The next day, the boy woke up early in the morning and hurriedly woke up his father. The middle-aged man took out two swords in the room, one for shadowing and one for wood. He took the boy to the courtyard and demonstrated the basic sword style, picking thorns and slashing, flowing smoothly, and the boy was almost stunned.

After the middle-aged man finished demonstrating with the Shadow Sword, he threw the wooden sword to Li Tianhua, took out a sword book from the house and handed it to the young man, and said: "Practice well according to the sword skills on this sword book, first familiarize yourself with the wooden sword, and then I will give you this one when I have almost practiced." After speaking, he also deliberately shook the shadow in his hand.

The boy was very depressed, why could his father use a real sword, but he could only use this wooden guy.

The Gengzi sword technique cultivated by the young man is difficult to achieve quickly, and the swordsmanship cultivated halfway is just worthy of self-preservation.

However, compared with other ordinary sword techniques, the advantage of Gengzi sword technique is that it can conceal its own breath, the effect is extremely strong, and the sword intent is also achieved after the swordsmanship is cultivated, which is a good practice for dual cultivation of skill and intent.

The middle-aged man naturally wouldn't tell Li Tianhua about this. If I told that stinky boy this, with his character, I don't know what will happen when my hands itch out.

Watching his son practice his sword diligently, the middle-aged man closed his eyes thoughtfully. After a long time, he finally opened his eyes and returned to the house.

The middle-aged man took out the hammer from the room, went to the eight iron pots, smashed seven of them, and filled all the pieces into the last pot.

He set up the firewood and burned a whole bucket of coal. In addition, he didn't know where to take out a sword model that he was gradually using and brought it to the backyard.

The middle-aged man put the iron pot containing the iron pieces on the fire and began to smelt the molten iron according to the process of forging a sword.

It took three whole days to smelt so much iron. In the past three days, the middle-aged man has been busy with his work, almost sleeplessly.

On the one hand, he was afraid that the fire would not be strong enough to melt the iron. On the one hand, I am afraid that the fire will be too strong, and the whole house will be burned down when the time comes, so I have to keep an eye on it.

The boy also practiced hard in the past three days, and although his father deceived him very unpleasantly, he still practiced hard in silence.

Seeing his father busy for three days without sleep, the boy was stunned.

He used to think that his father let him do so many chores because his father couldn't support his own body. But looking at his father's performance in the past few days, the boy felt that his father let himself do all the chores, just because he was lazy.

Every time he thought of this, the boy became even more depressed. originally thought that he used to share everything to care for his father, but now he only feels as if he has been tricked by his father again.

The middle-aged man passed by the courtyard and also noticed the strange expression of the young man.

should have noticed something, and the middle-aged man scolded with a smile: "Look at what, your father and I are in good health." Stinky boy, don't think you'll be lazy knowing that your dad's body is still great. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man walked to the backyard and was busy again.

Oh my God, who's lazy, Daddy's cheeky is too thick-skinned. Li Tianhua wanted to cry without tears.

Slowly injecting the refined molten iron into the clay sword fan, the middle-aged man only felt that his body was hot, as if it was about to melt.

In the sword, the red molten iron touched the dirt, occasionally making a sizzling sound.

After the molten iron gradually condensed, the middle-aged man slowly took out the formed sword blank in the sword fan, and after slowly removing the soil impurities attached to the surface, he began the process of forging and hammering.

The middle-aged man was extremely skillful, almost like a professional swordsmith.

He knocked each side of the sword blank more than 100 times, and after two rounds, he used the kitchen knife taken out of the stove room to dig and file the sword body until the whole sword body was uniform and the sword spine was centered.

Then, the middle-aged man put the forged sword blank into the water to quench it. Throughout the process, he did not forget to inject his own breath into the sword blank softly, slowly and orderly.

The moment the new sword touched the water of Tanxi Creek, it suddenly spit out a tongue of fire, and the next moment the tongue of fire disappeared, and a large amount of white vapor was released.

After a while, the white vapor gradually dissipated, and the new sword that once again caught the eyes of the middle-aged man seemed to have a new form.

At this time, the new sword had a sharp blade, the whole sword was two feet eight inches long, the blade was two feet two inches long, and the blade was more than two inches wide, which was slightly shorter than the Shadow Sword. The silver-white blade emits a faint chill, which is creepy.

The middle-aged man nodded, quite satisfied. He carved a few patterns on the body of the sword, and then injected a slight breath, making the cold glow of the new sword body even more awe-inspiring.

The middle-aged man smiled: "It is worthy of the pot sold by Lao Chen, it is magnificent enough!" It's strange that the more I eat over the years, the more I eat, the better my body is. It turns out that this guy's pot is mixed with a lot of good things. ”

The middle-aged man brought the new sword to the courtyard and reached out to hand it to Li Tianhua.

Li Tianhua was a little puzzled: Where did this sword come from? He has been so depressed for the past two days that he didn't even have the heart to look at his father's busy work, how did he know that his father's new sword was released?

"Stinky boy, I've been angry with me for the past two days, and if you don't come to see me perform, you already knew you wouldn't give this sword." The middle-aged man scolded.

Li Tianhua took the new sword tremblingly, a little at a loss. Suddenly, the new sword trembled in his hand.

The young man held the sword in both hands and said blankly, "What's going on?" Why does it keep ringing? ”

"Qingfeng is in the world, trembling and trembling. But the Lord gives a name, and you can comfort the sword spirit. The middle-aged man laughed.

"What does that mean?" The boy asked, puzzled.

"Just to give you a name for this new sword."

Li Tianhua reacted, patted his head, and said to the new sword in his hand: "Sword, I'm not a great writer, and the name may be ugly, so you will use it."

In this way, I had a very strange dream a while ago, there are mountains, a sea of clouds, rare birds, and exotic beasts in the dream, and it should not be good to use birds and beasts as names, so I will call you Shanhai. ”

As soon as the words fell, the new sword, which was trembling, suddenly let out an extremely sharp trembling sound, and then stopped trembling and lay meekly in the young man's hand.

"Looks like it likes the name." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Really?" The young man's face was full of surprise, "Great, I also have my own saber!" ”

The middle-aged man looked at his son and said with a wicked smile: "Okay, I won't give you the shadow sword first, you can practice with this sword first." ”

The boy felt a little lost, but the boy's brief loss was suddenly washed away by the joy of getting a new sword.

After that, the young man forgot to sleep and eat even more, and practiced sword skills in the courtyard every day with the mountain and sea sword, and the anger in his heart towards his father was also washed out of the clouds.