Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Blacksmithing requires not only skill, but also patience.

Hong Yuan went into battle shirtless, and hit the anvil with a sledgehammer.

The sledgehammer hits the small hammer point.

Knock a little, one muddy and one clear, and the sound has integrity.

Senior brother Zhu Wushang squatted in front of the bellows and pushed hard.

Whew, burn the fire extremely vigorously.

The red-hot coals flickered under the wind, as if they were about to turn into water.

Beside the anvil was a large wooden bucket filled with cold water. Every time the iron is struck several times, the iron must be cooled in water with pliers, which is called quenching in the jargon.

Forging a piece of iron is not an easy task. It takes at least one day, and at most it can take half a year.

But with the help of the strange energy of true essence, it usually only takes a day and a half.

Bang, bang.

The hard-to-shape red copper iron was manipulated by Hong Yuan, playing with the edges and corners.

Just when the red copper iron was about to be smashed out of the blade, senior brother Zhu Wushang wanted to remind Hong Yuan.

Because the step of smashing the red copper and iron is very critical, no less critical than the final step of sinking water.

This step of going forward is enough to distinguish whether a blacksmith is a first-tier foundry master or a second-tier foundry master.

As for what I said before, let Ah Yuan complete it independently... Hehe, Ah Yuan is his good junior!

"A Yuan..."

Before Zhu Wushang could finish his sentence, Hong Yuan suddenly used his true energy to knock on the red copper and iron protrusions.

There was a muffled bang.

The tip of the red copper iron showed a slight edge, and Hong Yuan perfectly performed the skill of a second-level foundry master.

"Nothing, you continue."

Seeing Hong Yuan's suspicious gaze, Zhu Wushang immediately asked Hong Yuan to continue working.

But when Hong Yuan continued to work hard, Zhu Wushang picked up a big teacup on the bench beside him.

Gollum, gollum.

Zhu Wushang drank water like a cow, he was shocked by Hong Yuan, a junior.

Because this step of taking the lead has blocked countless first-order foundry masters.

Even if it is a second-tier foundry master, it is not always possible to hit the edge smoothly.

"Ah Yuan, you are more amazing than I imagined~" Zhu Wu said sadly.

He looked at Hong Yuan with a look of relief.

Looking at Hong Yuan, Zhu Wushang felt a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

He lived up to Master's trust and laid a solid foundation for the two juniors!

Jialiu workshop room is very big, very big.

You can feel the heat wave as you walk through the door.

And Hong Yuan was sweating profusely in the shady area of ​​the Jialiu workshop. It was like real rain. The sweat on his body was splashing endlessly. When he smashed the red copper and iron with a sledgehammer, sparks would appear.

Smooth, too smooth.

Hong Yuan's movements were very smooth, so smooth that all the blacksmiths in Jialiu workshop couldn't help but look at him more.

Ordinary stove.

Several official disciples whispered while drinking tea to relieve the heat.

"Hong Yuan's progress is too fast. It's beyond my imagination. In just two months, he has broken through from a first-level foundry master to a second-level foundry master?"

"Hey, how could he be Elder Lin's disciple? This talent is really too strong."

"If it wasn't for Zhu Gong being his senior brother, he would be able to provide him with almost unlimited materials. No matter how talented he is, it is impossible for him to improve so fast. How could he have a chance to become a second-tier foundry master?"

"You are wrong. Hong Yuan is Zhu Gong's younger brother, so Zhao Gonghe is also Zhu Gong's younger brother. According to my understanding, Zhao Gonghe's level of foundry is not as strong as that of Ah Hong, who came at the same time as him."

People in the field communicated in low voices, compared Hong Yuan with Zhao Gonghe, and laughed lightly from time to time.

Zhao Gonghe felt the chuckles and regretful sighs secretly coming from around him, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

He couldn't help clenching his fists, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Usually these guys dare to treat him like this, and only when Hong Yuan is present, these guys would dare to offend him.

Lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharp knife.

"Ah Yuan, Ah Yuan..."

After a few silent recitations, Zhao Gonghe regained his morale.

Zhao Gonghe glanced coldly at those official disciples, and they were so shocked that they fell silent, and immediately left the tea drinking place and returned to their own places.

Zhao Gonghe felt a little comfortable when there was no buzzing of flies.

Zhao Gonghe stared at Hong Yuan with scorching eyes, hoping that Hong Yuan would fail.

But at this moment, Hong Yuan is full of fighting spirit.

Because Hong Yuan understood that what he struck was not only a second-level weapon, but also a primordial stone, and it was also a reward from his master!

A first-level foundry master can usually get more than one hundred yuan stones, but a second-level foundry master has to pay three or four times. At least the monthly salary is five hundred yuan stones, right? Maybe more!

This is not what Hong Yuan is looking forward to the most, he is very eager to know what kind of reward the generous master will give him.

The last time was the Feng Yu Ling of the fifth-level kung fu, so this time it won't lose more, right?

Bang bang, bang bang!

Hong Yuan struck the red copper and iron vigorously.

...

In the afternoon, it took more than two hours.

Hong Yuan spent a lot of effort to forge a rough sample of a second-order saber.

It is very rough, and the opening is also potholed.

But Zhu Wushang was very happy.

Because the rest of the process only needs water grinding.

In other words, Hong Yuan thoroughly proved to Zhu Wushang that he had really stepped into the realm of a second-tier foundry master!

In the area of ​​the first-level foundry masters, Lin Qi, Qian San, and Wang Dali, three first-level foundry masters, looked at Hong Yuan dully, looking at the red copper iron that was still red.

"Hiss~ The second-order saber!?" Lynch gasped.

"How can there be such a person? This person is too exaggerated." Qian Sankuang blinked his little eyes, afraid that he might be wrong.

"It would be great if my sister wasn't married yet." Wang Dali stroked his chin thinking.

Zhu Wushang was also amazed by Hong Yuan's talent.

This terrifying talent can't help but remind Zhu Wushang of his senior brother who is equally talented.

The difference is that the elder brother is full of spirit and dares to be the first.

But Ah Yuan was overly cautious, so cautious that it made people laugh and cry.

Looking at Hong Yuan, Zhu Wushang fell into the memory of his elder brother.

The elder brother is named Xie Tianyang, and he is the orphan of his master's life-and-death friend. He was brought by his side since he was a child, and he is regarded as his own, and he is fully cultivated.

But whatever the senior brother wants, the master will double it.

That's why the senior brother's martial arts journey went smoothly, and he even became one of the nine true disciples of Fengxi!

The Fengxi Sect is the overlord sect that occupies a whole state, and there are hundreds of true disciples in the sect, and the true disciples of Fengxi are the nine strongest disciples among all the contemporary disciples!

Perhaps it was because his practice was too smooth and he didn't encounter any difficulties, which made the senior brother develop the aura of being the only one, and relying on force to break out of the road when there is no way out.

Not long after Changsheng Taoist's Tianxin imprint completely dissipated, the eldest brother refused to listen to his master's persuasion, and insisted on breaking through the realm of martial saints in advance, just to compete for the only great emperor to become enlightened.

It's a pity that senior brother failed to ascend to the immortal aperture.

Originally under the care of the master, the senior brother could still continue to survive, but the senior senior brother did not believe in evil and insisted on man's determination to overcome the sky.

But he failed again.

Eldest brother was reduced to ashes in the catastrophe and dissipated with the wind.

Master Tuliu and several junior disciples lamented...

"Ai~" Zhu Wushang suddenly sighed softly, because he thought of the last senior brother's incomparable nostalgia for his master.

"Ah Yuan, put down your work and come with me." Zhu Wushang said softly.

Zhu Wushang took Hong Yuan to the small room to talk, leaving behind everyone with different expressions.

Hong Yuan, is it a success?