That's right, this wooden box is actually filled with Qingli Iron!

So he glanced sideways at Zhang Yi before, this piece of Qingli iron brought by Duan Gongzi was definitely not as big as the two pieces that Zhang Yi took to forge himself that day!

In other words, the two pieces of Qingli Iron that Zhang Yi took out were worth more than 20,000 contribution points! This made Shi Qilin have to wonder about the origin of Zhang Yi's two pieces of materials!

Zhang Yi saw Shi Qilin in the corner and took out the material, and in an instant his face turned cyan, and he secretly said in his heart, "How can it be Qingli Tie!"

Shi Qilin was not in a hurry to find trouble with Zhang Yi, but began to prepare in an orderly manner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Forging is divided into two categories, one is forging, just like his dagger and Zhang Yi's soft sword, which is forged, and the other is forging, that is, making molds, and then putting it in with fired materials, one is hammered on the original basis, and the other is directly shaped, and then deep processing.

Today, this Duan Gongzi asked himself to process all this piece of green iron into a two-inch long needle, which can be said to be the most difficult in finishing!

People who use needles as weapons are generally used as hidden weapons, which requires them to be sharp and hard, too hard will become brittle, too soft will not necessarily be fatal with one blow! And it should be light and easy to carry.

Generally speaking, it is extremely difficult to use a high-grade material such as Qingli Iron to create a hidden weapon like a needle!

However, Shi Qilin is not a fool, but he just jumped into this pit, and it was voluntary!

It's not that he's arrogant, it's that he's sure! First of all, he has forged Qingli Iron and knows his characteristics! Second, if this Duan Gongzi wants to build weapons, Shi Qilin still has to mumble, but what he actually wants is a homely thing like a needle, don't forget, Shi Qilin has beaten those villagers for ten years in the small village of Wumeng Mountain!

Some ordinary people, there are a lot of weapons used there, so Shi Qilin is more familiar with those farm tools and daily necessities, the reason why he can build weapons is that his father insists on learning it himself, but he didn't expect it to come in handy in this Chiyun Sect now!

After the furnace on the heater burned red, Shi Qilin threw the green iron into it, and then began to wait.

Zhang Yi thought about it in the corner, and finally walked to Shi Qilin, and said in his ear, "Qi Lin, I ......"

Before he could say anything, Shi Qilin raised his hand and motioned to Zhang Yi not to continue, and responded in a low voice, "Let's go to the restaurant to talk when they are sent away." ”

Zhang Yi glanced at Shi Qilin deeply, and then nodded heavily.

The green iron in the furnace had completely melted, and Shi Qilin took the container out of the furnace with a large tong, poured it into the soil that had been prepared next to it, and then poured the soil one by one.

After about a quarter of an hour, the man in red yawned and said leisurely, "Why don't you start yet, I should take a nap!"

Shi Qilin squinted at this Duan Gongzi, and then slapped the earth cocoon with an expressionless face, and the soil cocoon instantly disintegrated.

The interior of this long strip of earth is like a beehive, layer after layer, each layer has ten independent but interconnected needle-shaped spaces, and when the space on the bottom layer is filled, it will be piled up to the upper layer, and the layers will progress.

The pipes connected between each space are very small, and when the metal in them cools down, the connections will automatically break due to thermal expansion and contraction.

After pulling through the fragments of the soil for a while, Shi Qilin picked out a total of one hundred and ten iron needles that looked more like nails.

At this time, the man in red next to him spoke, "I want this set of weapons, I need one hundred and eight, that is to say, you can only fail twice at most! Your time is before the child, how about it, I am merciful enough, right?" The man in red looked like he was sitting and waiting to make money, very proud.

It can fail twice, but it's an almost impossible task, so to speak!

Although the workload of each of these one hundred and eight iron needles is not large, but the energy required for each one is very high, to ensure that the hidden weapon will not deviate from the direction after being thrown, it is necessary to try its best to achieve uniform thickness, and the control of the forging hammer must be extremely accurate!

With Shi Qilin's energy and physical strength, it was impossible for him to finish it before the time of the child!

However, this is only almost impossible, and Shi Qilin wants to challenge this impossibility!

