"Just now Du Hong vomited blood when I said a word, Bu Shaoxia is not afraid, I will also embarrass you?"

Bu Chen's eyes flashed, and he replied awe-inspiringly: "Sweeping for a year is a willing gamble by Bu Mou." Within the gambling contract, Buchen is omnipresent. In addition to the gambling contract, Buchen has his own discretion. As for Duhon......"

Buchen paused, a disdainful smile escaped from his lips, and continued: "The sword can be without a blade, and the heroic man is boneless, it is the standard of all chivalrous people in Jianchuan, teach my generation not to be blinded by the world of flowers, and forget the heart of chivalry! Hearing this sentence will vomit blood, it is Du Hong himself who has a ghost in his heart!"

Yan Li nodded, and said in his heart: Buchen is a frank person who can afford to take it and put it down. Such a person is hundreds of times stronger than Du Hong's kind of gentleman who is good at disguise, and he can make a friend. Looking at his kind of heart and surname, his own talent is good, why should he take forbidden drugs and forcibly improve his cultivation? I'm afraid that there will be another article behind him.

However, this kind of thing is useless to say, and it is variable.

Yan Li said indifferently: "Bu Shaoxia is really sharp. Yan Li was entangled in everything, and she didn't have the time and mood to embarrass people. It's just that there happens to be a small thing right now, and it needs the help of Bu Shaoxia. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a three-foot square stone with many edges and corners in the corner of the wall and said: "Yan Mou likes the moonlight and has always wanted to make this stone into a smooth stone pier for admiring the moon at night." I don't know if the young man is willing to help. ”

Buchen understood that this was a martial art examination school, so he did not shirk it, and said with a smile: "With a lot of effort, why worry about it." ”

He put down his broom, pulled out the saber at his waist, clenched it with both hands, stepped up to raise his breath, and poured the blade of the knife into it.

The knife in his hand is Zheng Meng's work. The knife is four feet two inches long, the back of the knife is heavy, and the curve of the blade is natural and beautiful, which is indeed a top-quality work.

But in Yan Li's eyes, it is just a top-grade work. Although the size breaks through the length, thickness and weight of the traditional single knife, and can better match the knife method of Buchen, its own regulation is still in the frame of the single knife and has not been able to break through.

Especially after lengthening and weighting, the center of gravity of the blade has moved forward significantly, which is a defect.

The shape of a knife is inherently different from that of a sword.

The sword is a gentleman in the army, and it is said to be the way of the middle, so its center of gravity is stable and balanced in both directions.

The knife is different, especially the traditional single knife, the center of gravity is forward, and the axe has something in common, good at chopping, brave in combat, but good at sending but not good at receiving.

This knife magnifies the advantages and disadvantages of the knife at the same time. It can even be said that the disadvantages are more obvious than the advantages.

Buchen was full of strength, and a layer of cold light was condensed on the knife body, and he shouted at random, and slashed horizontally!

"Whoa—"

A three-inch blade stretched out on the blade, condensed but not scattered, sweeping over the stone, emitting a clear knife groan.

The smoke cleared, and the top of the stone was smooth as a mirror.

Yan Li nodded and said, "Storm Knife Technique." ”

"Exactly. "Bu Chen's knife is closed. This set of ordinary knife techniques that have been circulated in the Dongsha Gang has brought him countless victories, and it has also allowed him to have the quenching and cultivation that he is known today.

Of course, this set of knife techniques itself is not a top-level inheritance. Buchen's comprehension and cultivation of it are far from being complete.

Buchen has always been self-aware, and he never thought of getting praise from the "master". In fact, when Master Zheng Meng looked at his sword technique, he frowned slightly.

But Yan Li's comment still made Buchen raise his eyebrows.

"If I say that Zheng Meng is a third-rate knife caster, you must be angry. Yan Li said.

Buchen raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Master Keyan still said it." Maybe Master Zheng is inferior to you, but in my eyes, Master Zheng will always be a master who Buchen trusts and appreciates!

"It's time to start exchanging blood. Yan Li shook his head and said, "You must not like to listen to specific comments, so I will save them." The courtyard is cleaned, and there are young men. ”

"Hmm. Buchen snorted sullenly and picked up the broom again.

Yan Li turned around and walked towards the sword casting room.

Yan Li's attitude towards Buchen was neither surprised nor angry. On the contrary, he sighed that ancient times are ancient times, the hearts of the people are simple, and the people are generous. The chivalrous bones cast in Jianchuan City for a hundred years are not only strange people like Han Wangchuan, Zou Tong, and Du Hong, but more are real chivalrous people like Duan Heihu, Ding Can, and Bu Chen.

A person knows how to remember the old and knows how to be grateful, even if he doesn't understand other subtle words, he has at least one foot on the chivalrous road!

Chivalry.

The Tao is not always ethereal. Most of the time, it's up to people to step out step by step.

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In the sword-forging room of wind and fire, the iron furnace has been raised and the molten iron has been boiled.

This iron furnace is the improvement that Yan Li carried out after he came to the wind and fire forging - the steel frying method.

On the earth, in the Qin and Han dynasties, there were swordsmiths who used the frying method to make iron. The history of the Central Plains in this world is not as long as that of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties to the Qin and Han dynasties, but due to the existence of immortal cultivators, many technical details are higher than the original historical period.

The frying method is one of them.

In Jianchuan City, there have long been many large workshops with profound roots that have used this method, and it is only a secret for small households like wind and fire forging. And the mystery is just a layer of window paper, which can be seen through at a glance.

