Leng Yi gritted his teeth, straightened his waist, stretched out his hand to explore the air in front of him, and as a wave of water-like ripples slowly rippled, a wave of hot air surged out, and the burning door opened again, Leng Yi
He jumped into the space;
The current space is filled with pig iron blocks bought by Leng Yi. According to Lao Long's request, Leng Yi has to make these 10,000 kilograms of pig iron blocks into various weapons before he can complete the first step of basic skills training;
Entering the space, Leng Yi took off his shirt, revealing his slightly thin but extremely muscular body, and then used iron pliers to pick up several pieces of pig iron weighing more than ten kilograms and put them into the oven;
As expected by Leng Yi, these pig iron blocks turned extremely red within a few breaths after being placed on the ashes. Leng Yi quickly used iron pliers to clamp them onto the forging table piece by piece. However, the last piece of iron did not wait.
When he took it out, it was completely vaporized;
The temperature of the ashes is so high...
What about the ignited flame?
What level of weapons do they need to be forged with this kind of fire?
A trace of doubt flashed in Leng Yi's heart, then he fixed the iron block with pliers with his left hand, and picked up the five thousand kilogram heavy hammer with his right hand;
The qi is sent to the mind, the intention is to condense the essence, and the energy is gathered and dispersed to achieve the principle...
Leng Yi silently recited the forging technique granted by the old dragon in his heart again, and began to slowly mobilize the vitality in his body according to its techniques;
Since the blacksmith's blood communicates attribute energy very slowly, this also makes the method of using blacksmithing's vitality in the body very different from that of martial arts, and is even completely opposite;
In today's cultivation world, except for low-level monks who cannot communicate attribute energy, or who need to fight hard at special moments, most battles involve the use of long-range attacks using vitality, so in most cases physical strength is irrelevant;
However, forging work is closely related to physical strength and has very high requirements on physical strength and endurance. Therefore, forging is to seal the vitality in the body and then use special methods to break it up so that it can penetrate into the muscles, bones, and tendons.
time to nourish and protect body tissues, thereby gaining greater strength and endurance;
Although blacksmithing has a hint of physical cultivation, there is a fundamental difference between the two;
After all, the strength and endurance generated through blacksmithing are not the explosive power required for combat. Therefore, unless it is wrestling, the blacksmith's brute force is even more useless than Leng Yi's brute force;
call!
Leng Yi took a deep breath, then slowly raised the hammer, and struck it down on a red iron block——
puff!
The hammer was raised and lowered, and the large space reverberated with an excruciating knocking sound. Among the sparks flying like fireworks, the piece of pig iron was smashed into a tattered discus by Leng Yi with a hammer;
"It's not a fight, be gentle;" Old Long's helpless voice sounded;
Leng Yi nodded, picked up another piece of iron, took a deep breath, and hammered it down again with solemn eyes;
Boom!
"Idiot! When you drop the hammer, you must relax your muscles and accumulate strength just like when you punch. Use the force the moment it hits the iron!" Old Long cursed loudly;
Leng Yi bit his lip, picked up another piece of iron, and raised the hammer again...
Bang!
"Idiot! Uniform speed, do you understand what uniform speed is!"
Boom!
"Waste! Rhythm, rhythm! Are all the muscles in your brain?"
The small space echoed with bursts of hammering sounds of different tones, and was filled with Old Long's increasingly unpleasant curses. However, the young man never uttered a retort or complaint, but corrected his technique again and again.
;
After walking through night and day, it gets dark again, when the desolate Gobi Desert is once again shrouded in darkness...
Clang!
A completely different sound of striking iron echoed in the space, like a crisp gong filled with pleasant echoes!
Done!
That’s what it feels like!
When the lingering sound lingered in his ears, Leng Yi felt happy and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows; although he had never heard what the correct sound of blacksmithing sounded like, this feeling was really different!
"What are you laughing at! It took me a day and a night to correct it more than a hundred times before I mastered it, and I still have the nerve to smile!" Old Long cursed again with his face covered;
"You damn old man! I've never seen blacksmithing, how do I know what's right?" Leng Yi finally couldn't hold it back any longer and shouted to the roof: "Tell me, how long did you use it?
Only then did I master this technique!”
"What nonsense! Keep fighting!" Old Long ignored Leng Yi at all, scolded him again, and then fell silent;
Seeing that the old dragon was silent, Leng Yi curled his lips, then put the iron blocks back into the furnace and started a new round of building; a pleasant "clang" sound echoed in the hot space...
The cold wind is shrill and another night has passed;
When the sky turned bright, Leng Yi, who was sweating profusely, finally stopped hammering, rubbed his sore arms, picked up the water bag, and drank a lot!
"happy!"
Looking at a decent-looking hatchet on the forging table, Leng Yi wiped his chin harshly, his delicate eyes shining brightly, as if he was full of joy for his first work;
"You're so proud! How unbecoming! A piece of scrap iron can't even cut dead grass!" Old Long's voice always appeared just right, "Hurry up and go to bed! Go buy some different steel knives in the afternoon, and come back in the evening to use them!"
