"Now you can finally help me!" Jin Lao muttered casually. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Help? Nie Feng was a little confused for a while, hadn't he been helping Jin Lao forge swords all the time? Although this time was almost all his learning process, he obeyed Jin Lao's arrangement anyway and did what Jin Lao asked for, could it be that this was not help?

Could it be that the help in Jin Lao's mouth is not this?

"I want to forge a high-grade iron sword!, and now I can't do it independently!" As if sensing Nie Feng's doubts, Jin Lao's eyes were slightly dim.

Nie Feng has now reached the level of "teacher", so Jin Lao Fang only said his plan, of course, if Nie Feng is not qualified, this matter can only be stopped, but after seeing Nie Feng's talent in sword casting, the flame of hope in Jin Lao's heart, which was originally a little dim, gradually has an upward trend.

This is a wish that he has been unable to realize for nearly five years, this wish has almost made him sleepless and unable to eat, but although he can forge an iron sword that is infinitely close to the top grade, God seems to be joking with him, the top grade iron sword is always seen through the fog, dimly visible, but it is impossible to reach.

"Maybe this son can help me!" Jin Lao had already had this idea in his heart.

In addition to the high-grade iron materials, the earth spirit iron, anode wire, hard mountain wood, and quenched snow beads are also indispensable, and a little "ancient mountain heart fire gold" is also added.

Ancient Mountain Heart Fire Gold, a special material originating from the depths of the ancient mountain range, is a must-have item for making treasure-level swords. This kind of material, which originally belonged to the priceless thing, was obtained by chance from a foreign businessman.

Originally, the top-grade iron sword couldn't use the Gushan Heart Fire Gold at all, because the top-grade iron sword couldn't be called a treasure, so it was a bit of a tyrannical thing anyway, but in order to realize his wish, Jin Lao couldn't care about it at this moment.

Nie Feng's task is to assist Jin Lao in observing and analyzing the heat and timing, to ensure that every step is in place, and one more point or less point may lead to ultimate failure, so this task seems simple, but in fact, it consumes mental and physical strength abnormally.

However, to Jin Lao's satisfaction, Nie Feng's performance in this regard was not even much worse than him, so at a critical juncture, when Jin Laoshi was difficult to withdraw, Nie Feng's role was highlighted.

The pale white flames rose up, and the dark sword blank had gradually turned red, and when the crimson was stable and there was occasionally a little white light, Jin Lao quickly clamped it up, put it on the anvil and beat it lightly, but after less than ten hits, Jin Lao's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Hmph!" A thick grumbling voice came out, and Jin Lao casually threw the sword blank into the bucket.

"Failed?" Nie Feng was very strange, everything was well controlled just now, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't fail, but Jin Lao's gloomy expression was clearly in front of him.

Jin Lao was in a dull mood, sat on the side without saying a word, and hung his head slightly and fell into deep thought.

When the sword blank began to take shape, Jin Lao could observe the texture of the sword blank through the black oxide scale, which was the effect of the sword marrow, Nie Feng didn't have Jin Lao's ability, seeing Jin Lao at this moment, he didn't know what to say, he groaned slightly for a moment, Nie Feng walked to the bucket and fished out the cooled sword blank.

Polishing off the black skin, Nie Feng used the ability to enter the sword marrow, and at this time, he also touched the threshold of the sword marrow, so he didn't have a headache like before.

There was still a golden barrier in front of him, but the golden light at this time was brighter, and parallel golden stripes lay across it, much thicker than the previous low-grade sword, and the edges of the original silver-white cell-like beads were also dyed a light gold at this time.

This sword is much higher in quality than the previous one, and according to Nie Feng's judgment, it may have entered the middle grade, of course, it is still much worse than the top grade in Jin Lao's mouth. The real high-grade iron sword is to completely cover the sword body with golden light, without leakage, that is, to completely disappear the silver white color and turn into gold.

"What's the reason?" Nie Feng muttered to himself.

"Come again!" Jin Lao's thin back stood up again.

Another three days have passed, and Jin Lao's originally cautious expression is now thickly covered with a layer of iron blue, and there is no doubt that this time it has failed again.

Nie Feng still used the old method to observe the texture of the sword, and the iron sword at this time was still at the mid-grade level, but the golden light at the edge of the silver-white bead was more intense.

Jin Lao listened to Nie Feng's suggestion and suspended the casting of the high-grade iron sword, and turned to casting the medium-grade iron sword for a period of time.

Jin Lao also understood what Nie Feng meant, firstly, to make him feel better, after all, the sword-casting process requires extreme patience and prudence, with a hint of dullness, it will definitely have an impact on the sword-casting process, and secondly, through the casting of medium-grade iron swords, it also allows Jin Lao and Nie Feng to carefully analyze every detail in the process, and strive to be helpful when casting high-grade iron swords.

Ten days later, the two started again.

But helplessly, in the end, it still ended in failure.

......

One day two months later.

"Could it be that God won't allow me to succeed?" Jin Lao's muttering voice was full of deep resentment and sorrow.