Good steel is the foundation of a good blade. But it is not that with good steel, you can forge high-quality weapons.

It's like many people in the 21st century think that taking a Celestial Empire kitchen knife and traveling back to ancient times is immediately a divine weapon.

This is delusional.

If it were that simple, there would not be a major in Earth University called "Metal Materials", and there would not be a basic course called "Mechanics of Materials" that has hung up countless people.

can make the Shenzhou series of rockets go to the sky, it must be more than the level of household kitchen knives!

Specifically, to cast a divine weapon, it is necessary not only to have good materials, but also to have a blade-shaped metal with a detailed and perfect internal microstructure.

It is like a square piece of wood that can bear the weight of a thousand pounds when its fibers are upright, and when it is turned sideways, the same weight will crush it into a wooden cake, or even crush it.

In ancient times, this step was done by thousands of forging attempts. Therefore, on the high-quality cold weapon, there will be delicate and beautiful moire. That's what the legendary "Loose Sword" is all about.

However, what Yan Li needs today is not a sword that has been forged thousands of times.

"A few masters do me a favor, please follow this picture. Yan Li smiled and said, "The handle is five feet two inches long, six feet nine inches with a head, fifty-three pounds and seven taels, and the overall center of gravity is five feet six inches...... Well, the size is important, the weight is slightly uneven, you can tie the iron sheet to adjust. The only requirement is fast, speed not quality!"

This fast, of course, is not the speed of the waving of this object, but the casting speed of several craftsmen.

Several swordsmiths who forged in the wind and fire had the urge to roll their eyes when they saw this drawing.

That's—

An iron broom.

Well, it doesn't matter if you roll your eyes, you can get used to it. From Master Yan to Wind and Fire Forging, everyone's nerves have long been big.

The molten steel is ready-made, the mold needs to be slightly modified, the casting takes less than a quarter of an hour, the forging is directly saved, and the sound of cold water quenching in the sword casting room is soon heard.

What? Quenching directly with cold water might make the steel brittle?

It doesn't matter, speed doesn't matter quality!

So, when the young man finished cleaning the backyard of the wind and fire forging and walked to the gate, he saw Master Yan standing in front of him and said to him with a smile: "In front of the wind and fire forging door, there is a young man who is cleaning ten zhang. ”

"Hmm. Buchen casually agreed. The yard has been swept away, is there still ten zhang of street left? Not to mention telling the people of the rivers and lakes that he is sincere in fulfilling the gambling contract, which is the proper righteousness.

Who knew that Yan Li then said: "The broom in Bu Shaoxia's hand is too light, so he must not take advantage of it." Let's change this, the sword casting room has just been poured, and it is guaranteed to be easy to use. ”

As he spoke, he handed over an iron broom.

"Uh......" Buchen took the iron broom, and was a little speechless.

He hasn't been in Jianchuan City for a day or two, and he is a martial artist himself, and he also knows some things about the blacksmith workshop. The iron broom in his hand is definitely the roughest work he has ever seen in his life!

Freshly cast, not at all deceiving. It's still hot in your hand!

I won't talk about any forging, it's a broom anyway. But the broom handle was not even polished, and it was a bit too much to wrap a coarse cloth belt directly to cover the uneven surface, right? Buchen saw with his own eyes that two huge trachomes were exposed in the sparse cloth belt......

Shouldn't a master strive for perfection in his work? With such a high status, Master Yan is not ashamed to come up with such a thing?

Well, it's a broom!

Buchen thought.

In all fairness, he didn't feel that Yan Li was humiliating him. If you tie a broom with a-stirring stick, it is definitely much more disgusting than a shoddy iron broom. The streets are all swept, what kind of broom is used, and how much difference can there be?

He could also see that although the iron broom was poorly workmanlike, it was a good steel mouth. Just these fifty or sixty catties of steel are worth a few taels of silver!

What a waste!

He really felt that with the identity of Master Yan, with such a good steel mouth, there should be some high-quality products.

His emotion ended here, and his figure did not pause at all, he came to the street neatly, his hands were accustomed to the yin and yang handles, he clenched the broom, sank his waist and exerted his strength, and swept it once.

In this sweep, Buchen only felt that the broom in his hand was light and heavy, and the length was unsatisfactory, and the just right sense of waving drove his whole body muscles, allowing him to involuntarily use a little penetrating strength.

"Huh?"

He let out a nasal voice of surprise, and said in his heart: Don't say, although this iron broom has some weight, it is indeed very comfortable to use.

The iron broom waved one after another, Buchen only felt that his whole body was becoming more and more comfortable, and he couldn't help but sit on the horse like a practice, mobilize his whole body strength, and even inadvertently emit a few percent of his true qi, making the iron broom cage with a layer of Youlan aura.

He was almost immersed in the sprinkling.

At this moment, Zai Yanli, who was standing at the door of the Wind and Fire Forging, hummed two sentences of drama leisurely:

"Rushing waves, increasing ~ tactful ~~ wind and clouds also ~ lingering ~~"

These two sentences of drama, with a peculiar rhythm, seem to transcend the distant time and space, and inexorably enter the deepest part of Buchen's heart.

In his mind, the sound of surging water suddenly sounded in Jianchuan.

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ps. Continue to ask for collections...... 555, the collection data is still like this, if you don't get it right, you will be abandoned by the editor......

By the way, no prize quiz: Do some Taoist friends know which drama "The waves are running and the waves are tactful, and the wind and clouds are lingering"?