technical type

When Ji Mo heard that his master’s surname was Kong, Ji Mo almost couldn’t control his expression, so he asked directly, “Why isn’t your surname Ji?” Fortunately, he was still a little bean, so short that he could only cling to other people’s thighs, so it was not easy. He looked down at him to see what his expression was like.

When raising his face, Ji Mo already showed a silly and sweet smile: "Ah, Master Kong, your arms are so thick!"

To be honest, this character is not beautiful.

Master Kong has a short stature, Ji Mo estimated with his eyes, there are probably two of them as tall as himself, maybe less than 1.6 meters?The two arms are really thick, the so-called "hands above the knees" is probably like this, and the waist is also thick. He is wearing a suit with leather armor on the waist. The shape of the leather armor is very similar to that widened The thickened waist guard looks mighty.

The leather boots on both feet stuffed the trouser legs in and tied them tightly with a rope. You can see the shape of the muscles under the cotton cloth. The thick beard is wanton, which seems to be a little bit violent, like an embroidered figure. , the difference is that the eyes are definitely not as big as the copper bells, and there is less glaring momentum, coupled with a simple smile, it looks weird.

Not beautiful, and has an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Of course, it may also be preconceived by oneself.

Ji Mo calculated the people he had met in his life, from Aunt Ji to the two maidservants who were stronger than men, to Master Kong in front of him, Mr. Zhao with a goatee was actually the prettiest, is this reasonable?If everyone I see in the future is like this, I am afraid that it is not my own aesthetic problem, but the world.

In other words, his current face shouldn't be so aesthetically pleasing, right?

He touched his little face with lingering fear, and Ji Mo, who saw Master Kong, seemed to see his future appearance.

"Haha, only when you are rough can you have strength!"

Master Kong is easy to talk, he laughed, he didn't mean to be angry at being criticized, he turned his head and carried Ji Mo to the sword casting room, there was a fire in it, but it was just an ordinary fire, although because of the small size of the room, it was difficult to smoke. The heat that came out could not be completely dissipated, but it still didn't feel much scorching heat.

At first glance, the earthen stove is no different from the stove in the kitchen. The tall one on the side...the stove, it should be called the stove, is as tall as a person, and the fixed ladder leads obliquely to the top. At this height, even The opening on the top doesn't feel that big, but it's okay to throw someone in.

Ji Mo has never seen this kind of stove before, and his first feeling is that this is probably what is needed for casting swords?

Thinking about it, the technical content of sword casting seems to be higher.

"This is the shaft furnace."

Master Kong did not go to light the fire in the shaft furnace, but introduced to Ji Mo the most important shaft furnace in the room of the sword casting room, which can also be called a blast furnace.

"Forging swords is different from forging iron. The molten iron needed is better and more refined, which requires a shaft furnace..."

Master Kong is a swordsmith. He proudly said that his identity as a swordsmith is so powerful that he is completely different from ordinary blacksmiths. At the waist, in the hands of the generals who fought on the battlefield, there is a sword that counts as one. I dare not say that it will last forever, but it is also a well-deserved famous sword.

It is definitely not the kind of weapon that has no name and is thrown away on the battlefield so that no one cares about it.

This fundamental difference makes each of his swords have a good name, at least the one he thinks is a good name. However, most of these names are not chosen by him, but by the owner of the sword. , and then engraved on the hilt by people.

The position of the lettering is not absolute, some will be on the gauntlet, some will be on the spine of the sword, generally speaking, most of them will be on the hilt.

Master Kong is also a master with no rules. When he talked about it, he changed the function of each part of the sword casting room to the name of each part of the sword. After talking for a while, he also tested Ji Mo from time to time.

This really needs to be memorized carefully. Ji Mo listened to the sword head, sword eye, sword stem, sword grid, sword jaw, sword spine, sword follower, sword blade, sword front, and hilt, sword body, sword range, etc. Yes, I just want to quickly find a piece of paper to write down, to test the temporary memory or something, without the pen and paper, I will be a little bit blind.

Seeing that Ji Mo was sweating in a hurry, Master Kong laughed instead: "Don't worry, just listen to it first, it's not easy to learn, listen to it first, I have an impression, see you tomorrow If you correspond one by one, you will know what's going on, and you still have to get started to remember quickly, your little arm..."

As Master Kong said, he pinched his shoulder, close to his upper arm, making Ji Mo grin his teeth, it hurts, it hurts!

"...Look, I still can't use my strength. I'll give you a sword, I'm afraid you will hurt your hand. The sword is the master of all soldiers and the head of the weapon."

As Master Kong said, there seemed to be a sense of arrogance in his abdominal cavity, and he raised his head and chanted: "The Lord lives and dies, despises princes, cuts across thousands of troops, cuts the five mountains sideways, pierces directly into the sky without looking back, and kills with a loud voice. Thousands of miles and thousands of cities, thousands of cities and thousands of miles, the murderous aura spreads across the world to shock, and the murderous aura dominates the world..."

