Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 5 The Theory of Artifacts

It seemed that Tang Hao became interested when talking about his work.

He pulled up an old chair, sat down directly in front of the piece of pig iron, and said lazily: "Xiaosan, tell me, what kind of blacksmith is the best?"

Hearing his unfortunate name, Xiao Yan frowned and took the opportunity to think.

Primary three? How about primary four?

After fuming in his heart, Xiao Yan also thought about what Tang Hao said.

It's rare for this old dog Tang Hao to be serious.

And in order to get this iron spirit, you have to deal with old dog Tang Hao.

"It should be the blacksmith who made the artifact, right?"

He once heard people in the village say that there are artifacts in this world.

Since they have reached the level of artifacts, they must be very good things.

A trace of mockery flashed through Tang Hao's dim eyes: "Sacred weapon? Xiaosan, you also know about the sacred weapon? Then tell me, what is the sacred weapon made of?"

"What else can a divine weapon be made of? Of course it is made of god-level materials."

Tang Hao stretched out an index finger and shook it in front of Xiao Yan, "If you want to be a qualified blacksmith, remember my words and use the best materials to create artifacts. You are not the best blacksmith, at most you are just a synthesizer.

Only a master craftsman can make a divine weapon out of ordinary iron."

If it weren't for his amazing charisma, Xiao Yan could not help but laugh at this moment.

This old dog Tang Hao must have drank too much and his brain has gone crazy.

Fan Tie creates artifacts?

Isn't this a brain disease?

According to Tang Hao's old dog's meaning, in other words, if a person wants to succeed, he must rise from an ordinary civilian step by step.

If you are reincarnated as a rich second generation, it is best to commit suicide directly and be reincarnated again.

Because no matter how outstanding the second generation of rich people are, their entire life will be a failure.

You don't use the best materials, but use ordinary iron instead, and you still want to build a magical weapon?

Gan Jiang, Mo Xie, Ou Yezi and other famous casting masters did not dare to think so.

Seeing Xiao Yan's silence, Tang Hao raised his finger and pointed at a large square iron block of about fifty kilograms on the other side of the room: "If you want to become a blacksmith, learn forging from me. Then you can use a hammer to forge it first.

Only then do you have this qualification."

Xiao Yan raised his head and looked in the direction of Tang Hao's finger, and found that it was an ordinary piece of iron. It contained many impurities, and its quality was many times worse than that piece of iron.

"Now, you can change your mind." Tang Hao said lightly, already preparing to go back to the inner room and continue sleeping.

Xiao Yan hesitated.

Hammering 10,000 times would be a huge difficulty for an average child. It would be almost impossible to complete within three to five months.

But for him, it was easy and didn't even take a day.

It seems a little uneconomical to waste time just for such a piece of junk metal.

However, just now he told Old Dog Tang Hao that he wanted to become a blacksmith, and now he is backing down, but it does not fit his character as a "good son".

After thinking carefully, Xiao Yan said with a firm voice: "Dad, I am willing."

Tang Hao looked at Xiao Yan with some surprise: "Okay."

With that said, Tang Hao walked to the big iron block, picked it up directly, turned around and put it on the stove nearby.

As long as the charcoal fire is lit, it can be forged.

After doing this, Tang Hao went directly to the inner room to sleep.

Today, he has wasted too much sleeping time.

After Tang Hao walked into the inner room, Xiao Yan walked to the iron block and tried to move it.

With the blessing of internal strength, it is not difficult for Xiao Yan to lift this big iron block.

However, Xiao Yan did not move it directly.

After appraising the weight of the iron block, Xiao Yan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

This piece of iron weighed at least over a hundred kilograms, but Tang Hao, a long-term alcoholic, did it effortlessly.

If you were an ordinary person, let alone moving iron blocks, it would be hard to say whether you could live a good life.

Xiao Yan was even more certain that Tang Hao must be a powerful soul master.

Xiao Yan folded his hands in front of his chest and thought for a moment, then lit the charcoal fire and pulled the bellows.

Looking at Tang Hao's huge hammer not far away, it was almost impossible for an ordinary child to pick it up, let alone swing it to strike iron.

If he uses it, it will definitely tell Tang Hao that he is very powerful, which is not a good thing.

However, according to Tang Hao's performance, he is not an alcoholic and useless alcoholic, but a powerful soul master who hides deeply.

Maybe he had already noticed what he was practicing outside the Holy Soul Village.

Xiao Yan was already prepared for Tang Hao to know some of his secrets when he said he wanted to take a cup of iron essence, but now his path has become dark.

Tang Hao has already noticed something anyway, so he is not afraid that he will notice something again.

It seems that Tang Hao has no intention of killing him yet. I wonder if he is keeping it and putting it to some great use in the future?

After burning the big piece of iron red, Xiao Yan stood up and walked to Tang Hao's usual hammer. He raised his hand and grasped the thick hammer handle. He activated his internal force and tried to lift it, but he did not lift it.

Mention it directly.

"It's so light... If you swing this hammer with all your strength, you can swing it ten thousand times in less than a day."

"Although I have decided to expose something, if I really finish it in one day, I am afraid that it will not surprise that old dog Tang Hao, but will directly make him regard me as a monster."

Thinking of this section, Xiao Yan withdrew his body's internal force and just used the power of his body to hold the handle of the hammer and swing it vigorously.

He has practiced Xuantian body-building exercises since he was a child, and his body has been nourished by internal forces and various medicinal materials.

Although he is still young now, his strength is not inferior to that of several adults.

It is strange to say that in the world of Tang Sect, medicinal materials should be cherished very much, but in this world called Douluo Continent, many medicinal materials seem to be available everywhere in the wild.

It seems that this world does not have a deep understanding of medicinal materials, or that there are many high-end medicinal materials in this world, and the good medicinal materials in his eyes are just ordinary goods in the eyes of others.

Which is the answer to the question? Xiao Yan doesn't know, but this does not prevent him from obtaining tangible benefits.

The hammer swung up and hit the big iron block hard, with a clang and a dull sound that echoed in the room.

Rubbing his ears, Xiao Yan smiled to himself. Tang Hao, an old dog, was really good at pretending. He didn't believe that he could still sleep under such noise!

In the back room, Tang Hao, who was lying on the bed, turned over. Although he had his eyes closed, his face still looked a little surprised, and he murmured, "You can actually hold a hammer. Are you born with supernatural powers?"

(End of chapter)