Chapter 317 Master, he is very powerful
Each attribute has reached three digits, which is a very astonishing value.
It is said to be a low-grade Yuan soldier, but in fact, with a long sword, ordinary high-grade Yuan soldiers can be cut in half in front of it, which is a trivial matter.
However, due to the incorporation of too many materials, the weight of these things is also very surprising.
Even a small hammer was so heavy that the iron table was almost crushed.
Jiang Lin tried to weigh it a few times and estimated that it must weigh at least several hundred kilograms.
If it were a star-destroying hammer or an anvil, it would be even heavier, at least two thousand three kilograms.
However, the volume has not increased much, which is quite confusing.
Fortunately, Jiang Lin is now at the third level of the Divine Martial Realm. Coupled with the oven method, his strength is at least five or six times greater than that of the same realm. Otherwise, it is really not possible for ordinary people to use such heavy iron tools to temper.
"Looking at it this way, even without a long knife, just using the star-destroying hammer can crush people to death." Jiang Lin thought.
At this time, a voice came from the door: "They fainted."
Jiang Lin turned his head and saw Old Man Wei standing there with a serious look on his face.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had asked the three children to practice chopping with him.
Jiang Lin couldn't help but look strange. He seemed to have been practicing for two or three hours without stopping...
After a while, Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan squatted in the barrel and drank the medicinal soup for a long time before slowly waking up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Old Man Wei standing at the door and scolding Jiang Lin: "After all, we are still children. I don't object to you training them hard, but you must also have a track record. You are in the divine martial realm, how can they keep up with you?" You are working hard at this moment.”
"I forgot for a moment..."
"It doesn't matter if you forget, they didn't dare to stop at all until they fainted from exhaustion."
"Okay, okay, my fault, I will cook for them today."
Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan listened with their ears pricked up in the barrel, and then looked at each other.
Old Man Wei came back and saw that the two of them had woken up. His face looked better now and he said: "If you are really tired next time, you can stop and rest for a while, and you can make up for it later."
Song Ziyan looked at him and said timidly: "Grandpa Wei, don't blame the master. The master is actually very good to us."
"That's right, we are the ones who are willing to practice. We can't blame Master if we are exhausted!" Miao Yonghuai followed.
Looking at the two children, Old Man Wei was silent for a moment, and then said: "That's because I'm troublesome."
Seeing that he seemed lonely, Song Ziyan said quickly: "Grandpa Wei, we didn't talk about you. But Master is really kind to us. He bought us new clothes, gave us food and shelter, and used elixirs every day. Help us heal. My mother said there is no one better than Master in this world.”
"Yes, yes, my mother said so too." Miao Yonghuai nodded in agreement.
"And Grandpa Wei, you are also very kind to us. I have long wanted to have a grandfather as good as you!" Song Ziyan said.
"Yes, yes, I think so too!" Miao Yonghuai nodded in agreement.
Song Ziyan turned to look at him and blinked.
Miao Yonghuai also looked over, his eyes widened: "What did you say wrong?"
Song Ziyan turned back and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't say anything wrong, it just means I didn't say anything..."
In another room, Jiang Xiu rubbed Sheng Yingchun's arms with a distressed face and said, "You kid, why didn't you tell me you were tired? You had to faint and have a big bump on your head? I have to talk to my little brother later. How can you practice like this!”
Sheng Yingchun grabbed her hand: "No!"
Jiang Xiu was startled, and then Sheng Yingchun let go of her hand and lowered her head slightly.
Her voice was a little low and hoarse: "I have never had such a good life."
Jiang Xiu was stunned, looking at this girl who was a little thinner than herself, and felt a strong sense of uneasiness from her words.
He was abandoned by his biological parents when he was very young and was raised by adoptive parents.
Following them, they ate and slept in the open air, traveled all over the country, witnessed the fights, killings, intrigues, and almost never lived a stable life.
After joining Watchtower, life seemed a little better. However, when he was about to grow up, his adoptive parents died in Thunder Eagle Castle.
Only God knows how desperate she was at that time.
She didn't cry, not because she wasn't sad enough, but because she didn't know how she could survive.
For a thirteen-year-old girl, having no one to rely on means that the whole world is dark and no light can be seen.
It wasn't until she saw Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan being sent to Jiang Lin that she plucked up the courage and took the initiative to ask for martial arts lessons.
Does she actually want to learn?
She didn't want to, but she hated martial arts.
Because when they were growing up, most people with martial arts skills liked to do some disgusting things.
They don't care about morality, they don't care about humanity, and they don't value other people's lives.
But in order to survive, she could only force herself to learn. Even when Jiang Lin asked what she wanted to learn, she didn't know how to answer.
I just think that this person who is respected by everyone is very powerful and seems to have killed many people, so let’s learn how to kill from him.
This is the real reason for Sheng Yingchun's answer, not that he is a cold-blooded and ruthless character.
