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"One word is a deal!

The middle-aged man was not ambiguous, and directly led the purple water to a small independent furnace.

"Do you need me to find someone for you to teach you to familiarize yourself with the process of iron smelting?" said the middle-aged man.

"No need, you can just bring the original stone that I said before, I know what to do!" Zi Shui said with confidence.

The middle-aged man was also very curious, glanced at Zishui and continued.

Every day you only need to rush the fire, melt fifty pieces of iron ore, and then extract the iron in it, remove impurities, and hammer it into iron bars ready for use.

Of course, I will give you fifty-six pieces of refined iron ore, and your remuneration depends on whether you have time to do your own business every day."

All walks of life have their own tricks, and of course Zishui also knows that one or two of striking iron is how to save time and energy.

Purple water put fifty pieces of refined iron ore in the furnace fire at the same time, superimposed calcination together, as long as they are dissolved one by one, and then maintain a certain temperature can be used at any time.

And this extraction of refined iron essence is not so simple, each piece of fine stone material has to be repeated, after tens of thousands of violent beatings.

Until there are no sparks splashed, the red body is soft and intermingled, it can be regarded as the material to be used, and the simple and boring actions can really consume people's perseverance.

Zishui relied on the dark power of the Thirteen Locks of the Divine Gate to urge the spiritual power to swim away, and coupled with the progression of the late stage of the spiritual movement, it increased the lasting energy emitted by the level.

It took more than ten hours of continuous daily repetition to refine these five pieces of fine iron, the original form, intact.

At this time on this day, the sky outside had just dawned, and Zishui looked at the stone in front of him, which belonged to the self-refining stone.

Exhausted, the clothes on his body have already been beaten, his own Han water has penetrated a few back and forth, sitting cross-legged on the ground at this time, I don't know if I should rest at this time, and I should start all over again, don't let myself underestimate myself. The purple water slowly regulates his breathing, and re-condenses and generates a cycle, trying to gather some spiritual power again.

At this time, he sat quietly and let go of his state of mind, and then slowly, he explored this iron-beating furnace room.

This small furnace room, in the middle of which is only the iron felt of the melting furnace, the passage made of the fire wall stretches straight out, and the green walls are gray on all sides, and there is nothing clean.

Only this wake-up speech written in pen and ink hangs on the wall of the farthest place, "quenching the heart".

Zishui secretly studied and caught, "Quenching the heart, yes, quenching the heart!"

Isn't this the process of striking iron, not so much in the previous hundreds of strokes, but also in conjunction with their own thoughts and consciousness, wielding their strength.

And then the thousands of times, I thought it was an unconscious self-repetition, that posture has long become, inertia, not so much still quenching iron, isn't that refining your own heart.

Zi Shui recalled that the blacksmith grandfather who had helped him, when he was about to say goodbye, the last thing he said to his family was "If you strike iron with your heart, then it will have endless strength." ”

Only then did Zishui really understand this sentence and understand what the kung fu of molten iron grinding was, and he didn't know that he was in a hurry, all for the sake of one hit.

And he forced himself to die of exhaustion, but it was much slower, not as much as the old man's desire and desire, and he went with the flow and saved worry and effort.

Zishui faced this last piece, and the fire refining essence stone came again, and gradually felt that even his own eyes slowed down.

The voice in his ears also softened, and with each forging stroke, his own breath catered to his own heartbeat, and Zishui slowly entered his own state of mind.

At this time, Zishui's cooperation with both hands does not seem to be controlled by his own brain power, but he is cooperating with his own consciousness.

The scene reflected in the eyes was completely like a transcendent reality under him, and the scarlet fire in the furnace could actually flow, and his mood changed again and again.

Zishui felt like he had returned to his childhood, seeing the Huitian Temple on the Qilian Mountains, and seeing the old Taoist laughing with his own family.