Nie Feng on the side couldn't help but feel a sense of injustice and desolation in his heart.

Yes, what's the matter, everything that should be done has been done, and everything that should be careful has been taken care of, but why can't even see the shadow of the top-grade sword until now! There is not much fire gold left in the ancient mountain's heart, if it is completely consumed this time, I don't know how long it will be to cast the top-grade iron sword next time, looking at Jin Lao's few strands of white hair dancing in the wind, Nie Feng really felt bad in his heart, but he really couldn't help much.

"Is there really some kind of step missing?" this is the question that Nie Feng has been thinking about for a while now.

If there was really a lack of some kind of step, it would be absolutely impossible for Jin Lao to successfully cast the top-grade iron sword, obviously at this moment, only this reason makes sense.

But what steps are missing?

At this point, it is completely beyond Nie Feng's ability, if he is asked to find out and make up for the missing steps, I am afraid that even if he is put in the oil pot and squeezed, he will definitely not be able to squeeze anything useful. I had no choice but to see what Jin Lao did. But it is obvious that Jin Lao is now angry.

"Come again!" Jin Lao's voice sounded again.

"Jin Lao, we have already cast three in a row, do you want to rest for a few days?" Nie Feng was very uncomfortable when he saw Jin Lao's appearance, so he could only comfort Jin Lao in this way, and he also knew that even if he cast it again after a few days, it was very likely that it would still be a failure.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jin Lao's voice had a slight hint of anger, but the firmness in his voice seemed to be as clear as a bone.

There is no way, in these aspects, Nie Feng can only obey Jin Lao's arrangement.

This time it still took three days, and the sword blank was finally about to take shape, staring at the sword blank in the firelight, Jin Lao's bloodshot eyes did not blink. In the past three days, Jin Lao has hardly rested for a moment, no matter how Nie Feng advises, Jin Lao can't listen to it at all, looking at his current concentration, it seems that what is being smelted in the fire is not a sword blank, but himself.

The sword blank was clamped out again, but Jin Lao's first hammer was missed, and I don't know if it was due to overfatigue that caused a trance, this hammer rubbed the skin of Jin Lao's left arm when it fell, and a large piece of skin and flesh fell on the sword blank with a "poof" sound.

"Jin Lao?" Nie Feng ran over in a little panic, "Jin Lao, are you okay?"

"Alas, people are old and useless!" Jin Lao waved his hand slightly, threw away the hammer and sword blank, and sat down on the spot.

At this time, Nie Feng had already taken the abrasive cloth and wound medicine.

"Alas......" A long sigh was full of vicissitudes and sadness after the hope was shattered. Nie Feng could only listen quietly, he was indeed at a loss for a long time.

Imitated before, Nie Feng fished out the sword blank, this has formed his habit, through this nearly 100 times of practice, his spirit into the sword essence of the introductory kung fu has become more and more proficient, although it is still a lot away from the realm of Xiaocheng, but this does not hinder his interest in using this ability, he very much hopes to find clues from these discarded sword blanks, so as to help the depressed old man in front of him.

Grinding off the black skin, the golden sword body was exposed, and Nie Feng's gaze quickly sneaked into the texture of the sword body.

It was still a golden barrier, still a thicker golden stripe, "Huh?" Nie Feng couldn't help but be surprised, because he found that a small part of the silver-white beads, which originally only showed golden light at the edges, had now turned almost completely golden.

"Jin Lao, look at it, it seems to be different!" Nie Feng handed over the sword blank.

Jin Lao's cloudy eyes showed a trace of doubt, he took the sword blank and looked at it carefully, his divine sword essence skill was much stronger than Nie Feng's, so soon, Jin Lao's face changed, and he immediately fell into deep thought.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and suddenly Jin Lao's figure stood up with a "pout".

"Haha, I understand! I finally understand! God will not stop me......"

Jin Lao's excited voice trembled with a slight hint of excessive excitement, like a sharp sword, penetrating the air and the obstacle in the middle, and instantly penetrated into Nie Feng's ear, causing the latter to be stunned under the slight pain in his eardrum.

"Has Jin Lao found a problem?" Nie Feng seemed to be infected by Jin Lao, and his face began to relax, although he still didn't know what Jin Lao understood, he had a feeling that things had taken a turn for the better.

"Come again!" Jin Lao seemed to have swept away all the gloom at this moment, and regained his original composure and caution.

Everything is as usual, and in the past three days, Jin Lao still has not had the slightest rest, in the beating firelight, Jin Lao's eyes have already turned red, but his face is not only not full of exhaustion, on the contrary, with the progress of the sword-forging process, it gradually reveals extremely strong excitement and expectation.

There won't be a problem with Jin Lao's sanity, right? Or did he really find a way? Nie Feng's heart was full of questions and worries.

The sword blank was formed again, and the golden veteran pinned it out. But he didn't pick up the hammer head as before, but looked at the crimson sword body slightly, and smacked his lips, "This is the key at this moment, I will definitely succeed!" Jin Lao roared angrily.

