After the curfew, there were only two or three Wuhou, a village called the night wanderer, who was left by the people, patrolling around with lanterns.

All the blacksmith shops have door panels, and only a few shops are still brightly lit. The fire and light of the fire are cast through the gaps in the door panels on the dark streets, becoming one of the few lights.

It’s late at night and it’s not quiet!

In the Ganji Sword Artillery Shop, Hu Li, who had not returned to the Yizi Association in the inner city, held a large bundle of hay and snored against the door. Even though the hammer in the shop was forged for a while, he still turned a deaf ear and slept like a dead pig.

There is no need to worry about catching a cold when the heat waves are rolling in the shop.

The fire was red, and from time to time, a few sparks rose toward the open roof with the hot air, and fell into the night sky.

Old Man Gan, who was hunched over, was only wearing a short jacket, covered in oil and sweat. He held a pliers in one hand and a hammer with the other hand and smashed it heavily. The red sword embryo slightly changed its shape as the hammer hit, and Mars with impurities burst out from time to time, making the sword embryo more pure.

The sword embryo was a little cold, so it was put into the stove for heating. The iron pliers picked up another sword embryo and continued to hammer it.

"...Punch your legs, take a deep breath, and your waist sinks slightly. Remember, the earth is your foundation, the earth is the source of your strength, and all your strength comes from the feet. Visualize a force rises from the soles of the feet, extending your legs to your waist. The waist is the door of the strength, which is the key to exerting force. This force from the earth is controlled and bursts out by your waist and back. The arms are stretched, the hammer falls down. It is important to be steady, accurate, ruthless, and quick, and clean. This is the most superficial forging forming. The higher level is to fold the sword embryo, divided into ten forgings, hundreds forgings and thousands forgings. Thousand forgings are already the ultimate number. Ordinary gold and iron are often four or five hundred forgings. Even more blades will certainly be sharper, but the sword body will become brittle and cannot withstand slashes. This is the principle that just after passing the easy to fold. Next is my essence of my years of experience. Remember, the fire alchemy eye body is like a bow..."

As usual, Old Man Gan integrates his words and deeds. While nagging, he keeps fighting the sword embryo on the anvil.

The two alternately forged and heated sword embryos took shape little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little, and the sword body became denser and tougher, and straight as if compared with precise measuring tools.

Chih!

The sword blade was quenched and cooled in the mixture of horse urine and soybean oil, and a strange smell filled the air.

Old Man Gan, sweating profusely, handed the hammer in his hand to Li Xiaobai and said, "Come on!"

"I?"

Li Xiaobai pointed at him hesitantly, a little hesitant.

I have never touched a hammer before, is it really okay to play like this?

"You just want to watch?"

The old man once again had his hair and beards and hair, which scared the boy to do it.

After taking the sweat-soaked hammer handle, it was not heavy. Li Xiaobai didn't know that he had obtained the secret meaning of the first half of the Mahaboran Sutra and practiced the true qi of martial arts, his strength was no longer the same as before.

Although he didn't have the strength to shake his arms, he still had three or five hundred pounds. If he could wear thick armor and rush into the battle formation with a sword in his hand, he would definitely be a powerful general.

Old Man Gan had prepared a red-burned sword embryo for him.

Bang!

The movement was quite big, but the sword embryo showed a 30-degree twist and was bent by a hammer.

The old man was so angry that he was angry on the spot. If he hadn't known that the boy in front of him was a novice, he would have to suppress the anger that was about to explode and looked at Li Xiaobai without saying a word to raise the hammer again.

The three apprentices Wang Chui, Tie Niu and Sun Dao had their faces as if they were earth-like. They knew that the master's silence must be the tranquility before the storm, and they didn't know when this old volcano would erupt.

Bang!

The sound was a little louder than just now, and it was a twist.

The straight sword may not be possible, but the snake-shaped sword is still in harmony.

Old Man Gan's eyes twitched straight, and his old face turned red, which was no different from being about to eat people.

The sword embryo that he poured himself out was so ruined. If one of his three disciples dared to do this, he would probably go up and smash it to death with one hammer.

With two hammers in a row, the sword was ruined so badly, but Li Xiaobai's interest was rising, and it was the third time.

This time, the sword embryo looks like the word "2".

"Enough!"

The old man screamed and scared the guy so much that he almost threw the hammer out.

"You look at me while you open your eyes and look carefully!"

Despite his fatigue, Old Man Gan snatched the hammer from Li Xiaobai's hand, and storm-like forging, and knocked back the "2" sword that Li Xiaobai's three hammers back to its original straight look.

"continue!"

The hammer was stuffed back into Li Xiaobai's hand again.

Uh! Xiaobai was really impressed by his body. He took a breath and smashed it as if he was light.

Dong!

It was really light, the red sword body just trembled slightly, and even a spark did not pop out.

"Put hard!"

How vicious Old Man Gan’s vision is.

Yes! The sound has sounded a little bit more than just now.

