Chapter 106 is already in the sky
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As time passed, night fell soon.
Most of the tinkling sounds in the blacksmith shop have stopped.
The blacksmiths left in twos and threes and went back to eat and rest.
"Master Jiang, how are you?" Blacksmith Qi and Yuan Bingqi both came over and asked.
Jiang Lin gestured and said: "It still needs quenching to complete. I am about to ask Master Qi how to quench this knife?"
Most weapons are quenched with water or oil, but that is ordinary iron, and this knife contains black crystal iron and jade sand.
Especially other people's weapons, Jiang Lin couldn't mess with them at will.
"It stands to reason that the blood of giant horned ox is the most suitable. There should be some left in the warehouse. I'll get it later." Blacksmith Qi said, glanced at the blade, and then exclaimed: "Third grade?"
On the blade, six entropy patterns glowed dimly, reaching the level of a top-grade weapon.
Even Yuan Bingqi was surprised when he saw it. After so many years of blacksmithing, this was the first time he saw a third-grade object.
He picked up the long knife and looked at it again and again, carefully stroking the entropy lines on the blade, flicking it a few times from time to time, or getting closer to check the lines.
Turning to look at Jiang Lin, Yuan Bingqi exclaimed in amazement: "How many layers have you stacked on this knife?"
Jiang Lin didn't know how many layers there were. He thought about it briefly and said, "There should be about twenty or thirty layers."
"Twenty or thirty floors!" Yuan Bingqi exclaimed.
Jiang Lin was a little confused. Is that much?
Yuan Bingqi looked strange and said: "Did you know that this knife has been stacked nearly a hundred times before, and each layer after that will only be more difficult. How can you stack twenty or thirty layers after Master Craftsman? It's simply, simply …”
Jiang Lin didn't know what to say. His level of Hundred Refiners was based on probability. It didn't make any difference whether you had stacked hundreds or tens of thousands before.
I thought that saying that I was on the 20th or 30th level was already a big deal. After all, I had been training for a long time. Who knew there was such a way?
Having said the words, it was hard to take them back. Jiang Lin could only smile and touch his nose: "Maybe I remembered it wrong, there are only a dozen floors."
"Amazing, amazing!" Yuan Bingqi seemed not to hear what he said at all, staring at the sword as if appreciating the peerless treasure.
I don't know why, but his appearance made Jiang Lin feel quite pitiful.
After the top grade, there are seven grades including Bao, Ling, Xuan, Yuan, Sheng, Shen and Dao.
Yuan Bingqi regards a mere third rank as a treasure, but what about treasure soldiers, spiritual soldiers and the like?
I'm afraid he was so excited that he died suddenly on the spot.
It can only be said that the status of the craftsmen in the blacksmith camp is so low that they don't even have the opportunity to see real decent weapons. The ordinary third-grade weapons already make them astonished.
Jiang Lin couldn't help but think that if there was a chance, the blacksmith masters would be able to create real magic weapons!
This is not an extravagant thought. As long as skills and skills continue to improve, and with the increase in growth rate, even ordinary iron can potentially create treasure weapons!
The only problem is that it may take a little longer.
Tiejiang Qi looked at Jiang Lin, his thick eyebrows and big eyes no longer simply filled with appreciation, but even a bit of admiration.
"Master Jiang, you are so..." Blacksmith Qi thought for a long time and didn't know what words to use to describe his inner feelings.
On the third level!
Think about it, not long ago, they were happy that the South Blacksmith Camp had a set of high-quality iron tools. How long had it been?
We have all the ironware of the middle and fifth grades!
Weapons of the third grade are also seen!
In the end, Tiejiang Qi could only sigh with emotion: "I have no regrets in this life."
He went to the warehouse and took out the rarely used giant horn blood, which was then quenched by Jiang Lin himself. The cow's blood was not evaporated much, leaving only a hint of dark red on the blade, and the murderous aura was instantly intense.
Blacksmith Qi admired: "Master Jiang's quenching timing and heat control have become perfect, and even this part is almost impeccable."
Jiang Lin smiled lightly. He had also asked other blacksmiths in the past few days. Although they all practiced the oven method, they had never heard of iron bodies, copper bodies and the like.
As for the increase in skills, I haven't felt it, and I haven't heard of it either.
I think either these blacksmiths don't understand the true secret of the oven method, or this is their own unique practice.
Thanks to the all-round increase, regardless of quenching or sharpening, the real effect should be equivalent to a half-level upgrade.
Blacksmith Qi didn't know this. He just felt that he was lucky enough to teach such a young genius how to temper. It was a blessing that came from eight lifetimes of cultivation!
Holding the third-grade long sword in his hand, Jiang Lin looked towards the test stone.
Blacksmith Qi's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said: "The test stone in our blacksmith camp is not good enough, but if you can't resist this top-grade weapon, don't try it."
Hearing this, Jiang Lin put down the knife with a little disappointment.
Although he felt that the third-grade long sword was nothing more than that, it was considered a rare item in the blacksmith camp after all, so he wanted to know how powerful it was.
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"When the garrison master comes tomorrow, he will definitely be shocked." Blacksmith Qi said with a smile: "Master Jiang's move is too shameful for our Nan Blacksmith Battalion Commander! If other military attachés know, I'm afraid they will The blacksmith shop is packed!”
Yuan Bingqi didn't speak, but just thought to himself, fortunately, he was not so pretentious and came to the South Blacksmith Camp early.
With people like Jiang Lin here, Nan Blacksmith Camp is no longer going to soar into the sky sooner or later, but has already reached the sky, leaving only an ordinary person to look up.
Naturally, such a good knife cannot be thrown away casually in the blacksmith shop. If it is lost, there will be no place to find it.
Jiang Lin took a long knife and went to find Old Man Wei first.
Seeing that he had re-forged the middle-5th-grade long sword and directly jumped to the upper-third-grade, Old Man Wei's cloudy eyes shone a little.
Even though he has been away from the frontier army for decades, he is still a member of the frontier army after all, and he naturally loves good weapons.
Holding the long knife and stroking it back and forth, Old Man Wei finally said after a long time: "If I could have had this weapon back then..."
He didn't finish what he said. After all, so many years had passed and it would be meaningless to talk about it again.
Jiang Lin knew that he still had doubts in his heart, so he said: "I will find some good materials in the future to build a real magic weapon for you!"
Old Man Wei looked up at him, shook his head, handed the long knife back, and said, "What do I want with that thing?"
When he said this, it was very calm, and it was obvious that he really didn't want it.
When people get old, they have to accept it.
A good weapon should be matched with a real hero, not an old cripple like him.
Jiang Lin understood what he was thinking and had no intention of persuading him. He silently took back the long knife and said, "Then you should rest early. I'll be back."
Old man Wei hummed and watched Jiang Lin leave.
There were no lights in the house, only the moonlight shone through the door, making the darkness a little brighter.
The breeze blew, and the old man's murmur floated out with the wind.
"Really old..."
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