Iron striking requires not only skill, but also patience.

Hong Yuan went into battle shirtless, on the anvil, picked up the sledgehammer and smashed it.

The sledgehammer smashes the small hammer point.

One knock a little, one voice, one clear, the sound has a festival.

Zhu Wuxian's senior brother squatted in front of the bellows and pushed hard.

Whew, and the fire burned very strongly.

The red-hot coals flashed in the wind, as if they were about to turn into water.

Next to the anvil was a large wooden barrel with cold water. Every time the iron is struck, the iron must be cooled in water with pliers, which is called quenching in the jargon.

It is not easy to make an iron tool, it takes at least one day, and the most can be half a year.

But with the help of the strange energy of True Yuan, it often only takes a day and a half for a week.

Bang, bang.

The red copper iron, which is difficult to shape, was manipulated by Hong Yuan, fiddling with the edges and corners.

Just when the red copper iron was about to be smashed out of the blade, Senior Brother Zhu Wuxian wanted to remind Hong Yuan loudly.

Because the step of smashing the red copper iron out of the edge is very critical, and the degree of criticality is no less than the final submersion step.

This step is enough to distinguish whether a blacksmith is a first-order caster or a second-order caster.

As for what I said before, let Ah Yuan complete it independently...... Hehe, Ah Yuan is his good junior brother!

"Ah Yuan..."

Before Zhu Wuxian finished speaking, Hong Yuan violently used the true yuan to smash the red copper and iron protrusions.

There was a dull thump.

The tip of the red copper iron showed a slight edge, and Hong Yuan perfectly achieved the skill of a second-order caster.

"Nothing, you continue."

Zhu Wuxian saw Hong Yuan's puzzled gaze, and hurriedly asked Hong Yuan to continue working.

But when Hong Yuan continued to work hard, Zhu Wuxian picked up a large tea cup on the bench next to him.

Grunt.

Zhu Wuxian drank water like a cow, and he was shocked by Hong Yuan, the little junior brother.

Because this step of the striker has been mastered by countless first-order casters.

Even if it is a second-order caster, it is not possible to smash the edge smoothly every time.

"Ah Yuan, you are even more amazing than I imagined~" Zhu Wu said sadly.

His gaze at Hong Yuan was full of relief.

Looking at Hong Yuan, Zhu Wuxian felt a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

He lived up to Master's trust and laid a solid foundation for the two junior disciples!

The Jialiu workshop is very large, very large.

You can feel the heat as you walk through the door.

And Hong Yuan was sweating like rain in the coolest area of the Jialiu Workshop, it was really raining, the sweat on his body splashed endlessly, and when he smashed the red copper iron with a sledgehammer, sparks would emerge.

Smooth, too smooth.

Hong Yuan's movements were very smooth, so smooth that all the blacksmiths in the Jialiu Workshop couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Ordinary stove fire table.

Several formal disciples whispered while drinking tea to relieve the heat.

"Hong Yuan's progress is too fast, it's beyond my imagination, it only took two months to break through from a first-order caster to a second-order foundry?"

"Hey, otherwise, how could someone be a disciple of Elder Lin, this talent is really ridiculously strong."

"If it weren't for Zhu Gong being his senior brother, he would have provided him with almost unlimited materials. No matter how talented he is, it is impossible for him to progress so fast, how can he have a chance to become a second-order caster. ”

"You are wrong, Hong Yuan is Zhu Gong's junior brother, and Zhao Gonghe is also Zhu Gong's junior brother. As far as I know, Zhao Gonghe's realm of casters is not as strong as Ah Hongqiang, who came at the same time as him. ”

The people in the audience exchanged in a low voice, and compared Hong Yuan with Zhao Gonghe, and let out chuckles from time to time.

Zhao Gonghe felt the chuckle and regretful sighs coming from the secret around him, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

Usually, these guys dare to look at him like this, and only when Hong Yuan is present, these guys will dare to offend him.

Lies don't hurt people, the truth is the quick knife.

