Chapter 425 What is inevitable
Several blacksmiths suddenly showed their unconvinced expression. They knew that their skills were not top, but they were considered iron for many years.
The phrase "Do you know how to fight iron", which made them annoyed.
Don't know how to fight iron, can we stand here?
Also, how high you are so high, how to control it?
Can't control the heat, how can I do iron?
People are led by Ma Ningyan.
These blacksmiths are hard to say anything, and they can only stand by the fire. They plan to wait for Jiang Lin to fail, and then talk about it.
High temperature flames have made Jianglin heating raw iron at least three or five times faster than others.
When he used fire tongs to clamp the shredded red raw iron, the surrounding blacksmiths were surprised.
This color ... it seems very good?
In fact, if he was afraid to scare them, Jiang Lin didn't even need a fire tong, and he could pull it out directly.
But that's so shocking, only when Ma Ningyan grew up behind his ass, he knew this.
Put the raw iron on the anvil, Jiang Lin held a fire tong with one hand, and raised the sledgehammer with the other hand to start shaping.
His movements are skilled and fast.
Ding Dang —
Ding Dang —
In a series of monotonous and accurate rhythm, the outline of the long knife quickly appeared.
Later, Jiang Lin changed into a small hammer and began to flatten. Even if he was heated for the second time, he had completed the refining steps.
Seeing that he heated the long knife again, and then quenched.
Blacks are stunned and efficient?
On weekdays, they created a knife, at least four or five times, and more than six or seven, to complete the refinement.
Jiang Lin's speed beyond their imagination.
After the quenching was completed, Jiang Lin polished the blade non -stop.
In the sound of harsh friction, sparks splashed.
The edge of the blade gradually revealed.
There are blacksmiths who are close to, and they can't help but be surprised when they see the entropy pattern on the knife.
"What kind of pattern is this?"
"This is a entropy pattern, which represents whether the weapon is entered." Jiang Lintou asked, "Have you ever seen it?"
"I have never seen it." The blacksmith shook his head.
Jiang Lin glanced at them, and saw a group of people look blank, as if she had never heard of entropy patterns.
I can't help thinking, can I not have even appeared here?
When the long knife was polished, Jiang Lin picked up and looked at it. The eight entropy patterns were just the same.
He handed the knife to Ma Ningyan and said, "Let's try it."
Ma Ningyan looked at the dark black knife in his hand. Although he hadn't tested the knife, the sharp spirit came from his face.
"Good sword!" She couldn't help but praised her, and she had never seen such a good weapon.
"Try this." Jiang Lin took a piece of raw iron.
"Ah? Will it not be cut off?" Ma Ningyan hesitated, so it would be a pity that such a good weapon would be damaged.
"No."
Looking at Jiang Lin's confident expression, Ma Ningyan gritted his teeth, raised his knife in his hand, and chopped hard at the raw iron block in front of him.
Without the imagination, the raw iron was very easy to be divided into two.
Even the guards and others were stunned.
This is too sharp, it is simply iron cutting like mud!
Looking at the raw iron that was cut in half, Ma Ningyan was full of excitement.
She turned to Jiang Lin, excitedly: "Grandpa Hong, this knife is too powerful, you must teach them!"
"If everyone can match such a weapon, it will definitely be disadvantaged!"
Shou Xu pushed a few blacksmiths next to him, saying: "I don't know Hong Ye yet! As far as you have the ability to be a apprentice in front of Hongye, I don't know how to cherish the opportunity of Tianda!" >
The blacksmiths reacted, and in both words, Hulai kneeling all kneeling.
"See Hong Ye, ask Hong Ye to teach me and wait for the skills!"
Jiang Lin waved his hand and signaled them to get up, and said, "Since it comes, it will naturally teach you, but you need to ask some questions first."
"Although Hong Ye asked, I would have to know nothing about it, there is nothing endless!"
Then, Jiang Lin carefully asked about the skills of blacksmith now.
Knowing that no matter whether they are ordinary blacksmiths or exclusive blacksmiths of the Quanwan clan, they have never created weapons with entropy patterns.
As for the Bao Bing, the soldiers and the like, I have never heard of it.
"What is Bao Bing?" Some blacksmith asked curiously: "Is this knife created by Hong Ye?"
"A lot of it can lead to the vitality of heaven and earth." Jiang Lin replied.
Seeing a circle of blacksmiths was blank, he shook his head slightly, and said, "You don't understand these for the time being, learn something simple first."
"Start with burning fire."
The blacksmiths stunned, starting from burning fire?
They have been iron for more than ten or twenty years, and they are all available for more than thirty or forty years. Do they still need to learn to burn fire?
Jiang Lin pointed at the stove and said, "Can you master the fire?"
The blacksmiths didn't say anything, so high temperature, let alone firing the raw iron, even if it was close to it.
