Taoist master wants to ascend

In mid-August, the weather is getting cold.

The forging room was in full swing. The bellows were blowing, the fire was rolling, and the sound of forging was continuous.

Li Yuan seemed unable to hear the sound of hammers coming and going, as he was immersed in the continuous forging process.

The forging technique is far more complicated than the White Ape Cloak Hammer. Each type of weapon has different forging techniques, and even though they are swords, there are many differences.

The forging technique of Qiu Shui Sword is not complicated among swords. Most blacksmiths often choose this sword when they choose to forge their first top-quality sharp blade.

when!

when!

The forging hammer flew up and down, hammering the red-hot iron densely and evenly. The force of each hammer was just right, no more, no less.

Sparks were flying everywhere, Li Yuan concentrated on experiencing it.

With the blessing of hammer talents, he seemed to have truly become a genius.

When the forging hammer rises and falls, he can even feel whether the force on the iron material under the hammer is uniform, where there are more impurities, and the degree of fire...

This is a huge increase in blacksmithing skills, which is self-evident.

The folding and forging process that normally takes ten days was completed in just five days.

Li Yuan had already memorized the process of forging. With the blessing of Perfect Level Hammer Technique and Hammer Talent, he had almost touched the threshold of Perfect Level Blacksmithing Technique.

The only difference is the timing of quenching and the water temperature.

The best sharp blade quenching has strict requirements on the temperature of the iron material and the temperature of the quenching water. If the temperature is half a degree, the effect will be completely different.

As the fire burned, the shaped iron sword gradually turned red. Li Yuan felt it carefully. At a certain moment, he suddenly backhand and plunged straight into the cold pool water.

Tsk~

Thick smoke and water vapor rose together.

Zhang Ben had put down the forging hammer at some point. He was quite nervous at the moment and kept reminding him:

After taking out the iron sword and putting it into the forging furnace, the four apprentices pulling the bellows breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down their movements.

When the iron sword gradually glowed red, Li Yuan sprayed water on the sword, and water droplets streaked across it and jumped up.

Zhang Bi also breathed a sigh of relief.

If the best quality was beaten into top quality, he would lose hundreds of taels of iron money, so he couldn't help but be nervous.

Putting the sword back on the forging bench, Li Yuan resumed forging, missing the thermometer in his heart.

As long as there is such a one, the problem of quenching water temperature can be completely solved, and you will not be so nervous just because of the difference of half a degree.

Zhang Bi was relieved and turned back to his forging platform.

Although he has been promoted to the third shopkeeper, he has taken over the Yuan family's top-notch hammer before, and now he is the only one who can fight it, so naturally he can't let go.

Li Yuan took a look.

Zhang Bi's forging platform is quite large. There are six apprentices outside the furnace who are constantly pulling the bellows. The flames are rising and the temperature is extremely high.

The forging of the best sharp blade, for

The temperature requirements are extremely high. The two of them burn fire wood in the furnace. When it is completely burned, it can erupt to a high temperature far exceeding that of the furnace.

But what he paid attention to was naturally the sledgehammer that was gradually taking shape in Zhang Ben's hand.

Long handle, giant hammer.

Li Yuan was very moved.

A third-order heavy hammer created by the blacksmith of Dzogchen!

After a few glances, Li Yuan calmed down and prepared for the second forging before quenching.

A third shopkeeper and a half shopkeeper who had personally promised to enjoy the treatment of shopkeepers were all working hard.

Hearing the continuous sound of hammers, the other blacksmiths in the forge did not dare to stop. They all gritted their teeth and worked hard. By the time they got to work, they were all sweating profusely and their arms were sore.

After completing the second quenching in one day, Li Yuan wiped away his sweat and was ready to get off work, while Zhang Bi was still forging.

An old man in his late seventies, with a bare upper body full of muscles, hummed and hammered.

Li Yuan sealed the fire and watched from the sidelines, comparing the gap between himself and Zhang Bi, thinking and learning.

When Zhang Ben stopped, he was also out of breath. His skills became more and more skilled, but the decline of Qi and blood inevitably affected his skills.

In the early years, he didn't need to expend so much energy and effort to hit such a hammer.

Li Yuan was a little worried.

When it comes to hammering skills, he is already as good as Zhang Bi, but in terms of immersion in blacksmithing and forging, he cannot compare with this master who has been blacksmithing for decades.

After taking the water brought by Li Yuan and scrubbing his upper body, Zhang Bi glanced at his disciple:

He didn't like Cao Yan's actions, but he was also afraid that Li Yuan had resentment in his heart, so he would enlighten him from time to time.

