Lin Rufa took out a wooden box from under the elm desk, and saw that the wooden box was completely black. Yi Xifeng quickly took the box and opened it anxiously.
There is a short sword in the box, the whole body is as black as ink.
Yi Xifeng couldn't wait to take out the dagger, weighed it, and felt that the weight was just right. Then he looked at it carefully:
The style of this sword is quite ancient.
The blade is three feet long and one inch wide. The size is slightly wider than the standard short sword.
The blade of the sword is pitch black and will not reflect light even when viewed against the sun.
The spine of the sword is slightly raised and connects the upper and lower sides of the sword. It is thicker than the spine of ordinary daggers and the sword body is also stronger.
The sword is smooth and rounded, and is covered with scattered sword patterns, all along the sword's spine.
The sword is integrated with the sword, but it has no sword pattern and is non-reflective like the sword's edge.
The sword grid is slightly wider than the blade and connected to the round hilt. The connection between the sword hilt and the sword grid is natural.
"This sword is codenamed Hanxing." Lin Rufa said from the side.
Yi Xifeng finally took his eyes away from the sword and said silently: "Han Xing?"
The swarthy man continued to explain: "You are lucky, this sword can be successfully forged, and the meteorite iron is indispensable."
"Oh? It really came into use!" the fair boy asked curiously.
Lin Rufa nodded and said:
"Through your description last time, I found that this meteorite was sandwiched between a piece of ice iron stone and zeolite, so I had some vague guesses. I rushed to the cold pool in person the next day to find out." Lin Rufa said slightly.
He smiled and continued:
"In that cold pool, two refining materials with different properties can actually coexist. This is unusual in itself. Although this zeolite is a water and fire stone, it is not incompatible with the ice iron stone like hematite. But if they coexist, it is not easy.
." Lin Rufa took out something from his sleeve at this time, which was the meteorite.
Looking at the meteorite, Yi Xifeng was a little confused. Lin Rufa soon explained:
"This one is not yours, but the one I found from the bottom of the pond. It is far less fine and heavy than yours."
"I named this meteorite 83, codenamed Star Iron." Lin Rufa squinted his eyes and stared at the star iron in front of him, which was not as big as a peanut.
"Fall 83? Code name?" Yi Xifeng asked in confusion.
The dark man put the meteorite back into his sleeve and explained:
"There are many types of meteorite in the world, and they are extremely rare. There is no great master craftsman who has registered them. I have been blacksmithing for some years, and I have a great ambition to register all the strange stones and magical irons in the world." The big man said as he spoke.
These words seemed to bring light to his eyes.
"So what's special about this Yueba...uh...this star iron?" What Yi Xifeng was most curious about at the moment was the practicality of this star iron.
Lin Rufa took the pitch-black dagger from the fair boy's hand and integrated an inner energy into the sword body. Dots of red starlight appeared on the surface of the originally pitch-black sword body.
Lin Rufa threw the dagger to Yi Xifeng again and explained:
"This meteorite iron is naturally magnetic, similar to the mercury magnet crystal, but it is stronger than the mercury magnet crystal. It is not affected by the internal energy attribute. Unlike the mercury magnet crystal, which can only be supplemented by the water attribute internal energy, if the fire attribute is used
Internal force will only destroy the internal structure of the magnetic crystal."
"The attribute of my inner energy is the fire attribute. The starlight on this sword is red. If it is the water attribute, it is blue. And your wine energy control technique is the internal energy of the yin and yang attribute. So the color of the starlight is
, either white or black." Lin Rufa signaled the young man to give it a try.
Yi Xifeng slowly mobilized a trace of inner energy to infuse the sword body. The blade is made of three raw materials: ice iron stone, hematite, and zeolite. It has high adaptability to the internal energy of yin and yang attributes. Yi Xifeng felt that
This sword is imbued with inner strength, even easier than the wooden sword he often uses.
A trace of inner energy was integrated into the hilt of the sword, flowing around the sword body, and converging on the blade, but the starlight never appeared. The young man continued to increase the intensity of instilling inner energy.
