The moment he fell into the water, white smoke rushed up from the water. The pungent smell made Gu Feng hold his breath. He sharpened the blade once and cooled it twice. Entering the water at different times can truly guarantee the success of a sharp weapon. Gu Feng's eyes flashed.
Staring unblinkingly at the huge changes in the short blade in the water!
The short blade with its back turned blue and black was pinched out of the water, but the sharp part of the short blade was emitting a white light, which meant that the weapon had been completely crafted!
Putting the short blade on the making table, Zeng Weifeng picked up the absorbent cloth and wiped it gently, and then, a brand new sharp blade appeared in front of him!
Gu Feng's eyes were filled with hot light, and he asked with a smile: "Teacher, are you done?"
Zeng Weifeng nodded: "It's done, just need to find a suitable handle to use it."
Picking up the short blade, Gu Feng looked at it carefully. The entire process from removing impurities from the pig iron to shaping and opening the short blade took less than two hours under Zeng Weifeng's guidance. However, it was during these two hours that Gu Feng truly understood a person.
The fun of the deputy job, what kind of sense of accomplishment does it feel to see the weapons you build gradually take shape?
With excitement, Gu Feng threw a medium-sized piece of pig iron into the stove. Following the process taught by Zeng Weifeng, Gu Feng planned to try it himself.
Seeing Gu Feng's solemn expression, Zeng Weifeng left quietly. When he walked outside the door, he heard the sound of hammers hammering inside the house. He smiled slightly and did not stop.
A novice forger cannot be disturbed in any way. If Gu Feng is skilled enough in his craftsmanship, he will naturally not be disturbed by the outside world. However, this is his first time making a weapon. If Zeng Weifeng is present, it is very likely that Gu Feng will be distracted.
The sound of heavy iron hammering echoed in the campus. Zeng Weifeng returned to the office and wiped the sweat stains from his body with a wet towel. Then he took out a set of clean clothes from the cabinet under the bookcase, put them on and sat down quietly.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a rapid knock on the door, and Zeng Weifeng sat upright.
"Come in!"
It was a mysterious man in black attire. His face was covered by a piece of black cloth, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. All he could see was a pair of cold and emotionless eyes.
"Sir, we found out!" The man in black said with his hands bowed.
Hearing this, Zeng Weifeng suddenly stood up from his seat, widened his eyes and asked anxiously: "Have you found out who it is?"
"Murong Bai may not be Murong Yanfeng's biological son, or he may be an illegitimate child!"
"Is that true? How did you learn about this?" Zeng Weifeng asked in surprise.
The man in black replied: "There is a horse breeder named Rongda. He has joined the Murong family with his father since he was a child and is responsible for raising horses. He is now nearly thirty years old. Although he has a humble status, he is very experienced in raising horses.
He has won the trust of Murong Ran, the eldest son of the Murong family. In addition, the two grew up together and have a very close relationship. According to Rongda, his mother has passed away since Murong Ran was born, and he has never heard of it.
Murong Yanfeng took another concubine, but within those few years, a second young master suddenly appeared!"
Zeng Weifeng frowned slightly: "Is it possible to find out where Murong Bai came from?"
After a pause, the man in black handed over his hand: "I'll go investigate again, my subordinate!"
"Report to me as soon as you have the results! Remember! This matter must be kept secret. If you are discovered, you should know what to do!"
"I understand!" He opened the door and left. The man in black had disappeared. Zeng Weifeng tapped his fingers on the table lightly, thinking about the news he had just received. If Murong Bai is Murong Yanfeng's illegitimate son, then he must
The finger of blame cannot be pointed at Murong Bai, because it is impossible for him to know his life experience, but how to get Murong Yanfeng to tell the truth is indeed a headache.
Stepping out of the office and heading towards the activity room, Zeng Weifeng stood outside the window and watched Gu Feng hammering the red-hot pig iron on the building table with concentration. Every rising and falling movement seemed very neat.
Perhaps because it lasts too long, Gufeng is a little weak. Although it is only a hammer weighing several dozen kilograms, if it is used for a long time, it will make the muscles swollen and the arms will become weak. So Gufeng simply rotates both hands to strike, which can make the
The other hand gets a rest.
Nodding happily, Zeng Weifeng left again.
It would take some time for Gufeng to completely remove the impurities. After all, he had just started casting, and he could not completely remove the pig iron impurities in a very short time like Zeng Weifeng.
Sweat soaked through Gu Feng's clothes. When he put the slightly cooled iron into the stove, Gu Feng took the opportunity to take off his shirt, revealing his hardcover muscles. His concentration and state at this time meant that he was really just a humble caster.
I guess it can also make some women obsessed with it, right?
