Taoist master wants to ascend

"Iron is dead, are you also dead? The force must be even, and you must control the weight of the hammer!"

"Forging iron, forging it first! How can there be high-quality steel without hard work?!"

"You don't know how to clamp steel?! Carburizing, you forgot again!"

…

After the New Year, the forging room has become the busiest place, with a group of shirtless men hammering away in full swing amid the sound of clanking.

Zhang Ben inspected the forging room.

The old man was very annoyed. The basic skills of this new batch of helpers were too weak, and they couldn't even do the simplest blacksmithing.

"Where's Li Yuan?"

Picking up a small teapot and taking a sip, Zhang Ben glanced at the corner, where the sound of hammers was the loudest and loudest at this time in the past.

"When you came here, Junior Brother Li had just left!"

There was a blacksmith who was quenching the iron. He raised his head and replied.

"Going to private school again?"

Zhang Ben frowned and was about to leave when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something. He was stunned for a moment and then walked to the corner.

On the shelf on the stone table, there was a knife.

"Jasper knife?"

He stretched out his hand to pick up the long knife that was still on the handle, and lightly brushed the blade with his fingers. Zhang Bi couldn't help but squint his eyes, and there was a smile on his face:

"It already looks like a 'sharp weapon'. The only problem is that the material is not enough. Good boy, how can you make progress so fast?

It’s not in vain that the old man came forward to be this evil person and transferred Qin Xiong away..."

…

Not far from the inner courtyard is the private school of the blacksmith shop. Only the children of the shopkeepers and apprentices of the inner courtyard are allowed to enroll.

There is only one old boy in the private school, and he can only enlighten him and teach him how to read and write.

"The founding of the country has a dynasty of more than 1,400 years, great fortune, great fortune..."

Smelling the faint fragrance of peach blossoms, Li Yuan, who had been ironing for a day, was resting in clean single clothes on the lounge chair under the tree, reading a history book.

He rarely came to the private school in the inner courtyard, but he would come here every now and then, not to learn any scriptures, but to read some books.

This was the only time he could relax and unwind besides practicing martial arts and blacksmithing.

"This is a serious history book, but it's so lax?"

Although he has read it many times, Li Yuan can't help but sneer every time he sees the Taizu chapter on the founding of the country.

This record is truly outrageous.

"At the end of the previous dynasty, the world was in chaos, and all the heroes fought together for many years. In the 69th year of Taizu, all parties raised armies. In ten years, the world was peaceful, in ten years, the people were safe, and in ten years, the world was prosperous..."

Li Yuan was not interested in the flattery mentioned later, but those ten years of peace in the world really made his mouth twitch every time he saw it.

Pang Wenlong, the great ancestor of the Great Fortune, was born under the protection of the sun god and led eight hundred riders out of Mingpo. Every time there was a fierce battle, divine fire would fall from the sky.

"In the battle of Tianyou Pass and Dingding, the heroes Gaofei Qinghe and 300,000 elites attacked Taizu. On that day, divine fire fell from the sky like a waterfall and the tide, and 300,000 elites were wiped out in front of Tianyou Pass..."

The person who wrote this history book obviously had infinite admiration for Taizu. The previous chapter described the horror of the heroic Gao Feiqing.

He is a man of extraordinary talent. Since he started his army, he has fought ten battles and won hundreds of battles. He has won four of the five realms in the world. His generals are like clouds and his talents are abundant.

Known as three hundred thousand elites, all of whom are warriors, they were once called the strongest army in history.

"Three hundred thousand warriors were all wiped out by sky fire. This is not as reliable as the giant meteorite technique. After all, meteorites are more common. Sky fire is also like a waterfall?"

After closing the book and returning it to the master at the private school, Li Yuan returned to the small courtyard when it got slightly dark.

"Qin Xiong was sent to Fajiu Mountain?"

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, Li Yuan learned the news from Fatty Sun.

"Yesterday, the head shopkeeper returned to the shop and heard about this incident. He first went to see my brother-in-law, and then called Qin Xiong. He was told that he was scolded.

This is said to be a transfer to be in charge, but in fact it is a reassignment! "

Fatty Sun did not hide his gloating at all.