He took himself to sow sweet potatoes, and after the autumn, he used a hoe to loosen the loess and slowly collect it... It was a carefree time.

Then Zishui gradually saw that all the bits and pieces of the past when he grew up and the old Taoist elder recalled those things that he had long forgotten.

They all seem to have happened, they do... Until Zishui saw it, the old Taoist died in front of his own eyes.

Zishui's eyes gradually became misty, but his hands still kept moving, without pausing at all, and he didn't feel tired at all.

"It turns out that this is the quenching of the heart!" Zi Shui said to himself silently, and sank into the state of mind again.

This time, Zishui saw the eldest brother Zhan Kunlun, the second sister Xu Chuanghua, and the tomboy, laughing loudly and begging in the streets of the market, wandering among the most lively crowds, where is the begging?

The smiling faces on each of their faces were so happy, and Zishui smiled knowingly...

As everyone knows, the strength of Zishui's hands at this time has changed from his state of mind.

The person Zishui wanted to see the most in her heart, she was "Yu Qin'er!".

She called her Zishui brother sweetly, she always squeaked herself naughtily, stuffed delicious food into her mouth, and liked to hug her tightly.

What a beautiful memory, but Zishui didn't know why, she laughed bitterly and cried...

Grandpa Bing, Grandpa Yuan, why are you here, eldest brother, second brother, fourth brother, Bing Shili, Liao Qingsheng, Deng Changhe, you are also here...

Zishui has been in a state of mind for seven consecutive days, and this state of mind has been repeated repeatedly, and Zishui has also let go of his own heart, and has not avoided anything, but has gradually changed from sweet to bitter, and then from bitter to sweet.

After being happy, he was worried, and after he was worried, he laughed, and all kinds of helplessness were combined with the different moods of the seven days, and he shot out seven rough sword blanks of similar length.

These seven sword blanks are also strange to say, although they are all refined from the same grade of fine stone, but instead the sword body is born, and different colors and lusters rhyme.

Seven of these handfuls are of different colors, but there are roughly a faint shade of blue, light black, light red, light yellow, light green, light blue, and miserable white.

At this time, a row is placed, although each is disgraced, but they are all secretly in line with their own home, the reflection of the mood at different stages, and the various changes in it, so that the purple water is loved.

It's amazing to think about why the same person, the same creation, but it is inexplicable.

The quality of this forged thing may be mostly inducted, and the heart and desire of the person who cast it are blended in it, and Zishui sees a different scene every time.

The hand must also be different from the light and severity, the change of mental strength and the purification and regeneration process of this thing, the combination of color and then this thing, the reflection is mostly the result of the present.

Only these seven swords know Zishui the most, and they are also the secrets that Zishui's heart can't hide, and they are displayed together, and one color is Zishui.

If you are immortal, how good it is, old people like Dao Chang, Grandpa Yuan, and Grandpa Bing, you can always be there, teach me, wait for me.

If there are no immortal people, it is good to have eternal health! Isn't this the greatest hope for the elderly?

Helplessly, with health, without all kinds of tribulations in the world, how good it is to resentful of the enemy!

But if it is not difficult to seek that there is no wind and waves in this life, then it would be good to have peace.

If there is peace, can I still hope that my lover will not be separated again, as long as the lover is no longer separated, am I willing to give up immortality or health and peace again?

In fact, this is the true state of mind of Zishui, the origin of the color on the sword blank.

Flowers are colorful, people have seven emotions and six desires, this life, old age, sickness and death, resentment will, love parting, can't beg.

No wonder no one can escape, and they can't avoid their suffering, although Zishui is empathetic, but watching them shine in the dark, it makes their hearts feel relieved.

This is like seven faint rainbows, supporting and opening in the chest.

Zishui thought of this in his heart, since you are me, I am also you. I will not give each of you a name, for you are one.

In the future, you will be my handy weapon, with you with us to investigate, and pursue all kinds of unsolvable answers, I will call you "Seven Bitter Rainbow Sword!"

