"Qiang!"
In the blacksmith shop, the heavy hammer fell, sparks flew everywhere, and a piece of black iron gradually deformed.
"Qiang!" "Qiang!"
The sonorous sound continued to sound, which seemed very regular and had a good rhythm.
The person wielding the hammer was a young man, wearing coarse linen clothes, with delicate and handsome features. Sweat was dripping from his forehead. He didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead and kept beating the black iron in front of him.
Not far away, an old man was lying on an old and tattered recliner, and he was resting with his eyes closed. Even in his deep sleep, the corners of his mouth were still grinning, as if he had dreamed of something worth being happy about.
The young blacksmith is naturally Zi Chen. He has been here for ten days.
For ten days, he stayed at home and worked all day long, with a small pile of iron ingots already placed next to him.
The man on the recliner is Old Man Wei. Since Zi Chen came here, he has never moved a hammer, but he has moved his mouth every day. A few days ago, because of Zi Chen's problem with the force of Zi Chen's hammer, he almost gave Zi Chen a blow. Cursed to death.
When he is awake, the old man is very strict and can always find all kinds of faults. When he fell asleep, the old man's mouth was grinning, as if he had a good dream.
The sonorous sound of the hammer was like a beautiful melody, which brought the old man into sleep, and he was reluctant to wake up.
Around lunch time, the old man woke up naturally. When he saw the iron ingots piled up in front of Zi Chen, he was stunned for a moment. After covering up the surprise and surprise in his eyes, he frowned and said dissatisfied: "Speed. Why is it so slow? The efficiency is really low."
He stepped forward, picked up an iron ingot at random, pointed to a place on it and said: "The power here is a little lighter, here is a little heavy, and here...here..."
The old man picked up an iron ingot and mentioned several problems in succession. After seeing Zi Chen nodding his head, showing an expression of humbly asking for advice, he reluctantly nodded.
"Are you hungry again? If you can't complete the task every day, you will have to eat a lot. I will suffer a big loss."
After that, the old man muttered as always and walked towards the back room, probably to prepare food.
After a morning of beating, Zi Chen had already lost all his strength, and at the same time he was so hungry that his heart was pressed against his back. However, after hearing what the old man said before, he was too embarrassed to rest and could only continue beating.
I have to say that in these ten days, although the old man continued to squeeze his time, his strength increased very obviously.
Although he has never used extreme speed, Zi Chen believes that he can use extreme speed much faster now than he did ten days ago.
Here, a strong physical body is the foundation of everything.
In the past few days since Zi Chen came here, Xiang Xuan and four others came to see him once. After that, they were said to be out on a mission, but they never saw him.
"Eat something."
Old man Wei came out with a bowl of porridge and motioned for Zi Chen to drink it.
It has to be said that this mere bowl of gruel has a lot of power and can sustain Zi Chen's workload for half a day.
On the eleventh day, a team walked in outside the town. If Zi Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize four of them. They were the four saints with holy bodies from the Huot family.
They followed the new ability user and arrived here ten days late.
Zi Chen never leaves home and pays no attention to external affairs.
A few days later, Xiang Xuan and the others came back and took Zi Chen to drink. Looking at their slightly sad expressions, Zi Chen could tell that they seemed to have gained nothing this time.
"Zi Chen, don't just spend all day hammering. It's useless. Only through constant fighting can you strengthen your abilities."
At the wine table, Tang Pu persuaded Zi Chen as before.
Zi Chen smiled bitterly upon hearing this and said, "It's better to postpone this matter for a while. Old Man Wei still has many tasks to complete."
Speaking of Old Man Wei, Xiang Xuan had complaints in his eyes and said dissatisfied: "Zi Chen, don't let Old Man Wei be deceived. He treats you as a coolie. Work for him day and night. Live, he is squeezing you, and he is not paying you. You might as well go out with us to hunt false beasts. If you are lucky, you can get a drop of Holy Source Liquid at a time. Using Holy Source Liquid to enhance your strength is comparable to Blacksmithing is a lot faster.”
Xiang Xuan and others took a fancy to Zi Chen's fighting prowess and wanted to recruit him to join their group. Zi Chen also yearned for the hunting from the outside world, but when he thought of the stern old man, he shook his head and smiled bitterly again.
Moreover, his strength is indeed growing very quickly, and it is not as slow as some people said.
After finishing the meal, Zi Chen did not agree to the four people's request. It was not that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't tell Old Man Wei.
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"Yes, this is it, use your strength here!"
"Qiang!"
"If I add some strength, it's still too light!"
"Qiang! Qiang!"
A new day, a new mission. Zi Chen started blacksmithing again. After Xiang Xuan and the other four took a short rest, they went out to hunt the false beasts again.
