decided to teach Jiang San to practice knives, and Jiang San found that he didn't even have a knife, so he practiced hair!

Qinglin had already prepared and took out the piece of black iron from the white old raccoon.

The third master is a blacksmith who can cast thousands of blades, although he doesn't know what the use of casting those blades is in that isolated mountain village, but over the years, he has heard and seen it, and he also has some attainments in forging a piece.

Dark iron is the best material for crafting blades, and without the tools and time, it is impossible to forge a blade in a short period of time.

And to make a blade out of dark iron, you can't use ordinary flames.

In the past, when the master built a blade, he would sometimes lead the thunder and fire in the sky to quench it.

Of course, Qinglin can do this, but he has to wait for the rainy day, and he doesn't know if he can bear it.

Therefore, it is a little unrealistic to make this piece of superb dark iron into a peerless blade and give it to Jiang San for use.

Then you can only settle for the next best thing, just make the dark iron look like a knife.

It doesn't matter if the edge is sharp or not, it doesn't matter if it's good or not, as long as it can be used.

Anyway, Jiang San has just started, so he shouldn't be picky.

The two of them found a place to go, and under a big tree, a bunch of flames rose, and the light in Qinglin's hand flickered, and he took out the piece of dark iron.

Jiang San knew that Qinglin was going to make a knife for himself, so he propped up his chin and looked at it expectantly.

Without the tools at hand, Qinglin could only make the dark iron into the shape of a knife with his bare hands.

This is actually very difficult, dark iron is extraterrestrial meteoric iron, it is a rare treasure, the best material for forging weapons, and its hardness can be imagined.

There are no tools, no forging special flames, and if you want to make the dark iron into the shape of a knife with your bare hands, ordinary people will definitely not be able to do it, and they will not be able to do it.

But Qinglin had no choice.

"Boom!"

A punch smashed on the black black iron, Jiang San suddenly felt as if his entire eardrum was about to burst, and the person was shocked out by the impact, and fell into the mud.

The lit bonfire was blown away, and a large number of birds were startled in the dark forest.

Qing Lin looked at the Xuantie, which had been slightly deflated, and said to Jiang San: "I'm sorry, this Xuantie is too hard, and I can't control my strength well." ”

Jiang San got up in embarrassment, wiped off the rotten leaves on his mouth, and waved his hand: "It's okay, you continue, I can withstand it." ”

Qinglin just wanted to continue, but Jiang San hurriedly shouted to stop: "Wait... I suddenly felt that it was better not to disturb you, and to stay away from you, so that you might be able to concentrate a little more, come on..."

Jiang San patted his buttocks, and a bonfire was rekindled a hundred zhang away...

"Bang!"

Bang!"

Bang!"

It was destined to be a sleepless night, and one loud bang after another shook the forest, and countless fallen leaves fell.

Away from Baizhang, Jiang San's head was still buzzing by this loud noise in the first half of the night, but later he gradually got used to it, couldn't stay up, and fell asleep by the fire.

When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find that the leaves of the whole forest seemed to have been destroyed by some force, and they had lost all their essence overnight.

Where Qinglin used to stay, there was a big pit of dozens of feet.

Jiang San hurriedly trotted over and found Qinglin sitting cross-legged with a wooden knife in his left hand, as if he was closing his eyes and recuperating.

In front of him, a black knife was inserted.

The black knife is very long, unsharpened, looks a little blunt, the blade is uneven, and in some places it is uneven, it is simply ugly...

Very spicy eyes...

To be honest, Jiang San was a little disgusted, but when he thought that this was built for him by Qinglin himself, it took him a night of hard work, and he immediately felt that it was not so ugly.

Listening to Xiao Linzi, this black knife is made of dark iron, although I don't know what the so-called dark iron is, but it must be a good thing.

Then cherish it.

Jiang San held the handle of the knife with one hand and wanted to pull it out, but was embarrassed to find that he couldn't pull it out...

Lying on the grass!

Jiang San held the hilt of the sword with both hands, exerted his strength, and slowly pulled the black knife out of the ground.

As soon as he pulled it out, he collapsed, and he couldn't be tired...

This knife is very heavy, especially heavy, and the guarantee is estimated at sixty pounds.

Jiang San's hands could barely wave, and he could only drag it with one hand, let alone play it.

Damn, this is for people...

At this time, Qinglin opened his eyes, he looked very tired, and his face was a little pale.

Jiang San had never seen such a small forest, so it was conceivable that he was really not easy yesterday.

The complaint in Jiang San's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, and all that was left was distress, he looked at Qinglin and said with concern: "It's okay, are you? ”

Qinglin waved his hand to stop: "It's okay, it took me most of my qi to temper the Xuantie last night, and now I have almost recovered, you tried the knife, but it's okay?"

Jiang San hesitated a little: "Okay, yes, but some... It's too heavy..."

"This is Xuantie, it makes sense to be heavier, you just need to get used to it. ”

Since Qinglin said so, Jiang San couldn't say anything, so he picked up the black knife with difficulty and continued to hurry.

Neither of them knew the specific location of Qing Ting City, and when they met people on the road to ask for directions, passers-by only pointed to a general direction and went south.

The two of them walked all the way south, plunging headlong into the deserted mountains.

Then lost his way.

It is clear that they are going the wrong way.

Seeing the sunset, Jiang San carried a black knife all the way, walking and stopping, tired enough, he had a bitter face, and said to Qinglin: "If you say that you will go ten miles to the south, there will be a road that leads directly to Yange County, and there are people on the road, you can stay at night, what about the people who said yes?"

In front of me is a mountain range, overgrown with bushes, weeds are up to the knees, and it is difficult to walk, if you walk such a way to the Qing court city thousands of miles away, it will be cool sooner or later...

Qinglin was also a little puzzled: "The road that person pointed out for us, and he didn't go in the wrong direction, why is there no way?"

Jiang San stopped with a knife and rolled his eyes: "That guy is not kind, give us random directions, one road to the dark, don't let me meet him again next time... Otherwise, I have to let him taste my master's master..."

Jiang San's hands clenched into fists, and his fingers crackled.

"No, maybe we've gone down the wrong path. ”

Qinglin felt that others should not lie to him for no reason, that would not be good for him.

"That's what you think..."

Jiang San glanced at him and said: "In the past, when I ran the hall in Piaoxiang Courtyard, there were so many ruffians who loved to tease people when they had nothing to do, leaving aside those powerful people who couldn't be provoked, from famous prostitutes in Qinglou to peddlers and pawns, as long as they could be pitted, they were all pitted...

The more miserable they are, the happier they are, no way, these people's happiness is based on the pain of others, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and they are bad...

So Xiaolinzi, don't trust others so easily in the future, it's better to keep an eye on everything, otherwise you will be the one who suffers. ”

Jiang San's words seemed to open the door to a new world for Qinglin, making him understand that he still knew too little about this world and people's hearts...

"Since you know everything, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Jiang San coughed dryly: "I deliberately honed you and let you learn some lessons." ”

After walking a little further, it was completely dark.

Looking at the night, Qinglin said softly: "Let's find a place to rest for a while, and by the way, we will teach you the method of condensing qi, and you can practice all the way on the way." ”

"Hah!"

Jiang San's expression was shocked, looking forward to grandpa and grandma, his mother was finally looking forward to this day.

At the same time as the joy in my heart, a bold idea came out of my heart.

Fuck wait for me to succeed in my studies, and then go over the wall of the widow's house in the town, I definitely won't flash to my waist...