Every time the sword embryo needs to be cooled down and needs to be tempered, he will quickly glance at it with the qi-gazing technique.
The surface of the sword embryo is filled with tiny bits of light, but it is still not connected into a whole piece.
Zhong Jin seemed to be aware of it and did not stop him. Taking advantage of the short period of time while waiting for the sword embryo to become red again, he taught Chen Mou the subtle skills of using the sledgehammer with the pile step, emphasizing the old saying of "form is invisible, intention is unintentional, and the true meaning is revealed unintentionally"
Play again.
Wan Lin and Xue Biao also listened attentively and carefully understood the deeper meaning.
After six times of forging basically reached the requirements, Master Zhong used a small hammer to forge and trim the edges individually. Several pairs of eyes watched intently, fearing that they would miss a little bit.
Before quenching, Wan Lin took the initiative to close the door and seal the windows.
Chen Mou glanced at it with the Qi-Looking Technique, and was surprised to find that the disconnected rays of light on the surface of the sword embryo had magically formed into pieces. Watching Master Zhong send the sword embryo into the fire, he continued to use the Outlook-Qi Technique to carefully stare at the slowly turning red.
The sword embryo can be vaguely seen flowing with the flames, as if it has life.
Until Master Zhong succeeded in quenching, he was still thinking about the node where the change occurred in the traceback.
Vaguely grasp the key to forging magic weapons.
Next time I will watch Master Zhong forging, he will focus on the last drop of the hammer using the chi technique.
Instructing Xue Biao to sharpen his sword, Master Zhong called Chen Mou to the east room to talk. After sitting down, he asked: "How old are you this year?"
Chen Mou was stunned for a moment. Is Master Zhong going to act as a matchmaker to introduce female nuns to him? Of course it is impossible. Master Zhong also advised him to be reticent and stay away from women, and replied: "This year is twenty-seven." p>
Zhong Jin did not make any more detours and said with a smile: "On the Mid-Autumn Festival next year, the Forging Arms Pavilion and several nearby sects within three thousand miles will open sects to recruit disciples. The Forging Arms Pavilion will recruit fifty additional outer sect disciples, with an age limit of
You are thirty years old and have good forging talent. Are you interested in participating in the assessment of outer disciples of the Forging Pavilion?"
Chen Mou heard something else in the other party's words and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Master Zhong, for telling me. If I have this opportunity, I am willing to participate in the examination for the outer disciples of Forging Arms Pavilion, but... my level is limited, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass the examination."
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"You have mastered the secret technique of 'Watching Fire' on your own. I will write you a letter of recommendation. It shouldn't be difficult to pass the assessment."
Zhong Jin smiled and said his way of returning the favor,
It’s a benefit at no cost, why not do it?
He cannot teach outsiders the sect's secrets, but talented and intelligent people can master the secrets on their own by observing his forging. It does not count as a violation of the rules. He will not wake up an idiot like Wan Lin who just copied it and used it mechanically.
, and even lead to detours.
Chen Mou's face showed joy, he stood up and handed over his hands: "I am deeply grateful for the great kindness, and I will repay you generously in the future!"
Zhong Jin stood up and gave a hand, stretched out his hand to indicate that he should sit down, and said with a smile: "We don't owe each other anything, let's not talk about it. If we are the same disciples in the future, you and I can help each other."
He made it clear and did not want to take advantage of the other party.
He also learned different techniques by observing the pictures drawn by Chen Mou.
Furthermore, he really values the little guy’s forging talent. Now that he has this opportunity, who wouldn’t give it to him?
Chen Mou's polite words changed his impression of Master Zhong quite a bit.
This is an upright old Yinbi.
After explaining some more forging matters, Zhong Jin walked out of the east room. He had a lot to do, otherwise what would be the use of recruiting apprentice helpers?
After work, Chen Mou once again declined Fatty Xue's persistent invitation and agreed to have a meal together after two days. He sent the happy Fatty Xue to the street stall area at the end of Dongfang, where Chen Mou was familiar with the place.
Find a familiar used bookstall.