As if he was already used to the old dragon, Leng Yi still happily picked up the black hatchet and looked left and right for a while, then put on his clothes and hugged the quilt and walked out of the hot space to sleep;
In the afternoon, Leng Yi still carried the second-level human hammer and rushed to Xihuang City again, and then went straight to the workshop area on the outskirts of the city;
Since the purpose of this trip was to buy some of the simplest steel knives used by mortals, Leng Yi did not go to a place like the Saber Pavilion. Instead, he went directly to the barbarian blacksmith shop in the workshop area, and then chose a slightly larger one.
Went into the shop we ordered;
"This little brother, which shop are you from? What are you doing here?" Seeing Leng Yi walk in, the waiter originally wanted to greet him enthusiastically, but after seeing the hammer in Leng Yi's hand, his attitude became indifferent and turned Leng Yi away.
blocked the door;
Which shop?
Seeing the man's attitude, Leng Yi frowned at first, but then he felt relieved and carried a hammer into the blacksmith shop. Wasn't it obvious that he was here to cause trouble?
"Haha, this brother misunderstood, I came here with the caravan, I have no other intention;" Leng Yi smiled, and then placed the hammer by the door to express his attitude;
"Oh, misunderstanding! What do you want, little brother?" The waiter immediately returned to his smiling face and greeted Leng Yi warmly while letting Leng Yi into the clinking shop;
"What kind of steel knives do you have here? Give me one." Leng Yi looked at the walls and iron shelves covered with knives, guns and sticks and then said;
While the waiter was picking the goods, Leng Yi casually looked into the depths of the hot shop and saw a dozen shirtless men in front of two steaming ovens, sweating profusely as they pounded the iron blocks in front of them.
; Among them there are several big men with faint traces of vitality lingering around their bodies, and they are clearly second- and third-level monks of Body Tempering;
This must be the blacksmith’s apprentice;
Looking at the monks, Leng Yi raised his eyebrows; he knew that to become a blacksmith, in addition to the rigid standard of physical cultivation, the second step was to become a qualified blacksmith; and to become a blacksmith,
A blacksmith must start as an apprentice;
"This little brother, it seems that you are also a blacksmith apprentice?" The clerk brought a large bundle of various steel knives and placed them in front of Leng Yi, then looked at the hammer at the door and smiled;
"Yes, I have just learned it." Leng Yi said with a smile, and then looked at the steel knives in front of him one by one;
Really good!
Looking at the exquisitely crafted and solid steel knife in his hand, Leng Yi couldn't help but nod slightly; the barbarians were tough, so their feelings for weapons were beyond the understanding of the Daqi people, which also made the weapons produced by the barbarians stronger than those produced by the Daqi people.
much; much;
However, there are too few blacksmiths among the barbarians, so in terms of weapons used by monks, Daqi is still better;
"Are you a Daqi man?" Leng Yi paid the money to tie up the goods, and looked at the clerk before leaving and asked;
"Yes, I fled here a few years ago and worked as a blacksmith's apprentice here." The man said with a smile while collecting the money;
"Hmph! Daqi people are all spoiled and spoiled. They can't even wield a hammer weighing a hundred pounds for long." At this moment, a stiff shout came from the depths of the shop, and then a burly man with a sinewy face carried a heavy hammer.
Came over with a hammer;
Leng Yi frowned slightly when he heard this, and then looked at the burly man. The faint fluctuations of vitality on this man showed that he was a blacksmith with cultivation; but he was definitely not a blacksmith. Once he became a blacksmith, he would definitely
Recruited by all major forces, this is also true among barbarians;
"Are you Daqi's blacksmith apprentice?" The big man looked at the hammer in Leng Yi's hand and snorted, then looked at the sword on Leng Yi's shoulder and grinned:
"Go back and let your master see how the Sa family's craftsmanship is! Is it much better than your Daqi blacksmith?"
"Definitely;" Leng Yi glanced at the big man, then nodded, and then walked out of the blacksmith shop with the sword on his shoulder;
In fact, Leng Yi felt a little unhappy when he heard the big man's cold snort just now, but he knew better that his own weight could not be compared with that big man who had been fighting weapons all his life;
but……
When I finish beating the 10,000 kilograms of pig iron, I will definitely ask for advice in person!
Leng Yi looked back at the shop, and then strode towards the city gate; but at this moment, he saw a group of people coming in from afar from the city gate; looking at the posture, they were clearly from a large family in Xichuan
, Leng Yi looked closely, and it could be seen from the mark on the horse that this was the Cheng family's caravan;
Looking at the sign, Leng Yi gritted his teeth and wanted to bypass it. After all, he had no dispute with the caravan. But at this moment, Leng Yi couldn't help but frown. He clearly saw two people in this group.
a familiar figure;
Cheng Rui! Cheng Pifu!
I didn't expect you to escape from that place alive!
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The Lantern Festival is coming soon, and it's Valentine's Day again, so I have to prepare for both sides, so I will update once for these two days, and I will continue to update twice starting from Saturday; but I will never stop updating, and each chapter will not be worth 2,000 people.