"A-Yuan, A-Yuan......"

After a few silent recitations, Zhao Gonghe reinvigorated his morale.

Zhao Gonghe glanced at those formal disciples with cold eyes, and was so shocked that they were silent for a moment, and immediately left the tea place and returned to their positions.

There was no more buzzing of flies next to him, and Zhao Gonghe felt a little comfortable.

Zhao Gonghe stared at Hong Yuan with burning eyes, hoping that Hong Yuan would fail.

However, at this moment, Hong Yuan is full of fighting spirit.

Because Hong Yuan understood that he was not only beating a second-order weapon, but also a Yuan Stone, and it was also a reward from his master!

A first-order caster can usually get more than 100 yuan stones, but a second-order caster has to multiply it by three or four times, at least the monthly salary is 500 yuan stones, right? Maybe it's more!

This was not what Hong Yuan was looking forward to the most, he was very eager to know what kind of reward the generous master would give him.

Last time, it was the phoenix feather order of the fifth-level exercise, so this time it won't be more embarrassing, right?

Bang bang, bang bang!

Hong Yuan pounded the red copper iron like a rainbow.

……

In the afternoon, more than two hours passed.

Hong Yuan spent a lot of effort to barely create a rough prototype of a second-order horse chopping knife.

It is very rough, and the opening edge is also pitted.

But Zhu Wuxian was very happy.

Because the rest of the process only needs to be grinded.

In other words, Hong Yuan completely proved to him that Zhu Wuxian had really entered the realm of a second-order caster!

In the first-order caster area, the three first-order casters of Lynch, Qian San and Wang Dali, looked at Hong Yuan with dull eyes, looking at the red copper iron that was still red.

"Hiss~Second-Order Chopping Knife!?" Lynch gasped.

"How can there be such a person, this person is too exaggerated." Qian San blinked his little eyes wildly, afraid that he would see it wrong.

"If only my sister hadn't married yet." Wang vigorously stroked his chin and pondered.

Zhu Wuxian was also amazed by Hong Yuan's talent.

This terrifying talent couldn't help but remind Zhu Wuxian of the equally talented senior brother.

The difference is that the senior brother is high-spirited and dares to be the first.

But Ah Yuan is overly cautious, so cautious that people can't laugh or cry.

Looking at Hong Yuan, Zhu Wuxian fell into the memory of his senior brother.

The elder brother's name is Xie Tianyang, and he is the orphan of the master's life and death friend, who has been taken by the master since he was a child, regarded as his own and cultivated with all his might.

But whatever the senior brother wants, the master will give it doubly.

It was the late senior brother's martial arts path that went smoothly, and he even became one of the nine Fengxi True Disciples!

The Fengxi Sect is the overlord sect that occupies the land of a state, and there are hundreds of true legends in the gate, and the true descendants of Fengxi are the strongest nine of all the disciples in the contemporary era!

Perhaps it was because the cultivation all the way was too smooth and he did not encounter any difficulties, which made the senior brother develop the spirit of being the only one for me, and he had to rely on force to break a great avenue without any way.

Not long after the Heavenly Heart Mark of the Immortal Dao Venerable had completely dissipated, the senior brother did not listen to the master's persuasion and insisted on breaking through the Martial Saint realm in advance, just to compete for the position of the only Great Emperor to become enlightened.

It's a pity that the senior brother failed to ascend to immortality.

Originally, under the care of the master, the senior brother could still continue to survive, but the senior brother did not believe in evil, and he had to let people win the day.

But he failed again.

The elder brother was reduced to ashes in the catastrophe and dissipated with the wind.

The master and several disciples lamented......

"Alas~" Zhu Wuxian suddenly sighed lightly, because he thought of the elder brother's incomparable nostalgia for the master at the end.

"Ah Yuan, put down the work in your hands and come with me." Zhu Wuxian said softly.

Zhu Wuxian took Hong Yuan to the small room to talk, leaving everyone with different expressions in the field.

Hong Yuan, is it a success?