Chapter 64: Uncle Long, please try it!

The iron smelting workshop was divided into two parts, one was an iron smelting house that refined iron ore, and the other was a blacksmith workshop that built iron tools. There was no difference between the two when they were first built.

However, with the continuous expansion of workshops during this period, the number of craftsmen and slaves continued to increase, Yao Yun simply divided them into two independent workshops, and transferred all the craftsmen who had created bronze utensils to settle in the two latest rising workshops.

Thanks to Yao Yun's strong support, the scale of the iron smelting workshop and the blacksmith workshop expanded in a short period of time, and its area was also very large, far exceeding one workshop.

Wu Tong heard the cheers from afar, so he accelerated his pace and walked into the alley. In the past, he could walk around in a leisurely manner and walk slowly, but today he was anxious and felt that he was too slow.

So Wu Tong silently recited Wu Tong, and then his figure disappeared into the snow like a ghost, and he didn't look like an old look.

Although the bald dragon fell behind, he could fly. After awakening from his trance, he immediately chased after him. In the end, each person and the dragon appeared in front of Yao Yun and others.

"King, where is the Great Sword? Let me show you the old man (I’m the Dragon)!"

Wu Tong's old voice was a little excited, and the bald dragon was a little unbelievable, and he looked anxious to check the authenticity.

At this time, Yao Yun was celebrating with the craftsmen. When he heard the anxious questions from the two elders, the craftsmen and the palace guards all came forward to salute, with smiles and excitement on their faces, and a little proud.

Look, two sirs, we really created a sword and used mere mortal iron to create a sharp magic weapon!

Of course, no one said to show off his merits. The king was present and could not steal the limelight from the king.

Yao Yun smiled, with a calm smile, and said casually: "Mr. Long, the second elder, the sword is here, and I am finally lucky to be able to save my fate. This sword can barely see the lonely Dharma eye!"

After saying that, Yao Yun pointed at Cangman.

I saw Cangman holding a sword in his hand. The sword had just been built, so his appearance was not good, and he could not compare to the exquisite and sharp meteorite magic weapon in the imperial capital. It can be said that he was not good at appearance. However, when his eyes touched the sword body, a cold light flashed so that the person was dazzling.

When Cangman heard the words of his king, his face flushed and said excitedly: "Yes, this is really a rare magic weapon. He blows his hair and cuts his hair like mud!"

As he spoke, Cangman's hand holding the sword couldn't help but send out a stream of vitality. The moment the vitality flowed in, the sword's cold light burst out and a faint light shone.

The north wind whistled, and the snowflakes rolled in with the strong wind, falling into the shed. The snowflakes hit Cangman's body and floated on the sword.

Snowflakes as big as goose feathers floated on the blade, but unexpectedly, the snowflakes did not attach to the sword, but were divided into two halves by the cold light, turning into two smaller snowflakes.

Others did not notice it, nor did they have such powerful insight, but Wu Tong and the bald dragon saw it clearly.

The next moment, they both were stunned.

Although this scene is blessed by Cangman's vitality, the quality of the weapon itself is also an important reason. The stronger the quality, the stronger the Qi Refiner's vital energy will be.

If they had questioned Yao Yun and Cangman before, then now, all doubts have disappeared with the wonder of the cold sword blowing snow.

"Master, can you show me!"

Yao Yun naturally agreed, and he was quite accomplished. He was a theoretical master. The knowledge from the previous life naturally helped him a lot, but knowledge and practice were two different things. If you want to integrate knowledge and action, you still need to make a lot of effort.

The sword in front of him is the result of his efforts and the craftsmen.

"Cangman, let me see the Second Elder and Uncle Long!"

Cangman immediately took the order and respectfully handed the sword to Wu Tong.

"Second Elder, Uncle Long, the sword has been opened, it is extremely sharp, please be careful!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I know!"

Wu Tong just responded casually, and did not take Cangman's words to heart. His hands were rough and he did not have the image of the kind and solemn witch in the past.

Wu Tong held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and the other dry veteran rubbed the sword, feeling the sharpness of the sword with his heart.

hiss!

By accident, Wu Tong's trembling old hand exerted a little harder, and the next moment, scarlet blood simmered out from his fingers.

"Second Elder!"

Bleeding? Injured? Yao Yun and others were shocked and screamed.

Wu Zhu has a high prestige among the people and is respected by everyone. When Wu Zhu was injured, everyone was a little nervous.

Cangman's sweat was flowing out. He had just reminded him, but he didn't expect that the second elder was really caught.

When Wu Tong saw his fingers bleeding, he did not frown, but instead stretched his eyebrows and laughed happily.

"What a sharp sword! It's comparable to a magic weapon, hahahaha!"

Wu Tong, who has always been known for his calmness, was laughing extremely heroically at this moment, with his voice shaking the sky, shaking the roof of the ceiling and falling down.

As a great witch, Wu Tong was not good at fighting, but he was also a profound Qi Refiner. His body was as strong as the sea. The sword in his hand shot out a green light at this moment.

Wu Tong ignored everyone, but jumped into the snow and danced with his sword in the face of the heavy snow!

As a Wu Zhu, dancing witches is a compulsory homework, and Wu Tong is a master of this. Yao Yun used to think that Wu Zhu dancing witches was really awkward, and he was very ashamed to jump.

But at this time, the second elder Wu Tong played sword dance, which was really beautiful, with a special charm between each thorn and another.

Yao Yun has been practicing the power of his mind for a while, and his eyesight is extraordinary. At this time, he can feel the mysterious charm of this sword dance, which seems to be very powerful!

Just as everyone was fascinated, Elder Wu Tong shouted: "Go!"

A blue sword light shot out from Wu Tong's sword and flew straight to the corner of the wall.

Peng!

Rumble!

First, the sound of the hard stone cracking, then the sound of rocks flying across and falling.

Everyone was stunned.

Yao Yun was a little stunned.

Second elder, this is what you say. I am not good at fighting? Are you teasing the little one? Yao Yun remembered that when the bronze cauldron besieged the Wu Temple that day, the old guy said casually that the bronze cauldron would disappear by itself, looking relaxed and freehand.

Yao Yun couldn't help but have a thought at this time. Did the second elder in a daze keep hiding his weakness, and shouted every day that he was not good at fighting and walked slowly, but was the image of the old man in front of him?

Wu Tong danced with a sword, stretched his whole body and vented heat from his head. After the dance, he immediately returned to everyone and praised him: "Good sword! King, this is a good sword comparable to a magic weapon. It is really amazing that he can create such a powerful weapon without using natural treasures. Mr. Long, come and take a look."

The bald dragon wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but he had mocked the prince a lot during this period. At present, Wu Lao Er had confirmed the quality of the sword, so he immediately felt guilty. Thinking of his previous ridicule and belittlement, and looking at the magic weapon in front of him, he felt embarrassed, extremely embarrassed.

When everyone looked at the bald dragon in unison, the embarrassment became stronger and stronger.

The craftsmen also looked forward to it. The Dragon King was talking in his ears every day. Although he was talking about the king, he was also belittling the craftsmen who worked in the blacksmith workshop. The craftsmen also had self-esteem and were holding their breath.

You are in accordance with the status of the Dragon Prince, knowledgeable and well-known. What you said is reasonable, but now we have really created it, and you should believe it now!

Yao Yun looked at the bald dragon with interest, and seemed to be imitating the bald dragon's "joking" expression: "Mr. Long, you can try it too!"
Chapter completed!