Immediately, Nie Feng's eyes couldn't help but tremble, because he found that Jin Lao had bitten his wrist, and the blood was gurgling out, and the blood did not drip on the ground, but was completely soaked on the surface of the sword body, and the sound of "snorting" continued to sound, and the fiery temperature had already evaporated the moisture in the blood, and the air was filled with a fishy smell of blood.

"Jin Lao, what's wrong with you? You're injured!" Nie Feng's panicked voice had a hint of crying, because he found that Jin Lao's sanity had gone out of order, and after this period of getting along, Nie Feng had already recognized Jin Lao as a master in his heart, and when he saw Jin Lao like this at this moment, his heart hurt as if he was being twisted.

"Hey, silly boy, what are you worried about! Your Grandpa Jin can't die!" Old Jin said with a thick look of excitement, which made Nie Feng stunned for a while, and his tears turned and he finally stopped him.

Could it be that Jin Lao really found a way?

When the blood dripped all over the sword, Jin Lao's face turned slightly paler, but it seemed that he felt the same at this moment, and then threw the sword blank back into the charcoal fire.

"Silly boy, what are you in a daze, stop the bleeding for me?" Ouch...... Jin Lao scolded with a smile, and then grinned in pain.

Seeing Jin Lao like this, Nie Feng finally let go of his heart, it seems that Jin Lao is not insane, maybe there is really a breakthrough at this moment, Nie Feng secretly prayed in his heart.

The fire was flickering, and when the sword blank heated up to a stable crimson again, Jin Lao pinned it out again.

"Hahaha, finally succeeded, finally succeeded! Five years, I worked hard for it, and the hard work paid off!"

Jin Lao stared for a moment and then laughed loudly, and even tears flowed down, but he didn't seem to care, and then picked up the sledgehammer and the small hammer clanged like crazy, and the follow-up process was as smooth as casting a medium-grade iron sword, and Nie Feng was in a daze.

Finally, a golden iron sword was manufactured, and the excited Jin Lao actually brandished this sword and played a set of swordsmanship that Nie Feng had never seen before.

"Could it be that Elder Jin has already broken through to become a swordsman?" Nie Feng's originally surprised face gradually turned red.

Half an hour later, Jin Lao was finally happy, and then he slowly calmed down and handed the sword to Nie Feng, "Look at it, this is an authentic top-grade iron sword, top-grade!"

"Really succeeded?" Nie Feng put aside the matter of the swordsman for the time being, and picked up the sword body to observe it carefully.

Although he saw Jin Lao's certain expression, Nie Feng still felt a little incredulous, could it be that he could succeed by dripping blood? This was too mysterious! But the next scene completely dispelled his doubts, because he found that the golden barrier in front of him had turned into a golden light, and only very small white points of light were left in the original silver-white color, and the golden beads were like goose eggs revealing brilliant golden light and arrogant nobility.

It really worked!

What's going on? Could it be that human blood really has such a special effect on sword forging? Why has he never heard Jin Lao mention it? Could it be that even he only knows about it today?

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Jin Lao kept rubbing his hands and laughing, and his excited expression finally calmed down after a period of tossing, but his face was still as bright as the sun at noon in summer, and it was like the appearance of a young man when he got married, and there was still a rare redness on his honest cheeks, but his cheeks were already yellow and dry and wrinkled.

"I don't know, I'll tell you what's going on!" The excited Jin Lao couldn't wait for Nie Feng to ask, so he couldn't wait to talk.

It turned out that it was not the effect of blood, but it had to be said that it relied on blood to finally succeed, and this blood had to be Jin Lao's blood, and it would not work if it was replaced by Nie Feng's.

On the Ancient Sword Continent, the sword qi is the root of all the existence of this continent, and the process of forging the sword is just to condense the originally free sword qi through steel and other materials to form a sword qi carrier for human use, and the difference between the lower grade, the middle grade and the upper grade lies in the adequacy of the sword qi condensation.

With Jin Lao's current sword-forging skills, it is true that he has not been able to condense enough sword qi to cast a top-grade iron sword in one fell swoop, but Jin Lao's blood has rich sword qi resources.

Man is the spirit of all things on this continent, since birth with the growth of the body, it has been constantly nourished by the free sword qi of nature, or in the continuous absorption of the sword qi in nature to fill and exercise themselves, and when the body gradually grows up, the absorption of the sword qi has also reached the overflowing state, the human body is still far from reaching the limit of the sword qi bearing, because the human body has the existence of the dantian, and the sword qi at this time will slowly enter the dantian in the purest posture, and this is the state of the swordsman, and it is also the sign of becoming a swordsman.

Blood is the fundamental source of activating the human body, so a large part of the sword qi contained in the body is hidden in the blood, Jin Lao understands where it is, so he does not hesitate to damage himself and pour blood on the sword body, in fact, he just uses the sword qi in the blood to warm the sword body.

Nie Feng is not much worse than a sword master now, so his blood will not play a big role, while Jin Lao has broken through to a sword master a few years ago, so naturally his blood is different.