Jian Chen came to the outside of the Sword Casting Workshop early the next morning, and the Sword Casting Workshop can be said to be one of the most strictly managed places by the Sword Family, and people are generally not allowed to enter.

When he came to the door of the Sword Casting Workshop, Jian Chen heard the sound of banging inside, which was very lively. There were also bursts of heat in the air. These qi are all emanating from the swordsmithing workshop.

Looking at the grand sword casting workshop in front of him, Jian Chen sighed, the arsenal in the previous life was not so big! This sword casting workshop can be said to be one of the core parts of the sword family, it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to enter, even if Jian Chen went to Jian Yuan to get the token.

Jian Chen paused, and he will spend the rest of his life in this sword casting workshop, whether he can comprehend the artistic conception of fire can be said to depend on it, and I hope it can be powerful.

Jian Chen's head walked towards the gate of the Sword Forge Workshop.

"The sword casting workshop is heavy, and idlers are not allowed to enter. Young patriarch, please come back. The guards stopped Jian Chen, not being a little polite because of Jian Chen's identity. The guards guarding here can be said to be the most loyal to the sword family. The family also gave them enough rights not to let outsiders in and disturb the sword.

"I have a token." Jian Chen's eyes didn't make it difficult for these guards, and took out the token that Jian Chen's gave him.

The guards took the token in Jian Chen's hand and poured vitality into it, the token immediately emitted a fiery red light, the two guards looked into each other's eyes, and both nodded, and then said to Jian Chen: "Young Patriarch, please come in." With that, he pressed the button, and the door slowly opened.

A busy scene came into Jian Chen's eyes, some people were blowing the wind, some were casting, some were forging, and some were injecting spirits. They were busy with their own, without a word of communication, but they were so tacit.

Jian Chen walked inside, and this was a person who looked like a steward walked out, and said to Jian Chen: "Jian Break, I have seen the young patriarch, I don't know what the young patriarch is here." ”

Jian Chen took out the token given by Jian Yuan and said to the steward, "Steward, I'm here to learn forging." ”

The steward was slightly stunned, what kind of drama is this singing, the descendants of the sword family want to learn the art of forging, but they have to wait until they become sword masters, why did this young patriarch come so early?

"Sword Breaker, let the young patriarch come in first!" An old voice came from the inner chamber of the swordsmith's workshop, not loud, but seemingly penetrating.

"Young Patriarch, the elder invites you in." Saying that, Jian Duan walked ahead and led the way.

Jian Chen nodded and followed. Jian Chen, the elder of the Sword Casting Workshop, is the most unfamiliar, and he has not seen it a few times all year round, but Jian Chen knows that this elder is one of the most powerful elders, and he has mastered the foundation of the Sword Family. His name is Sword Casting Shin.

Jian Chen, who walked to the inner room, saw an old man holding a hammer and beating the common thing on the forging table, and it was very regular all at once, as if there was something particular, and the old man's last hammer also fell. Immediately plunge your sword into the water.

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A plume of white smoke immediately rose from the pool. The elder took out the long sword again, and carried the vitality in his hand to open the edge for the long sword, which is also the benefit of a martial artist, if ordinary people have to use the grinding wheel obediently.

The original simple and unpretentious long sword suddenly faded from its old appearance, and a bright long sword was displayed in front of everyone.

But Jian Zhuxin didn't mean to stop, holding the hilt of the sword, the sword qi frantically poured into the long sword, this long sword was also strange, it actually absorbed these sword qi cleanly, and it never leaked out at all.

Time passed little by little, and a little sweat began to ooze from Jian Zhuxin's forehead, but his eyes were very bright.

The long sword lit up, blooming with a white essence. These essences are like snakes spitting out cores, fluctuating.

The few people next to him immediately retreated, as if they were avoiding the essence. However, these essences did not move too far away from the long sword, but on Zhou's body attached to the long sword.

The sight didn't last long, and after just a few breaths, all the light dimmed at once, and the longsword returned to its original form, but there seemed to be a flow of energy on the surface of the longsword. Jian Zhuxin breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Congratulations to the master for forging the sword." A few people next to him immediately patted their ass.

"Sword? What kind of sword do you say? Jian Zhuxin looked at his apprentices and asked.

"This ......" It's hard for those apprentices. As apprentices, they naturally want to congratulate them on forging the sword, and besides, can the master make a move?

"I don't practice the sword-forging skills I taught on weekdays, but these good words are very fluent, but it's a pity that I don't eat this as a teacher." Sword Forge teaches these apprentices a new lesson.

"Master, what grade is this sword?" The steward asked.

"This is only a Xuan-level high-level, but it's a pity that the materials are not enough, otherwise you can cast a ground-level one for the teacher. Let's call it the Emperor Heavenly Sword. "Sword Casting New is a little unwilling.

Hearing this, Jian Chen, who was originally confused, was also shocked, this Xuan-level sword came out like this, it was all money, no wonder it was said that alchemists and refiners were the two richest professions in the Sword God Continent.

"Okay, you guys go down, absorb what you see today, and tomorrow everyone will hand in a human-level mid-level weapon as homework." Jian Zhuxin looked at these apprentices, his face turned cold, and he said.

Hearing that these apprentices almost fell to the ground, I originally thought that the master was in a good mood today and that he would have a good day, but he didn't expect it to be even more bitter, but no one dared to complain, and several people knew that the more you complained, the more miserable this master became.

A few people obediently retreated. In the entire sword-casting room, only Jian Zhuxin and Jian Chen were left.

Meet the Swordsmith Elder. "Jian Chen first bowed to the sword casting, but he has to stay in this sword casting workshop these days, and he can't offend this master.

"Well, that kid from Jian Yuan has already told me about you. You first show your various artistic conceptions for me to see. Jian Zhuxin said kindly to Jian Chen, not at all the appearance of the strict master just now. If those apprentices were bound to drop their jaws, their own master actually had such a good attitude.

Listening to his father being called a boy, Jian Chen felt helpless. However, he still released his artistic conception one by one according to the new requirements of Sword Forge.

Gold, wood, water, earth, and wind were released one by one, but the sword dust was indeed not released after the years. It's not that he can't trust Jian Zhuxin, but Jian Yuan has explained that the years must not be known to anyone else.

Jian Zhuxin's mouth grown, obviously shocked.

"It's too similar, you are too similar to your father, you are also at such an age, and you have such a big heart, and you also came to the Sword Forge Workshop." Jian Zhuxin seemed to remember something, and said to himself.

Seeing that the elder in front of him was a little distracted, Jian Chen didn't dare to disturb him, and waited quietly on the side.

It took a while for Jian Zhuxin to come back to his senses.

"You're so old, I think your father was as old as you when he came, or I called him the art of casting, and now it's you." Jian Zhuxin looked at Jian Chen's and said slowly.

Jian Chen's only now did he understand why this Jian Zhuxin called his father and son, and it turned out that there was such a past.