The blacksmith shop at the Nagasan Martial Arts Hall is huge.

Recessed in the mountainside, it is a piece of land carved out of the martial arts hall.

The mountain was filled with tinkling sounds.

Qin Huai carried the mined iron ore on his back and walked to the master who used to collect his own iron ore.

The blazing furnace was steaming hot, distorting the air in front of him.

It is said to be a furnace, but it is actually a hollow cylinder made of clay. There was a side door at the bottom, and there was an accordion-like wooden blower next to the side door.

The fuel is naturally charcoal.

"Master Song, this is today's mine."

Qin Huai pushed the bamboo basket over.

Although Master Song's hair has long been gray, the wrinkles on his face are as old as a dead tree.

But the muscles in his body were not weaker than those of Fang Han and other strong men, holding a sledgehammer in his hand, and every blow was powerful and powerful.

Sun Ziyao once gossiped that this Master Song has been on the mountain for twenty or thirty years.

It may be the existence of a sweeping monk in the martial arts script, and he is the strongest person in the Changshan Martial Arts Hall.

Qin Huai couldn't figure it out, anyway, Master Song must be a martial artist.

"The quality is good, it's not easy for you lazy little devil to go deep into mining at such a time." Master Song was dedicated to two purposes, striking iron while looking at the mine.

Masters like them don't need to borrow the sophisticated instruments of their previous lives, and they can tell the approximate amount of iron and impurities in an iron ore with just a pair of naked eyes.

"Not leaving?"

Master Song raised his eyes.

"I have to take the exam today."

"Then let's build a stove and see." Master Song has long been accustomed to this process.

Qin Huai rolled up his sleeves and began to build the furnace with the skill of intermediate iron-striking in his memory.

The manufacture of the furnace is also a delicate job.

First, use pure clay to sift out all the stone impurities. Then soak it in water for a long time, beat it into a mud, and mix it with crushed grass.

After that, beat and rub repeatedly until even.

Whether the purity of the clay and the immersion in water completely ensure that the furnace wall is evenly heated during the melting process, and the kneading of the grass is to make the furnace wall form a tiny void, so that the furnace has the ability to resist shrinkage.

These are all to avoid cracking and collapse of the furnace wall, so every step of screening, soaking, and kneading must not be sloppy.

After doing this, there is also the part of drying and testing.

It takes a day.

fortunately

Building a stove is just a test that eliminates the link of drying test, and there are many ready-made stoves on this mountain.

As soon as Qin Huai made a move, Master Song could see what level it was.

"The technique is good." Master Song was surprised, and raised his eyes to look at Qin Huai.

What a handsome guy.

I didn't find it a few times before.

"When I was a child, I learned how to fight iron from people in the town, and then I ran away from the demon." The reason in Qin Huai's mouth came from the mouth.

Anyway, the town is indeed gone because of the scourge of demons, and there is no proof of death.

The matter of intermediate iron-fighting is not as good as the exercises, so it is easy to be confused.

"Oh, do you know what level you are?"

"The former blacksmith master said that I was very talented, and I was about to touch the intermediate level, right?"

"Intermediate? You go and try to make a thousand forged steel, and I'll give you a rating. Master Song was skeptical.

Such a little imp has intermediate blacksmithing?

Those blacksmith shops who have been making iron for ten or twenty years can reach the intermediate level.

Let's go to the stove over there and make a fire and strike iron. ”

Grading is a matter of treatment, and most of the ratings of the martial arts hall are from Master Song himself.

In addition to his high skills, he is also fair because Master Song is fair.

Never partial.

Without saying a word, Qin Huai aimed the blast wood at the side door of the furnace, and then completely sealed the side door with clay.

Only allow blast air to flow in.

Then it's a matter of stuffing charcoal from the top until it's filled, after which it's lit and blown.

The wind does not stop, and the charcoal does not stop.

For several hours, Qin Huai had been working.

Thanks to the physique of a second-refining martial artist, he did not have the slightest intention of being tired when he smelted like this.

Wait until the iron is burned red and white, and turn into soft iron.

Qin Huai took it out in an instant.

"Kombat! The hammer must be fast and accurate! ”

"Thousands of forged steel, to keep heating and forging the number of times... hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands... Be sure and ruthless every time! Master Song couldn't help but let out a loud voice.

He couldn't help but be excited when he saw the talent of striking iron.

"Forging is not all brute force, the judgment of the quality of the iron, the control of the position of the falling hammer, and the temperature of the flame ......"

