The metal transforms into a fluid.

The blade divides it into four and places it in a mold to set it.

Wait for it to solidify again.

Take one of the four, and return to the furnace.

"Just don't heat up, just keep them in their current state."

The tired middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

He probably understood why Blade gave him such a high salary. It turned out that he had no intention of treating him as a human being.

He just planned to earn hard money, but almost lost his life under the urging of the blade! If he had known this, why would he have done this chore for a few bad money?

When he thinks of the young man who looks fairy-like just now, he feels a little unrealistic when he looks like he is "pulling faster, otherwise he will be deducted from his wages".

You really can't behave like a person!

The middle-aged man smeared his sweat, and his clothes were already soaked in sweat.

His resentful blade didn't have time to pay attention to.

Time passes quietly as the hammer starts and hammers falls.

The middle-aged man watched from the side with a very focused look. If he could comprehend a move and half of his stance, then the blacksmith shop would have hope.

His stolen master, Blade doesn't care. If he can learn, learn it. Anyway, he doesn't plan to make a living by this.

The most important thing is to let him read it once, a hundred times, or a thousand times, so what can he do? So that he can learn it?

It's impossible, hammering is here, but it's useless to learn it. It's just superficial kung fu.

Deep things are the foundation, such as luck, can he master it? For example, can he control it well with force? For example, can he find the landing point of the hammer? These are the foundation.

If you don’t know these things, you are just fake styles that are just physical.

All these destined middle-aged men will be able to lose their lives without his fingers. At most, they will be similar in shape even if they lose their lives.

Blade encouraged him silently because everyone who worked hard deserves recognition.

...

Four weapons were finally formed.

Two long and two short, both gray and black.

The middle-aged man was a little disappointed. He thought that this guy would create magical weapons with his amazing forging skills, but he never thought that these two swords and daggers were so ordinary.

It looks a little inferior to the inferior weapons in the store.

At first glance, I looked like I looked at an inconspicuous wooden stick.

Could this guy just do it on the outside but the other side?

The middle-aged man couldn't tell from the blade's calm expression.

All the magical weapons and weapons are extraordinary, and these weapons are really too bleak.

But Blade is very satisfied with these works, this is a real murderer.

It is extremely sharp, but it shrinks the cold light.

Tough, but seem vulnerable.

The sword body is smooth, but simple and unpretentious.

Although he did not portray various array patterns inside him due to his own strength, it is enough for now.

Only one last step is left, the sheath and the shank.

But for him, the scabbard was a bit redundant.

Let’s talk about it first. The corresponding material soul guide has been prepared. Can’t he do this with his skillful hands?

He put away the four weapons, then handed over the money he should pay to the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Happy cooperation!"

The middle-aged man felt the steadfast weight in his hands and his face was full of joy. The small money was only a lot more and less!

He laughed and said, "Young man is so arrogant! If you need it again, you must come to me. I will give you a 10% discount!"

The blade walked outward.

"The boss must remember that if you don't give me a discount next time, I'll give you a discount."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. What does it mean? Why does this sound so awkward?

I smiled twice and turned out to be the one who said that if he didn't keep his promise in the future, he would break his legs!

What a bad guy.

After leaving the forging room like a stove, the coolness comes to you.

The blade took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

It's almost evening.

The pedestrians walking on the road were a little hasty, maybe they either wanted to go home or find a place to stay.

His clothes were soaked.

Blade plans to take a good shower when he goes back.

After taking out the kettle and replenishing the water, he did not stay and went back to the college directly.

I heard that the college meeting will be held tomorrow.

Maybe Liu Erlong has dealt with all the troubles. Such a large and complete academy has a stable source of funds, Fland is probably going to laugh.

As we walked back, the aroma of food came from the air, from restaurants, roadside stalls, and from people on both sides.

The sky at dusk is no longer a burst of redness. It is surrounded by pink and red clouds and heads towards the other side of the earth. It is called Chaoyang, and the pink or beautiful clouds are called Caixia or Chaoyang.

The end of this side is the beginning of the other side.

The blade was hit by a little boy rushing out with laughter at the corner.

If the blade had not been allowed to him, how could he have touched even half of the undry sweat on the blade?

The little boy was held by the blade, and he was in the three major states of life and never came back to his senses.

At the same time, a carriage drove by quickly.

On the other side where the little boy rushed out, a couple in simple clothes accelerated their pace.

"You kid! You told you not to run so fast, but you just don't listen! I'll apologize to this big brother!" The woman scolded the little boy.

The man said apologetically: "Please include more brothers, this child is really naughty."

Daofeng smiled and shook his head and said, "It's okay, you have to walk slowly on this road, especially in this blind spot of vision, cars coming and going, so reckless, it's really easy to get into trouble."

The man smiled and bowed: "Thank you little brother for being generous. I will definitely discipline him when I go back."

Blade nodded and smiled and said to the little boy who was still pressed by him: "If I am still so reckless next time, I will be caught by a spank."

After letting go of his hand, he nodded to the woman and the man and left.

Do one good deed every day?

No, just save his life.

"Mom, that brother is sweating so much!"

The woman slapped his little head: "Irregular! How do you teach you mother!"

The little boy felt wronged, it was obviously true!

"Don't run around anymore! Did you hear that? Otherwise, you will have good fruits to eat when you get home!"

"Yes, mom." The little boy said aggrievedly.

"Ahai wants to be obedient, let's go home first." The woman's face warmed up.

The little boy nodded obediently.

The man suddenly stunned when he looked at the two cars passing by at medium speed, and suddenly remembered the carriage galloping past when the brat in his family hit the young man.

Combined with what the young man said, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back. This little brat had just been walking around the gates of hell!

"Awen, you will wait for me! I will go back!"

"Hey? Ashan, what are you doing?" the woman asked hurriedly.

The man did not answer, and he hurriedly chased the sword in the direction where the blade left.

Blade looked at the man who was grateful and smiled and said, "Just do it casually. It's getting late, so we all go back soon."

The man bowed deeply again: "I will never forget this kindness of brother Chen Shan!"

Blade smiled and helped him up: "Go back, so the wife and the child are afraid that they will be anxious."

The man nodded.

Blade nodded and returned his favor and continued to head towards Lanba Academy.
To be continued...