On the border between the Great Xia Kingdom and the Southern Barbarian Ancient Kingdom, a war is unfolding, countless soldiers are fighting on the battlefield, blood is flying sand, and the roar is shaking the sky!

Knock knock knock...... The sound of war drums resounded across the battlefield.

It can be clearly seen that the people and horses of the Great Xia Kingdom are killing the other side of the people and horses to the point of losing their armor and chasing them.

Woowoo......

This is the sound of the clarion call for the retreat of the ancient kingdom of the Southern Barbarians.

"Victory!"

Countless soldiers shouted.

Fang Tianchen stood among the soldiers, looking at the dead bodies and broken weapons all over the ground, and sighed slightly.

Not far away, the soldiers of the ancient country of the Southern Barbarians were full of spears, and their deaths were extremely miserable......

There were also soldiers of the Great Xia Kingdom, whose entire corpses were cut into flesh and blood, and there were broken long knives stuck in the flesh and blood.

"Who is right and who is wrong, and are they wrong to die here......

Fang Tianchen stood in the pile of dead bodies, his face showing a touch of unbearability, and even more with deep doubts.

"Why do you make weapons...... Without weapons, there would be no war, and there would not have been so many deaths......"

And because of the victory of this war, the monarch of Great Xia issued an order to celebrate the whole country and amnesty the world!

Of course, the soldiers in the army must be rewarded!

With the end of this war, the Great Xia Kingdom and the Nanban Ancient Kingdom also ushered in a short period of tranquility, and there were no more soldiers of the Nanban Ancient Kingdom on the border.

Three days later, Fang Tianchen hired a carriage alone and left the Great Xia Kingdom.

Seven days later, a carriage appeared in Kyoto, in the Great Xia Kingdom. Immediately after showing his service certificate, he entered Kyoto in the Great Xia Kingdom safely!

"It's really prosperous......

Fang Tianchen walked through Kyoto, which is full of shops. There are also some fireworks places, which are very lively.

When Fang Tianchen passed by a craftsman's shop, he walked in.

Rows of bronze weapons of all kinds were lined up in the shop, except for a young man with a long whip napping there.

"Excuse me, how to get to the Craftsman God Pavilion?" Fang Tianchen asked the young man.

The young man lifted his eyelids.

"It's a foreigner again, and I've been walking all the way out. Turn left after three intersections and you'll see ......"

Hearing this, Fang Tianchen thanked him and left directly.

"Alas...... Craftsman Pavilion, this year the war has been raging. War could break out at any time, weapons were in short supply, and there were so many people who wanted to learn how to build them......" The young man shook his head slightly, and immediately continued to nap.

Fang Tianchen followed the young man's instructions. Quickly disappear into the bustling bazaar.

When a huge pavilion-like house comes into view. Fang Tianchen's heart was also shocked!

"I've never seen such a luxurious pavilion......" Fang Tianchen stood outside the pavilion with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Since the end of the last war, Fang Tianchen has been entangled in a question in his heart.

I came to Kyoto to find the ultimate answer to this question.

In the Great Xia Kingdom, there is only one person who can solve the problem in Fang Tianchen's heart, and that is the person who has the title of Craftsman God in the Great Xia Kingdom, Qin Kong!

The huge loft has three floors, which looks magnificent and luxurious. The entrance was heavily guarded.

Fang Tianchen was just about to get close when he was stopped by a soldier.

"If you're going to study, go over there and sign up!"

Hearing this, Fang Tianchen was slightly stunned. Immediately, I also understood what kind of identity the craftsman is, if anyone comes, they can meet each other, so there is no need to do other things every day.

On the side, there was an ordinary-looking girl, sitting at a desk, and there were also seven or eight people lining up.

When it was Fang Tianchen's turn, he saw that the girl didn't even raise her face, so she said very procedurally: "Fill in the name, age, place of birth, what have you done before......"

Fang Tianchen was a little helpless, but he still picked up the pen and wrote it on the bamboo slip. Just as Fang Tianchen was writing, the woman glanced up.

"Hey, you've been to the barracks...... Okay, don't write it, take this sign and report it to Zhang Jiang!"

Fang Tianchen turned out to be a sign thrown by the woman, with the word "pass" written on it, and the second layer of zero eight engraved on the back.

Half an hour later, Fang Tianchen came to the Craftsman Pavilion for the second time with the sign, where there was an iron door with a bamboo plaque hanging on it, with the word 082 written on it.

Knock Knock......

Fang Tianchen knocked lightly on the door, and found that no one opened the door, so he pushed the door in.

In an instant, a wave of heat rushed in.

Two busy figures caught their eye......

One of them was shirtless, with a resolute countenance, a flask hanging from his waist, covered in sweat, carrying a hammer in his right hand, and a bronze vessel in his left hand with pliers, beating vigorously.

Bang bang bang bang ......

Seeing Fang Tianchen come in, the shirtless man was still beating there, and he didn't wander even a bit.

But a young man with a big head came running in a hurry.

"New here...... Go there, clean those bronzes, and use them later......"

Hearing this, Fang Tianchen nodded, and came to a water tank, where there were pieces of bronze of different shapes on the ground, and there was a lot of soil on them.

