Zhou Nan lay on his back on the grass, squinting his eyes, and his face was intoxicated.

The breeze blows, the flowers are also swaying, sprinkling a faint fragrance, blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green water, kingfishers chirping, and the bright sunshine brings a trace of warmth. Everything is very beautiful.

At this moment, Zhou Nan felt happiness that he had never felt before. Lying quietly like this, I don't know how long it took, after feeling the pain all over his body disappear, Zhou Nan quickly stood up.

After taking a deep look at the small valley, waving his hand, and saying goodbye to the small valley that had accompanied him for a year and a half, Zhou Nan quickly ran home.

Walking quickly through the front yard, he pushed open the door of the research casting room, and when he saw that Zhou Hao was not inside, he turned around and ran towards the casting room. This is Zhou Hao's habit, he usually studies or casts when he has nothing to do, and other than that, he has no other big interests.

When I opened the door of the casting room, I saw Zhou Hao applying for pious boiling water. Zhou Nan ignored it, and said excitedly, dancing with his hands: "Dad, I did it, I can stand on a stick of incense." ”

Ignoring Zhou Nan, until the water was boiled, Zhou Hao said lightly, "You did it?"

"I did. Zhou Nan calmed down and said solemnly.

Hearing this, he looked at Zhou Nan, who was already up to his shoulders, Zhou Hao nodded, and didn't ask any more, although Zhou Nan was very naughty, he didn't lie. Besides, what Zhou Nan has done in the past year and a half, he has already seen it in his eyes. Zhou Nan can have such a result, he is very satisfied.

After a pause, Zhou Nan said again: "In this case, from now on, I will officially teach you casting." It just so happens that I'm going to cast something right now, and you're going to learn right next to it. ”

After speaking, Zhou Hao didn't wait for Zhou Nan to answer, he turned around, lifted the copper kettle, took out three basins, and poured boiling water into it. Next, Zhou Hao put the casting hammer in the first basin and the smelted ore in the second basin.

After the last bath, gently wash in the third basin with both hands, then dip a small amount of water into the casting furnace and pour it on the casting furnace. Then, take out the casting hammer and ore, stroke it gently, pour out the water, and put away the copper kettle and basin.

Looking at Zhou Nan's face full of curiosity, Zhou Hao smiled and said: "This is psychic, washing the casting hammer with boiling water, it is to remove the influence of the last casting breath, washing the ore with water, removing the stubbornness of nature, washing hands is to calm the mind, remove bad luck, and pour the casting furnace is to enhance the connection between people and the casting furnace, everything has a spirit, you must remember this." Only by getting in touch with them can we forge something better. ”

Looking at the thoughtful Zhou Nan, Zhou Hao took out the flint, lit the charcoal, and puffed up the bellows. Zhou Hao's wind is very powerful, and the telescopic room is accompanied by rhythm. When the pale blue flame rose, Zhou Hao picked up the ore with both hands and put it in the casting furnace, and under the licking of the flame, the ore made a "crackling" sound.

"This is black iron ore, which is resistant to high temperatures, and needs to be made of iron wood as charcoal to provide enough temperature for refining. ”

As the temperature increased, Zhou Nan's forehead was already sweating and retreated.

"Hold on, fire is the bridge of forging, only by feeling it most accurately can it be smelted properly, so the first step is to get used to it. ”

As he spoke, the ore had a tendency to melt and shrink. Zhou Hao picked it up with iron tongs, held the forging hammer in his right hand, put the ore on the iron upset, rounded his arm and smashed it down, in the passionate rhythm, the ore shrunk, and the temperature also dropped.

Then, Zhou Hao put it in the furnace again and repeated the action just now. Again and again, Zhou Hao didn't stop until the black iron ore the size of a skull turned into the size of a fist. At this time, the color of black iron has changed, from the original black and white to the current pure black.

At this time, Zhou Hao added sycamore charcoal to the casting furnace, "The next is the casting type, just burn the black iron red, the sycamore wood is loose, the temperature is enough, you are serious and optimistic." ”

In the sound of "clanging", Zhou Hao had already hammered the black iron into the shape of an axe. Then put it in the quenching pool, and bring a water tank, "This is the cold dew on the night of the full moon", the water is cold, which is conducive to quenching. After saying that, he poured water into the pool, and in a burst of white mist, the axe was already cold.

But Zhou Hao didn't stop, put the axe into the furnace again, and cast it again.

Again and again, after a hundred times, the axe was significantly smaller than it had been then. After refining and cooling, Zhou Hao picked up the axe, checked it in his hand, and said lightly, "It's not bad", and handed it to Zhou Nan.

took the heavy axe and looked at the blade of the axe glowing with cold light, at this moment, Zhou Nan was arrogant, and he only felt that even if there was a tiger in front of him, he could open it with an axe.

