Last winter, Li Xiuyuan spent the whole winter in the weapon refining pavilion of the academy, and ended up casting a water-breaking knife for Wei Qing.
This winter, Li Qiushui bought him a set of casting tools and placed them under the wooden shed in the corner of the backyard. He also bought him a thousand spirit stones of arrow casting materials.
As a result, Li Xiuyuan gave her two thousand spirit stones, which made Li Qiu Shui angry behind him.
However, it wasn't until Li Xiuyuan took out the Three Flavors True Fire and started to melt the sword-making materials that she realized that this guy was serious about making swords and it was not a child's play.
He took out two pieces of unnamed metal, one was blue and the other was dark red. Although he didn't know the material of the metal, a voice in his mind told him to choose these two materials to make the sword.
Li Qiu Shui reached out and tried two pieces of metal. She looked at him in surprise and said, "These two pieces are rare treasures. I really want to see what your sword looks like when it comes out of the furnace."
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled: "Without half a year's effort, I'm afraid I can't make it."
"Does it take so long? Or are you..." Li Qiushui looked at him and asked.
Li Xiuyuan placed the two pieces of metal in the smelting tank, turned around and explained to Li Qiu Shui: "If you are not in a hurry, it would be best to take several years to build a sword."
In his opinion, making swords is just to hide people's eyes. When no one is around, his main focus is still making arrows. This will be a means for him to save his life in the future.
When he returns to the academy, he will leave soon. How can he have time to forge arrows? Returning to the Luoxia Mountain Taoist Temple, I guess I have to ask Old Man Zhang to find a young man in the village who learns to write runes and teach him several types of runes.
The master left with himself, but the small Taoist temple cannot be abandoned, and a successor must be found.
Even if it takes more effort to teach Mr. Zhang himself.
It took half an hour to smelt two pieces of metal into two blue iron bars with a hint of dark red.
Under Li Qiushui's surprised gaze, Li Xiuyuan changed into a coarse cloth gown, rolled up his sleeves, picked it up with pliers, placed it on the sword-making platform, and began to beat it with a clanging sound.
As sparks flew everywhere, Li Qiu Shui stepped back to make tea. While lighting the fire, he smiled and said, "It's incredible. You can actually forge swords? I'm afraid you'll scare people to death if you tell me."
A boy who was less than fifteen years old could make wine and forge swords, and his swordsmanship was not even as good as his own. Even Li Qiu Shui was fascinated by Li Xiu Yuan.
I wonder if Huangfu Qingmei will regret that she chased Ximen Lone Star and missed the ready-made monster in front of her.
Li Xiuyuan didn't understand what Li Qiushui was thinking. He hit one piece and then picked up another piece to hit. The hammer in his hand showed no intention of stopping.
The backyard, filled with sparks, instantly lost the harsh cold of winter, and now had a hint of summer heat.
Because the temperature of Samadhi True Fire is much higher than that of earth fire and heavenly fire.
"Asura, will you feel lonely if you live alone in this courtyard?" Li Qiushui asked lightly, while pouring a cup of hot tea for Li Xiuyuan and placing it on the table.
He Xiuyuan thought for a while and said: "I have lived in Taoism since I was a child, and I just followed the master. As time went by... I gradually got used to it."
Li Qiu Shui looked away, looked at him and asked curiously: "What about your master?"
"By the way... Just to ask you this, my master has left Ascension. I'm afraid I won't see him for several years." Li Xiuyuan replied calmly, thinking of the old Taoist priest who had left.
Li Qiuhuo swallowed a sip of hot tea with some difficulty, looked at him and asked in a hoarse voice: "Your master actually ascended? No wonder he can teach a monster like you..."
Looking at Li Qiushui and Li Xiuyuan, he laughed and murmured: "When my master was there, I hadn't started practicing yet, and my meridians were completely cut off at that time..."
In Li Xiuyuan's view, if he had obtained the golden lot earlier, maybe the old Taoist priest could have taught him more skills, and he would not have been captured by a group of bandits when he was going down the mountain.
Hearing these words, Li Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt a little heartache. She didn't expect that Li Xiu's meridians were cut off and he was unable to practice.
Looking at him, he murmured: "I didn't expect you suffered so much when you were a child..."
"You should feel very proud. There are many monks in the wilderness, but no one is like you... By the way, how old were you before you healed your meridians and started practicing?"
Li Qiushui smiled at him, with a tear about to fall in his eyes.
Hearing these words, Li Ye couldn't help but blush, and after a long time he murmured back: "I was nine years old in the year when the master ascended. It happened to be the day when he ascended, and I successfully gathered my energy..."
...
After being busy for an hour, Li Xiuyuan put the fire under control and came back to drink tea with Li Qiu Shui. He also took out two plates of pastries and melon seeds from the house and put them on the table to entertain the guests.
He picked up the scent of flowers and took a sip, then pointed at the two sword embryos beside the stove and said, "As long as the sword embryos look like they are, even if they have the best flames, they will have to be tempered thousands of times...ten thousand times before they can take shape."
Li Qiushui nodded and added charcoal to the small stove.
"Forging a sword is the most important test of one's endurance. One hammer after another, each hammer must hit a different part..." Li Xiuyuan explained to her carefully.
"General weapons include ordinary iron, and slightly better ones are fine iron. No matter how good cold iron is, I have never seen any good materials..."
"You are not a professional swordsmith, so naturally you cannot find better materials..."