As the amount of internal energy poured into the sword continued to increase, a very thin layer of sword energy gradually formed on the sword edge, adhering to it, and a clear sword shadow had gathered at the edge of the sword.
It wasn't until Yi Xifeng used up 80% of his inner strength that a faint white starlight flashed on the sword.
"It's white."
The young man said excitedly, and at the same time he cut off the internal energy infusion, and in an instant, the starlight, sword shadow, and sword energy disappeared.
"Well, you have strong internal energy and a white star. It seems to be Yang attribute. Haha, it's just as I expected." The dark man didn't explain too much. He just said that when Yi Xifeng grows up to be a knight one day, many things will happen.
Naturally you will understand.
"From now on, this Hanxing Sword is yours. Okay, you can give it a name." Lin Rufa said with a smile.
Yi Xifeng was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and asked, "Isn't his name Han Xing? Do you need to give him a name?"
"Hanxing is just its code name. When he has no master, you can call him that. Now that he has recognized his master, you'd better give him a name. You must know that swords have spirits." Lin Rufa solemnly replied.
At this time, the fair boy also remembered that when he was studying "Tongyi", his teacher once said:
Every weapon has a spirit, but the spirit of temple weapons and artifacts is relatively powerful, while the spirit of ordinary weapons is much weaker, but no matter how weak it is, it still exists.
Each weapon has its own codename, and each weapon also has its name.
To put it simply, you have a machete, and I also have a machete. A machete is a weapon, and its code name is "machete". But how to distinguish the difference between the two machetes requires a name. For example: Your machete is multi-purpose.
In the battle formation, I named it "Pojun". My machete is mostly used for commanding battles, so I named it "Opportunity".
Lin Rufa coughed slightly, interrupting the fair boy's thoughts, and then said:
"Of course, you can also just call him Han Xing without naming him. After all, if anyone in the world wants to create another Han Xing Sword, the chance of success is very small, almost zero."
Yi Xifeng held a sword in one hand and scratched his head with the other, muttering:
“Every time I have trouble naming,
I once smashed my code on the keyboard.
Who knew that in another world,
It’s not difficult to practice swordsmanship, but it’s difficult to come up with a name…”
The swarthy man smiled and ignored the young man's complaints. After all, he had watched him grow up since he was a child. He knew clearly that this kid had no idea what was going on in his mind and would often say nonsense that no one could understand.
The villagers once thought that the child might have been frightened or possessed by something unclean.
He was once locked up in a small dark room and drank "talisman water" for three days and ate "incense ash" for three days.
Finally he was discovered by Lin Hengshan, who gave him a severe beating and released him.
The scene at that time was still fresh in Lin Rufa's memory. Yi Xifeng's face was covered with gray, and he rushed out of the dark room like a little lunatic, shouting: "You can't say anything, but you are so powerful!"
Everyone present was confused and wanted to lock him up again...
Suddenly, Yi Xifeng recovered. From then on, the boy seldom said those "crazy words". Neighbors also commented, "It seems that this talisman water and fragrant ash can not only make people suffer from diarrhea, but also really cure diseases!"
"
All the aunts and uncles in the neighborhood would say when they met Xiao Yi Xifeng:
"Look, what a handsome baby! Oh, you have to suffer! But this disease will be cured, it will be cured!" The fair-skinned child at that time would always smile shyly, and then run away.
He was always muttering incessantly, greeting someone's eighteen generations of ancestors, but he never made a sound.
Yi Xifeng was three years old that year.
Looking at the sighing fair boy in front of him, the man thought of the boy he once was, and he smiled unkindly.
Yi Xifeng pondered for a long time, not caring what Lin Rufa was thinking, and asked tentatively:
"Uncle Lin, how about calling me Ye Jian? Ye Jian Hanxing?"
The protagonist's first weapon is the Night Sword Hanxing. The prototype can refer to the famous dagger in history - the Goujian Sword of King Yue. At this point, Yi Xifeng's basic weapons and equipment are complete, the Night Sword Hanxing, and the scabbard. Welcome to read the genuine novel,
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