Chapter 46: Beyond the Power of Tigers (Third Update)
The blacksmith next to him glanced at the apprentice and said nothing.
Jiang Lin smiled and said: "Okay, thank you brother."
"Easy to say, easy to say." The apprentice, who had been in the training area for at least two years, smiled happily and happily supported Jiang Lin.
In this way, Jiang Lin can save a lot of energy and make his training more efficient.
In the evening, the blacksmiths left one after another.
There were quite a few apprentices left behind this time. Like Jiang Lin, they were conscientious and carefully cleaned the furnace or tempering area they were responsible for.
Although only a few people sincerely learn from Jiang Lin, and most people just want to please him, in general, the style of the South Blacksmith Camp has improved to some extent compared to before.
After the cleaning was completed, the apprentices did not leave immediately, but waited outside in twos and threes.
It wasn't until Jiang Lin came out that they walked towards the dining tent in groups.
Blacksmith Qi saw this scene from afar, so he gestured to Zhao Yankui and said with a smile: "In my opinion, if Jiang Lin really becomes a master in the future, he will be much more prestigious than you."
It's not that there are no apprentices who can form cliques, it's just that no one has ever had so many fans like Jiang Lin.
Regardless of whether those people are sincere or fake, at least they have momentum.
A blacksmith whispered next to him: "Master, does Jiang Lin act like this and steal your limelight? I'm afraid it's not good for a big tree to attract the wind."
Of course his words came out of jealousy. Zhao Yankui turned around and glared, cursing: "What kind of wind are you attracting? As long as he is strong enough, no matter how strong the wind is, he can't blow him down! My disciple should have such momentum." , I want you to just eat carrots and worry about it!”
The blacksmith was so scolded that he didn't dare to say a word, so he turned back to grab some food.
Others couldn't help but snicker. No one was jealous, but not many people would jump out when Jiang Lin was in the spotlight.
But you are not very discerning, so you have to stand out at this moment.
When a group of apprentices came over, Blacksmith Qi was the first to wave to Jiang Lin and say hello.
Jiang Lin ran over and bowed to Zhao Yankui first: "Master, Master Qi."
"Well, let's go eat." Zhao Yankui nodded.
Although he seemed to be putting on master's airs, the look he looked at Jiang Lin was full of appreciation.
He liked this apprentice more and more.
When he came to the stove, Jiang Lin glanced at Old Man Wei.
Old man Wei didn't look at him, he was doing whatever he was supposed to do.
"Master Wei, those two Qi and Blood Pills..."
"I exchanged it for something useless. It's worthless." Old Man Wei said.
Jiang Lin is not a fool. How could the Qi Blood Pill be worthless?
Although he didn't know what kind of knife it was, he felt the affection.
There is no need to say too much about some things, just do it when the time comes.
The young and old were cooking and cleaning as usual, and the apprentices seemed to have adapted to the life of staying behind to help after meals these days.
After everyone left, the dining room was finally at peace.
Old Man Wei threw the rag on the stove and left without saying a word.
He is not used to saying words of thanks to others, let alone hearing words of thanks from others.
Jiang Lin knew this very well. He stood on the wooden steps and watched the limping figure of Old Man Wei leading the donkey cart. He suddenly thought that he didn't know if there was any medicine for treating legs.
If so, we must find a way to heal Old Man Wei's legs in the future.
"Old Wei, I'm back." Blacksmith Qi greeted him while holding a bunch of things.
Old Man Wei nodded casually and continued to move forward.
Blacksmith Qi ran to the dining room with his things in his arms and shouted: "Jiang Lin, come here, these are yours."
Jiang Lin took a look and saw two half-new and half-old bedding, a pillow, and a new set of apprentice clothes.
"You have to make do with these things first. Originally I said I would give you new ones directly, but your master said that the regular test is coming soon, and I want you to keep it in mind to avoid slacking off." Blacksmith Qi said with a smile: " So you are doing a lot of things these days Mo San, if you really pass the regular test this year, your master and I will give you two brand new sets!" Jiang Lin took the things over without being pretentious and said, "Thank you, Master Qi. I will thank you later tomorrow. ”
"There's nothing to thank you for. It's not worth a lot of money. Okay, you can take care of it yourself. I'm going back."
After bidding farewell to Blacksmith Qi, Jiang Lin turned around and looked at the two sets of bedding.
Although the things are old, my heart is warm.
The most important thing is that he saw the changes brought about by the improvement of status in these things.
A month ago, Zhao Yankui would not have thought of solving the problem of dressing and sleeping for him. Many apprentices who had been to the blacksmith camp for several years were still wrapped in tattered quilts brought from home.
With a faint smile on his face, Jiang Lin took the things over but did not spread them out. Instead, he boiled a pot of water and then sank and steamed the herbs left by Old Man Wei.
After the water boiled for more than half an hour, he poured it into the iron bucket on the side and took out the cloth bag.
After hesitating, Jiang Lin gave up the plan of using two Qi and Blood Pills at the same time.
Being greedy can lead to death. Anyway, this thing belongs to him and no one can take it away. There is no need to rush.
Throwing a Qi and Blood Pill into the bucket and seeing it disappear, Jiang Lin took off his clothes and jumped in directly.
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With the experience last time, this time he kept his mind close and carefully felt the changes in his body.
The pressure around him gradually increased, and the familiar pressure and pain hit him at the same time.
Jiang Lin sat like an old monk, soaking in the water, indifferent to what happened.
Fine blood droplets emerged from the surface of the skin, condensed, expanded, and then quickly retracted.
My body, which had lost a lot of weight during the day due to my improvement in fire-making skills, started a new round of growth again.
Half an hour later, the temperature of the water in the bucket dropped rapidly, and Jiang Lin opened his eyes.
His eyes were as bright as a torch and his spirit was high.
Wow——
Amid the sound, Jiang Lin stood up from the water.
The body is once again elevated, and the visual inspection must be at least 185. In an era when the average person does not exceed 170, this is already a very astonishing height.
And the muscles on his body appear to be more visually explosive.
When the fire-burning skill reaches level 7, the excess fat has been completely refined, and the muscles are as if cast from steel.
Now there is a layer of oily color added, just like a tempered weapon that has been polished again and becomes black and shiny.
With a little exertion, veins would pop, and the whole person looked like a terrifying beast from ancient times.
Jiang Lin stepped out of the bucket easily, walked to the wooden beam of the dining shed, stretched out his hand and pinched a corner.
With a strong force, there was a click, and a corner of the beam was easily crushed.
Kneading it into fine sawdust with his fingers, Jiang Lin came back and squatted down next to the barrel.
Taking a deep breath, the muscles swelled, as if every inch of skin contained immeasurable power.
He slowly wrapped his hands around the edge of the barrel. Although the barrel was made of thick wood, it seemed fragile under his palms.
The wooden barrel, which contained at least two to three hundred kilograms of water, was easily picked up.
"Hey!"
Following a deep shout, the muscles in Jiang Lin's arms suddenly tightened, and power poured out like a flash flood.
The barrel suddenly made an overwhelming creaking sound and quickly exploded.
The fragments splashed everywhere, and the water splashed as the barrel disintegrated, drawing silver arcs in the air, and then fell to the ground, mixing with herb residue and soil into a mess.
Holding a wooden board in each hand, Jiang Lin's eyes were filled with joy.
With this power, even a stunned tiger can be easily killed!
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