On this day, Mrs. Dong's spirit improved. Dong Yuan asked her second sister to help take care of her, and pulled Lu Yi to the small village built in the depths of the pasture, built by the stream of the earthen hills. Dong Zhao was on duty at the entrance of the village. Seeing Dong Yuan coming from afar, she immediately greeted her, intervened and asked, "Miss Three, why are you here?"

"Can't I come? This seems to be my home!"

"No, no..." Dong Zhao was okay to drink and fight. In terms of quarrels, he was no match for Dong Yuan.

Dong Yuan waved her hand and smiled, "Okay, okay, I won't make things difficult for you. I know your lord's rules are strict, so I'll wait here. If you tell your lord, you will say that Sister Lu'er and I are here and ask him to come out to greet us quickly."

"Thank you, Miss Three, for your understanding!"

Dong Zhao thanked him hurriedly. After a bow, he hurriedly ran into the village. After a while, he saw him running out again and came to Dong Yuan, saying a little embarrassedly: "Miss Third, the lord said he is very busy, so you can do whatever you want."

"What does he mean?"

"That is, if you want to go in, just go in."

Lu Yi pulled Dong Yuan for a moment, "Dong Zhao, what are you busy with?"

"Practice knives with craftsmen!"

"Practice the knife?"

"It's not practicing the knife, it's practicing the knife... Forget it, I can't explain it clearly, so you should go in and see it yourself."

Dong Yuan was very curious and immediately took Lu Yi to the village. The area of ​​this small village was not large. In addition to the craftsmen, there were only more than 100 people in Dong Zhao and others. Including the family, there were no more than 300 people in total.

But such a small village was built according to the direction of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

The camp, residence, and workshop were clearly divided. This was not the first time Dong Yuan came here, so she was not surprised by this.

What made her feel strange was that there was no jingling sound in the workshop.

When he got off the horse and walked in, he saw Dong Qi bare-handedly discussing something with a group of craftsmen.

Next to a sword-casting stove, there was a wooden stake standing up, with two sets of falling light armor hanging on it, which was very strange.

"Okay?"

I heard Dong Qi shout loudly. After a while, a burly old craftsman with a gray hair walked over with a horse-slashing sword. The horse-slashing sword was more than three feet long and one foot long. At first glance, it looked very similar to the Japanese sword from later generations, but when you look closely, it was completely different. The horse-slashing sword appeared in the Western Han Dynasty, and it can be used in both infantry and horse-slashing war. As Dong Zhuo's daughter, Dong Yuan has also learned martial arts since childhood, so she is naturally familiar with it.

I just don’t understand, what Dong Qi is going to do?

The old craftsman walked up to Dong Qi with a knife in his hand, "Lord, according to your requirements, this knife has been refined over a hundred times and cannot be compared with magical weapons, but it is also a treasure knife that cuts iron like mud. This is already the limit of a villain, but I wonder if the lord is satisfied?"

Dong Qi took the knife and waved it twice.

"If you are satisfied or not, try it out."

He stepped forward to the wooden stake, used all his strength, shouted at the armor, and slashed over with a knife.

clang……

A long and crisp sound came, and the hundreds of refining treasure sword was broken into several sections.

Dong Qi only had a knife hilt left in his hand. After standing for a while, he said to the shocked old craftsman next to him, "I seem to be dissatisfied."

The Mingguang Armor was extremely hard, but it was cut by the sword.

But Dong Qi didn't seem satisfied with this and threw the handle of the knife to the ground, "It's still not possible. Master Pu, according to what you said, the Bailian Horse Sword should be able to cut off at least one layer of armor. But this knife only made one hole, it's not possible."

"Master Pu was originally from Guanghan County, but later he was captured by the Di people of the Southern Barbarians and sold to Baima Qiang to work under Teng Lier's hands. This time, Teng Lier led his troops to come, and Master Pu must follow him. His casting skills are very clever, and the young master attaches great importance to this. Now he is the leader here, and the young master trusts him very much."

Lu Yi looked at Dong Yuan's confused look and explained in her ear.

Dong Yuan nodded, walked up and asked, "A Chou, what are you doing?"

Dong Qi was about to explain, but he saw a young man walking out of the shed, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a childish look on his face.

"Lord, my father's process is not wrong, and the materials are also excellent. This situation must be because the steel mouth is too brittle..."

"A Yuan, what are you doing when you run out?"

When Master Pu saw the young man, he immediately showed nervousness. He forced a smile and said, "Lord, don't blame me. The child is ignorant. I will ask my lord for forgiveness."

Dong Qi smiled, "It's okay!"

After saying that, he saw the chubby boy saying unhappily: "Dad, I really know the reason."

Master Pu was furious and was about to go over and beat him up, but Dong Qi said, "Master Pu, you might as well listen to him."

"Water quality!"

The young man said, "My father's craftsmanship is not wrong, but when the knife reaches the level of 'white and bright', it needs to be quenched. The quenching requires very high water quality. Before making a sword master in ancient times, he must choose a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. To put it bluntly, it is to choose the right water quality... The water here comes from Taoshui, and Taoshui is pure and weak, but it does not require quenching. If the lord wants the sword in his mind, he can succeed when he chooses the refreshing water."

The boy talked freely. At first, Master Pu was still very nervous, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but applaud.

"Yes, the water quality should be faulty on the quenching water."

Dong Qi frowned, "Do you know where the water is so refreshing and suitable for quenching?"

"This... the villain doesn't know. However, since ancient times, the masters of sword-casting choose the place where sword-casting are chosen, and the first choice is the south. If the lord wants to practice a good sword, he should look south... The villain remembers that when we came here, we stayed in the shady valley for a night. The water there is hard and refreshing. It should be a refreshing water. The lord can send someone to find it and give it a try."

Dong Qi nodded, turned his head and shouted: "Dong Qi!"

"The last one will be here!"

The one who was in charge was the hundred generals of the Po Qiang who had followed Dong Qi to fight in the northwest. His real name was Qi Ren. After coming to Lintao, Dong Qi simply gave him a surname and chose the word "qi" from his name, so he is now called Dong Qi.

"Take twenty people and go to Xigu immediately and get some local water."

"Here!"

Dong Qiong let out a long sigh and said with a smile: "Master Pu, since it is a problem with water, let's put the horse-slaying sword aside for the time being. Other items I request need to be made as soon as possible. If there is any need, tell Dong Zhao."

"The villain obeys the order!"

Dong Qi took the Zen shirt from Dong Tie and put it on his body.

"Sister, we talk in the military tent."

He said as he stepped forward and walked towards the military tent. He was about to walk out of the shed, but suddenly stopped again.

He turned his head and asked at the fat man, "Hey, what's your name?"

Before the fat man could answer, Master Pu said in panic: "Lord, he is the little man's dog son, his surname is Pu, and his single word is Yuan."

"Pu Yuan?"
Chapter completed!