Compared to the other members of the Emperor Fighting Team who were waiting for battle, Tang San and Xiao Wu were very different.

Xiao Wu went to play with her best friend Ning Rongrong the next day, while Tang San found Xia Ling's forging room under the guidance of Oscar and others.

As soon as he got closer, Tang San heard a tinkling sound coming from the forging room. Such as the ring of the ring, the sound into a rhythm.

Hearing this unusual sound, this can surprise Tang San, who thinks he has a lot of experience in casting.

Is this really Brother Ling's casting? No, Brother Ling will still cast? What kind of casting technique is this, and the sound sounds like a melody?

Tang San, who was standing outside the door, listened to this extraordinary sound of metal knocking like a hundred claws scratching his heart, and his heart itched very much.

Unlike Xia Ling, who passively learned forging in order to study science and technology, Tang San, who has been immersed in secret weapons for many years, really loves this craft.

Hearing the sound in the room gradually stop, he raised his hand to knock on the door.

As soon as the summer spirit in the house heard the sound of the door, his divine sense swept and found that it was Tang San, the kid, so he controlled the door to open by itself with the imperial object.

Ever since he began to learn the two trades of formation and refining, his divine sense manipulation has become more and more sophisticated.

If you don't improve, you can't do it, you don't have soul power to support your body, you can engrave the magic circle, and you can manipulate the refining furnace all by divine sense.

As soon as he entered the door, Tang San didn't have time to say hello to his eldest brother in a hurry, and he was directly attracted by the pair of forging hammers in Xia Ling's hand.

"Deep, the silver mother of the deep sea sinking silver?"

It's no wonder that Tang San, this kid is so excited, the child is poor when he is young, even if he studied the Buddha Anger Tang Lotus in the Tang Sect in his previous life, he has never seen this deep sea sinking silver, let alone making rainstorm pear flower needles.

Now that he saw the silver hammer in Xia Ling's hand, his eyes lit up excitedly. It's too arrogant, it's really arrogant! Brother Ling actually used such a good metal to make a casting hammer! Or two handles!

"Brother Ling, where did you get this deep-sea sinking silver? Can you sell me a little bit? ”

Xia Lingyile handed the two forging hammers to Tang San, and said while he was staring at it over and over, "It's a bit of a good thing, isn't it just the deep sea sinking silver, I have this thing, I can give you a few hundred catties for nothing." ”

As soon as he heard this, Tang San was instantly spartan.

It's too arrogant, it's hundreds of pounds as soon as you open your mouth!

"But don't worry, you'll have to meet my requirements." He added unhurriedly.

Tang San handed the hammer back to Xia Ling, "What request?" By the way, Brother Ling, why do you have two hammers? ”

Xia Ling ignored Tang San's question and put a piece of pig iron into the refining furnace to heat it up.

"How many hammers can you get to your cloak?"

"Eighty-one." Tang San thought for a moment and gave an affirmative answer.

"Okay." Summer Spirit sensed the temperature with his divine sense, and fixed the pig iron block on a special forging table, "Come, beat it into an iron mother." ”

Tang San was slightly stunned, but didn't say anything, took out the casting hammer from his belt and moved it, and started to do it with a clang.

Xia Ling was holding his cheeks and legs on the side and looked at Tang San who was unleashing his cloak, thinking about his future plans again.

Tang San was a standard engineering man in his previous life, and he was also a good hand at striking iron, if he and Master Lou Gao taught Soul Forging and pulled him into his camp, his future scientific research work would be much smoother.

Originally, he didn't plan to waste that energy to study spirit forging and fighting armor production in this era, but the words of Golden Crocodile Douluo and the sudden evil soul masters made him feel a little crisis.

"Brother Ling, it's done."

Just as he was pondering, Tang San had already finished picking out a complete messy cloak, and smashed the originally huge piece of pig iron into a fist-sized piece of iron mother.

Xia Ling stretched out his hand to pick up the still hot metal block, the standard violent casting, the impurities were precipitated very thoroughly, comparable to the top grade hundred forgings, but the internal structure had been completely destroyed, and it was impossible to carry out the next thousand forgings.

He put the mother of iron down, picked up a piece of pig iron again, heated it, and took it out to fix it.

"Little San, your path is wrong."

In Tang San's puzzled gaze, Xia Ling picked up two heavy silver hammers and lightly bit them on the pig iron.

"Look at it and study it well."

"When! While! While! While! While! While! While! ”

The same messy cloak, the same pig iron.

The sound of seven blows sounded, and the impurities had been removed, and the top grade was forged.

Tang San stared at Xia Ling's forging technique with good eyes, and his heart was filled with great shock.

This kind of casting technique is simply unheard of, even his father Tang Hao may not be able to make the metal qualitative change with just seven hammer blows, right?

As if hearing the question in Tang San's heart, Xia Ling said lightly, "Little San, remember." What we're going to do is forge, we're going to communicate with metal, and your kind of violent casting is not advisable. ”

Communication? Forging? What's that?

Before Tang San, who looked confused, came back to his senses, the summer spirit casting hammer rose again, and the thirty-six hammers slammed down, and the five-and-a-half-foot light rose into the air, reflecting in this hut.

"Iron, the Mother of Iron glows?" Tang San's eyes widened in shock. After all these years of studying iron, it was the first time he had seen someone hammer metal out of the light.

"Thousands of forgings have spirits, the light rises five feet, and a thousand forges are a product." Xia Ling took down the forging Quasi-Thousand Forging Holy Product Iron Mother and handed it to him along with Tang San's piece just now.

Tang San felt the thousand-forged iron mother, and he felt as if this iron mother had a life of its own.

"Brother Ling, can you teach me this forging method?" Tang San raised his head, his eyes full of longing.

"Absolutely." Xia Ling nodded, he showed his hand in front of Tang San in order to teach him, "However, there is a condition. ”

"Conditions? No problem! Is Brother Bai Ling, your teacher? Tang San didn't even think about it, he was about to kneel down and kowtow.

In his cognition, it is natural to learn this kind of craft, which is very good at first glance, and apprenticeship. There is no shame in learning a craft on your knees.

Xia Ling's face turned dark, and his hand quickly grabbed him, "Don't kneel, it's not this condition." I'm your eldest brother, do you still need to kowtow to teach you something? ”

Tang San argued, "The master is the teacher, and there is no conflict." Brother Ling, if you have any conditions, just say it, I can accept it! ”

"Acceptable?" Xia Ling narrowed her eyes and looked playful, "You're not afraid that I will pit you?" ”

"When I was a child, my family was poor, and when I didn't have anything to eat, it was Brother Ling, you and Grandpa Jack who helped me. I went to Notting City College, and it was Grandpa Jack who funded my tuition. If it weren't for your reminder, maybe I would still worship Teacher Yu as my teacher. If it hadn't been for your timely arrival, I might have died that time in the Soul Hunting Forest. If it weren't for your preaching, I might even be going crazy with Xuantian Gong right now. ”

Tang San looked at him sincerely, "If you want to trap me, how can you have me today?" Brother Ling, in this world now, I believe in you the most! So if there are any conditions, you can mention it, as long as I can do it, I will not hesitate to go to the soup! ”