Chapter 8 The sword becomes autumn and the water is cold
"Step on ...... Step ......"
Before dawn in the early morning, I heard a terrifying vibration on the road of Baoding City, and in the distance, I saw a burly bearded man walking from the gray morning, and his figure gradually became clear.
I saw that the big man's arms were exposed, and he carried a half-man-high bucket in each hand, and the water in it was rarely steaming, and every time he stepped down, he would have a moment's pause, just like a giant beast coming, and the gravel on the stone road was trembling.
He walked until he reached the door of a blacksmith's shop.
"Little boss, I'm back. ”
The big man said to the young man who was tempering in the shop, his voice was like a roar, like thunder, and then he carried the wooden bucket and poured the water in it into the empty quenching pool.
"Okay, I'm almost done. ”
Although the sound of the hammer falling in the young man's hand was very rapid, the rhythm was the same, but the hammer in his hand danced into countless horses, and it faintly became a strange hammer method of its own.
"Alright. ”
Suddenly, I heard the sound of rapid tempering in the shop, and with a rapid shout, two black lights immediately appeared and then sank into the quenching pool.
What is surprising is that this time is different from the previous tempering, and there is no sound of water mist.
Liu Baiyi and Tie Chuanjia were also extremely surprised, only to see that the water that was still steaming was cold in a moment, and then condensed into ice.
"I thought the spring outside the city would be able to do it if it wasn't frozen. ”
Liu Baiyi frowned.
He glanced at the pool of water that was rapidly condensing, and suddenly a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he took out a sword embryo and cut it directly at his wrist.
Although the sword embryo had no blade, it was no different from a sword in Liu Baiyi's hands, and blood flowed suddenly.
"I will refine and forge you with my blood, and I hope you will be born. ”
As he spoke, the wound on his wrist had been moved to the top of the two swords, and suddenly blood dripped and flowed on the two swords, and it was strange to say that the water that had been frozen slowly stopped.
"Good. ”
Liu Baiyi's face turned pale, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Zheng!"
But what he didn't expect was that the two black and green swords were gradually merged together, like magnets, and they seemed to drink human blood, and they actually absorbed all the blood of Liu Baiyi.
"Little boss. ”
Tie Chuanjia saw that Liu Baiyi was losing more and more blood, and immediately stepped forward to help.
"Huh!"
Just when Liu Baiyi couldn't hold on, he saw that the two swords suddenly trembled, as if he groaned softly.
"It's done. ”
Seeing this, Liu Baiyi suddenly opened his mouth weakly, and then immediately stopped the bleeding, and the joy in his eyes could not be concealed.
The sword body is not the same width throughout the body, but slightly narrower from the hilt, and then points directly at the tip of the sword, no more than three feet five inches long, no more than three fingers wide, and the thickness of the two swords is no more than one finger.
I don't know if it's because of the relationship between being soaked in the blood of Liu Baiyi, the carved lines on the hilt of the sword are actually red, and the sword body is all black and blue, cold and restrained, simple but not losing the atmosphere.
"Good sword. ”
Tie Chuanjia couldn't help but praise when he looked at it.
"Nature is a good sword. ”
Liu Baiyi muttered to himself, then took a deep breath, and grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, but he didn't see the cold invading, but was a little warm, and there was an illusion of blood connection.
"Zheng!"
With a stroke, a Qingyue sword groan suddenly sounded.
Liu Baiyi's eyes condensed, and the internal force flowing in his body was injected, and suddenly the black ash formed by the original quenching on the sword body was shaken off, and the sword body immediately seemed to have most of the black color removed, and the blue light was heavier, and the glow was like water.
He wiped his hands, and the originally merged swords were actually separated from them at this moment, except for some differences in color, they were almost identical.
"Haha, I have my own sword. ”
Liu Baiyi smiled like a child.
"Little boss, give them a name. ”
Tie Chuanjia couldn't help but say when he saw it.
"The two swords are really one sword, green as autumn water, chilling people's hearts, how about the cold autumn water?"
