I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 217 Chapter 221 Rigorous Style (2 More)
Mingxie took the post and opened it.

There was a burst of joy in his eyes, and he muttered silently in his heart, as if he was calling his lover's name, it was so gentle.

One catty of dark iron, five catties of water chestnut iron, ten catties of silver fine sand, and fist-sized black ice heavy iron. Every piece of iron ore is extremely precious, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary forces to save a piece .

They even prepared a lot of Qinhu Lake water for cooling. It can be said that they had inquired about it in advance, and they went up the mountain only when they were fully prepared.

Ming Xie handed the post to Ming Hu's hand, when the post left his hand, suddenly, there was a slight sadness in his heart.

I am old.

I no longer have the energy and physical strength to forge peerless weapons. On weekdays, I only forge weapons when my hands are itchy.

Minghu took a quick look, and his attitude immediately became much more eager.

For him as a craftsman, nothing is important, even his wife and children are secondary, so he has not married and had children so far, but the most important thing is to forge false holy soldiers, and even forge holy soldiers.

It's just that the hope is very slim.

There are many famous craftsmen in this world, but no famous craftsman has ever forged a holy weapon in the true sense.

The surviving holy soldiers are all handed down from ancient times.

Even the false holy soldiers that are born only come out once every 20 years on average, and the latest false holy soldier is Chaofeng Spear, which was made by Minghu.

The reason why there are few false saint soldiers is that in addition to the extremely high forging technology, the iron ore required to forge this weapon is also extremely precious and rare. Two reasons restrict the birth of top weapons.

"Go get my measuring instrument."

Minghu smiled at Li Ye, then turned his head and gave instructions to the servant outside the door.

Afterwards, he ignored the others and walked up to Li Ye.

"What kind of weapon do you plan to forge, do you use it yourself, or help others forge it?"

Li Ye said.

"For personal use, knife, this is the type of knife I am used to."

He handed the knife in Minghu's hand.

Minghu drew his knife out of its sheath, swiped it a few times in the air, picked, wiped, chopped, and chopped. He performed a series of knife skills, listened carefully, and observed the flow of the wind on the blade.

Then, he flicked the blade again, and the blade trembled and dinged, making a crisp sound.

But this sound was extremely harsh to Minghu's ears. As a craftsman, he hated such inexperienced people very much. The things they forged were not new and they didn't put enough effort into them.

"Crudely manufactured, thousands of forgings coldly made such a low-end weapon, it is really shameful, shameful."

In Minghu's heart, he has his own set of rating standards.

"sit down!"

Mingxie greeted the others.

"I like to use a long and narrow knife with a curvature, which is easy to cut." Minghu muttered, holding a thread to staple the book, and using a sharpened charcoal pencil to record on paper.

Not long after, several servants moved a series of things.

Someone is standing on it to weigh the ancient equipment, the bottom is like an iron box, a straight iron ruler for measuring height, and each instrument of the tape measure is used to test the data.

"That's it, in order for you to use the knife I forged better, I need to touch the bones for you to see the strength and toughness of the bones, the stretching of the muscles, how the tension is so you can't use true energy, let me observe the real Case."

Minghu closed the pages of the book, and handed the knife and thread to the servant following him.

"No problem." Li Ye said.

Subsequently, Minghu repeatedly conducted a series of inspections and records.

"Give him the knife."

He shook his head at the servant.

"Next, I will observe your habit of using a knife, and use your daily moves to fight with people."

Hearing this, Gao Qiu became energetic.

"Your Majesty the Seventeenth Prince of the Yu Dynasty, my little nephew has looked up to you for a long time, why not let him help you and fight with you, presumably his low-level strength should not be in your eyes.

But sparring is just for Brother Minghu to observe, you should agree! "

He said with a blunt smile, which almost made people sick.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

No one here will make this Gao Qiu have good intentions, but everyone doesn't quite understand his intentions.

Minghu definitely disagrees, in case of any accident, his forging this time will be ruined.

He couldn't help feeling dissatisfied.

"Yes." Li Ye agreed without hesitation.

Seeing this, Minghu couldn't refute anymore.

"It's not suitable for hands-on competition here, come with me."

After speaking, he walked out first.

Li Ye deliberately slowed down and walked side by side with Yingqian.

"The surname is Gao, who are they?"

It's funny, he didn't know the specific identities of Gao Qiu and the two, but he smelled malice from them. Judging from the surnames, he guessed that it was very likely that they were from the Gao family in the Tang Dynasty.

"Who else can be named Gao, the despicable and shameless Gao family in the Tang Dynasty, one is the adopted son of the Gao family, Gao Qiu, known as Qianmianhu, is a treacherous and cunning person, and the other is Gao Hongzhi, the nephew of Chunshen Jun, who robbed you Daughter-in-law."

Yingqian wasn't afraid at all, just scolded him in front of Gao Qiu.

Gao Li pretended not to hear, and reached out to stop Gao Hongzhi who wanted to refute.

martial arts field.

It does not seem to be maintained frequently, and occasionally stubborn grass emerges from the crevices of the rocks. One can tell at a glance that few people use this venue on weekdays.

Li Ye stood opposite Gao Hongzhi.

"Brother Li, be careful." Gao Hongzhi said, who was on the alert.

At this time, his mind remembered Gao Lian's previous teaching.

I can't reveal my killing intent immediately, relax, relax, I have to wait until he relaxes his vigilance before making a move.

Even before that, I want to reveal a cooperator, as long as he gets hit by my short-range poisonous needle, no matter how powerful his cultivation base is, he will also fall into my hands Gao Hongzhi laughed in his heart.

"I am good at using swords, here I come."

Gao Hongzhi drew out his sword and swung it in the air a few times as if he was proficient in it.

A ray of invisible energy erupted from him, enveloping Li Ye tightly in it.

But Li Ye was unmoved.

"I've made a move." Gao Hongzhi's wrist flicked, and the move was a unique move. The sword shadow danced, and in the light of the sword, there was the faint sound of the river passing eastward, three folded waves, and the sword move was very rigid.

"You are too weak."

Li Ye took a step forward and slashed out.

It's just that Gao Hongzhi couldn't stop Li Ye's tenth of his strength, even retreated ten steps, it can be said that he lost his face.

Gao Hongzhi didn't back down, he still attacked Li Ye, continuously using the sword moves he had practiced all his life.

Every time Jian Guang arrived in front of Li Ye, Li Ye unhurriedly drew out his saber, attacking at the same point, making Gao Hongzhi's hands tremble.

Standing on the sidelines, Minghu looked at Li Ye's figure from time to time, the posture of the knife, and the skill of holding the knife. Combined with his thousands of forging experiences, one inspiration after another burst out in his mind.

Charcoal strokes across the paper.

ps: The remaining three shifts are at night, around 10 o'clock.

(End of this chapter)