reading it." ”

"What's the matter? so mysterious?" An Wenxuan walked into the thatched hut in a self-muttered manner, and was immediately shocked by what he saw.

The room is full of bookshelves!

In a thatched hut that seemed to be ready to collapse at any time, there were so many books, An Wenxuan couldn't help but wonder if he had entered the Scripture Pavilion.

An Wenxuan took down the first bookshelf, the first book in the top position on the left, which was a thin booklet, which looked like it was only about a few dozen pages.

Blowing away the choking thick dust on it, the words on the cover of the booklet were finally revealed: "Illustrated Forging of Tiger Head Knife".

"Oh?" An Wenxuan hurriedly opened the booklet in his hand, the first page was the shape of the tiger's head knife, and the second page was about the relationship between the length of the weapon and its own strength.

Under normal circumstances, a three-foot-long and one-foot-wide tiger-headed knife will definitely be stronger than a five-foot-long and one-foot-wide tiger-headed knife.

If you want to make up for the length of the blade, you must thicken the blade to a certain extent, or choose a higher layer of material to increase the strength that the knife can withstand during combat.

After several pages of explanations of the strength of the sword, followed by the drawings of the Tiger Head Knife, almost every position indicates that the strength should be used when forging, and how many hammers should be used, which is the most suitable.

An Wenxuan looked carefully at the records in the book, and found that if he hadn't learned the thirty-six hammers of Dayan before, he had laid a very deep foundation for himself, and if he wanted to understand and learn the forging skills inside, he would not have half a year in a year, and he would never have basically mastered the technique of forging tiger head knives in only three hours like now.

An Wenxuan pulled out a copy of "Basic Analysis of Forging 1" from the bookshelf, this one is more about the general nature of the theory, such as the forging method of each weapon is different, it is not forging a shape, polishing it into a sharp blade, it is a weapon.

At best, it was a prop, not a real weapon!

An Wenxuan looked at the big exclamation mark, and suddenly found that he could actually feel Blake's emotions when he wrote this exclamation mark.

Looking at it next, the narrative behind it is even more eye-opening, Blake divides the requirements for the forge to make a weapon very carefully, not only with a variety of different coals, but also with the size of the bellows, as well as with the combination of various metals, and even the combination of weather and terrain.

After looking at it continuously, An Wenxuan was suddenly attracted by several big words: the forging of magic weapons!

It is rumored that whether it is a talisman or a magic guide, it will be called a magic weapon when it reaches the highest level, and it is not a weapon used by the so-called ethereal gods.

'A true divine craftsman can forge an invincible magic weapon with mortal iron!'

The vigorous and powerful big characters are like a war knife impacting An Wenxuan's heart, this sentence is not the first time I have seen it, I have seen it many times in the An family's book pavilion before, it is rumored that this is a proverb in the blacksmith world, but I didn't expect Blake to agree with this as well.

'Fart!' were extremely rude words that filled the entire second page. From these two huge words, An Wenxuan could feel Blake's anger at the previous sentence.

'All iron is all iron, and there is only one way to forge magic weapons, and only by using the best metals can you forge magic weapons!'

Therefore, as anyone who wants to become a god craftsman, you should see any fine metal and find a way to obtain it! Otherwise, you will regret it when you have no foundation for forging magic weapons and no metal, and you will be the greatest fool. ’

"Haven't you finished reading it yet?"

In the courtyard, Blake's impatient roar sounded, and An Wenxuan hurriedly put down "Forging Basic Analysis 1" and ran out of the hut quickly.

Blake raised his almost sleepy eyelids and looked at An Wenxuan: "The books inside, no one will rob you of them." In the future, you will have a lot of time to watch. Now, you should become a blacksmith. Beat these century-old glacial iron ore into iron essence, and then follow the "Tiger Head Knife Forging Diagram" you learned to build it. ”

An Wenxuan grabbed a piece of hundred-year-old pyrite and threw it in the fire, and it didn't take long to discover a problem, this is really a hundred-year-old pyrite, and the fire can't burn it.

There are not many kinds of charcoal in the yard, and An Wenxuan's only way is to pull the bellows as hard as he can.

The sound of the bellows twitched in the courtyard again and again, and after consuming all the martial fighting energy, An Wenxuan finally burned the hundred-year-old pyrite that could freeze people to death.

While using iron tongs to pinch out the hundred-year-old glacial iron ore, An Wenxuan sighed secretly.

The hammer in An Wenxuan's hand smashed on the hundred-year-old ice iron, and a piercing metal crisp sound and the powerful anti-shock force made him wake up violently.

The red-hot hundred-year-old glacial iron ore has turned into a cold appearance again, and the hammer just now is in vain.

Blake smoked his cigarette pouch and said leisurely: "A hundred years of ice iron, if it is not beaten in five seconds, it will change back to its original appearance." ”

"Don't say it sooner......" An Wenxuan was very troubled by Blake's education method of always deliberately letting himself hit the wall and make mistakes, and then correcting it, and continued to work on his furnace bellows, there is still a lot of time today, even if he can't build a weapon here, at least he will practice a few hammers first.

