Yue Buqun thought that he would start selling coolies in three days, and he didn't want to be forced by Luo Lao to start striking iron the next day, saying that he practiced forging techniques in advance, so as not to make mistakes when he officially cast the sword. Then he lit a furnace and found a few iron bars for Yue Buqun, and asked him to practice forging a hundred steels and a thousand steels first. What made Yue Buqun speechless the most was that the old man also arranged for Yue Buqun's two knife men to take turns heating and quenching him, so that he could concentrate on beating, and the old man himself took away the remaining ten or so knife men, commanding them to chop wood and carry water, lift stones and move bricks, stir muddy water, repair blast furnaces, and so on. If it weren't for Yue Buqun, the head of the town, those men who licked blood with knives would have dismantled the old man a long time ago.

Seeing Yue Buqun wielding a big hammer to hit the iron shirtless, Ke Ling Hu Chong almost broke his belly with laughter in secret, and in the end, he could only retreat under Yue Buqun's sharp and compelling eyes, and took Yu Renyan to find the old man's grandson Luo Fan to play with the wooden sword.

The first day was okay, Yue Buqun relied on his profound internal strength, and he was only a little tired after hammering the iron for a whole day, which was not too hard. However, the next day, the old man replaced Yue Buqun with an extra-large stainless steel hammer, saying that he would use this hammer to forge a sword, so that Yue Buqun could try his hand in advance. Poor Yue Buqun hammered for a day, not only was the internal force consumed a lot, but his arms were almost unable to be raised, but he experienced the taste of a Condor Hero practicing heavy swords, and he could only secretly recover his skills at night.

At the beginning of the third day, the old man divided and blended the refined materials, fused and cast two sword embryos, and began to play in person, constantly heating, beating, and quenching with Yue Buqun, saying that this was the first forging of two high-grade swords, and adjusting the tacit understanding with Yue Buqun to prepare for the forging of top-level swords in the future.

Yue Buqun looked at the two sword embryos that were almost wrist-thick, but the old man himself was on the field, and when he fused the sword embryos, he took out some secret materials that he treasured, and he was extremely careful to frequently add potions with unique secret recipes during forging. Yue Buqun also waited solemnly, in strict accordance with the old man's instructions to constantly adjust the size of the strength, the direction of the beating, the frequency of the beating, etc., during which the strength of the force changes the complexity and subtlety of the force is not hesitant to use all his strength to fight with people, according to his current martial arts foundation, he has to go all out to grasp the strength to be able to do the same. The old man didn't know what to do, but he was quite satisfied with his performance, and praised Yue Buqun for his talent as a blacksmith.

The only thing that surprised Yue Buqun was that he saw tungsten ore in the secret material added by the old man. The old man saw that he recognized the extraordinaryness of tungsten ore, and proudly boasted that this was a precious metal that he had studied for half a year before he could use it freely, and although the "tungsten steel" smelted by adding refined iron was not as good as the dark iron, it could easily cast an excellent blade close to the high-grade sword.

In addition to being shocked by the old man's super-era "scientific research ability", Yue Buqun thought of the old man's grandson Luo Fan, and couldn't help but secretly make a decision that he thought was wise and martial. Of course, there was no difference on his face, so as not to mess up the old man's mind and make a mistake in forging the sword, just in his spare time, he taught Luo Fan a few tricks of Huashan basic swordsmanship and simple breathing and breathing techniques, and asked Ling Hu Chong and Yu Renyan to accompany him to practice.

After several days of striking iron with all his might, Yue Buqun felt that his internal strength had not increased, but it had also solidified a little, and the brawn strength of his arms had increased a lot, which was an unexpected joy. The embryos of the two high-grade swords are gradually formed after intricate forging and carburizing, and only a few special quenching treatments are needed to complete the tempering. He couldn't help but take the half-finished sword and look at it carefully, the blade of the sword was unsharpened, it was still black, a little thick, but he could vaguely see the dense fiber lines, which were naturally formed by thousands of tempers, and he could feel the amazing toughness between the gentle bends, which alone was far better than the sword he had before him.

