"Haha, I'm more interested in sword making, so I rushed over after hearing about it."

"Well, sit down."

The old man pointed to the chair next to him, then walked towards the man and took the hammer from his hand.

The hammer as big as a head fell into the old man's hands as if it were nothing.

Xiao Chen was not surprised by this. Although the blacksmith in this picture is thin, he must have great strength...

When the old man picked up the hammer, he ignored Xiao Chen and seemed to be immersed in his own world.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

He picked up the hammer and kept hitting it.

The man glanced at Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei, wondering why the master would bring them in.

However, when he saw that his master didn't say anything, he didn't say much and continued to be busy.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

The sound of hammer and iron colliding seemed to have a certain rhythm, which was quite pleasant.

Xiao Chen looked at it with a smile. The process of making the sword was the same as Linghu Nian's.

At that time, he also took matters into his own hands and forged the Sky-breaking Knife.

As time passed, Wang Pingbei's eyes gradually changed.

It’s really hard work!

The old man carried the hammer lightly and kept hitting it.

The weight of this hammer may not be a big deal to a cultivator, but it is surprising that it keeps hitting... and can continue to be so light.

"The old guy has so much strength..."

Wang Pingbei murmured in his heart.

Half an hour passed, and the old man's movements always maintained a rhythm, neither fast nor slow.

"A heavy weight is a light thing..."

Xiao Chen said to himself, this blacksmith... is a bit interesting.

"Blow the wind."

Suddenly, the old man said something.

"yes."

The man responded and blew the wind, making the fire grow stronger and even make a sound.

The heat in the room has increased again compared to before.

Even Wang Pingbei's face was covered with sweat and he couldn't stand it anymore.

His clothes were all wet.

Wang Pingbei looked at Xiao Chen and couldn't figure out why he came to see Blacksmith Zhang making iron... What's so interesting about this?

"Why doesn't he sweat?"

Wang Pingbei muttered and looked at the old man again, and then he was surprised to find...the old man didn't even sweat!

Even during the blacksmithing process, firelight spattered in all directions, but not on his body. It was the same as it was just now.

This made him widen his eyes. What's going on?

"The power of heaven and earth..."

Xiao Chen naturally discovered that he was using the power of heaven and earth to block the flying sparks and dust.

Even the heat is kept out.

Time passes quickly amid the jingling bells.

During the blacksmithing process, the old man ignored Xiao Chen and continued to work on his own, as if the two of them were not there.

On the other hand, the man's eyes glanced at Xiao Chen and Wang Pingbei from time to time. Are they still not leaving?

"You go outside and wait for me."

Xiao Chen looked at Wang Pingbei who was soaked and said something.

"good."

Wang Pingbei hurriedly responded and left quickly.

As soon as he came out, he took a deep breath. The cool breeze hit him and he felt indescribably comfortable.

He looked back and couldn't figure out what Xiao Chen was going to do. Isn't this a waste of time?

Inside the house, blacksmithing continued.

Xiao Chen didn't feel bored at all, but watched with relish.

Another hour passed, and the old man looked at the sword in his hand and smiled: "It's not bad."

Immediately, he looked at Xiao Chen: "What do you think, Xiaoyou Chen?"

"Good sword."

Xiao Chen looked at the sword in the old man's hand. Among the swords, it was already the best, almost reaching the level of a semi-divine weapon.

"Congratulations, senior."

"Haha, there's nothing to congratulate, it's just okay."

The old man smiled, shook his hands and threw the sword into the furnace.

"Melt it away."

"Yes, Master."

The man nodded and fanned the flames.

"..."

Xiao Chen was very surprised. He was comparable to a demigod weapon, but he was still not satisfied?

What does he want to cast?

Could it be that he is a magic weapon?

Take this sword out, let alone auction, it will definitely be worth a lot of money in any store.

He just looked at it and said, "It's okay," and then destroyed it?

"Little friend Chen, let's go out and have a cup of tea."

The old man stopped looking at the sword in the furnace and said to Xiao Chen.

"Ah? Oh, okay, senior."

Xiao Chen nodded, secretly said, "What a pity," and followed him out.

The man glanced at Xiao Chen's back, muttered something, and continued busy with what the old man told him.

"Finally it's out."

Wang Pingbei, who was extremely bored while waiting outside, saw the two people coming out and hurriedly got up.

"sit down."

The old man smiled and poured two cups of tea.

"The sword-making process is very boring. It is rare for Chen Xiaoyou to be able to watch it from beginning to end."

"Haha, I think it's quite interesting."

Xiao Chen picked up the tea and took a sip.

"The sound of your blacksmithing has some rhythm, which can help you cultivate your spirit."

"..."

The old man who was about to drink tea paused slightly and glanced at Xiao Chen.

"Little friend Chen, does he know who the last prodigy who saw me forging was?"

"who?"

Xiao Chen was curious.

"Qingyunzi of Qingyun Tower."

The old man said slowly.

"Qingyunzi?"

Xiao Chen was surprised.

Wang Pingbei behind him widened his eyes and almost screamed.
Chapter completed!