Chapter 36: Sword Casting (2)

When Jiang Chen walked to the blacksmith shop, he saw a lot of people around the door of the blacksmith shop from a distance, and he immediately panicked: "Oops, isn't it that Chen Ying really got into trouble!"

Jiang Chen hurriedly stepped forward, only to see Chen Ying holding a hammer and repeatedly beating a red-hot knife embryo. Blacksmith Ke watched from the sidelines, nodding his head again and again.

"It turns out that this Chenying will also strike iron!" Seeing that Chenying did not cause trouble, Jiang Chen's heart was relieved, and at the same time, he was quite curious: "Why are so many people watching?"

Jiang Chen asked Blacksmith Ke, "Uncle Ke, what's going on?"

Blacksmith Ke said: "Who are you? Obviously an expert, his iron-striking skills are much better than mine!"

"How do you say that!" Jiang Chen said: "Uncle Ke Bi is recognized as the best blacksmith in the entire Yunlan Town, he has been working professionally for twenty years, how can there be someone more powerful than you!"

Blacksmith Ke shook his head: "There is someone outside the person! I have already made the saber you want, this person came to get it, but after seeing the knife, he kept shaking his head, and refused to accept it." When asked, he didn't say anything, but he shoved the knife directly into the furnace, snatched my hammer, and recast it himself. ”

"Then why don't you stop him?" Jiang Chen whispered: "He's a dumb person, stupid and stupid, he didn't cause any trouble." ”

Blacksmith Ke said: "Dumb is dumb, stupid or not stupid don't know. He struck the iron in a good posture, so I let him play it for a while. As a result, he actually resorted to a hundred methods. ”

"What is the Hundred Tempering Method?" Jiang Chen asked suspiciously.

"This is the jargon that our blacksmiths use. Ke Blacksmith said: "In short, it is a very clever tempering method, which can make the material of the cast utensils more uniform and have fewer impurities, but the control requirements for strength are very high, and if there is a slight deviation, you will not be able to make a good instrument." I also know this method, but I generally don't dare to use it. My two apprentices thought that his posture of striking iron was good, and they just watched it here, and as a result, it attracted more onlookers. ”

"I'm really sorry, I'll let him stop!" Jiang Chen said.

"Don't!" said the blacksmith, "just let him fight, and we will observe and see, and the cost of forging the knife will be waived." ”

Hearing that it could be free, Jiang Chen immediately agreed. He was happy to watch, too.

After looking at it for a while, Jiang Chen really saw some doorways. On the surface, it seems that Chenying is just swinging down one hammer after another, but if you look closely, you will find that the landing point of each hammer of Chenying is different, and the landing point is very neatly covered with iron embryos, and the iron embryos also follow the force of the hammer, gradually extending the shape of a saber.

After beating it, Tatsukage actually stuffed the knife embryo into the furnace again, burned it red, and then re-made it into a large round iron embryo. Then, he hammered the iron embryo again, still hammering it into the shape of the previous saber.

"Isn't this all the same, why did you fight over and over again?" Jiang Chen asked suspiciously.

Blacksmith Ke said: "Brother Jiang, I don't understand! It looks the same, but every time you temper it, the material of the blade is more uniform, the ductility is better, and the force it can withstand is stronger." Let's put it this way, if a knife is hammered once, if it is slashed a hard object, it is easy to break and damage, but a knife that has been tempered many times is generally not easy to damage. ”

"It turns out that the casting knife is so exquisite!" Jiang Chen nodded slightly. Tatsukage forged the blade over and over again, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed. Only Blacksmith and his two apprentices were still watching with relish.

"Look carefully!" Ke Blacksmith said to the two apprentices: "The technique is a little different every time, and the order of the hammer is very particular! ”

The speed of Tatsukage's forging is getting faster and faster, and it only takes a dozen hammers for an iron embryo to be hammered into the shape of a saber. But he always hammered over and over again.

