In the next few days, Yi Xifeng trained in general arts and martial arts in the morning. In the afternoon, when the martial arts were practiced, they still continued to train martial arts. In the evening, practice the trick of drinking energy.

After a few days, I did find a few benefits brought by the wine.

The wine qi and energy penetrate the meridians of the whole body, and a few times can relieve all kinds of fatigue caused by training, which is the same as what Li Chengqian said, which can be regarded as a wonderful use to assist in training martial arts.

Another wonderful use is that by practicing alcohol qi every day, Yi Xifeng's stamina is significantly improved. In just a few days of practice, he could barely complete the training of standing, that is, standing for an hour.

Yi Xifeng also naturally began to participate in the training program of fighting and shooting.

As Yi Xifeng slowly became familiar with the cultivation method of drinking energy, his reputation for drinking also spread throughout Yinren Village.

Think about it, a five-year-old child has to drink a small jar of spirits every day (a small jar is about two catties), and it is difficult to think of not being famous.

But fortunately, Yi Xifeng lives in the village chief's house, and the village chief's son, Lin Fenghuo's father, Lin Rufa, is the leader of the blacksmith in Yinren Village.

Blacksmithing is a functional organization in Yinren Village, which manages all blacksmiths, iron smelting and armament work in Yinren Village.

Whether it is the hoes, sickles, and hunting crossbows used by the people in the village, or the weapons and armor used by the strong men in the village to engage in and protect the iron clothes, or even the sophisticated protective gear and weapons on the mountain patrol team, they are all made by blacksmiths and manufactured and managed in a unified manner.

Of course, the most important thing in blacksmithing is spirits.

Winter in the mountains always comes early, and before November, the village of Inhito ushered in the first snow after the beginning of winter.

The maple forest, which was still bright red in late autumn, has quietly changed into silver, and only occasionally through the layers of snow, you can still see a touch of red under the snow.

Yi Xifeng's thin figure sat alone in the middle of the snow, he wore a thin coarse cloth undershirt, and carried a one-foot-high wine gourd behind him.

The mouth of the gourd was not plugged with a wooden stopper, but a hollow reed rod was inserted into it, and the other end was in the boy's mouth.

The early winter evening was getting colder, but the white boy exuded bursts of heat, and even the ground under him revealed an area without snow.

Yi Xifeng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with wisdom and doubts that did not match his age.

"Wine is strong, gathering blood and gas in the dantian, wine gas instead of blood and gas penetrates the meridians of the whole body, clears the blood and fades, and refines the soul. There is nothing wrong with this, but the effect is not as significant as before. Yi Xifeng slowly frowned and thought.

At this time, a heroic young man came running from a distance, his complexion was a little dark, wheat-colored, not Lin Fenghuo, who could it be?

"Xifeng, you've been sitting here for almost two hours, let's go, come with me to see my father's casting knife, this time there is a new temple vessel baked!" the swarthy young man said excitedly to Yi Xifeng.

"Well, it's been a long time since I've seen Limber forge the knife himself, so let's go. By the way, Kuroko, how do you know that this refining is a temple vessel?"

In fact, Yi Xifeng knew that every time Lin Rufa cast a weapon, Heizi would say that it was a temple weapon.

The so-called temple utensils refer to the sacred soldiers that can be enshrined in the ancestral temple.

The so-called divine weapon not only refers to its scarce and precious material, but more importantly, it contains gods, but how to judge whether a weapon contains gods is not something that Yi Xifeng can understand now.

The reason why the temple can grow into a divine soldier is mainly because the temple is enshrined in the ancestral temple for a long time.

Legend has it that the temple vessels with a long history will have instrument spirits, and these instrument spirits are nourished and strengthened by the gods in the divine soldiers.

Lin Fenghuo ignored Yi Fengfeng, grabbed his sleeve and ran to the blacksmith in the village.

At this time, a group of people gathered outside the huge iron gate built by the blacksmith. Among them, most of them are young and young, and most of them are men.

As a blacksmith grandmaster, Lin Rufa's weapons are not able to resist against this group of martial youths.

The heavy iron gate was slowly opened, and I saw ten sturdy blacksmiths carrying a giant dome three zhang high and one and a half zhang wide to the square.

This tripod is dark all over, containing the color of purple gold, and the appearance is uneven, saying that the metal is more like a stone.

The surrounding noise gradually became smaller, and it can be seen that this molten tripod made of purple lazuli really shocked many onlookers.

Purple lazuli is a rare stone, the texture is not hard, but it is extremely resistant to high temperatures, also called "sun gold essence".

When Yi Xifeng saw this big tripod for the first time, he was really taken aback. I wondered how hard this person had to be to carry this tripod, and later learned that this tripod was not as heavy as it seemed on the surface.

But this time, ten people were still dispatched to carry this tripod, which shows that the weight of the weapons inside is definitely not light.

At this time, the crowd parted, and a large man with a dark face flashed out from behind the iron gate.

The man had a solemn face, a mixed iron sledgehammer pinned to his waist, his feet wore green silk twine straw sandals, and he held a huge wine jar in his hands.