He couldn't help but speak, forgetting that it was a test.

Bang bang bang!

Sparks flew everywhere, and Qin Huai's hammer smashed on the red-hot iron again and again.

Another few hours passed.

Qin Huai's forged steel is the way out.

"That's right, it's the level of a thousand forgings." Master Song couldn't help but admire.

"Hoo ......"

Rao is Qin Huai, who is a second-refining martial artist, and he can't help but sweat profusely after forging this piece of steel.

This is still the premise that the longevity of the long qi recipe is relatively strong.

"You... There is indeed a level of intermediate ironsmithing. ”

Master Song's eyes softened as he looked at Qin Huai.

No more sharp and indifferent than before.

"How old are you?"

"Fifteen."

"Shhhh The future is limitless. Master Song seemed to have something more in his eyes.

"Martial arts training is important, but many crafts are definitely not bad."

"When you have time in the future, you often come to me, and I'll give you some pointers." Master Song became more and more enthusiastic.

Qin Huai nodded, at the invitation of Master Song.

Master Song took out a wooden plaque with a gratifying face, and then used an iron piece to engrave the word intermediate on it.

The technique is extremely crude, and the only thing that stands out is that it has left a signature.

Song Yinhe.

"What kind of blade are you using?"

"Huh? I don't use a blade? Qin Huai asked, "What does Master Song mean by this?" ”

"I'll use your thousand forged steel to forge a handy weapon for you, and it will be a gift for you."

"I don't use weapons, and I don't like to fight with people on weekdays, so why don't Master Song make me a protective gear." Qin Huai thought seriously.

"Good! Don't forget to pick it up tomorrow! Master Song bowed his head and continued to forge iron.

"Thank you, Master Song." Qin Huai clasped his fists and saluted.

Intermediate ironfighting, benchmarking silver medal disciples.

A bowl of Qi and Blood Soup every three days, plus two Qi and Blood Pills per month.

Count the 'salary' of your own black brand children.

It is fifteen bowls of qi and blood soup and two qi and blood pills per month.

Then he did not leave directly, but turned around at the sound of iron-striking on the mountain.

Gain experience in ironfighting.

At this time, it is already the time of yin.

There are not many people left who have opened the furnace on the mountain.

"Ding! You have collected a [Iron Essence (White)], [Iron Strike] Experience +3"

"Ding! You have collected a [Iron Essence (White)], [Iron Strike] Experience +3"

"Ding! You have collected a [Iron Essence (White)], [Iron Strike] XP +2"

……

The blacksmithing skills of the martial arts hall are much better than those of the blacksmith shops in Luo Province as a whole.

Qin Huai has more than 30 points of experience, although it is not much, but it is better than nothing.

He returned to his yard.

After sleeping for an hour, it began to crow with the sound of chickens.

After collecting the experience as usual.

Qin Huai took the wooden card and went to the qi and blood room of the martial arts hall.

As the name suggests, the Qi and Blood Room is the place to receive Qi and Blood Soup and Qi and Blood Pill.

When Qin Huai arrived, he saw the crowd gathered in front of the qi and blood room.

Twitter was excited.

He got closer, only to see a young man in a white robe standing in the crowd.

Long hair is flowing, eyebrows and eyes are like flowers, and her fair face and skin are not more like a woman.

Who is this man?

"Who is this man?" Li Zhang's voice appeared in his ears, sending out the same doubts as Qin Huai.

"Senior Brother Qi, you don't even know each other?"

The faces of the people around were suddenly full of surprise.

"Senior Brother Qi Yangbing, the first day of our Changshan Martial Arts Pavilion in the past ten years, a four-year-old four-year-old martial artist, and an existence that ranks tenth on the eight martial arts list."

The senior brother talked endlessly, and his eyebrows fluttered as he spoke.

It seems that he is the founder of the Eight Martial Arts List, like a few treasures.

Qin Huai also probably understood it on the side.

The Eight Martial Arts List is a martial arts competition held by the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls, once a year, with the purpose of selecting the twenty strongest geniuses under the age of twenty-five in the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls.

Those on the list are all favored by the dignitaries and dignitaries in Pingnan City.

The most important thing is that the top spot of the Eight Martial Arts Rankings can not only get a Qi and Blood Treasure Pill that the Eight Martial Arts Halls have joined forces to boil.

You can also get a referral place to go to the county town and worship a higher level martial arts hall.

"That Qi and Blood Treasure Pill is comparable to hundreds of Qi and Blood Pills, and it is priceless!"