Constantly heating and beating the iron block, the iron block with a thickness of about five centimeters has been beaten down to only one centimeter thin, which shows Gufeng's persistence and perseverance. Time has passed gradually, but the removal of impurities has
The ancient steps actually took two days and one night!
Physically exhausted, when he saw the extremely pure iron, his tired feeling disappeared!
Forging weapons must be done in one go without any pauses. Ordinary people may not have such strict requirements for hand-made weapons. Even half a month from removing impurities, creating an embryo to the final quenching of a piece of pig iron is not too much, because they can choose to build it intermittently.
But Xuanling Master is different. The weapons made by Xuanling Master cannot stop at all, and the rest time is only when the iron block falls into the furnace for heating.
Wiping off the sweat on his forehead, he picked up the relatively small forging hammer on the side, and Gu Feng began to hammer the fine iron. He did not have in mind what the weapon would look like after it was successfully forged, so it completely followed the appearance of the short blade made by Zeng Weifeng.
to do the beating.
This is another long process. Although Gufeng lacks rest, he has a solid physical foundation. Even if he stays awake for several days and nights, it will not cause any major harm to him. Zeng Weifeng will not worry about this. If a Xuan
If a spiritual master cannot even restrain his fatigue, then he is not a qualified mysterious spiritual master!
You must know that in the future experience in the academy, you will very likely be chased and killed by a powerful monster. The secondary job method of forging weapons is nothing compared to fighting with the monster!
"Why are you here?" Zeng Weifeng was walking on campus and asked strangely when he looked up and saw Qian Buyi and his party entering the school.
Several people saluted Zeng Weifeng one after another. This is a necessary etiquette for a student to meet his teacher, not to mention that Zeng Weifeng is the president of this school.
Zheng Hai took a step forward and replied: "Sir, I did not go back to Xuanwei Town. I went to Buyi's house. We are here to find Gufeng."
"He is making pots, so you can't disturb him now." Zeng Weifeng stroked his long beard and said with a smile.
"Forging tools!" The four people exclaimed in unison with their eyes widened.
Lu Qiaoer asked: "Sir, do full-time Xuanling masters still need to learn to forge weapons? Can Gufeng also forge weapons?"
Zeng Weifeng nodded, and the kindness on his face seemed to always be there unless there was a special event, giving him a feeling of being very approachable.
"This holiday I plan to teach the basics of the two sub-jobs of ancient weapon casting and carving. Only by laying a solid foundation can he make greater progress in the future!"
"Carving? What is that?" Qian Buyi asked unclearly as he could never live without snacks.
"The carver and the carver are inseparable. The carver and carver in each blacksmith shop will be divided into a group. One person is responsible for making the weapon, and the other is responsible for carving on the weapon."
Qian Buyi asked again: "Then what is the role of carving on the weapon? Will it improve the sharpness of the weapon?"
Zeng Weifeng smiled and said: "Yes, but not entirely right!"
"What do you mean?" Several people who had only been taught some combat skills had a strong interest in this deputy job and asked in unison.
"The creation of weapons is of course important, because it is the key to whether the weapon is powerful or not. The carving after successful creation gives the weapon a certain amplification effect." Looking at Lu Qiaoer's waist, Zeng Weifeng stretched out his hand and said: "Qiaoer.
Son, bring me the short blade from your waist."
The white short-edged dagger was handed to Zeng Weifeng, who pulled out the sharp dagger and said, "This dagger is carved with some ordinary patterns. Although the workmanship is fine, it does not have much amplifying effect. If it is regarded as an assassination attempt by an assassin,
The weapon is absolutely unqualified!"
"I saw this when I was wandering in the market. I thought it looked beautiful and bought it," Lu Qiaoer replied.
"No wonder it is so." Zeng Weifeng nodded and said: "I believe Wuyi Hall does not have such common weapons. Although weapons made by ordinary forgers will also appear on the market, the value of the weapons after they are truly carved by carvers
It will be doubled, so it is difficult to buy it in the market. You have to go to the blacksmith shop to order it in advance."
Because several people were not students of this kind of deputy job, Zeng Weifeng did not explain it in detail. These would only be taught when Gu Feng had mastered the casting.
A few people had been playing boringly on campus all day but they didn't see Gu Feng come out of the activity room. They could only leave and wait to come back tomorrow.
In a year, all students only have one month of boring time. In order to allow them to get enough rest, the school does not arrange off-campus courses.
At night, in the dead of night, Gufeng's behavior during the school day would definitely attract a crowd of teachers and students at the school. However, at this time, except for the teachers and guards on duty, there was no one else in the school. Moreover, Zeng Weifeng was also waiting here day and night, so
He will not be disturbed.
The banging stops!
Gu Feng breathed rapidly and carefully used the tongs to pick up the embryo, which was almost exactly the same as the short blade made by Zeng Weifeng. The next step was to inject soul into the weapon, quenching!