"Dang! Dang!"

In the Ye family's sword-forging pool, the sounds of forging iron could be heard one after another.

Swordsmiths one after another worked day and night to forge swords using the yang iron brought back by Ye Linglong, failing again and again and trying again and again.

The Ye family is rich in swordsmiths. The current chief swordsmith is named Kunlun. He is about forty years old. He used to be a slave of the Ye family. By chance, his talent in forging swords was adopted by the Ye family as the master swordsmith.

The teacher discovered that with a little bit of luck and perseverance, he got to where he is today step by step.

It's a very inspiring and cliché story about a little guy's counterattack.

Outside the sword-making pool, Ye Linglong took Li Youwei and Bai Wangyu to watch the process of Yangtie sword-making, and did not hide anything.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of secret would not be allowed to be seen by outsiders. However, now is the honeymoon period of the cooperation between the Li family and the Ye family. It just so happens that the Li family also has a need for sword making, so Ye Linglong sent a favor this time.

"It's so difficult."

For several days, Li Youwei saw the whole process of Yangtie casting and said solemnly.

Even great swordsmiths like Kunlun have been unable to successfully forge swords from Yang Iron to this day, and they have failed countless times.

"Forging a sword is not an easy task. In order to cast a sword to protect the world, the swordsmiths of my Ye family devoted all their efforts and spent seven years to barely cast the sword body. After more than ten years of hard work,

It has been raised to become what it is now, but unfortunately, so far, the guardian has not been completely formed."

On the side, Ye Linglong glanced at the World Protector Divine Sword in the blazing flames, and said with a complex expression, "It is too difficult to completely cast a divine sword. Timing, luck, people and people are indispensable. This is what I

The reason why the Ye family wants to try to forge a second divine sword is because even I, the Ye family, don’t know whether Hu Shi can be successfully born."

The Ye family has been waiting for twenty years and cannot wait like this any longer.

"Sister Ye, what do you mean, even if you collect all the materials, you may not be able to make a sword successfully?" Li Youwei looked at the Kunlun swordsmith who was forging yang iron in front of her and said in a condensed voice.

"It depends on timing and luck."

Ye Linglong said softly, "The name of the third son of the Li family is engraved in the heavenly book. He is the son of destiny personally designated by the Confucian leader. His fortune must be different from that of ordinary people. He may succeed at the first try."

Next to Li Youwei, Bai Wangyu looked a little strange when he heard what the daughter of the Ye family said.

Brother Li's status as the destined son has not brought any benefits to him until today.

There are a lot of troubles.

fortune?

Oh.

I really didn't see it.

On the side, Li Youwei's face also looked a little embarrassed. Anyone who knows about my little brother's situation knows what's going on.

Son of Destiny.

It's just a name.

All opportunities and treasures must be grabbed by oneself.

When you are unlucky, you will make wedding clothes for others in vain.

If I rely on this so-called luck, I may not be able to cast my sword well in decades.

It’s difficult!

Just when Bai Wangyu and Li Youwei were watching the Ye family's great swordsmith forging swords.

Yuzhou City, in front of the blacksmith to the west of Li Mansion.

Carriages arrived, loaded with jars of wine, adding up to exactly one hundred jars.

"Old Wu!"

When the day for handing over the seal arrived, Li Wanwan personally brought the silver and wine to the blacksmith shop, ready to pay for the seal.

"Uncle Li."

In the blacksmith shop, Wen Ruyu saw the person coming, smiled honestly and called out.

"Ruyu, where is your master?"

Li Baiwan glanced at the silly boy in front of him and asked.

"Sleeping in the back."

Wen Ruyu responded and said, "I'm going to wake up Master right now."

"No need to shout."

At this time, an impatient voice sounded from behind the blacksmith shop, and then Old Man Wu stepped out and asked, "Have you brought the wine and silver?"

"Bring them all."

Li Wanwan took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, put it on the table, and said with a smile, "A Hundred Tans of Drunken Life and Death are also outside. Where is Lao Wu's seal?"

Old man Wu picked up the banknote on the table, glanced at it casually, then threw it aside in the money box and said, "Ruyu, delivery."

"Yes, Master."

Wen Ruyu walked to the tattered counter at the back, found the cast seal, turned around and handed it to the head of the Li family in front of her, saying respectfully, "Uncle Li, your seal."

Li Wanwan took the seal, inspected it carefully, and praised, "Old Wu, you are still the best. This craftsmanship is so ingenious."

"Silver and wine are not wasted, right?"

Old man Wu took a drink from the jug and said, "It's the truth that you are expensive."

"Not in vain."

Li Baiwan smiled and said, "Old Wu, please think about the suggestions I told you before. The Li family is in need of skilled craftsmen like you who can make money easily."

"Get lost."

Old Man Wu said angrily, "I'm short of your money. I want you to work long-term for me in the next life!"

"Well said, why are you swearing?"

Li Baiwan smiled and didn't care, and said, "Old Wu, your good craftsmanship cannot be lost, otherwise it would be a shame."

"Lost?"

Old Man Wu smiled coldly and said, "Look carefully, the seal in your hand was not made by me. Look carefully at the signature on the side."

When Li Baiwan heard this, he looked startled and subconsciously looked at the signature next to the small seal.

But when I saw the corner of the small seal, I could vaguely see the words Wen Ruyu.

"You made it like jade?"

Li Wanwan came back to his senses and said in surprise.

"Um."

Wen Ruyu smiled shyly and nodded.

"Awesome."

Li Baiwan extended his thumb and praised, "Ruyu, how about coming to my Li's house? The wages are easy to negotiate."

"Go away, you are poaching in front of me, Lao Li, you are getting more and more shameless!"

Old man Wu picked up a broken piece of silver and smashed it over, cursing.

"Thank you Master Wu for the reward."

Li Baiwan took the money, put it into his arms, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll take the seal. I'll have people move the wine outside to your yard. Ruyu is a good kid. Old Wu, you have to be nice."

teach."

"Let's go, there's so much nonsense." Old Man Wu said angrily.

"Oh."

Li Baiwan smiled softly, turned and left without saying anything more.

Old Man Wu looked at the former's leaving figure. After a moment, he moved his eyes to the disciple beside him and said, "From today on, I will teach you how to forge weapons."

When Wen Ruyu heard this, she looked happy and said, "Thank you so much, Master."

"What do you want to learn?" Old Man Wu took a sip of wine and asked.

"sword."

Wen Ruyu thought for a while and responded.

"Why?"

Old man Wu narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Because the most powerful weapon in the world is a sword."

Wen Ruyu replied, "My disciple wants to forge the strongest weapon in the world and surpass it!"

"It's good to be ambitious."

Old Man Wu nodded and said, "However, casting a weapon is not as simple as making some farm tools. In the world, any magic weapon is forged after countless failures. You must be mentally prepared and don't let one or two

After one failure and setback, I forgot what I said today."

"Disciple, please remember Master's teachings." Wen Ruyu responded respectfully.

At the same time, the far north.

"Boy, who made this broken fan of yours?" Xuanfeng looked at the iron fan in the boy's hand and asked.

"Myself."
Chapter completed!