In the following days, the barbarian still sank into the building every day, sinking into his own bones, reaching the point of forgetting to sleep and eat, and he didn't even know that the barbarian appeared behind him several times.

The words on the animal skin are limited, only for the barbarian to open an ethereal door, whether you can step into this door and feel the air flow in the bones depends on the barbarian sky's own enlightenment.

After wielding the hammer again and again, Mantian's thin body gradually became unbearable, but Mantian did not stop at all, he wanted to tap the limit of bones, maybe after the bone power entered the limit, he could feel the air flow on the animal skin.

Mantian didn't know how many hammers he swung, he only felt that his right hand was gradually numb, his back was sore, his legs began to tremble, and he couldn't bear it after a long time of exerting physical strength, he still didn't feel the air flow in the bones, he felt that the bones were about to enter the limit, and he felt that the hammer in his right hand seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds, and he was about to break free of his hand at any time.

He is almost skinny, and the power that governs every movement comes from his bones.

"Bone airflow! I don't believe I can't feel you!" Barbarian roared, he swung the hammer vigorously, and at this time the bones could no longer rise any strength, and under the strong will of the barbarian sky, the bones of the whole body exceeded the limit and lifted the hammer, falling fiercely.

Hammer after hammer, the shriveled body of the barbarian sky will tremble violently every time the hammer falls, and the limbs and bones of the body are almost falling apart under this wild action, and the already pale face is even paler at this time, and the eyes are full of blood red, and the sweat is like rain!!

Under the iron will, the barbarian still slowly raised his arm and swung the hammer, while his mind was still feeling the bones all over his body, feeling the unwarranted air flow in the bones.

When the barbarian bones could no longer give birth to any strength, the whole person went limp down, and his will was as solid as a rock, but his bones had reached the limit and could not exert the slightest strength.

The blood-red eyes of the barbarian who fell to the ground were full of unwillingness, he wanted to stand up, he wanted to continue wielding the hammer, but he didn't even have the strength to move, lying on the ground, the barbarian sky's ears echoed with the words of the barbarian father, his expression gradually became confused, the corners of his mouth showed a miserable smile, and he only heard him murmuring: "Big brother, even if we don't have the blood of the clan god, we are still the pride of our father." ”

He was proud of his two sons, and after the eldest brother tried to hear someone laughing at his father's shame behind his back, he relentlessly left the clan.

When Mantian was full of thoughts, the fingers of his right hand couldn't help but move, Mantian's confused expression froze suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, he slowly turned his head to look at his thin right hand, his expression showed disbelief, he was stunned for a moment, he quickly closed his eyes.

After half a ring, Mantian's eyes widened again, and this time, his eyes flashed with surprise and shock.

He felt, felt the hair-like air flow in his bones shuttling through his limbs!!This air flow was so small that it didn't seem to exist at all, and if it weren't for the fact that he had sunk into the past before, and his whole body had entered a state of tranquility, he wouldn't have been able to detect it, no matter how carefully he was!

Mantian closed his eyes, enjoying the hard-won airflow, this airflow seemed to be like a small loach as fast shuttle in each bone, gradually, Mantian noticed that all the bones that this airflow reached had recovered a little strength, when this airflow passed through all the bones, it disappeared, which made Mantian suddenly startled, and wanted to catch it again, but after repeated attempts a few times, he couldn't feel it again.

The barbarian was not disappointed, but his heart could not be calm for a long time, it seems that what was said on the animal skin is not false, there is really an air flow in the bones! If you can control this air flow, maybe, one day, your own strength will be comparable to that of a barbarian!!

Thinking of this, Mantian's heart was relaxed, and the previous feeling of exhaustion hit again, making Mantian only feel that the sky was dark, and he couldn't help but fall asleep.

After sleeping until noon the next day, he didn't wake up even when his father carried him back to bed, looking at the huge animal skin draped on his body, and the cooked food prepared next to the table, Mantian's heart was extremely warm, and after sitting up and gobbling up the cooked food prepared by his mother, Mantian carefully felt his bones, clenched his fists, and he felt that his strength seemed to have become much greater.

This made him look forward to it in his heart, and he went out of the room without washing up and started to burn the fire and strike iron!

Soon after, the shrill sound of gold and iron sounded among the clans.

This time, Mantian did not put all his mind on feeling the air flow in the bones, but integrated it into the iron!! Yesterday, after exerting the limit of his bones, Mantian not only more than doubled his strength, but even his control of strength was satisfactory.

Recall that the barbarian said that venting brute force can only be called striking iron, so it can be concluded that forging is not to use all his strength, what makes the barbarian puzzled is that what is the difference between the weapon forged and the iron is made? This is the barbarian incomprehensible, he has never seen a brute weapon, he can not understand the difference between forging and iron!

