"This is black iron. To be precise, it's not iron."
"Isn't it iron?" Xu Mo sighed immediately: "Hey, all your hard work was in vain."
Working in vain?
This fucking work is not in vain, you have found a treasure!
The name Xuan Tie is not a new word. There are related records in the weapon records of various dynasties and generations.
Ancient technology was not so developed, so I don’t know where this thing came from.
In fact, black iron is a part of the meteorite, and its scientific name is meteorite.
Now, all the mysteries are solved.
The reason why soybean oil and fried sticks don't become mushy is precisely because there are many scarce minerals hidden in the black iron!
The reason why Xuantie has been called a magic weapon by people in all dynasties is because of its characteristics.
Generally speaking, there are soft and hard weapons, such as hammer and stick generals, the weapons used are strong weapons, and the other is soft weapons, such as Wulang Bagua and so on.
Xuantie is an alternative among weapons - it takes into account both soft and hard weapons.
There is a saying in the weapon spectrum: if you are strong, you can cut through Mount Huashan, but if you are weak, you can beat the shoulders of a beautiful woman.
Xu Mo, a silly boy, doesn't know that he has got a treasure, so he can enjoy it secretly!
The old man patted the ashes on his hands, and there was a touch of fire in his eyes: "Such a big black iron is not common!"
"Young man, if you can trust me, how about you let me practice for you?"
Hey!
Isn't it too smooth today? It makes me feel a little weird.
After all, I've never had such good luck.
I rubbed my hands and said with a smile: "It seems that I will bow to the mountain gate today. You must be the one rumored in the world..."
This was a bit unpleasant, and I didn’t dare to say it out loud, but the old blacksmith added it himself.
"That's right, I'm Takumi Takumi."
"I don't accept apprentices, and I don't teach skills. If I come across something good, I'll do it. If I don't like it, I'll go out and do it."
In his words, instead of feeling embarrassed, he was filled with pride and pride.
He stroked the big iron pot like a child and asked, "What object do you want to make?"
I looked back at Xu Mo's height, which was about 1.8 meters.
Long weapons are not easy to carry, short weapons are more suitable for him.
According to the weapons manual, unless you are a natural freak like Li Yuanba, the optimal length of the weapon is one-third of the user's length, and the longest cannot exceed half.
As for the weight, it can be two-thirds of the user.
If it's too long, it's easy to pull it out, and if it's too heavy, it's easy to lift it. No matter what happens, it's embarrassing enough.
I looked back at Xu Mo: "What weapons have you used before?"
"I want to use a sword!"
I rolled my eyes at him helplessly: "I don't even need to ask you."
"Then I just like it, how handsome he is!"
"It's useless! Did you see the master who charged into battle used a sword?"
Weapons such as swords were eliminated from the battlefield thousands of years ago, mainly because they were not durable enough for combat, and the requirements for their users were particularly high.
If you don't have enough skills, you just want to die with a sword.
"Let's take a stab at it."
"Fifty centimeters long and weighing 20 pounds."
Xu Mo's eyes widened: "Master! 20 pounds?"
"A bag of rice only weighs 50 kilograms! You want me to fight with half a bag of rice?"
I glanced back at him: "How about I give you a tickle? That thing is lightweight. You fight with ghosts, and you tickle his creaks."
Xu Mo immediately closed his mouth, but his brows were still full of melancholy.
The old blacksmith suddenly raised his head: "Fighting with ghosts? Who are you?"
Sometimes too much explanation can lead to trouble.
I lied casually: "We were joking."
"That's right." I quickly changed the topic: "This knife is going to be a two-section knife."
The old blacksmith thought for a while: "
This is a bit troublesome, and it consumes a lot of materials. Such a large pot is probably only enough to make one batch. "
"OK!"
I didn’t hesitate at all and waved my hand: “One bite is enough!”
"Then let's do this. At this time tomorrow, you will come and get the knife."
I blurted out and asked, "Can it be done in such a short time?"
"Don't worry, I never brag."
Seeing that we were about to go out, the old blacksmith asked again from behind: "Who are you?"
"Don't worry, he must be a good person."
"I know you're not bad people, I mean, can you really fight ghosts?"
Xu Mo and I looked at each other. I neither admitted nor denied: "Are you okay?"
"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow when we get the knife."
I didn't bother anymore, turned around and strode out of the house.
After leaving the door, Xu Mo couldn't wait to ask: "Master, I feel like this old blacksmith has something to say."
"Yeah, but he won't say what he wants to do, and he'll try not to reveal his identity."
"But if we don't reveal our identity, he will definitely not tell the truth."
I smiled and shook my head: "If there is really something wrong with him, he will definitely tell me, don't worry."
Xu Mo looked at me suspiciously: "Master, do we really have to be so cautious?"
"If a bad person doesn't have it written on his face, how can he be careless?"
The snow crunched under the soles of his shoes, and Xu Mo turned around and asked, "Master, what is the Erjie Dao you are talking about?"
I curled my lips and said, "Rogue weapon."
It is not nonsense to say that Erjie Dao is a rogue weapon.
In the past, if anyone used this weapon in the ring, they would be attacked by a group of people.
