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"Xiao Jin, you, you want to go?"

The voice of the old blacksmith trembled slightly. Although Jin Jia was reticent, he was down-to-earth and hard-working, and he respected his teacher. He didn't have any bad habits in life. Let everyone trust.

Over the past few years, the old blacksmith has regarded Jin Jia as his closest relative, treating this apprentice like his own son, not only considering passing on the blacksmith shop to him, but also looking for some innocent girls for Jin Jia At home, his feelings for Jin Jia are master-student love and father-son love.

"Little Jin... how can you leave, master, my blacksmith shop is still counting on you to inherit it!"

Jin Jia turned around slowly and looked at the old blacksmith, not knowing what to say.

"Master, I..."

The old blacksmith's lips twitched, looking at the speechless Jin Jia, he still sighed.

"Hey... I know that you must have an extraordinary background. I know it. Ever since you learned to forge those swords and swords, and even forged some weapons that can be called magic weapons, as a teacher, I thought that one day you Will get out of here... just, just..."

The old blacksmith only visited a few times, eager to say something to save him.

"It's just that you're gone, what about Cuilan in the south of the city?"

Outside the blacksmith's shop, Zuo Wuji, who was pretending to be chatting with Li Feng, immediately turned his head and looked at Jin Jia curiously, and Jin Jia himself looked at the old blacksmith in a daze.

"Cui, Lan? Who is it?"

"It's a marriage that my master told you about. I was going to ask you for your opinion in a few days. Hey, it's a good family, and the girl's parents are also solid. It should, should be able to withstand your tossing..."

The voice of the old blacksmith's speech became quieter unconsciously, and Zuo Wuji outside subconsciously looked at Jin Jia's burly figure like a bear, and couldn't help but imagine what kind of stocky girl the old blacksmith was talking about.

"Master, I want to leave Kuinan, you, old man, take care!"

Jin Jia paused every word, and spoke firmly and sincerely. Although it may sound calm to ordinary people, to those who are familiar with Jin Jia, it is already full of emotion.

The old blacksmith wanted to speak a few times, but in the end he let out a long sigh and said to his astonishing strength, that his apprentice was definitely not something in the pool, after all, it was impossible for him to stay in this small blacksmith's shop. After several years of dreaming, he should wake up too.

"Clean up and get ready. Also, don't forget to bring your hammer. You have been famous for the past two years. There are many people who ask you to make weapons. Most of the money you earn is thrown into the hammer. , I have to bring..."

As he spoke, the old blacksmith quickly walked back to the inner hall of the blacksmith shop, and came out again after a while, holding a thick money bag in his hand and handing it to Jin Jia.

"This is a wish from my master, please accept it, it will come in handy, why don't you go into the house and tidy it up?"

Jin Jia looked back at Zuo Wuji and Li Feng, Zuo Wuji hurriedly said.

"Brother Jin, don't worry, we'll wait for you."

Jin Jia let out a "hmm", then entered the inner hall, behind it was a small yard, and beyond that were several houses, which were the living quarters of the old blacksmith and Jin Jia.

As soon as Jin Jia left, the old blacksmith walked up to Zuo Wuji, looked carefully at Zuo Wuji, and glanced at Li Feng.

"The young master of the Li family is here, where are you going? Are you going back to Dazhen?"

"Master, I'm from the rivers and lakes, so I naturally go to the rivers and lakes, and I don't necessarily have to go to Dazhen."

The old blacksmith was somewhat dissatisfied with Zuo Wuji, but he couldn't say anything.

"You speak Kui Nan dialect a lot more fluently. I know that you are very skilled in martial arts. You are in the same family as the rumored martial sage. Take care of Xiao Jin."

Zuo Wuji thought to himself, Mr. Ji's dharma protector will need my care? However, the external performance is of course more solemn, and he nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, Brother Jin will never be bullied, and you always let him bring a hammer. Maybe everyone in the world will rely on Brother Jin to make weapons in the future."

The old blacksmith glared at Zuo Wuji.

"I didn't say it was a hammer for blacksmithing."

Zuo Wuji was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Li Feng.

"That is……"

Zuo Wuji's words got stuck in his throat halfway through his words, and he and Li Feng stared blankly at the golden armor coming out of the inner hall. A huge black sledgehammer.

"The hammer I'm talking about refers to these two."

The two sledgehammers looked roughly round, but they were not round all over. Instead, they had edges and corners but were not sharp. The body and handle of the hammers were pitch black. Grabbing at the back, each one is as big as a big bamboo basket that a farmer sells vegetables, or as big as the arms of a man of Zuo Wuji's size.

Of course, in Jin Jia's hands, although the two sledgehammers were still exaggerated, they didn't give people a sense of incongruity, they just made people feel horrified.