Before Li Yuan, Qin Xiong was the most talented person in the weapon forging shop in recent years. He had already cultivated his inner strength when he was only forty years old. When leader Zhao left next year, he would be the guard leader of the weapon forging shop.

When he saw him before, he had to be fawning. After all, his brother-in-law was more than thirty years older than Qin Xiong...

"Didn't I say that Shopkeeper Cao thinks highly of him?"

Li Yuan thought for a moment and knew that this must be to appease Tang Tong.

After all, Qin Xiong was just leading the way, and he was only targeting an apprentice like himself. Being transferred to a mountain to mine was considered a heavy punishment in everyone's eyes.

After that day, he also inquired and found out that Yu Zhen, the knife-catcher, had not only found him, but he had not revealed any of the people he had interacted with within a few days of Liu Sanshen's death.

"If anyone else dared to take advantage of me, they would be transferred away."

Fatty Sun was in a good mood, which could be seen from the food and wine on the table in the room.

Fine powder soup, pepper and vinegar pork, big steamed buns, and two pots of medicinal wine.

"It's all about internal strength. If the punishment is too severe, I'm afraid Shopkeeper Cao won't be able to part with it."

Moreover, Cao Yan was a forty-year-old internally powerful warrior in his prime. Cao Yan was willing to punish him severely, which was enough to silence everyone.

Li Yuan had no complaints.

He is a person who has a clear sense of grudges. He never talks about anything and naturally keeps a small notebook in his heart.

"Inner energy!"

Fatty Sun also sighed and slumped on the chair with a decadent look on his face: "I'm afraid that I will never achieve my inner strength in this life..."

You have washed away the stinky sweat from your body!

Li Yuan cursed in his heart, but he naturally had to be more polite when facing his creditors, not to mention the food and wine on the table.

"Come on, let's go!"

The two of them kept using chopsticks and drinking wine. Each of them drank a bottle of wine, and the food on the table was also wiped away. They ate two more big steamed buns before going back to their houses.

"This medicinal wine is no less powerful than the Blood Accumulating Pill!"

After closing the door, Li Yuan lowered his back and sat on his crotch. He stretched out his hand and found that the long-handled training hammer was already in his hand. He was used to holding the hammer while standing.

He closed his eyes slightly to transport the blood.

Blood energy comes from the human body. Normal apprentices, without the supplements of medicinal foods, can carry it at most three times a day. Any more will harm the body.

But with medicated diet, medicinal supplements, medicinal baths, and blood accumulation pills, combined with the changes in the first killing move of the Dou Dao Killing Hammer, Li Yuan can refine blood more than thirty times a day.

This is a gap of more than ten times!

"There is still a long way to go before you can reach the level of blacksmithing. One and a half months is about the same... A contented, contented, normal apprentice would have taken at least fifteen years to reach this point."

Squinting slightly, Li Yuan felt the weapon in his hand.

Ordinary people have no way to accurately judge their own progress, but he can.

With the blessing of the Dzogchen-level Hammer Technique for comparison, one can naturally make a clear judgment.

"The master gave me the treatment of a blacksmith. For an ordinary sword, I get one penny of silver. If it is a sharp-edged sword, I get one tael of silver..."

After carrying his blood energy to the limit for today, Li Yuan lay down with warmth all over his body. He didn't get up until dawn and continued to stand.

Practice hammering while standing, hammering, taking medicinal tonic baths, reading books...

Immersed in the feeling of learning martial arts and improving himself, Li Yuan didn't feel bored at all. He was very fulfilled every day, going back and forth between the front and backyard.

Cloak Hammer Technique, Inner Three Combinations, Killing Hammer's ultimate move in the art of fighting, Blacksmithing Technique...

In the boring day after day, Li Yuan could feel the changes in himself.

His blood energy continued to improve with enough medicine, and his physical strength also improved. Under his single clothes, the muscles that clung to his frame were smooth and lean.

Click!

Spring thunder explodes.

Li Yuan opened the window shirtless.

I saw dark clouds rolling in, electric snakes swimming away, and the spring rain, which came later than in previous years, approaching from far away, carrying the smell of vegetation and soil, and falling with crackling sounds.