For the problem that anger does not help, what Qin Chong often does is to let go first.

Anyway, the old thing owes him more than these two things, and there will be no chance of repayment.

Thinking about going to the smelting hall, it should be good, the old guy said before that there is a refining magic here, just to see it.

Uncle Hei led him all the way to a place at the east end of the village, a big house, with five rooms, which was very strangely arranged, like a formation. But Qin Chong couldn't understand it now. There were also more than a dozen slightly smaller rooms, and there was already one person waiting in front of one of them, a young man who was slightly older than Qin Chong. His face was yellow, his hair was messy like a chicken nest, and when he saw that Uncle Hei personally sent a disciple over, he hurriedly greeted him and saluted respectfully.

Lao Hei handed over the letter and the person to the man, and said with a smile: "Tiezhu Master Nephew, the person will be handed over to you." For these three months, all that he has will be yours. I'm leaving. See you later. ”

Hearing this, Qin Chong's heart felt awkward for a while.

Uncle Shi named Lao Hei, and several senior brothers are either called Gao Pole or Xiao Fat, this one is even more thunderous, called Iron Pillar? Besides, what is all called? What is it called all? What is it called You? I have become an object? Or have I become an animal?

He had been trained by Ling's blacksmith for many years, but he had already squeezed out a bright smile on his face and stepped forward to salute: "Qin Zhong has seen senior brother. ”

Tie Zhu came over to take over the burden for Qin Chong, slapped him on the shoulder, and showed a smile like a spring breeze on his face: "I heard that a junior brother is coming to our hall to help, but I can count on you coming." ”

Under this palm, Qin Zhong grinned in pain, his knees almost weakened, and he said that the name of the iron pillar is really suitable, this palm is as heavy as an iron hammer, and I am afraid that it will not weigh five hundred catties. Fortunately, I hit the iron every day, and the muscles all over my body finally withstood it, and I didn't lose the old guy's face.

A burst of surprise flashed on Tie Zhu's face, he didn't directly hit the street under his palm in the past two years, and this one was the only one, and this one was still a child who was only twelve years old, and it seemed that his foundation was not bad.

Tie Zhu grabbed Qin Chong and affectionately dragged him into the residence.

Qin Zhong thought, this fasting house is a little strange, but fortunately, the people here are quite friendly and not difficult to get along with, otherwise how can they survive this day?

As soon as he finished thinking about this thought, he heard a loud voice in the middle of the five large rooms: "What about the new coolie? He came here to pay off his debts, but he couldn't make it easy for him to spend these three months. Last time I lost a damn big thing, that guy with black luck, it hurt me. Dead Iron Pillar, hurry up and bring people here, I'll use them in a hurry. ”

Tie Zhu looked embarrassed, hurriedly put down Qin Chong's burden, pulled Xiao Qin Chong who never took a breath, and rushed to the big house.

Qin Chong followed the iron pillar into the house, and the situation in the house shocked Qin Chong's jaw again.

The appearance looks like an extremely ordinary room, in the middle of the house, there is only a large furnace, at least ten times larger than the old guy's broken furnace, the strange thing is that there is no bellows, the fire in the furnace is quietly burning, and there is no fire in sight, nor can you see any coal in it. I don't know how this fire was lit.

Around the large stove, there are five large anvils, placed in a position similar to the five large rooms, next to the anvils, each with a hammer of different sizes. The corners of the room are full of large cabinets, where all kinds of smelting materials are placed.

The Yin Iron, which was valued as a treasure by Qin, was scattered in piles on the lowest layer, and it seemed that it was the most worthless material here. looked at Qin Zhong stunned, what the hell is this?

There was a chaise longue on the inside of the room, and there lay an old man who looked like a balloon because of his short limbs and round and bulging belly. A short arm, holding a small teapot, is drinking tea, and his eyes are only slit, and he doesn't know whether he is open or closed.

Qin Zhong looked at this humanoid balloon and almost laughed out loud.

Tie Zhu hurriedly pulled him and greeted the old man: "Hello Uncle Qiu, this is the new junior brother, Qin Chong." ”

Qin Chong had already laughed in his heart while visiting, this surname is good, Qiu Qiu.

The old man snorted coldly: "Qin boy, seeing that your eyes are uninhibited, and your hands and feet are trembling, you must be thinking about the word Qiuqiu, right?"

Qin was shocked, how could he think in his heart, this old man would know?

The old man snorted angrily again: "Every new disciple thinks so. Can you hide it from me? I can teach you that this master's name is to go up and down the ball!"

Qin Chong's face was abrupt, his mouth opened wide, and he was speechless. Isn't this amazing?

These parents are really advanced, and they take this name, and they are as good as their names.