In the blacksmith shop, the monotonous sound of striking iron soon resumed, one after another, old Black continued to smoke his cigarette pouch in the corner of the yard, An Wenxuan saw his eyes, and always felt that this old man seemed to be hiding more secrets than himself.

It's another morning, ding-ding...... Bell ...... Ding Ding ...... Bell ......

In the early morning of the blacksmith shop, a series of incessant sounds of striking iron echoed over the backyard of the blacksmith shop, which seemed to be still sleeping.

An Wenxuan held the heavy hammer in his hand, and was engrossed in competing with a few iron embryos.

The morning sun slanted on An Wenxuan's body, making people feel that there was an illusion in their eyes, and it was not the young An Wenxuan who was standing in the courtyard waving and blowing, but the statue erected in front of the blacksmith union, the god craftsman Aoweilan!

A red-hot iron embryo, another red-hot iron embryo, and a third...... The fourth block...... Block 10......

The red-hot iron embryos were thrown on the anvil one by one, and then they were struck together by the hammer in An Wenxuan's hand, and the impurities in those iron embryos were shaken out by the splashes of sparks generated during the impact.

Ten iron embryos, if stacked together, are quite a pile of objects. The total volume of the ten iron embryos that had been fused together after An Wenxuan's forging blow was now even smaller than one iron embryo.

All of An Wenxuan's mental attention was on the iron embryo in front of him, and the hot air boiling between the exhalation and inhalation of the forging breathing method was not stopping, and the hammering of the Dayan hammer method quickly eliminated the impurities in the iron.

An Wenxuan hammered 100 catties of pig iron, but the iron essence forged was only one catty! This is not a 100 catties of iron ore forged into a catty of iron, but pig iron after the iron ore has been refined! It can already be used to make hoes, sickles, and even swords.

Everyone looked at An Wenxuan who was engrossed in shock, they had never seen such a terrible consumption of iron ore, nearly a thousand catties of pig iron were consumed in just one morning!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, but had heard such things from other people's mouths, people would have wondered if the other party hadn't woken up or was bragging, how could anyone in the world be able to turn thousands of catties of pig iron into nearly 10 catties of high-grade refined iron? Is this forging iron ore? Or is it eating iron ore?

An Wenxuan only did a few things, adding coals, frantically pulling the bellows, and then he kept swinging the huge hammer, again and again, and half a moment without stopping against the pile of iron ore.

"Eleventh Iron Essence ......" An Wenxuan happily put down the newly forged iron essence, reached out to grab the pig iron's five fingers and suddenly grabbed the air, only to find that the pig iron pile beside him had already been completely empty.

"Gone?" An Wenxuan looked at the pile of pig iron that was still like a hill in the morning, but now it was completely empty, his brows furrowed slightly, he only cared about forging a weapon, and unconsciously used up all this pile of pig iron.

Little Lori happened to lead the dwarven warriors back from mining, so she poured all the iron ore to An Wenxuan.

An Wenxuan looked at the pile of pig iron that fell under his feet, his chest was slightly hot, and he didn't know if it was the slight heat caused by the hot gas inhaled by the forging breathing method rotating in the veins, or the slight heat caused by the support of the blacksmith shop, but he secretly made up his mind that he must create a talisman to repay the little Lori.

The hammer was raised again, and the sound of metal colliding and flying sparks became the main theme in the yard for a while.

After lunch, I continued to strike iron until late at night, until all the three truckloads of iron ore were beaten into iron essence.

Little Lori played with the unusual metal in her hand, guessing left and right what it was, how was it so different from the usual fine iron?

Little Lori took advantage of the twilight to come to dinner, and asked in a low voice An Wenxuan, who had consumed almost all of his martial fighting qi and forging breathing power due to excessive fatigue: "What is this?"

"This. An Wenxuan smiled: "It's an iron spirit." ”

When the ...... The shiny iron essence slipped from Xiao Lori's hand and fell to the ground, and she rolled all the way to the stove before stopping rolling, she looked at An Wenxuan blankly, and her whole mind was blank.

Iron essence! It only exists in dwarven legends, and I have never seen it myself, and it is said that only Fu soldiers will add a special and superb material iron essence! Iron essence is not at the same conceptual level as refined iron? Even if it is pure refined iron, it is like an iron essence like a clod of earth and stone bricks in front of the iron essence?

"You ......"

"Lori. An Wenxuan whispered: "Learn to forge with Uncle Black, and you will become the ...... of the new generation of dwarven goddess craftsmen."

After dinner at the blacksmith shop, An Wenxuan rested in the hammock in the backyard, looked up at the sunset on the horizon, and felt the little bit of martial fighting energy regenerated in his body.

After a day of frenzied forging iron essence, An Wenxuan felt that when he used the forging breathing method, the amount of heat that could be stored in his body seemed to increase compared to before, and even the martial fighting qi was also increasing.