Just when the barbarian was puzzled, the barbarian man's words sounded behind him: "Striking iron requires strength, and forging also needs strength as the foundation! Although you are not a barbarian, your strength at this time can be comparable to that of a first-grade barbarian!"

Mantian was stunned when he heard this, he stopped and continued to wield the hammer, turned around to look at the barbarian with his eyes closed, if it was yesterday, the barbarian man's words would undoubtedly make the barbarian overjoyed, but after perceiving the air current, the goal of the barbarian is no longer limited to the strength comparable to a first-class barbarian, he will continue to stick to this path, until one day, he will become a strong man in the frontier, or even in the southern frontier.

What puzzled Mantian was that although the barbarian was blind, he felt that the barbarian was watching him at this time, this strange feeling made the barbarian feel furious, and he groaned, and the barbarian said: "Thank you for the compliment, Xiaotian has a doubt in his heart, and I hope that the barbarian can solve the doubt." ”

With his eyes closed and his wrinkled old hand on crutches, he heard the words of the barbarian, and said fairly: "Say." ”

"Barbarian Prince, Xiao Tian doesn't know, what is the difference between the forged weapon and the weapon made of iron! Since the two are both made with strength, why are they different?" said the doubt in his heart!

The barbarian stood in place, did not answer, did not move, his closed eyes were facing the barbarian, which made the barbarian feel startled, at this moment, he had the illusion that the barbarian man's eyes were staring at him.

"Haha! It seems that it's not just the old man who is blind!" The barbarian suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice was full of strange emotions, and after he finished speaking, he did not answer the man's doubts, but left on crutches.

This made the barbarian stunned to look at the figure of the barbarian duke, and he was puzzled for a while, what did the barbarian mean by this? He was not the only one who was blind? After a long silence, the barbarian did not know what the meaning of the barbarian man's words was, so he could only suppress the doubts in his heart and continue to build.

At ten o'clock in the evening, when my father returned, the barbarian told his doubts again.

"Xiaotian, although my father is not a forger, I have heard a lot of rumors about forgers over the years, I heard that there is an essential difference between forgers and iron-strikers, that is, the weapons created by forgers are tougher and sharper, and moreover, the forger will have a thing called blood lines, and the blood lines into the weapons can increase the power of the weapons countless times, and the weapons with blood patterns are also called brute weapons!"

"Blood streaks?" Mantian's heart condensed slightly, this blood streak may be related to the bloodline of the clan god, and how can he have a blood streak without the bloodline of the clan god? Thinking of this, Mantian was not only a little disappointed.

"Stupid!!" Just when Mantian's heart was complicated, a loud shout suddenly sounded, which made Mantian and Man's father startled, looking at the old man ten feet away, Mantian was stunned, and Mantian's face turned red, and he couldn't help but say: "Uncle and grandfather, Ah Yong also listened to outsiders." Moreover, isn't there a blood pattern in the barbarian weapon?" "The barbarian is just a forged layman, and he is naturally unconfident in the face of the barbarian.

"If you want to cut off Xiaotian's forging path, you can continue! If you don't want to, from now on, shut your mouth! If you know, why are you an ironworker?" Mangong's words were sharp and ugly, and Manyong's face flushed, and he lowered his head and said nothing, and these words annoyed Mantian's heart, no matter what his father was, he couldn't bear others to say that his father was not, even Mangong couldn't, when Mantian was about to refute it, Mantian's father took Mantian's hand and signaled Mantian not to speak.

Barbarian suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at the barbarian with annoyance.

"Boy, the real forging is to use the hammer in your hand to forge a life!!" the barbarian finished speaking, and left on crutches.

When the back of the barbarian man melted into the dusk, Mantian's face was full of unhappiness, and Manyong showed a smile on his face, he looked at the sullen Mantian, stroked Mantian's head dotingly, and smiled: "Xiaotian, you should be happy!"

"Happy? He scolded you, can I be happy?" said in a low voice, looking at Manyong.

"Xiaotian, you must know that it has been nearly ten years since my uncle and grandfather returned to the village, and today is the only time my father has seen him lose his temper! The barbarian father said in a deep voice, and then, he looked at the direction in which the barbarian father left, and said in a low voice: "Remember your barbarian father's words, the real forging is to use the hammer in your hand to forge a life." After saying that, the barbarian father turned and entered the room, only to find the barbarian mother crying with joy.

"With the hammer in your hand, forge a life?" Brute Tian picked up the hammer and fell into deep thought.

After thinking about the words of the barbarian, the barbarian tried to use up all the power of the bones, and once again to experience the air flow, and the man believed that it would not be long before he would be able to catch the air flow and control it!

In this way, the barbarian sky sank into the iron again and again!