Master Qiu snorted coldly and said: "Don't be stupid like a mountain goods, who is that, Han Tiezhu, take that what, the bottom of the broken yin iron, let this coolie be refined into refined yin iron." ”

Qin Chong was stunned for a moment, and looked at the master puzzled, the master was impatient, closed his eyes, and snorted after a while.

The iron pillar pulled Qin Zhong to the furnace and explained to him that these yin irons are not pure in texture and need to be tempered in the furnace to remove all the impurities. After refining pure yin iron, it will only weigh one-tenth of the current one.

Qin Zhong looked at the yin iron in the room, and for the first time, he felt that this thing was so dazzling. There must be at least hundreds of pounds of Yin Iron here. His own bow, only a little bit of yin iron, it took him five days of work, and it was almost not refined, how long will this room be refined?

"Which hammer do I use, and how does this fire burn?"

Iron Pillar held the biggest hammer: "Just use it." You put the yin iron in the furnace, and the fire will naturally be strong. This is the one-yuan pure fire set up by the Fire Spirit Hall, which is specially used to refine impurities. With that, he turned around and walked out of the big house to the next room to get busy, leaving Qin Chong alone to face the old man and the room full of Yin Tie.

Qin Chong wanted to cry without tears.

Gritting his teeth, it's not just three months, which can be regarded as paying off some debts for the old guy.

Qin Zhong picked up an iron tong, picked up a piece of Yin Iron, and put it into the fire, the fire was strange, when the Yin Iron was not placed, the flames burned lightly and calmly, as soon as the Yin Iron entered, the fire seemed to rise like a wild storm, surrounding the Yin Iron, looking like it was going to devour it. Qin Zhong was really taken aback.

This is what Senior Brother Tiezhu said about the one-yuan pure fire?

In the blink of an eye, the yin iron had been burned red, Qin Chong secretly said, when he was in the small village, at least it took a pot of tea, and the bellows were pulled straight to spark, so that the yin iron was burned to such an extent, it seems that this yuan pure fire is really not simple, and I don't know how it came about? Hearing this name, it seems to be a bit unexpected.

The next step is to use a hammer to hammer constantly, repeatedly temper, and remove the impurities little by little.

Qin Chong was about to grab the hammer designated by the iron pillar at hand, but the hammer looked ordinary, and he couldn't imagine that it was extremely heavy, Qin Chong used all his strength to lift the general, hammered it hard a few times, and stopped panting, his right hand from the fingers to the wrist, the small arm, the big arm, and even the shoulder, everywhere seemed to be cracked, especially the position of the tiger's mouth, and a line was cracked. There was faint blood leaking through.

Qin Chong was already at a loss for what to do. With his strength of one hundred and fifty stones, he could only lift this hammer a few times, and this hammer could not go nearly two hundred stones? It is difficult to lift such a heavy hammer, how can it be used to make iron?

It's also strange to say, as soon as the yin iron leaves the furnace, the one-yuan pure fire suddenly returns to the calm state just now, which is really magical.

Qin Chong rubbed his right arm, turned to the other table, and there were four slightly smaller hammers, Qin Chong wanted to change one to try, who knew that after a try, the other four, with his strength at this time, couldn't even hold it, let alone lift it.

At this moment, I realized that the five hammers here, the largest one, are the lightest, and the smaller the heavier.

Qin Chong's heart cooled, those yin iron, let alone three months, at the current pace, there is no way to deal with it in three years.

How did the other brothers refine it? He was the best at smelting, and he never thought that when he came here, he would be so badly beaten.

Not sooner or later, the old man woke up from a sleep, saw Qin Zhong in a daze, and shook his sore right hand there, and scolded urgently: "It's been so long, and a piece of yin iron hasn't been disposed of yet?"

Qin Chong couldn't do anything, but sincerely asked for advice: "Master, this hammer is so heavy, how can it smelt Yin Iron?"

The old man picked up the teapot and took a sip, slowly put down the pot, and shook it a few times on the chaise longue, overwhelmed the master's addiction, and saw that Qin Chong still lowered his eyebrows and looked respectful, and his heart was a little happy.

He sighed and asked, "Don't you have a quenching body? Why don't you have any strength?"

Qin Chong suddenly remembered what the coachman Xu Er had said to him on the road before, the three realms of martial artists, also known as quenching the body, dividing the quenching force, quenching strength, and quenching qi, but the old guy has never told himself this, and he still knows it from Xu Er.

He shook his head at the moment, indicating that he didn't know. He has always been tireless, sensitive and eager to learn about things he doesn't understand and is interested in.

"Please give me some advice. Holding his trembling right hand in his left hand, he bowed to the master.

The master was slightly satisfied with this sensible boy. Although the strength is not great, it is still polite. But if you want to guide yourself, this kid is not qualified now.

shouted at the moment: "Han Tiezhu, teach this fool you brought." ”