The stars replaced the sunset, An Wenxuan jumped out of the hammock with his arm that had regained his strength, and at night in the trial space, the streets were usually very calm, except for a few taverns with noisy sounds, and only the guards at the entrance of the village were populated.

Several unscrupulous shouts sounded from across the street, An Wenxuan frowned slightly and looked at the three people walking towards him in the distance, they were holding wine bottles in their hands, supporting each other and staggering forward.

"Drunk so early?" An Wenxuan raised his eyebrows to look at the moon in the sky, in the past, at this time, the drunkards were only drunk to the high cao, and it would be two hours before the drunkards appeared on the street.

"Whew...... Oh...... I am the greatest adventure king in the Continent of the Gods......"

"I am the greatest warrior ......"

"I am the king! All the beauties belong to me......"

The drunken shouts constantly echoed over the streets. An Wenxuan raised his hand to cover his nose and sped up his pace, secretly shaking his head and smiling helplessly, this kind of drunk and crazy person is usually a person who lives unexpectedly on weekdays......

Wrong!

An Wenxuan suddenly felt a sense of murderous intent! His eyes opened rapidly, his right foot and ankle on the ground twisted rapidly with the explosion of martial fighting energy, and his body flashed to the side like a whip flicking out of thin air!

At the moment when An Wenxuan stepped on the ground, a snow-bright sword light suddenly erupted in the dark night, and the brilliant sword light reflected the cold light of the three moons in the sky, blooming with the killing intent of the cold forest!

"Huh?" An Wenxuan raised the corner of his eyes, and his gaze swept over the warrior who was still drunk just now, and in the blink of an eye, one by one the vigorous warriors turned their heads to the side!

A sneak attack with a knife and an arrow missed, and the three soldiers were stunned at the same time, they didn't believe that this designed trap was actually avoided by An Wenxuan, and the opponent's skills were so strong?

Why? Want to kill me? An Wenxuan's mind flashed with incomprehensible thoughts, but his body did not stop at all, his left foot kicked the ground violently, and his shoes rubbed against the ground and made a 'chirp' sound, like the screams of some rat before he died, and his whole body rushed up against the knife with a huge counterthrust!

Isn't this kid afraid of death? The third warrior raised his two eyebrows high to express surprise, people will have a timid instinct when they are really in danger, even if they have a rich family with a quality beyond ordinary people's hearts, they often play abnormally at critical moments without really experiencing life and death, and the sixth-order martial artists who have killed people are sometimes inferior to the sixth-order martial artists who have killed people in life-and-death battles.

A fierce smile cracked into the corner of the third warrior's mouth, then let you die! The right arm he caught suddenly strengthened! The seventh-order fighting spirit with the wolf tooth knife almost set off a trace of sword wind, he is a warrior who has really killed people! Even if you are an eighth-order and ninth-order martial artist, you tender melon......

An Wenxuan saw that the third soldier immediately drew his sword and slashed after a moment of surprise, and took two steps under his feet, his body swaying slightly from side to side like catkins, making it difficult to guess which way he was going to dodge.

What kind of strange combat technique is this? The third soldier couldn't touch An Wenxuan's sideways, and with a slight hesitation in his heart, the speed of the wolf tooth knife in his hand suddenly decreased a lot, and he suddenly saw An Wenxuan's eyes, and his body couldn't help but shudder!

The sea of blood! murderous aura! so strong that it was almost a real murderous aura! made the third warrior's entire body slam in an instant, and the instinct between life and death made him want to choose to retreat.

He had seen this kind of look once, that was in the Kagal Mountains, and An Wenxuan had no fear in his eyes when he faced the Earth Spirit Python, and there was only excitement in the killing.

In that battle, the third soldier followed the regiment commander into the battle and escaped by pretending to be dead. But An Wenxuan's fierce eyes became his nightmare.

The difference between life and death is the difference between heaven and earth, An Wenxuan stretched out his five fingers and suddenly grasped the wrist of the third warrior, and the powerful power and martial fighting spirit exploded at the same time!

Click...... The third warrior's wrist bone was crushed alive, and the pain was so intense that he let out a scream of pain, and he could no longer hold the wolf tooth knife in his hand.

An Wenxuan caught the wolf tooth knife with his left hand, and slashed upwards with his backhand! The target was the first warrior to shoot the knife, and he was also the strongest seventh-order warrior among the three!

The lightning of the swift and fierce backhand knife came, and the warrior who was the first to make a sneak attack did not have time to mobilize his whole body to defend against this knife, and the wolf tooth knife in his hand was raised to the lower abdomen position, wanting to block it first......

The moment the two knives collided, the warrior felt a huge force through the wolf tooth knife, directly impacting his arms and wrists, as if some brute force type of demonic beast, dragging his arms upwards and in the direction behind him, revealing a large space in his chest.

An Wenxuan put his feet on the ground, twisted his body and sent the strength to his back to lift the knife with all his might! The wolf tooth knife pierced directly into the opponent's body without stopping, and then climbed all the way up and cut! Directly cut the opponent's upper body in half, and the blood sprayed high into the night sky like groundwater.