In the meantime, Yue Buqun also learned from the old man that if a top-level sword gives birth to an extraordinary sword spirit, there are roughly two methods, one is to forge, cultivate, and reconcile the sword embryo day and night through a skilled sword caster. The second is that the master of the sword uses his own spirit to refine and cultivate the sword day and night, if the master's spirit is strong and pure, there is a chance to achieve a powerful sword spirit, just like Liu Bang combined with the emperor's qi in the Chixiao Sword, and Confucius infected the pure Jun sword with the spirit of Haoran......

Originally the core theory of swordsmiths from generation to generation, these secrets were not known to outsiders, but because no one had been able to achieve that level of transcendence for hundreds of years, they gradually became regarded as myths and legends and were no longer taken seriously by swordsmiths. In Yue Buqun's mind, if the first method is not for the skill of the swordsmith to reach the level of Ou Yezi, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve his wish, maybe it is only possible to pour the power of the swordsmith into a sword for several generations in a row, but the cost is too high. As for the second method, if it weren't for the martial arts swordsmanship reaching the level of Dugu seeking defeat and Zhang Sanfeng, I am afraid it would be impossible, and Yue Buqun was very curious about whether Zhang Sanfeng's saber true martial arts sword had achieved an extraordinary sword spirit.

However, since the method of infecting the spirit of the spirit can make the sword enlighten, Yue Buqun doesn't mind trying it out among casting top-grade swords, for example, when beating, the sword embryo is constantly infused with purple qi, when heated, the flame is triggered by the purple qi, and when quenching, the purple qi is also used to turn into a cold and cold mountain spring...... And after the sword is completed, it must be used as his sword for a long time to be carried by his side for a long time to refine and recuperate, in order to achieve the wonderful realm of the unity of man and sword.

Of course, the body of this sword is the style of Huashan's customary long sword, but in terms of the hilt material and appearance, Yue Buqun and the old man's aesthetics are not the same, and it is inevitable that there will be disputes.

When the final sharpening was completed, looking at the smooth and natural sword body, the cloud patterns looming, and the faint silver and purple cold glow were breathtaking, Yue Buqun and the old man were not only happy, but also couldn't wait to try the edge.

Although the sword test stone can be broken at the touch of a button, the last remaining inch of the sword blade close to the hilt of the Heavenly Sword is also helpless against this newly cast top-grade sword...... Yue Buqun tried to pour the purple qi into the sword with all his might, and with a slight swing, the crystal bright purple mengmeng sword qi soared, and the hugging wood, grinding disc and boulder all passed without any stagnation, and the fracture was smooth and flat......

With Yue Buqun's mental cultivation, he couldn't help but be surprised for a long time to get such a sword. It wasn't until he saw that Luo Fan was still immersed in the mighty power of his sword qi that Yue Buqun suddenly thought that he still had something to do, so he walked up to Luo Fan in the old man's unexplained eyes, took the child's arm, and said softly: "Do you want to learn this skill...... " As he spoke, the sword in his right hand waved like lightning, and another sharp sword qi burst through the ground, cutting a stone bench outside the former abbot Xu Wai into half.

Luo Fan looked at the remains of the stone bench and swallowed his saliva, then looked at Ling Hu Chong and Yu Renyan, and nodded fiercely. Yue Buqun smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when the old man hurriedly rushed over and pulled his grandson back, and shouted angrily: "Yue Buqun, what do you mean?"

Yue Buqun was not annoyed, but said leisurely: "Luo Lao, Fan'er has good qualifications for martial arts, Yue naturally wants him to enter my Huashan gate wall, cultivate my Huashan swordsmanship, and ...... in the future" That day, Luo Fan patted lightly on the shoulder, he had already probed with his true qi, Luo Fan's bones were indeed excellent, and of course he couldn't let go of such a talented and beautiful jade.

