"So amazing?" Qing'er's black eyes were full of doubts, but she would not try the sword, because what the young master said must be right.
With a bang, a small teapot fell to the ground, smashing it into pieces.
"Uncle Tie?" Qing'er tilted her head and looked over, and found that this man, who was black and strong, and had a tangled muscle, was about to cry.
"Young Master, you are back!" Uncle Tie wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed: "Young Master, you are the first person to understand my sword this year! My Lao Hei's strength is not in vain!"
"A good sword, low price, just waiting for the sword-knowing man, Uncle Tie's heart will not be ruined in vain."
Lu Ming smiled again and said, "I am here today to build a sword, so I need a set of iron hammers and ovens. During this period, I will trouble Uncle Tie."
"Sword Forging?" Uncle Tie's eyes suddenly burst out with light, just like the darkness ushering in dawn. Last time, the young master made a sword, allowing himself to realize the essence of sword making, and he improved his skills of only five forgings to a level comparable to ten forgings. Today, the young master came to build a sword again?
"No trouble, no trouble. The young master can come to cast a sword, which is simply a class for the owner of the Lu blacksmith shop that can't be bought for no amount of money!" Uncle Tie's upper body suddenly became fiercely tied up. You can tell how excited he was at first glance.
Lu Ming nodded and walked towards the backyard. This was actually Lu Ming's thought. If the blacksmith at home could have some insights from his own sword creation, it would be the best. After all, this matter is taught step by step. If it is not for that material, it would be a waste of thought.
"A group of good luck guys, seize the opportunity!" Qing'er looked at the excitedly prepared work, changed positions and thought, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Yes, the young master's sword-making skills are so superb. These very awesome blacksmiths treat him naturally as if they see a god."
There were hundreds of apprentices in the blacksmith shop, including blacksmiths and apprentices. In just a moment, a complete set of equipment was cleaned up, and the oven was burning, and the hot charcoal fire inside emitted a loud light.
Uncle Tie looked at Lu Ming and wanted to see whether he was satisfied from his face, but he had no idea. It seemed that this young master was really tempered! He also knew that the young master was more easy-going, so he should be right if he didn't object, so he asked, "What materials does the young master need? I will order someone to move in the warehouse."
"No, I have prepared the materials this time."
As Lu Ming was just talking, Zhuo Ligetu's huge body squeezed in through the back door, carrying a large wooden box one meter square on his shoulder. From every step he took, a deep footprint would appear under his feet, the box was definitely full of super heavy guys.
Seven or eight smart guys knew what the relationship between this barbarian and the young master had, so they hurriedly went forward to pick him up. However, they still couldn't control themselves next, and they just eased the downward trend of the wooden box a little.
With a bang, the wooden box fell to the ground and suddenly fell into pieces. A pile of ores of various colors fell out of them. Judging from the luster emitted from them, these were almost all essence ores like dog-headed gold.
"Star gold? Mithril silver? Zhongtian hard skin ore?... Oh my god! I have only seen these materials in my life on the mainland's Tongjian!"
When Uncle Tie saw these materials, sweat from his forehead suddenly rolled down. He was an ordinary blacksmith, but any mature blacksmith had to learn to identify minerals, otherwise he would not be able to become a real blacksmith at all!
Uncle Tie wiped his head full of sweat, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a strange mineral. With a puzzled look, he reached out to pick up the mineral. To be precise, it was this mineral. It was not big, less than one foot long, the thickness of the arm, and it was crystal-shaped. If it swayed slightly, there would be liquid inside, emitting dazzling colors under the light.
"What is this?" It was not only Uncle Tie who was surprised, but the entire blacksmith shop was deeply attracted.
"It's the Star Gold Spirit." Lu Ming had never seen such a rare mineral, but the Destruction Sword Saint said that it was discovered in a cave when he was looking for himself. Star Gold Spirit was everywhere. At the deepest part of the cave, it was nearly a thousand meters deep underground. This star Gold Spirit grew, and there was a thousand-year-old giant python next to it. Moreover, Lu Ming had also discovered that this mineral looked like glass, but it was the appearance that only appeared after the metal mineral reached a certain level of purity. Its internal structure was even tougher than the twenty-five-forged swords I had created before. It had both the special surname of steel and the tough surname of gold. It was an excellent material for creating swords and a priceless treasure.
Lu Ming's heart couldn't help but be thrilled at this treasure for a few times. Moreover, with his current strength, he saw this treasure. Not to mention destroying the powerful monster, he had to pick it himself. With his current strength, he would have to go through some trouble. In other words, destroying the sword saint's realm, and his sword energy has unique benefits, so he could be mined so easily and completely.
