In just a dozen steps, more and more people have noticed the abnormality here, betting on bets, watching the play, but there is no one who wants to help. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Yue and Lin Sihei also noticed the commotion of the crowd, looked up, saw a familiar figure, and then glanced at Lin Ding, who was sneering behind the small figure, their expressions were a little strange.

Coincidentally, two sword-forging apprentices came to the casting table next to the two, and they secretly snickered, "Look at the two brothers are newcomers, do you want to make a small bet on how much silver that young man will be eaten by Lin's blood."

Lin Yue smiled innocently, but Lin Sihei showed an interested smile, "What kind of gambling method?"

Seeing the fish take the bait, the eyes of the two apprentices flashed with joy, and they were not so confused back then.

"Quenching iron, if you guess correctly, we will help you quench iron for free for two days, if there is anything you don't understand, just ask us, how"

"Then we lost", Lin Sihei directly took it for Lin Yue.

"If you lose, then ten taels of silver per person, which is equivalent to two days of quenching iron, no more, no more, just be pleasant," the tall man on the left laughed.

"That's good, it's just ten taels of silver, I bet that kid won't be eaten silver", after speaking, Lin Sihei looked at Lin Yue and raised his mouth.

Lin Yue rolled his eyes, nodded at the two of them with a smile, and said, "I will also bet ten taels of silver."

Hearing that the two of them readily agreed, the two apprentices glanced at each other, secretly happy with a trace of remorse, knowing that they should gamble a little more silver.

Lin sucks blood, Lin sucks blood, this nickname is not called in vain, once he is targeted, he will see blood.

As for the silver, they also thought that it was easy to quench iron at first, and five taels of silver a day was not enough to catch, even if they lost, it didn't matter.

But when I really started to quench iron, I didn't know that it was not easy, until more than a month later, I could barely get the silver, and now I easily cheated twenty taels, which is really a great blessing in life.

"Big brother, the answer will be known in a moment", the big man on the right said happily.

Lin Yue smiled and looked at the young man who walked to the casting table, but he didn't know it for a while.

"I said in advance that the quenched iron must achieve discoloration, and then after three boiling waters, the volume will be reduced by one-third, just like the one I just demonstrated, before it can be considered passed."

Lin Ding followed behind Demon Zangfeng, sneered, and cut off all his back paths.

He said just now that quenched iron must meet his standards before it counts.

Although the novice only needs to complete the task by completing the first quenching iron discoloration, he obviously won't give the kid in front of him any luck, just make it difficult to die.

Demon Zangfeng didn't talk nonsense, and directly pointed to the casting table.

Lin Ding sneered, followed his fingers, and thought about how to eat this kid cleanly.

His eyes were cast, and there were no less than dozens of ways to set up a whole person in his mind.

What kind of rough iron ore will this boy forge?

In his impression, the iron stone forged by Demon Zangfeng must be unbearable, at most, the edges and corners are smoothed, the dust is removed, and the iron and stone are brighter, so he thinks it has succeeded.

There are countless examples of this, and he has served as a rookie auditor for several years, and he is used to seeing those who have just become swordsmithing apprentices, and who have no dealer's style but are proud of themselves.

So far, he has not been able to meet the first quenching iron that can change color, let alone meet the standard he demonstrated the first time, which is difficult for even the older generation to do.

Don't look at how much relationship, how much silver, and how much effort it takes him to sit in this position.

Without a skillful wrought iron skill, Lin Ding would not be able to control those newcomers, after all, eating depends on skills.

Therefore, he knows better than anyone that this profession wants to be beautiful from the beginning, it is very rare, and it is difficult to get into the lobby without a strong sword yuan and a deep understanding of cast iron.

It's like those swordsmiths' own disciples, who were gold in the gravel from the beginning, shining brightly.

As for the kid in front of him, he doesn't know what to do, heh, if you want Jian Yuan without Jian Yuan, if you want knowledge without knowledge, if you want identity without identity, just with a natural divine power that doesn't know if it's six hundred catties suspended up and down, how much can you do?

The meaning of contempt emanated from Lin Ding's body from afar, and in the blink of an eye, his focused gaze finally found the piece of iron ore in the center of the casting table.

Lin Ding sees people very accurately, but in the rivers and lakes, people have stumbles and horses stumble, and sometimes, things will inevitably develop in an unpredictable direction......

The pitch-black iron stone of Demon Hidden Feng fell into Lin Ding's eyes in the blink of an eye, and there was a faint chill on it, and its volume was reduced by nearly half.

It's more than half the size.

More than half.

More than......

Lin Ding was dumbfounded, and almost didn't take out his eyeballs and put them on the iron stone, so as to confirm the authenticity.

The color of the iron stone is darker than the one he demonstrated forging, and the volume is much smaller, how is this possible!

A few of them boldly turned their heads, but when they saw the black iron stone on the foundry, they were also dumbfounded, and their ridiculous mood filled a basket, how could this be possible!

"Who helped you forge it?", Lin Ding suddenly said in a sharp voice, and he affirmed himself.

He was adamant that this technique, which could almost be called perfect quenching iron, would come out of the unknown boy in front of him.

The rest of the big men watching the play were stunned at first, and then patted their heads fiercely and reacted immediately.

I said that such a sophisticated and profound quenched iron, if it was really forged by the boys who were no taller than the two heads of the casting table in front of them, then they would have lived like dogs all these years.

Who the hell is it, they quickly searched for a few dozen people in their minds, all of whom are good at quenching iron of the older generation.

However, before Demon Zangfeng could speak, it seemed that he heard Lin Ding's sharp voice, and a sturdy man behind Demon Zangfeng who was separated by seven or eight casting tables stopped the hammer in his hand, raised his head, and said with some doubts, "Hasn't this melon baby been standing there, there were two newcomers watching just now?"

"Yes, I just remember this kid dancing the hammer on the stage, hey, what's wrong, is it too ugly to forge, after all, it's the first time, it won't make him compare with Gray Plains and Lord Tuosen, Brother Ding, don't be too embarrassed."

It was a tall man with missing front teeth who spoke, he had a joking face, and he had the intention to say a good word for the young man who looked about the same age as his own child.

However, when he found that a group of people, including Lin Ding, were standing in place, he opened his mouth wordlessly, and a trace of ridiculous thoughts flashed in his heart.

"Just kidding", he hurriedly put down the hammer, and with his leaky front teeth, he walked quickly to the casting table where the demon hidden feng was.