"Fire is very important when making swords. If the firepower is not enough, even the master forger will not be able to make a good sword..."
The two of them went back and forth, chatting around a small stove and a pot of tea.
Although it was a severe winter, sweat was dripping from Li Xiuyuan's forehead after he had been busy for an hour.
Li Qiushui smiled and handed him a silk scarf to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"What do you want, senior? Can I help?" Li Ye raised his head, looked at her and asked.
When Li Qiushui heard this, he laughed. Waving back, "If I say I want a pair of small scissors, can you help me build one?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, smiled strangely, and pondered for a moment. A pair of small scissors appeared in his hand.
"I am something I built in my spare time in the past two years. Senior, try it and see if you like it? If it doesn't work, I will try again..."
Li Qiushui was startled, took the small scissors, and tried on the black hair on his chest...
"Oh, this is a good thing, hehe, I like it. There is a shortage of small items like this in the wilderness. If you sell such small items in a wine shop, I guess a bunch of casters in this city will be furious... ..."
"Don't do it, I don't have the effort or the thought." Li Xiuyuan said from the side.
To outsiders, he looks very idle, but only he knows that he is really busy all day long, but there is never a moment of leisure.
Li Qiushui put away the small scissors in his hand with satisfaction, looked at him and asked: "Do you have any more? Give me a few more. I will bring some beauties over to cheer you up another day."
Li Xiuyuan filled the kettle with water, picked it up and put it on the fire. He shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not a scissors seller... I don't want the compliments. I don't have time to fight these little things."
Li Qiu Shui looked at him and smiled: "If the girls in this city know that your wine shop can still sell these small things, I'm afraid it will break the threshold of your small shop and make the casting masters in the city become famous. eyes."
Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is a wine shop. I will have to brew a few more bottles of wine in a while. This iron and casting work can only take one or two hours a day."
Li Qiushui looked at the empty wine shed and nodded thoughtfully.
"Senior, if you like it, I will give you one as a gift when I have free time. There will be no more." Li Ye replied while pouring tea into the cup.
Li Qiushui nodded and picked up the teacup on the table with a satisfied look on his face.
...
In the following days, Li Xiuyuan got up early every day to practice swordplay and then spent the whole morning brewing wine. After lunch, take a rest, close the door and make arrows in the afternoon.
With the foundation of casting arrows at the Great Wall, he can now cast arrows very quickly.
Occasionally when he had free time, Li Qiushui would come and sit for a while, drink a pot of tea, look at Li Xiuyuan who was sweating profusely and enjoying it, shake his head and leave.
Li Xiuyuan would also occasionally forge two pieces of sword embryos. After repeated tempering, it had the appearance of a long sword.
However, Li Xiuyuan was not in a hurry. He wanted to take the final quenching of these two swords to the land of the divine dragon. If he used the fire of the divine dragon to cast them again, even if they were not spiritual swords, they would be almost the same.
one day......
Two days...
Five days...
On the fifth day, Li Xiuyuan resumed selling wine every afternoon and brewing and making swords in the morning. He just spent less time on making wine and making swords. Now he already has dozens of jars in stock.
The materials Li Qiu Shui bought for him turned into iron arrows, which shone with a cold light after he had tempered them repeatedly.
After five days and five nights of hard work, he forged hundreds of iron arrows, waiting to be slowly engraved with different runes in his spare time.
Fortunately, these arrows were not seen by Li Qiu Shui, otherwise with her intelligence, she would have thought of Li Xiuyuan, the mysterious Talisman Master of the Great Wall, just by turning her mind.
In the following days, he no longer needs to forge iron arrows. From now on, he will practice swordsmanship, brew wine, and forge swords, waiting for the arrival of spring next year.
However, Li Ye was not satisfied. After training day and night, his cultivation level did not improve, but his muscles, bones and physical strength were strengthened.
He ate when he was hungry and slept when he was tired, working day and night just to forge more perfect talisman arrows and two long swords.
He is now doing the same thing over and over again every day, doing the simplest practice of practicing ten thousand swords, brewing two vats of wine, and striking ten thousand times.
Make the simplest movements, raise the hammer, drop the hammer, draw the sword, and put the sword away.
It's like repeating a formula every day, without any difference.
A voice in his mind vaguely told him that by practicing the simplest move to the extreme, even the simplest sword move can evolve his own sword intention.
Li Ye, who keeps swinging the hammer every day, is also thinking that if someone like him practices without knowing how tired he is, will he be able to cultivate his sword intention into sword power one day?
Such the simplest life and the simplest way of practice will definitely drive many people crazy, but Li Xiuyuan doesn't care.
Immersed in the practice of casting, I don’t know day and night.
Ding, clang, clang, unaware of the passage of time and the withering away of strength.
Even Li Qiu Shui, who came over occasionally, was surprised by his strength. He never stopped for a moment from morning to night.
Li Xiuyuan, who practiced day and night, gradually realized the mystery of casting and realized the joy of casting.
An idea has arisen in his heart. Every time the hammer in his hand falls, it wants to hit the entire surface of the sword embryo or a certain point on the sword body.
Just like how he practiced the method in the past, he could see it with his hands.
Just like the archery skills he practiced, wherever his eyes could see, the iron arrows in his hand could hit.
There is no need to exert any deliberate force on his arms or wrists. With just one inadvertent movement, the hammer in his hand will follow his thoughts and land on a certain surface or point.