"Big brother!" Zi Shui was still unfinished here, and heard a person behind him shouting, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me with peace of mind? Why did you come here?

Zishui turned around and saw that it was the young man in brocade, the blue fan boy, who saw Zishui here, unkempt and miserable.

After a long time, the middle-aged man said, "He is my eldest brother Zishui, and he is the owner of the village who invited guests! How dare you treat him like this?"

The middle-aged man was not afraid, this man called the blue fan and the yellow-haired boy was afraid of drinking, but in this acre and three points of land, he was still very in awe of the owner of the Blue Moon Village.

After all, his family will have to earn a living here in the future, so he said politely, "This brother didn't tell his identity when he came...

So it's even more blamed for my lack of thoughtfulness, I didn't ask a mouth, and I hope that the two little brothers will bear with me at this point. ”

The blue fan boy said reluctantly, "Look at him like that... If you are called for seven days in a row, no one is a ghost or a ghost, so it's over?"

The middle-aged man said in his heart, "That's it, I'll call this Zishui brother, and I'll pick a weapon to take advantage of here."

This store gave it to him for nothing, so I should apologize to you, can you?"

This person observed Zishui for seven consecutive days, but found that this person had the city government in his heart, and he was quite accurate in his low-key work, but he was willing to make this friend and give him a meeting gift.

Lan Fan knew that he was worth a lot of money here, and he didn't wronged Zishui for seven days of work, he just looked at it without saying anything for a while, and Zishui made his own decisions.

At this time, Zishui smiled slightly, and said to the middle-aged man, "The store is too polite, there is no need to be like this! It's just that in the past seven days, I have already formed the sword blank that I thought in my heart."

But the follow-up workmanship is also bothered by the shopkeeper, I only know the rough way of iron, and the rest of the remaining means, I don't know one by one, I'm afraid it will spoil me, many days of hard work, so I also ask this brother to bother again. ”

The middle-aged man said, "The sword is formed, and the other sword arsenals and sword hilts are no longer difficult. But I don't know what kind of character this Zishui brother wants?"

Zishui said, "I originally planned to reserve a three-finger-wide hollow circular hole in the hilt and gauntlet, and let the rest be in charge of the shopkeeper. ”

The sword blank made by Zishui is actually detailed in the eyes of this shopkeeper, and it has long been commonplace to see divine weapons in his shop.

The refined iron quenching and discoloration have long been there, and he said in his heart that it is not too much, the depth and length of the fire, and I don't know that these seven sword blanks have any subtle forbidden means to fuse.

It is incomparable to anything in his store, and it is such a simple request at this time, so what is there to refuse, but it is just a gesture and a moment of effort.

"Okay! Since the brother is interested in his own means, he will take it in three days!" said the middle-aged man.

This matter has the best of both worlds, the blue fan boy led the way for Zishui on the one hand, and said deeply on the other hand, "Originally, I wanted to go back quickly, but I wanted my uncle to explain to me and do something important."

I went out in a hurry for a few days, and I regretted that I didn't ask someone to bring you a message, for fear that you would be anxious about waiting, so I didn't say goodbye.

When I hurried back, you were not in the inn, I thought that the eldest brother, wandering out alone, would be back in a moment.

But this time I was asked to wait in your house, and I waited for a short day, and then I found out that something was wrong, and I asked around for acquaintances here, and I found out that you were here..."

After the blue fan boy finished his long words, he finally paused with a sigh of relief and looked at Zishui.

Zishui said, "I didn't plan to do this, I just wanted to find a weapon for myself, but I was tired at this time, but I was very comfortable, you don't have to care." ”

"Why does the eldest brother need to be like this, the younger brother has already planned to give birth early, how about letting my uncle give you a piece this time?

After all, no valuable dead thing can be exchanged for my little brother's life, hehe..."The blue fan boy said with a smile.

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