One hundred cavalry leader, four sect leader, and five military soldiers. This is all the people of the Fourth Banner today.

Ada led the way and led the other nine people to his own blacksmith shop.

It was a courtyard located under the base of the East City Wall, separated from the neighbors by an open distance. A peach tree was planted in front of the courtyard gate, and a well was opened under the tree.

The peach blossoms have been mostly blooming, very gorgeous, and many petals fall on the edge of the well.

A recliner was placed next to the well under the tree. An old man with naked upper body was lying on it and was sleeping. Some petals were scattered on the top of his head and his still strong chest, but he was too lazy to wipe it. There were jingling sounds in the yard behind him.

Hearing the footsteps and horse hooves, the old man opened his eyes and saw that his son was in charge, so he was angry and wanted to do it. Suddenly, he saw Liu Tugou and others, and was stunned for a moment. His face became more angry and more sad and frightened. He couldn't help but stand up freely.

"Several military lords, but my unfilial son caused a big disaster?"

A Da said furiously: "Dad, what are you talking nonsense? This is Mr. Liu Qi, who first arrived at the guard. Not only will he accept his son and listen to him in front of the horse, but he also has to teach him his true skills!"

As he said that, he couldn't help but grin, not paying attention to the veins swelling on his father's forehead and his trembling hands.

Dong Dilang, who was used to being domineering, stepped forward and said automatically: "It turns out that it is Master Cao. The swords and swords you made are excellent. Even my father said they are not inferior to the craftsmen in the capital. It's a pity that the production is limited."

The son of the Yueqi Captain had a clear uniform and his armored soldiers were all not vulgar. Old Man Cao only glanced at him and realized it in his heart. However, even such a person still regarded the black crow and hundreds of cavalry in the surname Liu, which was extremely unusual.

The old man looked humble and bowed slightly, "When I say that, the villain is indeed surnamed Cao, and he has some minor skills, but he cannot be praised by the adults."

Liu Tugo bowed his hand and smiled gently, "Old man, the son has joined me and serves the battlefield for the Great Zhou Dynasty. He did not inform the old man in advance. It is mine. Liu Tugou is here to apologize!"

What he said was a lot of literary style, and the generals, officials, and wise men in the storytelling of the scriptures are all in this style. Now it feels very strange to people.

Old Man Cao suddenly knelt down with a pounce, and his voice was filled with crying: "The little man still has an ancient sword weapon in his home. I wish to offer it to the adults, just ask the adults to leave a back for the young man."

Ada was shocked, and quickly knelt down and shouted in confusion: "Dad, what are you doing!"

Liu Tugou stepped forward a few steps, waved his sleeves, and Old Man Cao couldn't help but stand up.

"What is the old man doing?"

Old Man Cao wiped his face with turbid tears and begged: "How many generals and lieutenants have come and gone in Shuofang City? As long as you act like an adult, you will definitely make great contributions and enjoy a great reputation. I don't know how many white bones are laid under your feet. The Cao family is so poor that you can't afford to make trouble. Please give up your hands."

This scene was absolutely unexpected to Liu Tugou. He couldn't help but feel ashamed when he remembered the ruthless actions of erasing the names and names of five soldiers just now and from A Dapai to A Wu.

Behind each of them, there are no family members like Old Man Cao who are in love and tears? After all, there are a few who practice without any worries and love.

The second master smiled: "Just according to the old man, Liu Tugou will never force the son to do so."

Old man Cao happily said, "Take it seriously? Take it a moment, the old man will go and get the sword now!"

Liu Tugou waved his hand quickly: "Wait, I came here to ask the old man to help me cast a knife, and I don't want any ancient sword weapon."

Old Man Cao showed a look of confusion: "We have always used the method of making knives through thousands of hammers and hundreds of exercises. Only arrows are cast in molds. Where do you start with the word "casting knives?"

Liu Tugou smiled and said, "Isn't it just a mold? The old man just needs to turn on the furnace and melt the iron. I will do the rest of it myself."

Old Man Cao bowed slightly, reached out and made a call: "Since that's the case, please let the adults come in. I wonder what kind of iron material to cast the knife with?"

He said, turning around and kicked his son who was still kneeling on the ground hard. The force was extremely strong and he kicked Ada a little.

Ada got up and followed me without saying a word.

"The main material has been prepared, but the weight is very small. In addition, I brought some Qingzhou short knife, which was mixed with many East China Sea iron. I asked the old man to filter it out for me. I don't know if it is enough, I wonder if it is there?"

When it comes to weapon casting, Old Man Cao's face was filled with awesomeness: "Sir, the material selection of this weapon may not be as pure as the better. Although the iron in the East China Sea is heavy and tough, it is too heavy. It is not as sharp as the Longquan iron that the southern sword-casting masters love most. Moreover, weapons like swords and other weapons need to be scrapped and refrigerated every time they fight, and they are too tough and useless."

He looked at Liu Tugou and said with some meaning: "Those famous swords that have truly passed down from generation to generation can last for a long time. In addition to being properly maintained, it is more because the sword body is engraved with mysterious runes, or it is placed in the hands of the gods with great skills in the sixth level, and they can be trained into natal divine weapons that can be united with flesh and blood. However, these are all statements left by ancestors of all generations, and I don't know whether it is true or false."

While speaking, everyone had already entered the courtyard, and facing him was an extremely spacious casting room.

The fire was rising and the heat was rising. Several young men with apprentices were busy, either pulling a bellows to take care of the fire, swinging hammers and forging knives, and polishing weapons. They all sweated like slurry.

Old Man Cao was extremely majestic in front of the apprentice: "Everyone stopped his work and went to help add coal and make fire. The master had to do it himself."

Dong Dilang looked at Old Man Cao who was carefully instructing his apprentice and shouted: "Hey, Master Cao, I said that he wanted to offer the ancient sword hidden in the family. I forgot after a while?"

Old Man Cao took off a string of copper keys hanging around his waist, took out one from it, and handed it to Ada: "Go, there is a secret lattice under the blue brick under my bed, take the sword box inside."

Ada looked surprised, as if he didn't know that his father had a treasure that was so secretly hidden. He immediately agreed and took the key and went to the backyard. Before leaving, he bowed to Liu Tugou.

Liu Tugou watched Ada's figure disappear after the thick curtain leading to the backyard, reached out to take down Tu Mie from his waist, looked from beginning to end, and said: "Although I don't understand the rune of ancient Qi training men, nor do I know the mysterious methods of the gods of 6th level, I am determined to create a sword that has passed down from generation to generation. The main material is this knife. Please check it out."

Old Man Cao took the Tu Mie Knife solemnly and looked at it carefully for a moment. His face gradually showed a look of surprise. He bent his fingers and bounced the blade, then wiped it with his fingers. The blood slid down the blade to the ground along the blade, leaving no trace.

"What kind of iron is this? How can so many scars still remain sharp and tough?"

Liu Tugou smiled: "It is a small method in my own practice. I will teach all my brothers in the future."

When everyone behind him heard this, their faces changed subtly and differently.

Old Man Cao did not take Liu Tugou's words, but stretched his head and looked into the stove. Several apprentices were busy, and the fire was much hotter than when they came in.

He looked back at Liu Tugou and said, "Since lord has a secret technique, the old man won't talk much nonsense. The weapons produced by the Cao family shop are tough and sharp, and they rely on this stove. Now the heat has come, you can put the main materials into it. Do you think?"

Liu Tugou was slightly silent and finally nodded.

Old Man Cao shook his hand, and the Tu Mie Knife was thrown into the furnace and was instantly engulfed by the raging fire snake.
Chapter completed!