In the past few days, it was rare for Old Man Wei not to sleep, but to teach Zi Chen some techniques for exerting force. Following the old man's instructions, Zi Chen's hammer movements became lighter and his control of power became more skillful.
Old Wei, who looks very stern, is actually very satisfied with this disciple in his heart. He is so satisfied that he even grins silly every time he sleeps. It can be seen that Zi Chen makes him very satisfied. But every time he wakes up, he becomes so strict because he is worried that Zi Chen is too proud. In the process of refining weapons, talent is very important, but hard work the day after tomorrow is even more important.
For a month, Zi Chen was beating the iron.
A month later, Zi Chen began to refine weapons under the supervision of the old man.
In the past, Zi Chen knew some techniques for refining weapons, and even knew many lost techniques, but those relied on energy to operate. Now that there is no energy, none of Zi Chen's techniques can be used, but once The basics are still there, so it's fairly easy to perform.
After scrapping two weapons in succession, it took Zi Chen three days to finally build a decent weapon. It was a long knife, very sharp and emitting a black light.
"good!"
For the first time in more than a month, the old man nodded and expressed his inner affirmation of Zi Chen, "This knife can be sold outside. This shop can be considered open."
After staying here for such a long time, Zi Chen saw some people looking at weapons. Unfortunately, there were no decent weapons here, so no successful transactions were made.
Zi Chen once wondered whether the old man's remaining food would be eaten up if this continued.
In this way, Zi Chen successfully became a long-term worker in the blacksmith shop and began to build weapons for sale. Gradually, the shop also started doing business and completed its first transaction.
According to the old man's vague instructions, the weapons Zi Chen made would have some flaws and would not look perfect. This is intentional in this dangerous place.
Of course, only the two of them could see the flaw, and other people who didn't understand weapons couldn't understand it at all.
The business of the shop gradually improved, and Zi Chen's weapon refining skills became more and more proficient. When the third month came, the weapons Zi Chen refined were already somewhat famous. From the time when the weapons first appeared, they were bought, until later, they were already pre-ordered before they were even made.
With a bowl of porridge in the morning, noon and evening, Zi Chen's strength is also constantly growing. Compared with three months ago, it has changed a lot.
In this regard, Zi Chen was even obsessed with this increase in power. If he were in the outside world now, I believe that his holy body has undergone great changes in the past three months. Although he dare not say that it is comparable to that of a holy soldier. The situation, but it is definitely much stronger than before coming.
And if he continues to grow like this, Zi Chen believes that one day, his physical body will be able to grow to a level comparable to that of a holy soldier. By that time, he will be able to receive the holy soldiers with his bare hands.
As his strength grew, Zi Chen gradually felt some changes in his body, which seemed to be a sign of the emergence of abilities.
For people in this world, real abilities are actually changes in the body, abilities derived from oneself. For example, Zi Chen's previous extreme speed ability was due to the extension of the skill, and it was not an ability evolved by the body on its own.
Just when Zi Chen gradually fell in love with the feeling of increasing strength and refining weapons, the old man suddenly stopped Zi Chen.
"You have been staying here for a long time. You have already gained a deep understanding of weapon refining. It's time to go out and practice."
"Are you trying to drive me away?" Zi Chen looked at him in shock.
"I'm not driving you away, I'm just asking you to go out and have some experience. The four of them have been back a long time ago, but after learning that the weapons you refined are extremely popular, they didn't bother you."
The old man looked at Zi Chen and said: "With your skills, you can completely make a living here, but I believe this is not the main purpose of your coming here. Go and go out with them to meet the blood, otherwise the long-term refining will Gradually your bloodiness is lost."
Zi Chen was already smart and quickly understood what the old man meant.
"Since you are already a master of weapon refining, you can't go out too shabby. I have put all the new clothes in your room."
After watching Zi Chen put down the hammer and leave, Old Man Wei couldn't help but sigh and said: "Zi Chen, old man, I really have no choice. In the past three months, you have consumed a drop of the Holy Source every two days. Ye, old man, what I have been secretly hiding for many years has bottomed out. Your strength is growing, but your ability has not been awakened for a long time. What is lacking should not be an increase in strength, but an instant stimulation."
Tang Pu and others had said before that Zi Chen's strength would increase very slowly if he worked all day long, but Zi Chen didn't feel that way. Instead, he felt that his strength increased very quickly.
In fact, he didn't know that in the gruel he drank every day, there was diluted Holy Source Liquid, one drop every two days on average. As time passed, Zi Chen's power grew too fast. One drop of Holy Source Liquid in two days was no longer enough to sustain Zi Chen's consumption. No more, Old Man Wei signaled Zi Chen to go out for training.
After Zi Chen had freshened up and put on a new black robe, when he stood in front of Xiang Xuan and the others, the four of them looked stunned, looking at the handsome young man in front of them in disbelief.