Even if this thing is hollow, no one will want to be smashed.

"How heavy is this hammer?"

Li Feng stared blankly at the sledgehammer in Jin Jia's hand, asked a silly question, and the old blacksmith answered casually.

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"I don't know. Anyway, except for Xiao Jin, no one can pick up one, and three people can't carry it, let alone weigh it. Every time Xiao Jin gets any good material, he will forge it into the two sledgehammers, just like that. Smashed it in, and the two sledgehammers glowed red hot, as if they had been burned in a fire..."

The soldering iron will be swung in the air to make a hammering action, showing Li Feng and Zuo Wuji, seeing the pair of sledgehammers being taken out by Jin Jia in this way, the old blacksmith has given up his mind.

Jin Jia held the sledgehammer and carried a bag on his shoulder that was very small compared to him and the pair of sledgehammers. He walked slowly to the door of the blacksmith's shop step by step.

"Master, I packed it up."

"Clean up so quickly..."

Jin Jia nodded, and had already walked outside the blacksmith shop.

"Master, I'm leaving, you, take care!"

"Hey! If you are free in the future, remember to come and see me, Master!"

Jin Jia just looked at the old blacksmith, and didn't respond to this sentence. It's not that he didn't want to, but he didn't know if he could make a firm promise. He had to do what he said. He didn't know if he could do it, so he said no. come out.

"Hey, just remember Master!"

"Um!"

Jin Jia responded, looked at Zuo Wuji and Li Feng, Zuo Wuji cupped his fists and saluted the old blacksmith, Li Feng followed suit on horseback.

"Farewell! Brother Jin, let's go."

Under the reluctant eyes of the old blacksmith, Jin Jia and Zuo Wuji walked towards the distance together along the street. Jin Jia's pair of big black hammers were in his hands, which attracted the attention of pedestrians and vendors on the street. This kind of discussion faintly spread to the ears of the old blacksmith, Zuo Wuji and others.

"Oh, isn't that a goldsmith?" "Who said it wasn't?"

"These two sledgehammers look too scary..."

"Who said no..."

"If anyone is swung with a hammer, they are going to be beaten to a pulp, right?"

"Who said no!"

"Could it be hollow?" "Nonsense, it must be hollow, but even if it is hollow, it will weigh a hundred or so catties. It's no joke!"

"This goldsmith is really strong..."

...

After staying away from the blacksmith shop for a long time, Li Feng looked at Jin Jia walking beside him and thought for a while.

"Zuo Daxia, let's give Jin, Jinshen will get a good horse?"

Jin Jia turned his head to look at Li Feng, raised his right sledgehammer and said.

"No, there is no horse, it can be carried."

Zuo Wuji has always been very curious about this pair of sledgehammers, and he knows that the hammers are absolutely solid. He heard from the old blacksmith that more than one kind of metal was mixed, so he couldn't help asking.

"Brother Jin, is this pair of sledgehammers famous? How much does it weigh?"

Jin Jia was silent for a while, and then answered.

"Mixed gold hammer, a single hammer weighs three thousand catties, and a double hammer weighs more than six thousand catties. If you don't change the hammer body and continue to mix in, gold and iron things will become more and more difficult. I will discuss it with He Tongzi next time..."

The name is simple and rude, which also shows that the origin of this pair of sledgehammers is the result of forging gold armor mixed with various gold and iron objects. He doesn't know much about Ji Yuan's "Miaohua Tianshu", but the little paper crane reads more , after studying the two, it is enough to build it according to one point. As for the weight, it is even more terrifying, and it does not sound like the end point.

Zuo Wuji resolutely shut up, but a faint fighting spirit ignited in his heart, he really wanted to learn from Jin Jia, he felt that his martial arts had returned to the stage of rapid improvement, no matter his physique or martial arts, he seemed to take off compared to before.

Perhaps apart from powerful monsters, it is very difficult for Zuo Wuji to find a suitable competitor. Even his four masters may not be qualified. They can only compete in skills and moves, but they can't let go.

Now Jin Jia follows Zuo Wuji, letting him know that sooner or later he will have the opportunity to compete with Jin Jia, and maybe he can practice with Jin Jia more, and he has deep expectations for this.

But Li Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva looking at the golden armor holding the pair of big black hammers with ease, and stopped talking about matching the golden armor with a mount.

"Who is Crane Boy?"

"It's Crane Boy."

"oh……"

In the corner of the backyard of the blacksmith shop on the other side, the old blacksmith stared blankly at the two large pits with cracked stone slabs, feeling empty in his heart.

...

It's just that compared to the sadness in Kui Nan's tranquility, at some level, Zhu Yan's complete loss of news has already caused an uproar.