He became familiar with many stall owners, but it wasn't because the women behind the stalls were pretty and pretty, with breasts and good looks.
"Xiu'er, you're guarding the stall again today. Your brother is so shameless. Where did he go?"
"Fellow Daoist Chen is here."
The woman called Xiu'er has a gentle appearance but a fierce temper. She has long been accustomed to all kinds of teasing, even teasing in person. She put down the small regular script brush she was copying, stood up and said with a smile: "Are you looking for a casual look, or are you looking for a book?"<
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"Help me find all the books on blacksmithing. I'll look through them and take away a few that I like."
Chen Mou said hello to a familiar monk from a nearby stall a few feet away.
The Dongfang street stall area occupies a large area. Each stall in the first few rows is separated by two feet and has a two-foot-high bluestone platform. It will not be crowded together. It is occupied by casual cultivators who can fight and form groups.
The stalls on the ground in the back belong to stragglers.
Xiu'er agreed, "Okay, wait a moment" and walked to a pile of neatly arranged books.
Bending over, the scenery at the neckline is looming.
Without realizing it, she took out more than ten books and stacked them on the small table. She stretched out her hand to brush a few strands of hair hanging down and said with a smile: "They should all be here. You bought a few books last time." Chen Mou had long since withdrawn his gaze, sat on the small stool prepared for guests, and read a book seriously.
Xiu'er glanced at the handsome and dignified Dao Xiu who was reading a book under the slanting light of the setting sun. She chuckled lightly and turned around to greet other customers who came forward. At this time every day, business starts to get busy.
Chen Mou looked through it roughly. He couldn't expect to discover the secret technique of forging weapons, but he could rule out many factors for failure based on the experience of his senior casual cultivators.
He bought the five books he picked out and looked at them carefully when he got home. This is how his family's fortune was slowly accumulated.
I went to the street and bought a jar of wine and a few packages of braised pork and cooked food.
Rush to Mofu's courtyard, it's almost time for dinner.
Passing the wine and meat to the lively Sui'er, under Mo Fu's greeting, Chen Mou put down the books and sat down across the table.
"Brother Mo, are you noble this year?"
"Why are you asking about this... I should be twenty-nine this year."
Mo Fu winked and lowered his voice and laughed: "You are so interesting, do you want to introduce me to a nun from a good family?"
Chen Moupi was smiling, thinking of good things, and said: "It doesn't look like you, I thought you were over the age, and you are too old." Most monks are taboo about telling the specific age, so he said: "I
According to the news I heard, several sects within three thousand miles nearby will recruit disciples and outer disciples on the Mid-Autumn Festival next year. There is one restriction for outer disciples, which is to be under thirty years old."
"Not bad, not bad, almost exceeded."
Mo Fu then laughed loudly: "Those old guys have no chance, no matter how exquisite the spiritual planting skills are, it will be in vain." He turned around and called: "Sui'er, please go to the fine wine to entertain the distinguished guests today."
"Okay, sir."
After a sumptuous dinner, Chen Mou walked down the mountain in the dark carrying a stack of books.
Over the next ten days or so, after Chen Mou came home from work, he spent most of his time flipping through books and repeatedly figuring out the hammering details of the last section of Master Zhong's forging of the magic weapon. He also borrowed Brother Mo's collection of books on forging.
, carefully browsing word by word, sentence by sentence, and finally allowed him to draw conclusions from the few words in the book.
Each blacksmith has a set of methods for pouring his own energy into the magic weapon. Through continuous forging with a small hammer, the aura in the material of the magic weapon is connected into a whole, and coupled with the catalysis of quenching, the magic weapon has a stable form.
device.
It is also commonly known as "Guan Ling".
No wonder it is recorded in the classics that the better the magic weapon, the more monks need to use magic power to warm it and enhance the spirituality of the magic weapon.
After figuring out this method, Chen Mou was very excited.
There is still more than a year left. If he can figure out the secret method of infusing spirits, forge a low-level magic weapon, and add Master Zhong's letter of recommendation, his place as an outer disciple will be guaranteed.