Yuan Zun glanced at Zhang Rui, but had no intention of leaving. Instead, he walked in and looked at the burning flames in fascination.
Seeing him like this, the village chief and Zhang Rui frowned in confusion, wondering what Yuan Zun wanted to do.
Looking at these flames, it seemed that intermittent images flashed through his mind. The sudden impact made Yuan Zun tremble all over, and then he came back to his senses.
"Village chief, can you let me try it?"
The village chief looked at Zhang Rui and asked with a smile: "Do you want to try blacksmithing?"
"Tianluo, please stop joking. This is not a place for you to play. Blacksmithing is a technical job. Not everyone has this kind of perseverance and sufficient physical strength!"
Zhang Rui shook his head and waved his hand to Yuan Zun, telling him to leave the blacksmith shop and not waste time here.
Yuan Zun refused to leave, so the village chief had no choice but to signal Yuan Zun to come here and give it a try.
"Master, can you do it when the sky falls? The hammer we use for blacksmithing weighs more than fifty kilograms!"
Looking at the village chief approaching him, Zhang Rui couldn't help but say.
The village chief's eyebrows were tense and his expression was solemn. He looked at Yuan Zun who was holding the hammer in his hand and said calmly: "Tianluo can kill an adult Gulu with his fists. I think he has a lot of strength."
"Do you really believe what he said? It took more than fifty of us to successfully kill a Gulu. How could he kill that beast with his fists alone? It must have been some kind of trap set by Tianluo to make that beast
Gulu is hit!"
In any case, there is still a trace of doubt in the mountain village about Yuan Zun beating Gulu to death with his fist. Although it is true that the beast died in his hands, how did Yuan Zun succeed?
But it became a mystery that no one asked anymore.
The village chief signaled to Zhang Rui that he didn't need to say anything and just watch quietly. Then he hummed and turned his gaze to the hammer in Yuan Zun's hand.
Yuan Zun first tried the weight of the hammer, and after feeling that it was not as heavy as he thought, he swung it violently and hit the red iron block burned by the flames hard.
"Ding"
"boom"
When the hammer fell, the red iron block turned into sparks, and the handle of the hammer in his hand broke directly, hitting the stone wall behind him.
Feeling light and airy in his hand, Yuan Zun couldn't help but be stunned. He turned his head and looked at the big hammer that had been broken from the middle. Even he was shocked.
"broken?"
The village chief and Zhang Rui opened their mouths so wide that their eyes almost popped out.
They had used this hammer for who knows how many years, and today, it ended up like this in the hands of Yuan Zun!
Looking at the iron block after he hit it, it was completely dented from the middle, as if it had been exploded by something.
"Tianluo, you are so strong."
Looking at the scene before his eyes, Zhang Rui swallowed and murmured.
Compared to Zhang Rui, the village chief's expression was even more solemn. Judging from Yuan Zun's hammer just now, it is not surprising that he could kill an adult Gulu with his fists.
Being able to break the hammer handle shows how much strength Yuan Zun possesses. This is beyond the scope of ordinary people and is not as simple as simple muscle strength.
"Sorry, Zhang Rui, lend me your hammer again."
Yuan Zun smiled guiltily at the village chief, then, his eyes fell on Zhang Rui and he said lightly.
After saying yes, Zhang Rui picked up the big hammer in front of him and threw it to Yuan Zun.
He grasped it in the air and directly held the second hammer in the palm of his hand. The hammer weighing fifty kilograms did not even cause his arm to shake at all.
The village chief patted Zhang Rui's arm and motioned Yuan Zun to stay away.
Seeing that the two men had appeared at the door of the blacksmith's shop, Yuan Zun slightly controlled the strength of his hand, raised the hammer above his head, and knocked down the iron block.
After several times, Yuan Zun suddenly stopped, shook his head, and said: "It doesn't feel like this..."
Using a hammer to strike iron was very similar to a certain feeling in Yuan Zun's heart, but it was not the same. He could not recall anything from this kind of hammering.
"Tianluo, did you remember something?" Seeing his strange expression, the village chief couldn't help but try to ask.
Yuan Zun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I just heard the sound of metal colliding and it felt a little familiar."
The village chief nodded, recalled something, and said: "When I saw you in the back mountain, you had several scratches on your body. It seems that you were injured by a sharp weapon. Is this related?"
"Scratch?" Yuan Zun hurriedly opened his cuffs and scanned his arm. He found no scratches, not even a scratch.
In this case, the village chief also looked surprised and weird, and said curiously: "Your body is really unbelievable. You suffered such a serious injury, and not only did you recover so quickly, you didn't even leave a trace!"
Yuan Zun believed that the village chief would not lie to him. If he had been seriously injured by a sharp weapon, it would not be unusual for him to feel the sound of metal collision.
Turning away, Yuan Zun looked at the gravel piled in the corner, frowned and asked: "Are these stones the ores used to extract metals?"
The village chief nodded and said: "Yes, I will go to the back mountain every few days to look for some metal ore to refine the metal. It happened that I met you who was seriously injured that day."
Yuan Zun nodded, approached the ores, picked up a piece and weighed it in the palm of his hand.
Not knowing what he wanted to do, the village chief gulped and said: "If you want to extract metal from this ore, you must increase the firepower and quench it for at least two days!"
"Because it contains metal, this ore is very hard. If it is not burned continuously with a strong fire, it will be difficult to crack it and extract the metal inside. Fortunately, this kind of ore is widely distributed and is only about the size of a palm. Otherwise,
, I really can’t get it back.”
Looking at the ore quietly, Yuan Zun just blinked, and a crack appeared on it, and there was a cracking sound.
"this……"
The village chief pondered for a moment, with a thick wry smile on his face.
Yuan Zun looked at the ore in his hand that had been crushed into two halves, and looked at the burning furnace. After hesitating for a moment, he held the handle of the ore and entered the fire.
Seeing his self-mutilating behavior, the village chief and Zhang Rui were so frightened that they twitched the corners of their mouths several times.
"Tianluo, are you crazy! Take your hands out quickly, Huo Wuqing will burn you!"
Looking at Zhang Rui who was trying to run over to stop him, Yuan Zun waved his hand to him and said with a smile: "It's okay. Although the fire is burning, I can't feel the temperature."