Liu Baiyi pondered for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly came up with a name.
In this way, a sword that made countless people frightened was born, one sword with two bodies, one person with two swords, a unique sword in the world, a unique person in the world.
"Good name. ”
Tie Chuanjia opened his mouth next to him, and then subconsciously took the sword handed by Liu Baiyi, as soon as he started his hand, he immediately felt a terrifying cold air instantly seeping into his body from the hilt of the sword, and with a sharp edge, he let go in vain in shock, and the autumn water cold was immediately inserted into the stone, half a foot deeper.
"What's wrong?"
Liu Baiyi was stunned.
"This sword chill is too strong. ”
Tie Chuanjia was a little shocked, only to see that there was a slight frostbite in the palm of his hand, you must know that he is a master of horizontal training.
"Cold?"
Liu Baiyi was surprised to pull up the autumn water cold, but he didn't feel it.
"This ...... Could it be that this sword still knows the Lord?"
Seeing this, Tie Chuanjia suddenly sighed in surprise in his heart, he was a little unsure, but he couldn't explain it.
"I'm in a good mood today, how about I go and invite Ah Fei and your young master to drink?"
When Liu Baiyi heard this, he couldn't put it down and stroked Qiu Shui Han, and he talked without finding Tie Chuanjia's slightly frozen face.
"Happy today, I don't want to get drunk and go home. ”
Liu Baiyi seemed to be unaware.
Tie Chuanjia immediately looked at Liu Baiyi, and then at the sword in his hand, and the expression in his eyes changed as if he thought of something terrible.
"The little boss hurts himself by drinking, so let's drink soup." ”
Tie Chuanjia was silent for a long time before he said angrily.
"Hurt?"
Liu Baiyi looked at Tie Chuanjia with some confusion.
"Yes, you think, your old injuries have just healed and new injuries have been added to your body, and the young master is also a little weak when he just opened up the meridians for you, so it's not wrong to drink less wine. ”
In desperation, Tie Chuanjia hurriedly spoke, sweat oozing from the corners of his forehead, and his face was serious.
"That's right. ”
Liu Baiyi nodded.
But then his face changed, and he held the sword in his right hand and stroked the sword body with his left hand.
"Hehe, Lao Tie, I'm really happy for my sword, as soon as I was born, someone rushed to sacrifice the sword. ”
His eyes froze, and the cold light was like a sword, and he glanced into the distance.
Tie Chuanjia's expression also changed, and his face became silent, like a lion.
I saw that he slowly took out a pair of black cold fist gloves from under the casting platform, and the fist gloves were spliced together with hundreds of refined steel, which was cast by Liu Baiyi for nearly a month and a half.
"The footsteps are as light as the wind, and the people who come are not weak, and there are quite a few people. ”
His eyes closed, then slowly opened.
"It's okay, I recently learned a new swordsmanship, and I'm looking for someone to try the sword, and during this time, I feel like two fools just using my left hand and right hand, and now it's just the right time. ”
After that, Liu Baiyi had slowly stood up, and his figure had left the shop in a flash, but he didn't want to do light work for a while.
"Since Your Excellency is here, show up. ”
Liu Baiyi stood on the empty street with a sword, and his flat voice spread far and wide.
"Woo Woo ......"
Before the words fell, I saw several hidden weapons shrouded in them.
"Left side door. ”
Liu Baiyi's eyes were slightly raised, his right hand shook, and in an instant, the sword in his hand had turned into a sword shadow in the sky, like snow falling in the sky, and like a pear blossom blooming.
And at this moment, I heard a flute sound on the street corner.
The sound of the flute is melodious and clear, gradually turning from high and redundant to sluggish, twisting and turning, and it is contemplative.
Following the sound of the flute, I saw a man dressed in a very shabby cotton robe, a very thin face, very yellow, and a very sparse beard, as if he were a malnourished old pedant, and he was walking while playing the flute.
"Mr. Iron Flute?"
Liu Baiyi stared, and it was Tie Chuanjia who spoke, and his expression was a little solemn.