He directly put the five green iron sticks into the heating furnace at one time! It didn't take long for Shi Qilin to put the five red-hot iron needles together on the forging table, and after taking a deep breath, Shi Qilin remembered what happened when he was a child.

In a clearing on Wumeng Mountain, there were many small holes, and a thin-looking man was squatting on the ground, measuring the thickness of an arm with a tape measure, and next to him stood an eight-year-old child with a wooden hammer.

After the man finished measuring, he took out the bamboo whip on his back and hit the little boy's buttocks, the anger on his face could not be concealed, "How many times have I told you?

After the little boy was beaten, he looked aggrieved, but he endured the pain and did not cry, and when he heard the man's reprimand, he also muttered quietly, "Isn't it just striking iron?

Unexpectedly, the man actually heard the little boy's complaint, and immediately became furious! Raising the bamboo whip in his hand high, the little boy was also frightened and closed his eyes, but his body did not escape for a moment!

Looking at the child in front of him, the man's hand holding the bamboo whip began to tremble, and the hand did not fall for a long time, and after a few breaths, the man began to gasp for breath, and the anger on his face was replaced by sadness.

"Lin'er, I don't beat you, too, what's the difference between me and a blacksmith now? I beat you to make you remember that you are forging!"

Looking at the child in front of him, the man really had no way to take him, only hated the teachings that iron is not steel, and as he spoke, suddenly the man tightly held the upper arm of his right hand and squatted on the ground, his face was full of wrinkles that appeared prematurely, because of the pain, and now he twisted into a ball!

The little boy who ignored him just now immediately rushed over and massaged the man's right hand, his immature little face was full of panic, and he hurriedly asked, "Dad, how is it?

After about ten breaths, the man stood up with the support of the child, "It's not in the way, you also know Dad's old problem, Dad is afraid that one day I will really not be able to move my hands, and I don't even have an heir to my craft!"

The little boy looked at the man's expression because of the faint pain in his arm, and the tears that he had endured before actually flowed out, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely learn forging hard, I won't let your craft be lost, I will teach my son and grandson when I learn it!"

The man raised his right hand with difficulty and rubbed the boy's hair, "You little rabbit, how old are you, and you are thinking about your son and grandson?"

The little boy burst into tears and laughed, wiped the tears from his face, and then he said, "Don't make fun of me, Dad, I'll take you to Doctor Bai's place to have a look!"

The boy took the man's hand and was about to leave, but he didn't expect him to squat in place, "Lin'er, you don't go to Doctor Bai in the future, he can't help my illness, I don't have pain now, come, continue to practice!"

The boy lifted the wooden hammer again, but this time his face was no longer aggrieved, but firm in his faith!

On Wumeng Mountain, there was another sound of "bells".

Thinking of his father's strict training for himself back then, Shi Qilin can't help but tremble his teeth now!

Light as beating tofu and heavy as a blow of gravel. Shi Qilin has been training for a long time!

The forging hammer in Shi Qilin's hand fell lightly and lifted it flutteringly, and the sound of each hammer was the same sonorous and toned!

The sound of "bells" in the strange forging has been coming and going one after another, until it is completely dark, and it has not stopped!

In the dark night, the brilliance of Huangyang stone should shine on the one hundred and eight green iron needles neatly stacked in the red brocade box, which makes this simple forging shop shine!

After estimating the time, it was still half an hour before midnight! The old man who came here with the man in red took one in each hand, weighed it a few times, and said with a look of surprise, "It's almost exactly the same!"

That's right, these one hundred and eight needles, after Shi Qilin's forging, almost every one has the same weight and the same size!

Shi Qilin wiped the sweat on his body and looked at the man in red in front of him with a relaxed expression, "How is it? Duan Gongzi, are you still satisfied?"

The man in red was about to speak, but the old man hurriedly came over, "Zhongli must fight better than him, but Zhongli may not be able to make every one almost equal!"

This Duan Gongzi thought about it carefully, and immediately laughed heartily, "Brother Lin, I have nothing to say about your forging skills! I have made a deal with your friend! I will personally send the reward to the door another day! Let's go!"

With that, the man in red walked out of the strange forging with the old man.