"Hundred forging method, do you really have to fight a hundred times?" Jiang Chen looked at it for a long time and felt a little bored.

"Not really," said the blacksmith, "as long as you feel that the material is uniform enough, you don't have to beat it again." ”

As soon as the words fell, Tatsukage put down the hammer and carefully looked at the blade that had been tempered for thousands of years.

"It's finally good!" Jiang Chen smiled: "Chenying, put away the knife, let's go back." ”

Tatsukage shook his head, and he suddenly grabbed a small piece of sharp iron and slashed his arm.

Blood trailed down his arm and landed on the reddened blade below, sizzling and emitting a cloud of white smoke.

Tatsukage picked up the blood-stained blade with iron tongs and put it in the water, and after a puff of white smoke, the blade cooled down.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Chen was shocked, wasn't Chen Ying stupid?

Blacksmith Ke was also stunned, but he immediately exclaimed, "Is there really such a casting technique?"

"What is Uncle Ke talking about?" Jiang Chen asked.

Ke Blacksmith said: "Those famous swordsmiths in ancient times often used their own blood to forge swords, and even threw themselves into the sword furnace and used their own lives to forge swords in order to forge peerless swords! Behind those ancient famous swords, there was almost an unlucky swordsmith. Haven't you heard the story of what will be done?"

"I've heard these stories, but they're all made up, why do you want to use flesh and blood to forge a sword?" Jiang Chen was skeptical.

"I don't know," Blacksmith Ke shook his head, "But when I was an apprentice, I met a master who specialized in sword casting, and he once mentioned this matter, and said that this is a very clever sword-casting technique, and it is deeply mysterious. I didn't expect this person to use it. ”

Jiang Chen still didn't believe it: "Maybe it's just that he's messing around, the sword is not a living thing, what is it done with flesh and blood when casting!"

Chen Ying took out the knife embryo from the clear water, and after cooling down, the red blade had become black and shiny, this was a three-foot-long, inch-wide, slightly curved meniscus knife.

"Good sword, good knife!" Blacksmith Ke praised loudly, "I have never forged such a good sword, and it is only forged from an ordinary iron embryo, what a master!"

Jiang Chen didn't see what was so good about this knife, but judging from the color, the jet-black one was a little shiny, the material was uniform, and the knife surface was very flat.

Tatsukage used a grinding wheel to sharpen the blade, the blade was jet black, but the thin blade at the blade was silver and shiny, so that people knew that it was a very sharp and good knife at a glance.

"Such a sword, take a name!" said Ke Blacksmith to Chenying. Chen Ying didn't answer, but looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen said casually: "The blade is jet black, so let's call it a black knife." ”

Chen Ying nodded, he held the black knife in his hand, and swung it in mid-air, leaving black shadows where the blade passed.

"Good knife! It's just that the name is too arbitrary, this kind of treasure knife is rare, can't you take a snack when you choose a name!" Ke blacksmith said: "If I forge this knife, I must spend three days and three nights, thinking carefully of a name, so that it will last for a hundred years!"

Blacksmith Ke gave Jiang Chen a pair of scabbards, which were just right to assemble the black knife.

Chen Ying presented the black knife to Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen handed the black knife to Chen Ying to wear. Jiang Chen found that whether Chen Ying had a black knife in his hand or not, it was like two people. Tatsukage, who did not have a black knife, bowed his head and was silent, his expression was dull, like a fool, almost without a sense of existence, but once he held the black knife in his hand, Tatsukage immediately had sharp eyes and a proud expression, and he had the feeling of a hermit master. Jiang Chen also knew that this Chen Ying was by no means an ordinary person, and he should have a good background.

"He can cast knives, and his knife skills are so skilled, but he doesn't know Taoism, and he doesn't have Taoism in his body, he should be a person who practices martial arts, and maybe he is one of the knife masters in the rivers and lakes!" Jiang Chen said secretly in his heart.