She doesn't know how to choose, so she chooses to cater to the preferences of big shots.
Among the three children, she is the one who can endure hardship the most and is the most persistent. Just because she was afraid that if she didn't persist, she would be sent away and lose her most reliable supporter.
How dangerous the world is, she has seen it since her mother's womb.
No matter Miao Yonghuai, Song Ziyan, Old Man Wei, Jiang Xiu, or even other blacksmith masters and apprentices, they all felt that the three of them were very miserable.
But from Sheng Yingchun's point of view, such a day is simply wonderful!
There is no need to worry about being killed, and there is no need to think about how to have a full meal.
Here, she has delicious meals filled with red meat.
There are houses that can protect you from wind and rain, and warm and comfortable beds.
There is also a grandfather who cares for them, and a group of warm-hearted uncles and big brothers.
And all she has to pay is to be a little more tired every day and do things that are not too dangerous, that's all.
Where in the world could it be better than here?
No more, she could never find it again.
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Looking at the girl who lowered her head, she was usually very stubborn, but now she looked extremely weak.
Jiang Xiu suddenly understood. Her eyes were slightly red, and she held Sheng Yingchun in her arms regardless of the water in the bucket soaking her clothes.
"The good days are here to stay, and there is no need to be afraid in the future."
Sheng Yingchun opened her eyes wide, filled with hesitation.
Jiang Xiu's warm words and breath made her a little uncomfortable. After all, even her adoptive parents usually spent less time together and more time away from her.
After coming back, I mostly talked and had drinks with my friends in the world.
After all, in their eyes, Sheng Yingchun is just a little girl who has not grown up.
And in Jiang Xiu, Sheng Yingchun felt the warmth that she had always wanted but never got, which was love from the bottom of her heart.
After a moment, she slowly stretched out her hand covered with concoction from the bucket, and hugged Jiang Xiu's back amid hesitation.
At this moment, Sheng Yingchun's eyes opened even wider.
Aunt Jiang... so warm.
She bit her lips lightly and sniffed the scent of Jiang Xiu's hair. Her eyes gradually narrowed, like a wild cat that had been wandering alone for a long time and finally found a warm home where she could rest peacefully for a while.
A knock on the door suddenly woke up the little wild cat who had just settled down.
She subconsciously let go of the hand holding Jiang Xiu and retracted into the barrel.
Jiang Xiu stood up and went over to open the door, and saw Jiang Lin standing there with a large bowl of rice covered with red meat.
"You are really..." Jiang Xiu subconsciously wanted to say something to him, but then she thought of what Sheng Yingchun had just said and swallowed it back. She only took the food and said, "I'll give it to her when it's ready. You go back." ”
"Okay." Jiang Lin nodded and said, "Sister, you should also pay attention to rest."
"Got it."
Jiang Xiu came back with the food and asked, "Should we eat now or wait?"
"Wait a minute." Sheng Yingchun lowered his head slightly and said, "If it falls into the bucket, it will be ruined."
"What's there?" Jiang Xiudao: "Your master refined these pills himself, there are plenty of them."
Even though she said this, Sheng Yingchun still didn't want to waste it. She cherished everything she had now.
In order to divert the hunger caused by the aroma of the food, she deliberately asked: "Aunt Jiang, is Master very powerful?"
"Well, it is indeed very powerful." Jiang Xiu said.
"How powerful?"
Jiang Xiu thought about this question seriously, but then she seemed to think of something and squinted her eyes and smiled: "I have never seen or heard of anyone more powerful than him."
Sheng Yingchun's eyes widened slightly: "Then can you tell me how Master became so powerful?"
"Of course you can." Jiang Xiu sat on the bench next to the barrel and said with a smile: "I have to mention that I sent him to the South Blacksmith Camp. At that time, he was still a young man, and with You are about the same height, maybe a little thinner than you... As a result, who knows, one day half a year later, he..."
"You don't know how worried I was when he traveled thousands of miles to the border to save Mr. Liao and the others."
"That was the first time I saw a fifth-rank official, and I came to give a gift to my little brother."
"The weapons made by my little brother will be praised by the commander-in-chief."
Jiang Xiu rarely had the opportunity to talk about this with others. After all, everyone around him knew that it was not easy to meet someone, so he naturally took the opportunity to shake it all off.
Listen to Jiang Lin's rapid rise step by step since he entered the blacksmith camp, until now he has become Lord Jiang, a fourth-level official and a third-level divine martial artist.
Sheng Yingchun's eyes opened wider and wider. When she was sitting in the watchtower, she only heard that Mr. Jiang was very powerful. All the adults admired him and were in awe of him.
Only now did she understand that what she heard at the Watchtower was just the tip of the iceberg.
Listening to Jiang Xiu's narration, Sheng Yingchun subconsciously looked at the closed door, and a look of worship gradually emerged in her eyes.
It turns out...Master is such a powerful person!
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