The wine jar in his arms is so huge, let alone it can hold 500 catties of spirits. Dahan patted open the sealing mud, grabbed the edge of the altar with one hand, stretched out a foot against the bottom of the wine jar, stretched his legs, hooked his toes, lifted the wine jar, and poured the wine in the jar into the sink placed under the big ding.

The action was like flowing water, attracting applause from the surroundings.

The man at the head also ignored the repeated cheers of the people around him, and took a huge iron tong from the craftsman beside him.

At this time, there were already four people who used iron hooks to open the gate on one side of the giant ding, and the big man didn't say a word, picked up the giant tongs and stabbed them into the furnace.

Immediately after an angry roar, the big man pulled out an object from the Ding furnace. The shape of the object is not clear, and it is estimated that it is a long, narrow object with a bright blue color.

The Great Han stabbed the object diagonally into the wine, and with a bang, the wine in the tank burst into flames.

The blue-blue flames rose more than a foot high. The color of the utensils in the tank also dimmed, and the wine in the tank gradually became scarce.

When the wine in the tank disappears, the utensils in the tank also show their true shape!

It was a long knife more than three feet long, lying in the sink with a cold light. The blade was jet black, with cyan veins on it, and the blade was stained with alcohol, and the cyan flames were still flowing back and forth on the blade.

After a while, the temperature of the blade dropped, and the cyan flame disappeared, but the cyan veins were a few points better.

The big man smiled and scooped up the knife, and laughed loudly:

"Seven years and three thousand irons,

Melt on this blade.

Encounter yin and yang wine,

Circulation is all green fire.

This knife is called Qinghuo. ”

This big man is naturally Lin Fenghuo's father, Lin Rufa.

Everyone saw Lin Confucianism practicing the green fire knife, although they didn't know if it was a temple vessel, but the scene of green fire in the sky just now still made these villagers excited.

Presumably, there will be a lot of stories about forging knives today.

When the swarthy young man saw that everyone was scattered, he ran to Lin Rufa and said, "Congratulations, Dad, you have refined another divine weapon!"

Lin Rufa laughed and said, "You kid, why are you so well-behaved at this time, do you want to touch it?"

Suddenly, Lin Fenghuo was like a chicken pecking rice. Lin Rufa smiled: "Don't be reckless, you really can't hold it, so let's do it, I'll hold it for you......"

Before Lin Rufa finished speaking, Lin Fenghuo rushed to him, stretched out his little hand and touched Qinghuo's blade, and his hand was cold.

Lin Rufa looked at Yi Xifeng with a smile, but found that he was staring at the sink, stunned.

"Cherish the wind, can you come and touch it too?" the middle-aged man smiled and signaled.

Yi Xifeng came back to his senses, looked at the Qinghuo Knife, and then looked at Lin Rufa, then saluted the other party and asked:

"Uncle Lin, the boy has the courage to ask for advice, why do you use spirits when forging this green fire knife? ”

Lin Rufa thought that Yi Xifeng wanted to learn this forging skill, and explained to the white young man with a smile what forging is, and how to quench and other steps.

At the end, Lin Rufa added: "As for quenching with spirits, it is because the quality of this Qinghuo knife itself has reached the level of a temple vessel. How could the faint spirit of those mortal swords in the past be compared to it. ”

Speaking of this, the man paused and continued: "Wine is a thing of yin and yang, which can be fire or water. In the final step of this baking, refining with wine is to let it melt into water and fire and temper its spirit. It must be known that the reason why the divine soldier is called a divine soldier is only because it contains a god. Quenching it with yin and yang, refining its gods, the gods are strong, the gods are strong, and the tools are strong, and the tools can be refined again and again, and the cycle repeats until it becomes its instrument spirit!"

Yi Xifeng listened to Lin Rufa's words, muttering and repeating in his mouth, and his eyes gradually brightened. After a while, the white young man took a deep look and sighed, "Xie Linbo pointed!"

Yi Xifeng was inspired by Lin Confucianism, refining weapons is like refining people.

The reason why Yi Xifeng was able to withstand eighteen mouthfuls of wine into his body was not because of his talent, but because of his strong spirit.

Seventeen years in his previous life plus three years of coming to this world, a full twenty years of divine soul, so that Yi Xifeng could withstand the impact of eighteen sips of wine.

It is precisely because of the strength of the divine soul that he has brought him the miracle of being five years old.

After the initial period of soaring strength, Yi Xifeng's physical potential growth gradually entered a bottleneck period.

Of course, with only the foundation of his five years old through the meridians of the whole body, even if it develops slowly, after Yi Xifeng becomes an adult, his internal strength is deep and long, and he is also a generation of good players.

But inspired by Lin Confucianism, Yi Xifeng thought: The wine qi and strength exercise method is also like this way of refining, if the spirit is strong, it can withstand more yin and yang refining of wine qi, making the body strong. If you can strengthen the soul while refining the physical body, the two complement each other, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort.

The boy decided to try this bold conjecture, and the first thing that came to his mind was medicinal wine.

Through cultivation again and again, Yi Xifeng found that every time he cultivated the strength of the wine, the body would absorb a very small part of the wine into the body and integrate into the internal organs.

So Yi Xifeng decided to use the medicine skills he learned in two years when he came to this world to enhance his soul.