This time, the two old seniors prepared many scarce materials for themselves and took out the inner elixir of the monster. This is a good thing that can make the sword more powerful.
Uncle Tie was already stunned. He was like an ordinary chef who suddenly asked him to cook the wings of abalone and had no idea. As for the most common small thing like pulling the bellows, Uncle Tie, who had seen Lu Ming forging a sword, knew that even he could not do it.
At this time, Leng Jian also walked in with a big box, but it was a hundred steel made of 300 kilograms! Leng Jian was speechless when it came to Lu Ming's ironwork. After all, anyone who saw Lu Ming's ironwork would think of a question: "How can such a prodigal son actually make a blacksmith? What a joke!"
But he never doubted Lu Ming, because as long as it was what he wanted to do, he would definitely do it well, and it could be seen from the previous twenty-five sword. The same is true for Zhuoligetu. During the period of staying in the Lu family, he had already learned about Lu Ming from many aspects, so he would not make a fuss.
Looking at Bailian Steel with a calm look, Lu Ming knew that although these were just refined steels and their practical significance was less than fifteen forged steel, it was extremely difficult to buy such a large piece, and it was quite valuable.
Lu Ming even had some malicious speculation that if these materials were removed from them, the rest might have consumed the poor money in their pockets.
However, Lu Ming was very happy and moved, especially during the period when he was away, Lu Ming had already deeply remembered the kindness of the two elders to the Lu family.
With a whistle, a ball of flames spewed out of the largest oven, and the hot waves immediately spread out, making this early winter season as hot as midsummer.
Zhuoligetu pulled the bellows with a very special rhythm in his hand. In just a few strokes, the flames turned into a faint blue color and gradually faded, but the temperature was increasing layer by layer.
"A very strange technique!" Uncle Tie's eyes lit up and he observed carefully, for fear of missing any details, but from this we can see that this barbarian must have been in the blacksmith shop.
Zhuo Ligetu smiled and said, "When I was young, I went to the blacksmith shop to work as a small worker for a few days when I had no money. Because I was very strong, the master was very nice to me. So I taught me this set of bellows, which was quite useful."
However, no one can laugh at his seemingly joking words, and not everyone can learn this skill. It is as precious as the secrets obtained by a swordsman.
Only through twists and turns can talents be created! Lu Ming also secretly admired it, and then silently moved the iron block to the oven and started to calcinate it with hot flames.
This burned it all day long before it was burned red, and it had to rely on Zhuoligetu's techniques and his power.
Bang!
The largest hammer in Lu Ming's hand hit the steel block, and the strong force caused a large spark to bloom. Uncle Tie, the chief blacksmith of the Lu family's blacksmith shop, was fortunate to become Lu Ming's helper. He also held a huge hammer and replaced them one by one and began to forge the steel block.
The apprentices began to remove the residue from the minerals and then made them into the primary blanks, which saved Lu Ming a lot of time and could concentrate on dealing with the iron blocks in front of him.
The sound of coming out and falling in the blacksmith shop was very monotonous. The fire of light and dark illuminated everyone's faces. Their expression seemed to be fixed, and they were all focused on their own things. Only the occasional sparks showed their vitality.
This fight took seven days and the iron block had shrunk by half. However, Lu Ming did not let it go, but began to merge various primary blanks and then continued to forge.
At this time, Uncle Tie was no longer able to help. All he could do was just what kind of materials Lu Ming needed, so he moved such things. He was quietly observing and studying the rest of the time.
Uncle Tie discovered that Lu Ming's method of thrusting iron was not strange, and it belonged to a very normal category, but the time difference between each hammer followed a very strange rhythm. The monotonous hammer sound actually made people dance.
Moreover, the landing point of his hammer was very exquisite. After hitting the iron for seven consecutive days, he never hit the wrong place. There was no mistake at all. It was so accurate that it was simply outrageous. And there was another point that Lu Ming smashed all the residue peeled from various minerals, and then mixed it into the sandbox, allowing the high-temperature iron blocks to continuously melt and even merge them.
In Lu Ming's view, the soil stained on these minerals is useful because where rare minerals can be nurtured, it can be said that flowers, plants and trees have spiritual names. Only by fusing these things into iron blocks can the original soup and original food be used.
Various types of hammers flew up and down in Lu Ming's hands, and another seven days passed. During this period, Lu Ming completely dissolved the starry golden essence into the steel block, and this steel block shrank by four-fifths!
Now it seems that this steel ingot is just the weight of a sword. Uncle Tie hurriedly ordered someone to use it to weigh it, but it was a full 198 kilograms. (To be continued.)