Carefully looking at the long sword in his hand, Chen Yuan showed an interested look. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It stands to reason that Chen Yuan shouldn't be so surprised to see a steel sword instead of an iron sword.

In this world, as in ancient China, people have long known that iron weapons are too brittle, and they can easily break when they are used too hard or when weapons intersect.

But the wisdom of the working people is infinite, and they found that if they repeatedly forged the freshly baked iron embryos, the weapons obtained would have better hardness and toughness.

At this time, the iron and steel smelting is often the method of heating and melting the reduced molten iron with rich ore and charcoal, and then purifying it into steel step by step by using the hitting method, which is commonly known as "thousands of hammers" into steel.

The forging method is a skill that a skilled blacksmith must master, and the strength and skill of forging are the best way to measure the level of a blacksmith.

But in any case, the steel products at this time are inseparable from the word forging.

Even if a weapon made of steel can be polished and made to be extremely smooth, at a deep level, it is impossible to erase the marks of forging like fish scales that a blacksmith or a refiner can feel.

This is also why some weapons are in the hands of experts, and you can know that they are from the hands of masters without trying the sword.

Because connoisseurs can tell from the forging marks that the craftsman is skilled.

But the long sword in Chen Yuan's hand was a little special.

Needless to say, the blade is smooth, but it doesn't have the fish scale marks that steel swords of this era must have, which is a bit strange.

This sword is more like an industrial product of desulfurization and dephosphorization after redox reaction in Chen Yuan's modern society.

Moreover, with his strong spiritual sense and unique sensitivity to materials, Chen Yuan faintly felt that this sword seemed to have some other metals added, similar to the properties of nickel or chromium.

Stainless steel? Chen Yuan's face showed a hint of playfulness.

At this moment, the curtain leading to the backyard was lifted, and a hearty laugh came: "Little brother seems to be particularly interested in this sword?"

Chen Yuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and he knew the identity of the person who came without being introduced-Senior Brother Zhou's father had arrived.

It seems to be a face carved in the same mold as Senior Brother Zhou, and his body is powerful and powerful, especially a pair of arms are exceptionally strong, but perhaps because of the pain and torture in Senior Brother Zhou's mouth, the tall body at this moment looks a little rickety.

"Uncle Zhou," Chen Yuan greeted with a smile and put down the long sword in his hand, "Tampering with the things of the master's family, it is the junior who has some Meng Lang." ”

Father Zhou waved his hand and said, "If you want to see it, you can see it, we don't have so many rules in the countryside." ”

After that, Father Zhou then asked, "I heard Hao'er hear about you, it seems that you are also refining the Dao?"

"It's also the Dao of Refining", is there anyone else here who is also a refiner?

Chen Yuan had some doubts in his heart when he heard the word, but he didn't think much about it, he just regarded it as a mistake by Father Zhou.

Seeing that Chen Yuan nodded yes, Father Zhou looked a little confused: "When that kid Zhihao first entered Yingtianzong, I repeatedly told him to choose refining weapons in the future, but I didn't expect this kid to listen to me in the end......"

At this time, Zhou Zhihao, who followed Zhou's father back to the front yard, couldn't help but interject: "Dad, you don't know, the refining tool is not like you to strike iron, but it is dangerous, I am thinking of the three generations of my family, and I can't bear to send your white-haired person to black-haired person, so I won't choose." ”

Hearing that Zhou Zhihao dared to fight back, Zhou's father became even more angry: "Who said I don't know......"

After a pause, he continued: "Even if I don't know, after so many years, I haven't heard of a few refiners refining themselves to death. ”

"How do you know if you don't," Zhou Zhihao muttered unconvinced, "You don't know anything about the cultivation realm." ”

"You little rabbit cub, don't you have stiff wings?

Father Zhou didn't take his son's status as a monk in his eyes at all, and he stretched out his hand and dragged it over, wanting to beat him violently.

But just when the slap was fanned out, he suddenly remembered that there was a Chen Yuan standing on the side.

Can't let outsiders see the joke, thinking of this, Father Zhou stopped in a daze.

Originally, Chen Yuan was looking at the excitement, and he didn't even remind Zhou's father of the common sense mistake of "it is impossible for a little rabbit cub to grow wings" in his words, for fear of disturbing their emotions.

But even so, he still didn't see the good show of "father and son", and Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Let go and throw Zhou Zhihao aside, Zhou's father coughed dryly twice in embarrassment, and asked curiously: "Since the little brother is a senior disciple of Ying Tianzong's refining dao, how can he look down on the weapons refined by me, a rural villager?"

Zhou Zhihao, who had just escaped, couldn't help but die, and when he heard his father's words, Zhou Zhihao said disdainfully: "Dad, don't sell yourself there, how can Senior Brother Chen be interested in your broken sword?"

After that, Senior Brother Zhou took out his cold flying sword and said, "See, this sword is exactly what Senior Brother Chen created for me, as far as the long swords you hit, it is not a problem for this sword to split a hundred at a time." ”

Father Zhou glanced at the flying sword in Zhou Zhihao's hand, smiled slightly, and then his gaze fell on Chen Yuan again.

For some reason, Chen Yuan vaguely felt that there seemed to be a trace of disdain in Father Zhou's smile.

Seeing that the elders were still waiting for his reply, Chen Yuan replied calmly: "Although this sword is not as powerful as a magic weapon, and the material is also very ordinary, the processing method of this material is quite clever and unheard of. ”

After a pause, Chen Yuan frowned and continued: "This technique is completely different from any refining school, as if it shouldn't appear in this world. ”

When he heard Chen Yuan's first half of the sentence, for this compliment from half of his peers, Father Zhou looked very happy and looked very useful.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face changed color.

Father Zhou's face was cloudy, and he forced himself to laugh after a long time: "Little brother said that he laughed, he didn't need to be a long sword that could be beaten casually, how could it be so mysterious as you said." ”

After a perfunctory sentence, Father Zhou continued: "The old man suddenly felt a little unwell, so he won't stay here to accompany the little brother." ”

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Zhou's father's words, Zhou Zhihao couldn't help but show some worried looks.

"It's okay, I'm sick, just go back and rest, and you can entertain guests for your father here. ”

Looking at his father's figure leaving in a hurry, Zhou Zhihao's eyes were full of worry, and he looked at Chen Yuan and said, "Senior brother, I'll say goodbye for a while, and give the elixir brought back from the sect to my father." ”

"Well, you can hurry up," Chen Yuan nodded.

After the father and son of the Zhou family left, Chen Yuan fell into deep thought: This father Zhou seems to be very difficult......