Chapter Twenty-Five: Washing the Marrow and Changing the Tendons (Part II)

At breakfast the next day, when Han Mutian and the others saw Han Fei, they were all stunned.

"Brother, brother, you are so handsome today!" The cute children's voice came from the Yali sisters, and the two loli curiously pulled the corner of Han Fei's clothes to look left and right, chattering non-stop, and some doubted that the person standing next to them was not their brother.

Their mother, Denilia, also looked surprised: "Yes, Fei'er seems to have grown taller, her skin looks very shiny, and the whole person feels different!"

If she was a modern and civilized woman, she would probably ask herself what kind of maintenance methods she used, right? Han Fei let out a wry smile in his heart, this was another consequence of washing the marrow and changing the tendons.

Overnight, his figure was at least a few centimeters taller, his body proportions were more symmetrical, and after the impurities in his body were removed, he naturally looked radiant, his skin had a faint healthy luster, giving people a feeling of being as warm as jade and very comfortable, coupled with a calm smile on his face, today's Han Fei can definitely be described as handsome.

"Auntie, the medicine given to me by Senior Sister Fujimizu Xiu is very effective, my injuries have all healed, I slept soundly last night, and I feel very good myself. Han Fei smiled.

Washing the marrow and changing the tendons not only changed his physique, but also changed some of his surnames.

If Han Fei was still extremely vigilant and cautious and never revealed himself when he first took over, then now his mentality has changed.

The gradual familiarity and understanding of his surroundings and relatives, coupled with the growth of his own strength, made Han Fei understand that even if he performed well or even out of line, it was not a big deal, and there was no need to suppress himself too much.

Sure enough, listening to his casual explanation, Denileia, Han Mutian and the others were also relieved, Han Mutian wished that his son was as good as possible, and hurriedly beckoned Han Fei to sit down and eat.

Only Han Li was a little fat man, looking at his brother with envy while nibbling on bread.

After breakfast, Han Fei still went to the Tuohai Weapon Workshop, and Carol, who was in charge of the escort, was also a little surprised to see the brand-new Han Fei, but Carol didn't ask any questions.

When they arrived at the weapon workshop, a group of old and young masters in the workshop were amazed and praised after seeing Han Fei.

And the wild bull reacted even more exaggeratedly, and the big pool of sword lard desperately wiped Han Fei's face and body, while muttering: "Why is it becoming more and more like a little white face?

Han Fei said with a smile: "Senior Brother Manniu, what does this have to do with striking iron, besides, I can now make a hundred wrought irons." ”

"Pull it down! The hundred wrought iron you beat will be made into a climbing plow, and you can barely make a sickle. The brute bull sneered and said: "The strength of the forging is not enough, and there are too many impurities!"

"Then senior brother, you have taken a good look, I have already been taught by my mentor yesterday, don't say a hundred wrought iron, even a thousand wrought iron is no problem!" Han Fei said with a smile.

As he spoke, he took a piece of iron and put it on his iron pier, picked up the hammer and began to forge it.

At the beginning, Manniu looked at Han Fei with a look of "you are bragging", but as the hammer fell again and again, and the iron embryo gradually took shape, his face finally changed.

Han Fei didn't pay attention to the brute bull's expression, his mind gradually immersed in this seemingly mechanical hammer forging.

Three Thousand Great Avenues, Infinite Methods, Iron Fighting Sword Training may be a small path, but the end of the Dao may not be the same path, at the beginning, Han Fei may not have much interest in Iron Refining Tools, but after seeing Teng Tuohai's miraculous means, his thoughts are already different.

One day, I will create the most suitable divine weapon for myself and sweep the world! This is a new goal that Han Fei has set for himself in his heart.

The hammer fell again and again, each time with unmistakable accuracy on the reddened iron embryo, and each time it was lifted and fell almost exactly the same time, and the iron embryo was forged exactly five times before it cooled, and the time was exactly the same.

Under the repeated forging of the hammer evenly and accurately, the impurities in the iron embryo are squeezed out little by little, and the iron embryo is gradually formed.

By washing the marrow and changing the tendons, Han Fei's mastery of his body and his own strength reached a new level, he was able to calmly use the power of his legs, waist, shoulders, arms and wrists to control the hammer, and only used a dozen times to master the technique of forging.

If the weightlifting is light and the hammer is like flying, before the iron embryo cools down, Han Fei can completely hit five forges, six forges or even seven forges at once!

Bang!

With the completion of Han Fei's last hammer drop, a piece of evenly colored and angular hundred-wrought iron appeared on the iron pier, glowing with a metallic luster under the light of the surrounding firelight.

The demented-looking brute bull rubbed his eyes vigorously in disbelief, and he used an iron clamp to pick up the piece of iron that Han Fei had just forged, and put it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

"Senior brother, what do you think?" Han Fei smiled, "Do you think my current craft is okay?"

"Could it be that Lord Tuohai really has a secret method for striking iron?" the brute bull muttered a little dejectedly: "It's a hundred forged iron, it's only been a few days!"

The craftsmen who heard the movement around gathered around, and they also exclaimed after seeing the hundred wrought iron in the hand of the manniu.

"Yes, yes, this is really what Senior Brother Han Fei hit?"

"Ahem, it doesn't seem to be a long time before Senior Brother Han Fei came over, and he has already hit a hundred wrought irons, could it be that he is the legendary genius craftsman!"

"Stupid! What a divine craftsman, Senior Brother Han Fei is the only apprentice of Lord Tuohai, he is the apprentice of the Founding Master, how can he be the same as us!"

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Seeing that things were a bit big, Han Fei hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Manniu, I was just joking just now, what I learned was actually what you taught me, if there is any mystery, it is that Senior Brother you taught me well!"

Manniu put down the iron clamp, stretched out his big hand and slapped Han Fei's shoulder a few times, and then gave a thumbs up and praised: "Senior brother, you are amazing, you have already played this hundred wrought iron very well, you can continue to practice playing a thousand forged fine iron today!"

"Oops!" he suddenly patted his head and said anxiously: "How did I forget, Senior Sister Shui Xiu said that you can't practice iron-striking these days, this is terrible, I may have no meat to eat today!"

The people around him immediately laughed, and Han Fei also laughed: "Senior brother is fine, I'm already completely fine, if Senior Sister Shuixiu really wants to blame you, it's a big deal that I'll give you my share of meat!"

"Hmph, who's talking bad about me behind my back!" a female voice suddenly came from the door of the workshop.

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