"No......" the old man interrupted without hesitation. As a swordsmith, there are not a few people in the martial arts he has come into contact with, and he also knows a little bit about the cruelty of the grudge and killing in the rivers and lakes, and he never wants his grandson to step into the whirlpool of right and wrong.

Yue Buqun got along with the old man for more than half a month, how did he not know the old man's thoughts, so he said bluntly: "Everything has advantages and disadvantages, learning martial arts, of course, you will fall into the grievances of the rivers and lakes, but no matter what danger you face, you have a little resistance power, if you live in peace like you, once there is an accident, I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed...... It's like a father!"

The old man's angry expression froze, and he changed a few times, but he still hesitated. Although their family has been forging swords for generations and is quite famous, they were eventually classified as craftsmen by the imperial court, and they were untouchables with low social status...... If his son was a martial artist, he would not have died casually in hard labor.

To be honest, in the field of metallurgical forging, Yue Buqun is purely a layman, and he was thrown out of the old man by many streets, but in terms of survival wisdom and theory, the old man has limited vision after all, and he is at the bottom of the society, deeply oppressed and enslaved by feudal forces, and has the experience of his son's death, he has already begun to doubt his own way of life, and now he has to think more about his grandson's future.

Seeing that the old man was no longer resolutely opposed, Yue Buqun struck while the iron was hot, and said: "Yue has already asked people to go to the county government to eliminate your family's artisan household registration, and when your grandfather and grandson return to Huashan with me, I will convert it to a civil registration for you in Huayin...... I don't know what other scruples Luo Lao has?" "With the official status of Jinshi, it is still easy to spend some money to do this little thing."

The old man hesitated and asked, "I don't know what the head of Yue needs the old man to do......

Yue Buqun knew that the old man had agreed, so he replied truthfully: "I have more and more disciples in the Huashan Sect, and naturally I need more long swords, and I need a master like Luo Lao to preside over the sword casting workshop!" In fact, Yue Buqun naturally has more than this purpose, but it needs to be considered in the long run......

persuaded Old Master Luo and Sun to follow him to Huashan, Yue Buqun asked a few swordsmen to follow the old man to carry the items they needed to bring, as for this beautiful house, the old man left it to a fellow apprentice he had taught in the early years.

"Huh......"

Suddenly, Yue Buqun saw Luo Fan taking Ling Hu Chong and Yu Renyan to play with something that seemed familiar and strange, and couldn't help beckoning them to come over and watch it in his hand. Luo Fan said a little ostentatiously: "This is what grandpa did quietly......"

Looking at this delicate short fire system with tungsten steel as the control and bronze as the handle, Yue Buqun was shocked, if this thing was used well, it would kill a first-class master by surprise. Asking Luo Fan to fetch some gunpowder and lead, Yue Buqun tried to fire a few shots, and found that his skills could already vaguely see the trajectory of the lead. After silently estimating, Yue Buqun felt that if a well-trained musketeer came to release the gun, it would almost be a threat to the second-rate and below masters, and if dozens of musketeers fired a salvo, it would almost be a great threat to the first-class master, which was generally stronger than the bow and arrow.

It's just that if the quality of this kind of firearm is not made by top craftsmen, it is difficult to ensure the range and power, and if the quantity is small, it is useless to the real master, and if the quantity is too large, they dare not take it out with swagger, otherwise it will inevitably attract the encirclement and suppression of the imperial army, which is more taboo than bows and arrows. This is also the reason why Yue Buqun has not paid too much attention to this aspect, after all, if he doesn't want to rebel, it's nothing to quietly collect a little bit of this thing, if it is configured in large quantities and used on a large scale, I am afraid that it will be secretly reported to the imperial court by Zuo Lengchan, Ren Xing and others, and use the power of the imperial court to deal with Huashan. In that case, Yue Buqun and the others may be able to rely on Huashan's natural danger to be safe and sound, but the forces and industries under their command will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and the consequences will definitely not be borne by Huashan.

Of course, this kind of promising weapon must not be let go, Yue Buqun looked at the back of Old Man Luo, a "weapon expert", and his eyes were inexplicable.