He sings generously, with a heroic voice, without music accompaniment, but he seems to have his own gold and iron horses, which is shocking for a while, and that kind of spirit seems to be that he can hide in the sword, so that the sword forged in his hand also adds some heroic spirit .

"Do you know how many grades this sword has?"

The singing subsided, but the breath didn't let go. Master Kong stroked some short beards hanging down to his chin. The bristly beards were not so submissive. As soon as the hands were removed, they immediately raised their edges again, showing some arrogant edges and corners. .

Know, know, third class, the so-called sword of common people, sword of princes, sword of emperor!

Ji Mo's expression moved slightly, and he really wanted to answer quickly, and he finished answering in his heart. After years of edification in film and television dramas, he finally didn't let him forget this point. It would be beyond his power to extend it for a while, but this kind of thinking of knowing a thing or two is in the end. It still made his eyes more lively, and he became interested in it.

"Master, tell me!"

Obviously, the third class is not the category of knowledge that he should know, this kind of knowing something but can't say it makes Ji Mo feel like a cat is scratching his heart, and his tone is a little urgent.

Master Kong smiled. At this time, his breath calmed down again, and he pointed with empty fingers: "This sword is divided into three classes——"

Oh, right!

Ji Mo's eyes became brighter, his anticipation deepened, and he had already started dubbing in his heart, and it was time to say "Sword of Common People, Sword of Princes, Sword of Heaven" later on!

"—Wang Jian, Wen Jian, Wu Jian—"

Well?Wait, what horse? !

Ji Mo couldn't believe his ears. It wasn't that the number of words was wrong, but the content was wrong. His eyes were filled with question marks, and he asked directly, "What does this mean?"

"Wang Jian, that is, Wang Hou's sword, is heavy and sharp, light and thin, swift as the wind, and cuts silk and hair." Master Kong continued to explain, and Ji Mo hurriedly calmed down and listened carefully. It was completely different from what he knew. , a little loss is pressed in my heart, it is a different world after all, and it is not completely unacceptable.

"Wenjian, that is, the sword of civil servants, is heavy in shape but single sharp. The sword of a gentleman does not seek to kill, but to pass on benevolence. There must be one side that is not sharpened. The edge of the sword must also be round and sharp, rather blunt."

This statement is not incomprehensible, but it reduces a part of the lethality.

Ji Mo quickly made a translation in his mind, and nodded thoughtfully. Seeing him nodding, Master Kong smiled. What can such a little Douding understand?

Even though he thought so, he, the master, continued to talk.

"Wu Jian, that is to say, the general's sword, the killing intent is the first, especially the front, how generous, heavy and broken, the front cuts the horse, the owl heads the enemy chief, assassinates the king and kills the driver..."

This one is a little cruel!

The picture following a few words is quite coherent, and Ji Mo doesn't know if he should feel that his association power is rich, but why the imagined general's face will be Master Kong, hey hey hey, what a fierce one Zhang Fei's beard grew in the wrong place!

After talking about the "Three Classes of the Sword", Master Kong didn't talk about other key points, probably because he was afraid that Ji Mo's little head would not be able to remember, so he stroked the back of his head and let him leave with the maid.

The maid was one of the two thick maids who served Aunt Ji. Since Ji Mo wanted to go out to study, and went back and forth, one of the two maids would be separated to stay by his side.

It made Ji Mo feel that everything he did was under the noses of others. In fact, he was quite uncomfortable, but he had been uncomfortable for four or five years, and he gradually got used to it.

Back in the Buddhist hall, Aunt Ji was still chanting sutras, and after turning the rosary in her hand half a circle, she turned her head and asked Ji Mo how he was learning.

Probably all parents would ask this question. Ji Mo thought of his parents in his previous life, and his prepared smile seemed a bit perfunctory. Aunt Ji noticed it: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy? Did Master not speak well?"

"Okay, great." Ji Mo regained his energy and said, "That's great, I just realized that I didn't invent the sword, but I already had it..."

At this point, I feel infinite emotion, as if regretting that I was born late and let others take the lead.

Aunt Ji couldn't help laughing, and patted his head with a smile: "Then, do you still want to learn how to forge a sword?"

"Learn! I want to learn, and I want to learn the best. I want to make the sword of the Son of Heaven that is invincible in the world. I want to fight against the floating clouds and go down to the Jedi era!"

Swinging the sword to split the sky and break the floating clouds, conquering the world and sweeping the heaven and earth, that is the bearing of Tianzijian, the bearing that makes people feel far away.

As Ji Mo spoke, he made a movement of swinging his sword. He completely forgot that he was still sitting on the seat, and there was a teacup by his hand. Around the slightly wider cuffs, the teacup fell over, and with a clang, he made a music for himself.

A little annoyed, he withdrew his sleeves, and Ji Mo complained in a low voice: "I will wear clothes with small cuffs from now on, it will be more convenient. I think Master Kong wears that."

While talking, he thought of the system screen and glanced at it. The apprenticeship has not yet been successful, but the professional knowledge has increased. It can be seen that it is not too important whether the egg or the chicken comes first!