"Tight! Remember the key points, be steady, be ruthless and fast! The body must be stable, the hands must be accurate, the force must be ruthless, and the hammer must be fast!"

"Is your wrist dead? Turn it around! Use the force on the point!"

"Pay attention to the anvil and the cooperation between the sword embryo and the hammer. This is not just your force, but the anvil and you work together! See clearly!"

"Hurry up! The sword embryo is going to be cold!"

"Switch swords! Continue!"

"Don't you have enough strength? I'll urge you to activate true qi. I know that you are a martial arts person, use it! Until you use it!"

Amid the old man's violent shouting, the forging sound echoed in the Ganji sword shop became louder and louder, more and more rhythmic, and lasted all night.

The green charcoal was added to the furnace again and again, until the sky turned white and the forging sounds calmed down.

Four handleless swords that have been initially tempered are quietly placed on the sword frame. Two of the sword bodies reflect fine fish-scale lights. Although the blade has not opened, it is already a bit cold. In comparison, the other two swords are slightly rough.

After all, Old Man Gan, who had been in poor health all night, finally returned to the backyard to rest exhausted. His three apprentices accompanied Li Xiaobai to clean up the shop that had been tossing all night, preparing for the opening after dawn.

The eldest disciple Wang Chuan brought Li Xiaobai morning food, a bowl of brown rice porridge and two pieces of coarse bread, and some chopped pickled vegetables were sprinkled on the porridge.

"Thanks!"

After swinging a hammer for a night, Li Xiaobai, who had been sore from wrists to waist and back to legs and feet, took the porridge bowl and bread, and his belly was already hungry and he couldn't wait to drink a big sip of porridge.

The eldest disciple Wang Chui suddenly said to Li Xiaobai: "Thank you!"

"Um?"

Li Xiaobai, who was biting a bite of the steamed bun, was stunned and looked at the other party in confusion, why did he thank him for nothing?

Perhaps smelling the scent of food, Hu Li, who was sleeping in the haystack, rubbed his eyes and sat up, and said in a daze: "Is it dawn?"

"Thank you, Mr. Li!"

"Thank you!"

Tieniu and Sun Dao, who were still busy in the shop, stopped their work and thanked Li Xiaobai like their senior brother Wang Chu.

"Why thank me?"

Li Xiaobai stopped and looked at the three brothers in confusion. It seemed that he had not done anything good that everyone loved and flowers bloomed recently.

"The three of us are stupid and cannot inherit the master's legacy. Although we are scolded every day, we all know that this is the master's regret that he is not strong enough and has no one to support his skills. He is also very distressed. Now the young master is in a stunning state of progress, far better than us. Although the master does not say it on the surface, he is actually relieved. Therefore, please forgive me for the master's temper. I thank you for helping him get what he wants."

After the senior brother Wang Chui finished speaking, he bowed to the ground, and the other two junior brothers bowed deeply, as if Li Xiaobai had learned Old Man Gan's sword-making skills, which immediately reduced the helplessness and guilt that their three brothers, who were dull in their qualifications, were unable to inherit the master's unique skills. As for the true master-apprentice status, no one cared about it.

Uh! What successor is there? There seems to be something wrong.

Li Xiaobai stood in a daze for a while, and finally came back to his senses and stuttered: "But, but, I am here to customize the flying sword, not a sword-making person."

The Ganji Sword Shop instantly fell into a dead silence, as if even the fire was dimmed.

The three brothers looked at each other in a glance. The master made a mistake, and even the three of them made a mistake. They were here to customize the flying swords, not to learn to make swords.

Ah puff! Everyone wants to spit out an old mouthful of blood.

These days, I have been distinguished and practiced hammering. Finally, I met a decent successor. The three brothers could feel that the old man didn't say anything, but he was very happy.

But, it's a huge misunderstanding!

What should I do?

The eldest brother Wang Chue swallowed with difficulty. If the master knew the truth, he might have torn the four of them!

Thinking of this, it seemed as if they were at the same time, the three brothers and brothers shivered together.

He said bitterly: "It seems we all want to be out of order!"

Then he thought about it, Wang Chui and his two junior brothers looked at each other and continued, "Please please don't tell the master, we are afraid that the old man will..."

Speaking of this, I closed my mouth because the following words were not auspicious.

You will be angry to death! Judging from the bad old man's appearance, it is probably like this. Li Xiaobai made up for what Wang Chuan didn't say.

Not only Old Man Gan misunderstood, but even himself misunderstood. One side thought that he was here to learn to forge swords with the token. He had preconceived ideas, while the other side also had preconceived ideas that it was the other side's strange rules. As a result, one was willing to fight and the other was willing to be beaten and betrayed the situation today.

I was sprayed with saliva for a few days. It was so depressing when I looked back.

The three brothers and brothers didn't even dare to breathe a breath, and looked at Li Xiaobai nervously, for fear that he would refuse.
Chapter completed!