was severely tricked by Pig Huangsan once, and Ling Feng also knew how powerful Pig Huangsan was, and honestly followed Pig Huangsan to a blacksmith shop that was not too big and a little shabby. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's here!"

When he came to the shop where he usually mixed rice, Zhu Huangsan stood still and turned to look at Ling Feng. Ling Feng looked up at the unsightly blacksmith shop, which was completely like a makeshift shop barely made of trees, weeds, and mud, as if it was about to fall down if a gust of wind blew.

"It's yours...... Blacksmith shop?"

Ling Feng couldn't believe that a famous blacksmith in the rivers and lakes would work in such a bad shop.

"Didn't you look up and see that sign?"

Zhu Huangsan raised his head and pointed to the big wooden plaque above Ling Feng's head, Ling Feng took a few steps back, and when he looked up again, there was a long wooden board hanging in front of the straw shed of the shop, and the wooden board was written with five big characters "Fat Blacksmith Shop". While Ling Feng was still looking left and right at this unsightly shop, Zhu Huangsan took out a long key from his waist and opened the lock.

"Hey, boy, come in!"

Listen to the call of the third pig emperor. Ling Feng approached the shop, and everything in front of him made Ling Feng stunned. The shop was well-lit, the walls around it were filled with all kinds of swords and guns, and the four tables in the room were also spread out with all kinds of hidden weapons, and even a few muskets.

"Damn, this is an arsenal!"

Ling Feng said secretly in his heart.

"Third uncle, are these all built by you?"

After looking at these weapons of different sizes and forms in the house, Ling Feng had a deeper understanding of the fat man Pig Huangsan, who usually looked cynical, but was actually a super god blacksmith with a casual life. Ling Feng turned to look at Zhu Huangsan, who was busy with his work, and the admiration in his heart began to arise spontaneously.

"In this blacksmith shop, I didn't build it, is it still you?"

Zhu Huangsan didn't turn around and continued to work on his own business.

"Where's your embroidered spring knife, show me ......."

For Ling Feng, the embroidered spring knife is not only a status symbol of Jinyiwei, Ling Feng has long regarded it as his own treasure, as a loyal partner who will not betray him when he roams the rivers and lakes. Ling Feng untied the rope tied to his chest, held the scabbard of the embroidered spring knife with both hands, and slowly handed it to the Jianghu God Blacksmith Zhu Huangsan.

"Click!"

With the sound of a muddy and strong metal colliding, the third pig emperor pulled out the sheath of the broken embroidered spring knife. Ever since the Embroidered Spring Knife was broken in two, Ling Feng hadn't pulled it out. This was the first time it had been pulled out again, and if it couldn't be repaired, it would be the last time it had been unsheathed. Zhu Huangsan placed the embroidered spring knife broken in two on the table, and took two knives with both hands and looked at them carefully.

"Dead, dead, dead......"

After looking at the broken sections of the two truncated knives, Pig Huangsan also shook his head helplessly.

"What is dead......?"

Ling Feng looked at the embroidered spring knife, although he didn't understand what the "dead" in Zhu Huangsan's mouth meant, but he could guess that it was estimated that the embroidered spring knife was not saved.

"This embroidered spring knife is hopeless, even I can't fix it, even if I barely connect these two fragments, it can't fight like before. Because the soul of this knife is completely dead, and there is no way to save it!"

Looking at the broken knife in his hand, the third-generation blacksmith Pig Huangsan looked very helpless.

"Knife Soul...... Dead?"

The same knife has a different understanding for the person who forged it and the person who used it. As for the "knife soul" in the mouth of the third pig emperor, Ling Feng didn't understand.

"People have three souls and seven souls, and knives also have sword souls. Your embroidered spring knife was cut off by the powerful true qi, on the surface it seems that the knife was broken in two, but in fact, the inner surface of the knife is already full of holes, and there is no possibility of repair. ”

The third pig emperor, who was very familiar with the knife, told Ling Feng in detail about the situation of the embroidered spring knife.

"That'...... Is there any other way for the third uncle?"

This embroidered spring knife has been with Ling Feng for more than 2 years, and Ling Feng is a little reluctant to lose it like this.

"The only way now is to reforge the Blade Soul for it!"

"Reforge the Blade Soul?"

Ling Feng watched as Pig Emperor San turned around and walked towards the furnace with his knife that had been broken in two.