What could his master, Li Yuan, do, he could only nod in agreement.

Zhang Bi was still talking:

Li Yuan kept saying, 'Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.' His attitude was very sincere.

Zhang Bi didn't know that he was perfunctory, but felt tired:

Shaking his head, Lao Zhangtou went back to the house without waiting for Li Yuan to respond.

Shaking his head inwardly, Li Yuan tidied up and locked the door of the forging room.

…

While it was still dark, Li Yuan went to buy some cooked meat and two fish, and quickly returned to his second brother's house in Chai Yu Fang.

These days, Sun Hao comes back every now and then, and Li Yuan sometimes eats out, and most of the time he eats at his second brother's house.

It's not that he wants to save trouble, but he's afraid that Li Lin won't be able to buy good food.

For more than half a year, he would stuff some money from time to time, but Li Lin didn't understand it at all and saved it all. He was really determined to get him a wife.

Just

Entering the courtyard, Li Lin's nagging followed him.

Li Yuan lowered his head and scraped the fish scales.

In the past six months, especially the last two months, I don’t know how many matchmakers have come to my door. It was a bit novel at first, but then it became tiresome.

Who is a good person who sees a matchmaker every day?

Wang Juan couldn't help it anymore. She held one hand on her waist and the other on the door. Her voice was still very high-pitched:

Li Lin was startled by the voice and rushed to cover his wife's mouth, but was frightened by Wang Juan's glare.

She has to be a sister-in-law!

Li Yuan shouted in his heart.

His second brother is good at everything, but he is always talkative. He can talk about the same thing over and over again for three to five months. He really can't stand it.

Li Lin really didn't dare to make his wife angry, so he carefully helped her into the house, and then came out to help Li Yuan shave the fish scales:

Li Yuan frowned:

Li Lin shook his head.

Li Yuan stood up and went to the kitchen to stew the fish. His face suddenly darkened. This Cao Yan was reluctant to give him gold, but he was very quick with his moves outside the plate.

…

Returning to the small courtyard, Li Yuan threw a few pieces of meat to the little mouse that was waiting for food, and then flipped through some books sent by Mrs. Wang.

These books were all borrowed by him from other counties. They contain many records about the worship of gods and the methods of worshiping gods.

…

The God-Worship Cult, once the state religion of Universiade, declined overnight seven hundred years ago. Although it was not classified as a cult, it was also suppressed by the imperial court and major sects.

Up to now, ordinary people no longer know the existence of the method of worshiping gods.

Under the light, Li Yuan flipped through the pages, summarizing and analyzing in his mind:

Li Yuan was thinking while flipping through the books.

In the past few months, he never learned any method of worshiping gods. Instead, he asked Master Wang to borrow many books about worshiping gods for him.

Unfortunately, little was gained.

What is certain is that only the god-worshipping religion still exists, and it has split into two factions. One faction follows the original teachings and regards itself as a god.

The other group 'invites evil spirits into the body'.

Li Yuan continued to read, and soon he found records, or in other words, rumors, about "inviting gods into the body."

…

Closing the book, Li Yuan guessed:

The more he understands, the more interested he becomes in the method of worshiping gods.

This martial art is the only magical skill recorded to have the effect of prolonging life.

According to legend, Pang Wenlong, the great ancestor of Universiade, lived for more than four hundred years because of this martial arts.

This can be confirmed by the temples all over the world.

These days, people are rarely in their seventies, and Li Yuan feels tempted by the temptation of more than four hundred years.

Taking a deep breath and restraining his impulse, Li Yuan put away the wooden cards and prepared to play a few sets of pile skills before going to bed. Suddenly, he frowned.

I heard the sound of wind falling to the ground outside the courtyard.

Li Yuan tightened his grip on the hammer handle.

In the courtyard, Feng Gang stood holding his sword and seemed to be in a good mood:

Li Yuan's heart felt slightly cold.

He was already certain that the person outside was related to Cao Yan. Only Zhang Bi and Cao Yan might know about his second tempering.

There was a voice outside the door.

Not a cult?

Li Yuan's fingers stretched and clenched, ready to strike at any moment.

In the courtyard, Feng Gang smiled slightly:

As the words drifted, Li Yuan pushed the door open and a black shadow climbed up the roof and disappeared without a trace, but this time, he saw the light of the weapon.

Li Yuan felt a little enlightened.

Qiu Long, Yu Zhen, Cao Yan, and all the big and small things in Gaoliu County are essentially the battle between the Evil God Sect and the Divine Weapon Valley!

Li Yuan thought about the Qiushui Sword and Heavy Hammer that were about to be struck, and his brows widened: