clang clang clang clang......
Surrounding the fire and the sword-making platform, Li Ye was sweating profusely, even though gusts of mountain wind blew into the shed.
The red-hot sword embryo, under the heavy blow of the hammer in his hand, sparks flew everywhere. After a few hammer blows, it gradually turned blue-grey when exposed to cold.
Li Ye threw the sword embryo into the furnace fire to calcine again, and threw a few pieces of ore and the bones of the wind-chasing wolf into the furnace.
Then I pulled the bellows desperately, and the temperature in the shed gradually rose, and the sword embryo in the furnace turned red again...
Release the bellows, pick up the sword embryo and place it on the sword-making platform to continue forging and tempering.
Master Ouyang said that he would have to hone it over and over again every day, but Li Ye doubled it and spent four to five hours every day refining the sword embryo.
During these ten days, apart from eating, sleeping and occasionally wielding the sword on the edge of the cliff, the rest of the time was spent on the sword embryo in his hand.
Repeating the same operation every day, he refined almost every inch of the sword embryo tens of thousands of times.
But he was still tireless, working day and night in the maddening practice.
When he cast his first kitchen knife, he discovered the secret of the art of casting.
Being able to combine the training of casting and formless body together, while I kept tempering the sword embryo in my hand, I was also tempering my physical body.
The day after he started to recast the Qiu Shui Sword, his seventh-level technique of the Formless Dharmakaya had already broken through to the level of Xiaocheng.
Now every stroke he makes is more precise and powerful.
In Ouyang Dongli's words, Li Ye no longer needs to practice the power required for casting, he just needs to imprint the learned skills more deeply into his soul.
The best way to imprint is to repeat the same action over and over again, swinging the hammer thousands of times.
Through this sword-making, he had a deeper understanding of what it means to know with the eyes, with the hands, and with the heart.
A piece of gray-black sword embryo also glowed with cyan light after he hammered it thousands of times.
When he returned to the cabin carrying the shimmering sword embryo, even Ouyang Dongli, who hadn't seen him for just a few days, was shocked.
Caressing the sword embryo in his hand, he sighed: "When this sword is forged to the end, will it turn decay into magic in your hands and evolve into a sword with a soul?"
Li Ye reached out and climbed up the cattail leaf fan on the table and fanned himself desperately.
Looking at Ouyang Dongli, he said: "Disciple doesn't know, I just want to make it more perfect, so that I can gain more experience in forging my own natal sword."
Ouyang Dongli looked at the disciple in front of him with satisfaction, and his heart was filled with joy, but there was not much smile on his face.
He just replied calmly: "I'm very happy that you can think so. Sword-making is the same as practicing cultivation. It's all about sailing against the current. A little adds up to a big thing. There is no shortcut."
Li Ye nodded, smiled knowingly, and reached out to pour himself a cup of tea.
Then he said: "After drinking this tea, I will go to your husband's place to stay for a while, and then return to Prajna Temple tomorrow."
"Go back, have a good rest, and recuperate. Don't work so hard in the future. It won't be of much help to your casting skills and physical practice. Once you practice to a certain level, you must know how to relax."
Ouyang Dongli looked at him and replied with a smile. After that, he returned the sword embryo in his hand to Li Ye.
After thinking for a while, he continued: "Take this sword embryo with you. When you have nothing to do, you can take it out and think about how to forge it next time. Forging a sword is also a process of forging a heart, so there is no need to rush! Go down and take me to say hello to your husband. Said that I would go down to meet him for a drink in two days."
Li Ye was stunned and blurted out: "Master, you went to meet your husband for a drink again!"
I thought to myself that you just said your hands would shake when you drink, but you always want to drink.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Dongli laughed loudly and said: "My purpose of practicing here has been achieved. I will leave it to you to make swords for the next ten years. If I don't drink, how can I continue to endure it?"
Li Ye thought about it. If he stayed in this barren mountain for more than ten or twenty years like his master, he might also like the taste of drunkenness.
The master and apprentice continued to chat and drank two more cups of tea. Li Ye looked at the sky, stood up and said goodbye to Ouyang Dongli.
He put away the sword embryo in front of him and walked down the mountain under the scorching sun.
...
Li Ye returned to the Qingshi Courtyard in Shenshi. Before he opened the door, the shouts of Mu Mu and Xia Wutong could be heard inside.
"Mumu, be careful, don't climb, it will break." Xia Wutong exclaimed.
"Keke, Mumu grew up on Tianshan Mountain. What is this small tree?"
Li Ye shook his head and gently opened the courtyard door.
Just hearing a "hula", Mu Mu on the pear tree descended from the mountain like a young tiger, jumped from the air, and turned around gracefully. Before Xia Wutong, Li Hongxiu, and Tang Qiuyu under the tree could recover, they Lying on Li Ye's back.
There was a green pear in her little hand, and she was about to stuff it into Li Ye's mouth.
The three people under the tree turned their heads and looked back, only to see Mu Munui on Li Ye's back, saying coquettishly: "Brother, these pears are so sweet, do you want to try them?"
Li Hongxiu glared at her and shouted, "Mumu, you are becoming more and more disobedient now. You don't even listen to what Master Bian says."
Mu Mu made a face at her and said with a smile: "This is the Kung Fu my Master Bai taught me on Tianshan Mountain. Even my brother has not learned it."
Xia Wutong looked at Mu Mu on Li Ye's back, with a faint blush on his face.
He looked at Li Ye and said, "Junior Brother Li Ye, I heard that you are helping my master forge swords. I wonder how the work is going?"
After speaking, he looked at Tang Qiuyu and Li Hongxiu and walked back under the pear tree.
Li Ye pulled Mu Mu off his back and stroked her long hair.
She took the green pear in her hand with her other hand, put it into her mouth and took a bite. Instantly, juice flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
"Well, it's very sweet. It reminds me of the autumn pears in Fengyun City." After Li Ye took a bite, he took Mu Mu's hand and walked to Li Hongxiu's side, asking: "Master, where are you? "
Li Hongxiu pointed with her finger and said, "Your husband is sleeping. Do you want to wake him up?"
Li Ye shook his head and looked at Xia Wutong, who was holding the corner of his clothes in front of him, and Tang Qiuyu, who had already sat back at the table, and said, "Mr. Tang's Qiushui Sword has been refurbished and has now become a sword embryo."
After saying that, he took out the sword embryo and handed it to Tang Qiuyu, and continued: "No matter how good the sword is, it cannot be continued to be forged. It must be warmed for a few days before continuing to be forged."
Tang Qiuyu took the sword embryo, put it in his hand and stroked it gently, and asked in surprise: "It seems heavier than before?"
Mu Mu curled her lips and said, "Why is it so ugly? It's not as good as the kitchen knife that my brother beat me with."
Xia Wutong also stared at Li Ye with his wonderful eyes, waiting for his explanation.
"This is just the initial sword embryo. It will take several months of hammering and tempering. Do you think you can forge a sword in ten days?"
There was a voice from Mr. Weilai behind Li Ye, and he had already woken up before he entered the yard.
Tang Qiuyu looked at Mr. Li Yehe and said softly: "I really caused trouble for you."
Li Ye shook his head and said with a smile: "My master said that forging a sword is also a process of forging a heart, so you can't rush it."
The gentleman nodded and said, "You're right, forging a sword means forging a heart. This process is so long, so naturally we can't be impatient.
After Li Ye heard his husband finish speaking, he looked at Tang Qiuyu and continued.
"Mr. Tang asked just now that the Qiu Shui Sword has become heavier. That's because my master added a piece of dark iron to it when he recast it. He said that it increased the flexibility and hardness of the sword, making it difficult to damage it during use in the future. ."
Tang Qiuyu was stunned, looked at Li Ye and murmured: "What should I do? I haven't discussed the cost of this sword with Master Ouyang, but he added precious materials to it first... .”
Li Ye didn't answer her words, only looked at Mr. quietly.
The gentleman took the sword embryo from Tang Qiuyu's hand and played with it carefully.
After a long time, until Mu Mu became unhappy and clamored to go to the tree to pick pears again, the husband finally raised his head.
Looking at Tang Qiuyu, he said: "If I'm not wrong, this sword may eventually evolve into a spiritual sword. Ye'er should have spent a lot of effort on this sword embryo. You should thank me as your apprentice instead of Master Ouyang." ."
It wasn't until this moment that everyone noticed that Li Ye's eyes were bloodshot, which was obviously a sign that he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
Tang Qiuyu's eyes turned red and he looked at Li Ye speechlessly.
Xia Wutong looked in disbelief. She never imagined that this sword embryo that her husband praised was actually made by Li Ye.
Only Mu Mu had unconditional trust in Li Ye, and she said nonchalantly: "Don't even look at it... Oh, my brother is really awesome!"
"Master Ouyang said, how long will it take for this sword to be used?"
The gentleman returned the sword embryo in his hand to Tang Qiuyu, looked at Li Ye and asked.
Xia Wutong, who was sitting next to Tang Qiuyu, reached out and picked up the sword embryo, holding it in front of him and looking at it carefully.
"I don't know. The master didn't tell me. He only told me that a good sword needs to be cultivated and forged slowly. If Mr. Tang is in a hurry, I think three months will be enough..."
Li Ye did not insist on waiting until next spring to start the attack like Ouyang Dongli did.
As soon as his heart is forged, he can start to build his own natal sword. He has been looking forward to this moment for a long time.
Tang Qiuyu did not answer immediately, but looked at Mr. quietly.
The gentleman looked at her expression and smiled lightly: "Mr. Tang, you can make up your own mind. After all, you will be the one to use this sword in the end."
Tang Qiuyu was stunned, not knowing what to do.
Li Hongxiu knew what her man was thinking, so she turned to look at Li Ye, who was heartbroken.
He patted Tang Qiuyu on the shoulder and said: "Qiu Yu, you can't be fooled by this little guy. You finally deceived him into making a sword for you. If you want to make it early, he is just asking for it!"
Tang Qiuyu was stunned again, looking at Li Ye closely with a pair of phoenix eyes.
Li Ye pretended not to see her and took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe the pear juice from Mu Mu's mouth.
While teaching her a lesson: "I've told you countless times, you have to wipe your mouth after eating. Are you a little pig?" After that, he put the handkerchief into her hand.
Mu Mu tilted her head and said with a grin, "Mu Mu is just a little pig who likes to sleep, as my wife said."
Shaking his head, Li Ye was speechless.
Li Hongxiu, who was sitting next to her, stretched out her hand and pinched her ears gently, laughing and scolding: "Isn't it itchy that I haven't dealt with you for a long time?"
The teacher pointed to a few baskets of green pears under the tree and said, "Put the pears away first. After a while, it's time to make dinner."
Only Mr. Li Ye knows how hard Li Ye has been working these days.
Pointing to the inner room, he said, "Go and have a rest. I'll call you later during dinner."
Li Ye nodded, let go of Mu Mu's hand, stood up and walked into his folding house.
He was indeed too tired these days.
At this point, I just want to have a good sleep.