"Hong Ye, not we are unwilling, but the fire is too high, and when we are close to injury, you can't see the furnace."
Jiang Lin was silent for a moment, and then said: "I have a method ..."
"It is called the oven method."
"While helping you to fight iron, improve the cultivation. The higher the quality of the weapon created, the faster the speed of practice." The blacksmiths are happy and there are such strange methods in the world?
When Jiang Lin informed the oven method, the blacksmiths looked at him again, and they had a respectful face, as seeing the gods.
More than a dozen blacksmiths bowed to Jiang Lin Qi Qi Qi: "Hong Ye taught the skills, hearing unheard of, when the gods of the gods fall."
"If these skills can be passed on, it is not an exaggeration to honor your ancestor."
Jiang Lin laughed. When some people said that when the stove was too close to injury, he knew that some things were doomed.
The oven method is the unique practice method passed down by the ancestor of the blacksmith. Nowadays, myself is playing such a role.
In other words, he is this person!
Watching the blacksmiths discussed the oven bakers and started to practice the raw iron firing at high temperature.
Jiang Lin can't help but be a little stubborn. If he has never traveled to Da Gan, will there be such a history?
Will there be other people to become such a role instead of themselves?
This question has no answer.
Because in any case, it is impossible for Jiang Lin to see the history of no existence.
At the same time, Jiang Lin has another problem.
That is, in the history of Danan, the ancestor of the blacksmith created three soldiers, and his body was soaring.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
In other words, this is the case when you come in this time?
For a moment, Jiang Lin wanted to immediately withdraw from the world of boxing legal persons, trying to reverse what the history would be.
But it is meaningless to think about this, but it will cause yourself to be in danger.
It was the best choice to stay here before the old things in Lu's determined to die.
As for flying ...
Jiang Lin is easy to think of. Maybe when he leaves [pictures of the world], just to the people here, just like flying up.
He couldn't help but raise his head. When it was said that when he created three soldiers, Yu Shi cast the rain, Thunder Gong hit the 矿, and the dragon came to the furnace ore.
Will that happen that happened?
Why did you build three soldiers?
After all, the only reason cannot be taken away from this world. The only reason is to kill the three ancestors of Lu.
Jiang Lin's gaze slightly moved: "This reason is also appropriate. But what kind of magic soldiers do you have to build one can kill a master who enters the Daowujing?"
With a long bow of the bow, it may not be done, but some adventure, Jiang Lin needs better soldiers.
It is best to be able to show your face, just slap the three old things to death.
In some days later, Jiang Lin taught blacksmith to learn how to burn fire, and at the same time created weapons for those who prepared to fight against troops.
He did not deliberately build a treasure soldier. After all, there were too few people, and the cultivation was not high.
And Xu and others have realized some of the battle array, and combined with the previous weapon, they can play a greater role.
Watching these people practice the battle array every day, it has gradually achieved.
Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh, it is indeed a person and affairs that must appear in history.
Obviously, they just described it, but they realized it.
It is not so much self -opening, it is better to say so.
In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.
Ma Ningyan had more than 1,500 people who secretly called.
These people have learned the battle, and they have a hand -made weapon.
Each time, the elixir of the promotion of cultivation is secretly sent, so that everyone's cultivation is continuously improved.
On one day, Ma Ningyan came to Jianglin.
"Grandpa Hong, we will start troops tomorrow."
Ma Ningyan said, pushing Gu Anning next to him: "This child is here first. If the situation is not good, please take care of him."
"Mother, I want to kill the enemy!" Gu Anning reluctantly said.
Ma Ningyan ignored him, only looking at Jiang Lin.
For her, only Jiang Lin is the most important.
Jiang Lin nodded and said, "He is here, you can rest assured."
Ma Ningyan showed a smile and said, "I naturally believe in Grandpa Hong."
Say, she turned and left.
Gu Anning was subconsciously chased, but Jiang Lin held his shoulders and couldn't move.
"Grandpa, I also learned martial arts, I can help!" Gu Anning struggled.
"Whether the success or failure of today is not your own person. If you stay, they will have less scruples." Jiang Lin said.
Gu Anning's struggle was much smaller.
After a while, he was quiet, but his tone was full of worry: "But if the mother and Uncle Xu encountered danger ..."
"I have me."
Gu Anning felt that the palm on his shoulder left, and he turned around and saw Jiang Lin returning to take the big golden bow.
An arrow that can devour light was pinched in his hands.
The burly body stands in front of the blacksmith's shop, looking ahead.
Those eyes are extremely sharp, as if they can see through everything through the house.
It was not high, but the sound of strength and confidence sounded in Gu Anning's ears.
Watching his grandfather Ma Lu grew up, watching his mother Ma Ningyan grew up, and now he also wants to look at the man who grew up in Gu Anning, with a strong face and a low tone.
"I have me."
"No one can hurt her in this world."
(End of this chapter)