After packing everything up, Zhou Hao led Zhou Nan to the research casting room.

There was a chaotic sound of "ding ding ding", and it took a lot of effort for Zhou Hao to pull out an old book with a yellow glow from the corner of the cabinet. Gently patted off the dust, and after a slight distraction, he threw the book to Zhou Nan.

"This is what I have gained from decades of casting experience, you can see, remember it and burn it, don't pass it out. ”

Take the book, the feeling of heaviness comes to the face, the paper is an unknown material, soft and textured, the title of the book "Xuan Ling Decision" font is a special text that Zhou Hao specially taught him to learn before, Zhenwen.

Zhou Nanji, this kind of writing, even the great elder grandfather in the town, is not very clear. Without thinking too much, Zhou Nan nodded solemnly, "Dad, I know the truth."

After quickly returning to the room with the book in hand, he closed the door. Zhou Nan couldn't wait to open the "Soul Determination" and saw a line of obscure words: "The beginning of man is also in the pneumatic, the beginning of forging the body, the second concentration of calm qi, the luck of the dantian, the gathering of qi into the spirit, the beginning of the cycle." At the end of the person, the lily of qi is absorbed, and his left hand is calcined, and the force is swirled into a golden body mudra. ”

"This is obviously a profound martial arts cheat, my father is a blacksmith, how can there be such a thing?" Zhou Nan scratched his head while looking at "Soul Refinement", and couldn't help but think.

After thinking hard to no avail, Zhou Nan put aside this doubt, after all, this was passed on to him by Zhou Hao, and he believed in his father and would not hurt him. Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Zhou Nan gathered his mind, and when he practiced "Soul Determination" for a short time, Zhou Nan entered a state and forgot about things.

Suddenly, the silvery-white air current, unconsciously, had wrapped around his body, and the crescent moon on the black jade was extremely bright at this moment. Between the rise and contraction of the airflow, it converged between Zhou Nan's left hand, submerged in it, and disappeared.

Opening his eyes slightly and exhaling turbidity, Zhou Nan felt that his whole body was full of strength.

Although he couldn't understand it when he opened "Soul Fighting" again, Zhou Nan still engraved it in the deepest part of his mind. took out the flint, and according to Zhou Hao's request, Zhou Nan burned the "Soul Determination".

In the following days, Zhou Nan continued to practice "Soul Determination" on the one hand, and watched Zhou Hao cast and adapt to fire on the other. In the days that were repeated over and over again, a month passed. Zhou Nan has preliminarily mastered the nature of fire and began the preliminary casting. Boil water, wash things, channel, make fire, refine and make utensils.

Every step, Zhou Nan strictly executed, although the operation was a little rusty, but there was no big mistake. During the journey, Zhou Nan cast the first artifact in his life, a token engraved with a crescent moon. It is intended to warn myself not to forget my dreams.

Under the careful teaching of Zhou Hao, Zhou Nan immersed himself in the casting of a series of ores such as black iron stone, cuprite, hexalite, and immersion silver stone.

Interest makes people successful, but it also makes people forget the past. Two years have passed in a blink of an eye, and with a difference of five months, Zhou Nan will be fourteen years old. Now his size is about to catch up with Zhou Hao.

In the past two years, Zhou Nan has grown rapidly, and gradually Zhou Hao has also handed over some of the work at hand to Zhou Nan to do, although the things cast are not as hot as Zhou Hao, but they are not bad.

From time to time, Zhou Nan also came up with many new ideas and peculiar ideas. Whenever he saw this, Zhou Hao was full of praise. Looking at Zhou Nan's growth, Zhou Hao had to admit Zhou Nan's talent, in addition to the few proud works at hand, Zhou Hao also realized that he had nothing to teach.

The bright sunlight shone in through the window, and a young man was sweating and wielding a casting hammer, again and again, and in the crisp sound, the work at hand was nearing the end.

Picking up the long knife that had been cast, in the sound of "Zizi", Zhou Nan had completed the last step of quenching. When the mist dissipated, a cold light shot out from the long knife, stabbing people's eyes.

Throwing up a piece of black iron, he swung his knife at once. The black iron fell to the ground with a "bang", and after a few seconds, it cracked in half, and the crack was as smooth as a mirror. Seeing this, the corners of the young man's mouth showed a happy arc.

"It's been a month, and the hardware fusion has finally succeeded. After speaking, regardless of the wet body, Zhou Nan grabbed the long knife and pushed the door out quickly.

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