Lin Xixue put the sword into the sheath, held the iron sword with the scabbard in his hand, and added: "In addition to being hard, it is better to be heavier." ”

After all, the greater the mass, the more kinetic energy it can carry, and the more lethal it will be when wielded, and this iron sword always feels a little light in your hand.

The middle-aged man was stunned by her sword, and the dustpan containing the broken carbon in his hand fell to the ground, and the broken carbon rolled to the ground.

He saw that this little girl was delicate, and there were no calluses on her fingers, so she was just a young lady from a wealthy family.

But when he saw Fang Cai's sword, he no longer dared to have any contempt.

This sword is just too fast, and not just fast, but more importantly, fierce!

He was still very confident in the strength of his blade, but when the sword came out just now, the entire sword body was almost bent into a circle, which showed the fierceness of this sword.

The most terrifying thing is that it is so fast, such a fierce sword, and it has no momentum?

Although he is not a martial artist in the dart industry, because of his exquisite skills, he also walks quite closely with the brothers in the dart line on weekdays, and he has watched them perform martial arts, so he naturally knows a lot about the doorway.

Generally speaking, before the sword is released, you need to put on a posture, and the posture is right, so that you can use the strength of the whole body to exert force, and the move can be powerful.

So whether it's learning boxing or swords, the first thing is always zamabu. If the lower plate is unstable and the posture is wrong, it is just a showcase after all.

And this sword, without gaining momentum, means that there is no power to invoke the next plate at all, it is a sword that is swung purely by the power of the arm.

Is this really something that people can do?

Beads of sweat slipped down his neck, and he didn't dare to continue thinking about it, but he understood that no matter what, he had to do his best to meet the customer's request.

If you make this distinguished guest dissatisfied, I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed.

He laughed dryly, then hurriedly picked up the crushed carbon, added it to the furnace, and pulled the bellows a few times to turn the fire on.

Picked up the linen towel around his neck and wiped his sweat, and then said in a panic: "Does the woman have other requirements, such as the length of the knife, appearance, etc.?" ”

"The knife is long, and according to my height, the appearance is plain, and the most important thing is that the sooner the better, use it urgently, and the silver money will definitely not be missing you."

"Yes, yes, today I will push all the other work, and I will give you the heroine first, but I have to do five, I am afraid that it is indeed a little reluctant in a short time."

"It's better for you to see if this will work, I guess the woman you need five blades is nothing more than your strong moves, afraid of breaking the blade, why don't I fight a blade that is not easy to damage for the woman first, you use it first, and you give me more time for the remaining four."

"Not easy to break? Didn't you just say that the harder the blade, the more brittle it is? Lin Xixue frowned and said suspiciously.

"Hehe......" The middle-aged man bent over and laughed awkwardly, "That's the state of an ordinary blade, but what you want is obviously not an ordinary blade, isn't it?" ”

Lin Xixue's eyebrows rolled, and she didn't say anything, and said indifferently: "If you can really hit a blade that is not easy to break, the reward will naturally be indispensable to you." ”

"It will definitely satisfy the woman!" The middle-aged man beat his chest, and his previous panic was swept away, obviously extremely confident in his craft.

"It's just that the production method of this special blade is a special craft passed down from my ancestors, and you also know that our craftsmen rely on their own craftsmanship to eat, and I'm afraid that the production process will not be able to be observed by the heroine."

Lin Xixue knew that he was driving people away, and she was no longer reluctant, just nodded slightly and turned to leave.

As soon as she went out, the middle-aged man locked the door, and Lin Xixue looked into it and found that he not only added locks, but also added two.

This move aroused Lin Xixue's suspicions, even if it is a unique craft, I am afraid that it doesn't need to be so mysterious, right?

Lin Xixue went around to the back alley of the blacksmith shop and probed her divine sense into the house.

She wanted to see what was so special about this so-called ancestral secret.

I saw that the man was not in a hurry to start making weapons, but first took a large basin of water to scrub his body, and then changed into a set of clothes that looked very new.

After making sure that the doors and windows were locked, he took out an iron box from the hidden compartment in the wall, and then took out a candle from the back room, melted the candle, and took out a key.

Interestingly, the key and the box are separated, and the key is hidden in the candle.

The man carefully opened the tin box and took out a rusty bronze statue.

When Lin Xixue saw this statue, her spirit immediately became nervous.

She felt that she might already have a phobia of statues, and that no matter what she saw, whether it was mud, stone, wood, gold, or iron, she felt uncomfortable.

What's more, the combination of the two elements of bathing, dressing and statues, it is difficult for her not to think about it.

The blacksmith may seem like a mortal, but it doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems.

The middle-aged man took out the bronze statue, perhaps because the statue was too old, and he couldn't see clearly what the specific image of the statue was, and even dropped a lot of rust chips when he took it.

The statue was placed on the offering table, gauze and ointment of unknown purpose were prepared, and the three pillars of incense were raised.

Lin Xixue's hand had already grasped the invisible magic sword, ready to strike at any time.

The blacksmith held the incense and bowed three times in a row, and then spoke: "Xue Xi, a descendant of the Xue family, please ask the old gentleman to give the heavenly fire." ”

After speaking, he inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the statue, and then held his hands above his head and gritted his teeth.

In a short time, his hands were ignited by blue-purple flames that appeared out of thin air.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly held the blue and purple flame and sent it into the fire.

In an instant, the flames in the furnace turned to pure blue, and the heat distorted the air in the entire blacksmith's shop.

It only took a few breaths, and the crucible placed on the forge was directly burned red, almost turning into molten iron.

Lin Xixue was shocked to see it outside the wall, and immediately remembered a word in her mind - perfect fire.

The blacksmith dipped his burning hands into the bucket, and the water in the bucket soon gurgled and boiled.

When he took out his hands again, although the flame had been extinguished, there was no longer a good piece of skin left on his hands.

He exhaled with a grin, clasped the bottle between his elbows, and then uncorked the ointment with his mouth, smeared it on his badly burned hands, and hastily bandaged it.

He leaned against the wall for a moment before he took out the various ores and began to smelt.

The impurities in the various mineral sands were quickly burned by the cyan flame, and the parts left behind became more and more transparent.

A clay mold is taken and a metal liquid calcined until completely transparent is poured into it.

During the cooling process, he remixed the mineral sand in different proportions and melted a furnace of molten iron.

Although Lin Xixue couldn't understand the difference between the two, she could generally understand that these were two alloys with different proportions.

After the two alloys had cooled and formed, the blacksmith actually wrapped one alloy around the other and began to forge it.

Every time the hammer falls, cyan sparks burst out, and after a few hammers, the hammer in the blacksmith's hand will melt and deform......