In just a moment, Fang Tianchen quickly cleaned those bronzes, and got up again to observe Zhang Craftsman's creation.

Zhang Jiang raised his eyes, as if he saw Fang Tianchen cleaning up so quickly, and he didn't say anything, and continued his business.

"Yes, your hands and feet are quite sharp, you can stay!" the young man ran over again and said to Fang Tianchen with a grin.

"My name is Ah Niu......"

"My name is Fang Tianchen......"

At this moment, Zhang Jiang spoke in a low voice.

"Plus!"

Hearing this, Ah Niu shuddered, and hurriedly picked up a piece of bronze that Fang Tianchen had washed and handed it over.

Ah Niu walked over and sighed lightly, and whispered in Fang Tianchen's ear: "Zhang Jiang has a strange temper, the disciples who came to study before have been driven away by him, you usually have to pay more attention to what you say, don't say what you shouldn't say, just be quick with your hands and feet!"

Hearing Ah Niu say this, Fang Tianchen was also a little speechless.

In this way, Fang Tianchen officially entered the sect of Zhang Jiang of the Craftsman God Pavilion, and he was very busy every day, in addition to cleaning the bronze, some of the manufactured bronze weapons would also be handed over to Fang Tianchen to record, and occasionally when he was free, Fang Tianchen would also carefully observe the method of Zhang Jiang's casting.

Half a month passed quietly.

On this day, Fang Tianchen came to the casting room very early, and there was no one else in the casting room at this time, only Fang Tianchen alone.

Fang Tianchen looked at the huge casting table and licked his lips, and there was a faint impulse in his heart.

The next moment, Fang Tianchen came to the casting table, raised the firebox, picked up a piece of bronze, and began to cast it in imitation of Craftsman Zhang's technique!

If there is a person who is familiar with casting at this time, he will definitely drop his big teeth in surprise.

This can be said to be Fang Tianchen's first time casting bronze, but both in terms of technique and strength, it is so perfect, as if it has been cast before.

Every blow is so perfect.

Not long after, the outline of a sword-shaped shape came into view, and fine beads of sweat were dripping from Fang Tianchen's forehead.

The bronze sword burning in the firebox was burned red at the moment, and Fang Tianchen also spat lightly.

"This last step is to carve and cool ......" Fang Tianchen's eyes lit up slightly, and he continued to move on to the last step.

Laugh at......

White water vapor is steaming upward.

In Fang Tianchen's hand, a bronze sword lay there quietly, and on the sword body, Fang Tianchen was carved with a wave-like pattern that looked very regular, and it was not distinctive.

Fang Tianchen frowned slightly, always feeling that something was missing.

At this moment, Zhang Jiang pushed the door in, and was so frightened that the bronze sword in Fang Tianchen's hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Huh?" Zhang Jiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the bronze sword that fell to the ground.

"Zhang Jiang...... I ......" Fang Tianchen looked very restrained: "I can't help but ......"

Zhang Jiang didn't say anything, walked slowly and picked up the bronze sword that fell to the ground, shook it slightly, and then gently brushed the bronze sword with his right hand, his eyes became inexplicable.

In this way, in this large casting room, Fang Tianchen looked cramped and uneasy, afraid of being driven away by Zhang Jiang, but Zhang Jiang did stare at the bronze sword in his hand and was silent for a long time......

Half a ring, but it was like a few months for the other party.

only heard Zhang Jiang sigh softly, and then spoke softly.

"You can't learn much from me......"

Hearing this, Fang Tianchen just wanted to say something, but Zhang Jiang took the lead.

"There is a kind of person who is born with his own mission, for example, when I first saw you, I understood that you are related to the weapon! Your refining technique only needs to be tempered a lot, so you can't learn anything from me! But you can't give this sword the same thing!"

"Therefore, this is not a perfect bronze sword!"

Fang Tianchen looked at Zhang Jiang with a little confusion.

I saw that a trace of memory seemed to flash on Zhang Jiang's resolute face, and he immediately gently took off the wine jug hanging from his waist, which was a wine jug completely cast in bronze, with a pattern engraved on the jug, with four figures.

"You...... Take this wine jug and go to the Xuanyi Tower in Kyoto......" Zhang Jiang threw the bronze wine jug to Fang Tianchen and turned to leave.

"Zhang Jiang...... This wine jug ......" Fang Tianchen looked puzzled.

"You go, everything will be clear......" The corner of Zhang's mouth showed a wry smile as he turned around, and only sighed softly after he walked out of the foundry.

"I can't do it...... But he ...... Maybe!"

At this moment, Fang Tianchen's face was dazed, and he was a little unclear about the situation, so he had no choice but to do what Zhang Jiang told him.

"Xuan Xuanlou...... Fang Tianchen pinched the bronze sword in his left hand, and looked at the bronze wine jug in his right hand with a slight frown, not knowing what he was thinking!

Two hours later, Fang Tianchen came to a bamboo forest in Kyoto, and hung a broken wooden sign on a huge bamboo, which seemed to have experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, and looked dilapidated, but it was vaguely recognizable that there were three words engraved on it: Xuanyao Tower! (To be continued......