A large crowd of pedestrians at the entrance has dispersed, and the alley is not as crowded as it was just now. But there were still pedestrians poking into this courtyard.

Ye Liang turned around and entered the house in a few steps. Seeing that Zheng Tian didn't follow, he poked his head out again to beckon Zheng Tian back to the house.

Zheng Tian had a wry smile on his face, it wasn't that he didn't believe Ye Liang. It's that the name of "No. 1 in Wuhai City" is too big, and the stakes are too big. Regardless of which side wins or loses, it has a huge impact.

Zheng Tian has never experienced any winds and waves in his life, and now he is asked to bear a big bet, and he still has some weakness.

If their side loses, then their blacksmith shop really has no place in Wuhai City. Zheng Tian was full of bitterness, but he still didn't want to lose his prestige, so he only shook his head.

He walked into the back room dejectedly, and saw Ye Liang standing beside the stove in a daze, his eyes glazed, holding a pair of tongs in his hand, at a loss.

The rest of the brothers also looked at Ye Liang with incredulous eyes, how could an apprentice who didn't know anything grow into a master in seven days, this pace was also very fast.

It was Zhou Yue next to him, who heard Ye Liang and Zheng make such a brilliant bet in the house, and the blood in his body boiled, and he swept away the dissatisfaction in his heart. Since then, he has admired Ye Liang, and shouted "Brother Ye, Brother Ye".

Ye Liang remained silent and let Zhou Yue ink by his side. Seeing the second child like this, Zheng Tian hurriedly hid his face and smiled bitterly, feeling that his face had been lost by Zhou Yue.

Ye Liang had something serious in his heart, put down the tongs in his hand, and beckoned to Zheng Tian, "Eh, Zheng Tian, you know, although my theory is very mature, I have never operated it." He squeezed his eyes at Zheng Tian as he explained.

Zheng Tian is understanding and generous. Directly dragged out a large box of pig iron from under the bed, "Ye Liang, here is the inventory of our brothers for a year, you can look at it"

He had seen Ye Liang smelt a piece of pig iron into iron essence before, and he felt that Ye Liang would definitely have some depth in casting iron. Besides, he was confident in his inventory, and this large box of pig iron was enough for a blacksmith shop to work non-stop for a month.

At this time, he is like a brick and stone king, No, there are 10 billion coins here, I will give you seven days, and you can pick up as many as you want.

Ye Liang's idea was to make a sword that could be worn by his side, and it happened that he was also using swordsmanship.

He took out an arm-long piece of pig iron, and hastily sharpened it into the shape of the sword he had in mind, although it was not the same shape, but it was also a little similar... This sloppy sword is called a sword embryo.

Then he lit the fire, and like a mischievous child, the spark filled the wood of the stove, and in a moment the flames rushed out of the stove more than a foot. Ye Liang looked at the raging flames, a little flustered, and directly used fire tongs to set up the sword embryo in his hand and put it in the flames, but the temperature of the flames was too high, and the sword embryo was burned to ashes at once.

Ye Liang had a black line, and then he remembered that the flame should not be too high, and should be stabilized around the melting point of the metal, so that it is convenient for the metal to be in a state of liquid molding.

He began to condense his cultivation of small qi, and suddenly the aura of heaven and earth formed a vortex in the center of the stove, pressing the flames down one foot, revealing the stove by an inch. With the rotation of the aura of heaven and earth, the flames were also driven up, gathering towards the center, forming a pillar of fire.

Ye Liang hurriedly put the backup sword embryo on top of the pillar of fire, and the sword embryo was softened after a while after being roasted by the flames, and there was some molten iron floating on the surface.

Ye Liang saw that the sword embryo had been burned red, so he immediately took out the sword embryo and put it on the smooth stone platform to keep punching, but he didn't expect to break the sword embryo in the first stroke.

Ye Liang directly threw away the waste and repeated the previous steps. True Qi is constantly consumed, the first is to affect the aura of heaven and earth, it is to consume a huge amount of true qi, so no one will be stupid enough to use true qi to pull the aura of heaven and earth to help him cultivate; However, in the firelight, there was a trace of black qi in the true qi that attracted Ye Liang's attention.

"What is this?"

Five days have passed, and people often come to the door to ask for ironware, just to take a look at Ye Liang, and Zheng Tian refused one by one for Ye Liang. And Ye Liang was always concentrating on forging swords during the day, and only had time to rest at night.

He never thought that forging iron would be so tired, not only to be distracted, but also to endure the scorching fire, a sense of weakness arose, so that Ye Liang's face suddenly lost blood, sweat fell on the stove one by one, and there was a sound of "sizzle".

But he still insisted again and again, and every new sword embryo shot meant another failure.

Zheng Tian leaned against the wall casually, he admired Ye Liang in his heart, he could hold on for so long in such an extreme environment. However, he didn't feel the heat of the fire, but he still left a stream of sweat from time to time, and his Adam's apple slowly moved up and down, and finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

His heart was bleeding, "You gave me a success." ”

He had seen a box full of stock with his own eyes five days ago, and now it had bottomed out. He simply didn't give up any hope, his whole eyes were scattered, and he watched Ye Liang repeat the action over and over again.

Ye Liang didn't have time to pay attention to Zheng Tian, his eyes hurt so much that he couldn't stop crying. He habitually bent down, fished into the big box behind him, searched for a long time without touching the iron, turned his head to look, and only one piece was left.

He was very surprised, didn't Zheng Tian still look like a tyrant that day, how could this material be used so quickly, this Zheng Tian was unreliable.

If Zheng Tian knew what Ye Liang was thinking, he would definitely jump into a rage, and no matter how unfathomable Ye Liang's cultivation was, he would definitely beat Ye Liang violently, "Your grandmother's, Lao Tzu has been saved for a year, and you will use it up in five days, and you still look disgusted." ”

Ye Liang put all his energy on this piece of iron, the sword embryo, melting, punching, seeing water, punching, seeing water, until the last punch, he felt that his spirit and spirit had a momentary unity at this moment, and he could clearly see the structure of the sword body, he struck it in each of the twenty-seven places on the sword body, and the entire sword body roared. Seeing the situation, Ye Liang immediately carried out the last "oil" of the sword body to increase the flexibility of the sword, and success or failure was in this move. Cheng, this must be a peerless sword, it can be seen from its sword roar like a dragon's roar, defeat, it will be wiped out, even it itself does not allow it to fail in this world.

Zheng Tian didn't have much confidence, so now this scene is particularly impactful. His breath was short, and his eyes were wide to witness its success or failure.

Ye Liang shouted, "Longquan Sword, out!"

It was as if a purple dragon flew down from the sky, and instantly submerged into the sword. A dragon roar rolled out from the sky, echoing throughout Wuhai City......

Ye Liang looked at the sword in his hand with heavy breathing, the sword body tended to be perfect, the purple light just wandered on the sword body for a while, and then it got into the sword, and the whole sword was a little less enchanting and more quaint.

Ye Liang skillfully pinned the sword in his hand to his waist, as if it was an antique belt.

His eyes couldn't hide his joy, "I won this bet!"

A middle-aged man stood in front of the door of the blacksmith shop, he was the master of the blacksmith shop, Xiao Zhen.

He looked at the sky stupidly, and just now, he saw a purple dragon falling from the sky, "Vision, it seems that my opponent will not let me down"

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