"Third uncle, what are you doing here?"

"What's the matter, I can't help with the wind!"

Pig Huangsan took off his coat, tied an oilcloth to block his chest, and officially began to reforge the sword soul.

"Your knife is dead, and the only way now is to remelt it into molten iron and reshape it qualitatively. ”

Ling Feng was silently blowing the wind on the side, watching the knife that had accompanied him for two years being thrown by the three hands of the Pig Emperor, falling into the furnace and slowly melting by the flames, gradually disappearing into a pool of molten iron.

"Ling Feng, go and get that black stone on my desk. ”

Treating the casual life of the pig emperor three, he is very serious about playing iron casting swords, not to mention that this time it is still the embroidered spring knife that recasts Ling Feng, and the pig emperor is even more hands-on. According to the instructions of the third pig emperor, Ling Feng brought a fist-sized black stone with uneven edges and corners, at first Ling Feng looked at the stone and it was not too heavy, but until he got it in his hand, he obviously felt that the density of this stone was very large, only the size of a fist, but Ling Feng's arm was sore.

"Third uncle, what kind of stone is this, so heavy!"

Handing the black stone to Pig Emperor San, Ling Feng rubbed his right arm vigorously. With such a strange stone, Ling Feng didn't know what the use of the Pig Emperor San was with it.

"This is the Dark Iron Ice Crystal, if you want to forge a powerful sword soul, this is a must!"

With that, the third pig emperor threw the entire dark iron ice crystal into the furnace and slowly melted.

"Darkiron Ice Crystal!?"

"Uh-huh, not bad. This is also the only dark iron ice crystal I have found on the rivers and lakes over the years!"

Pig Emperor San has been staring intently at everything in the furnace, and will never allow any accidents to occur halfway.

"The only one, the third uncle, you still ......"

Although Ling Feng wanted to have a good sword, watching Zhu Huangsan put his most precious cryolite into it, Ling Feng was not only grateful, but also had an extra responsibility in his heart.

"I've always wanted to create a sword that can be famous in the rivers and lakes, so I've been looking for dark iron cryolite. Now is the moment I look forward to, if the sword comes out, it will help you and fulfill one of my wishes. ”

"It's finally melted, now it's time to start shaping!"

I saw that Zhu Huangsan pulled the rope at one end of the furnace, and the furnace turned on its side, and the molten iron in the furnace also flowed out and was formed on a mold that Zhu Huangsan had prepared a long time ago.

"Keep up the blows, I'm going to start building!"

"Third uncle, can you help me make the handle of my knife longer?"

"How long?"

"Uh-huh...... It's probably that long!"

Ling Feng raised his index finger and pointed to the two joints of his index finger.

"No problem!"

"Smack, smack, smack......"

Good knives have been tempered before they came out, and the pig emperor picked up the big hammer and kept beating it with expectation and sweat. With the completion of the quenching of the last formalities, Zhu Huangsan and Ling Feng both looked at the knife soaked in water with a very expectant mood and eyes, what was its true face.

"Now it's time to witness the miracle!"

Pig Huangsan's right hand stretched out into the water, and suddenly with a strong right hand, a cyan long knife splashed in front of the two of them. The knife is 1.3 meters long, weighs 1.8 pounds, the blade is pure bronze, the blade is silvery-white, and the two sides of the knife are engraved with two fierce dragons, and the dragon's heads of the two dragons are intertwined and bite each other on the blade.

"Okay, good, it's really a treasure knife!"

Zhu Huangsan, who knew the knife, was very excited when he saw this knife coming out.

"Here, Ling Feng, you have to treat it well in the future! With it, you will definitely be able to win the battle in the rivers and lakes!"

Zhu Huangsan proudly presented this Jianghu treasure knife with both hands, Ling Feng took the treasure knife with both hands, and the shadow of the embroidered spring knife was still clearly visible, but this knife was more like a re-blooming and revealing an infinitely domineering embroidered spring knife.

"Third uncle, can I still name it Embroidered Spring Knife? I feel like it's still there!"

Ling Feng held the treasure knife in both hands, soliciting the Pig Emperor Three who cast it.

"Ling Feng, now this knife is yours, I am only responsible for casting it, what name to take, you can do it yourself!"

Pig Huangsan looked at the knife in Ling Feng's hand, and a very relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, then it's called the Embroidered Spring Knife!"