That day, Li Yi stood at the door of Huo's house for a long time before leaving. Huo Guang didn't know or was interested in what happened to Li Yi.
Huo Guang came to Sang's house early the next morning. Sang Jin completely emptied the courtyard. No maids or servants were allowed to come in. At this time, Gan Fu was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard with his arms closed and his eyes closed. The tall man
The wooden stick was stuck on the ground. Looking at the thin old man, he still had muscles in his arms after taking off his clothes.
A horse was not far in front of Gan Fu. It had no rope or saddle, and it was moving freely. With two plops, two piles of horse dung fell to the ground.
There is a lot of iron on the side, waiting to be used.
When Huo Guang and Sang Jin walked in together, Sang Jin made a silent gesture, indicating to Huo Guang not to make a sound.
As soon as I entered the door, I felt a slow sense of ceremony, and my heart couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Gan Fu did not speak, but opened his eyes slightly to confirm Huo Guang's arrival, and nodded to Sang Jin. Sang Jin walked to the pile of iron ore and began to try out the iron-melting technique from before to melt the iron.
At this time, Gan Fu spoke: "Ah Guang, the Qi I can mobilize is far inferior to yours, so in order to save the use of Qi, I will ask Sang Jin to assist me in doing some work. Please keep an eye on it."
"Master, let me help you. I can melt molten iron, and I'm very skilled at it now."
Sang Jin reached out and stopped Huo Guang: "Aguang, your mission today is to look. You have to look carefully and clearly. Don't be distracted. Leave other matters to me and my master."
"Ajin...thank you." Huo Guang squeezed out a thank you with some embarrassment.
The two sat down. In front of Sang Jin, the flames burned blazingly and began to melt the iron. Gan Fu condensed a small stream of energy, which entered the horse's body from the horse's head. The horse did not feel anything strange, because
The condensed Qi is small enough.
"Use Qi to walk through all the meridians of the horse, and note the direction of the meridians, and construct the overall context in your mind. Of course, you can also start using molten iron to build the shape while walking with Qi. This will be simpler, but
It will be more time-consuming. Most junior stylists use this method. I have built it countless times, so I already have an idea of the general shape. I just need to explore individual differences and make subtle changes."
After the words fell, Gan Fu's other hand shook slightly, and Huo Guang felt that Gan Fu had condensed another small Qi stream, and this time there were ten.
"My ability to activate Qi is far inferior to yours, but I have a talent for fine manipulation that no one else can match. Ordinary stylists may only be able to focus on the direction of one Qi flow, but I can do ten of them together." As he spoke, a small Qi flow entered the horse.
Body.
Gan Fu deliberately showed off his skills in front of Huo Guang by moving around without hurting the horse's body. After all, Huo Guang was extremely talented. Such a person must also be arrogant. He would not be able to overpower him unless he showed some real skills.
Live his.
Huo Guang looked at everything that happened in surprise. The ten Qi flows, he knew how difficult it was after trying it himself. He felt very tired to control the fire with one hand and the iron with the other hand, but Gan Fu was the manipulator.
The ten qi currents are a delicate process inside the horse's body. The qi currents after condensation can harm the horse if not careful, and the horse will not cooperate if it is frightened.
There is indeed something about this Gan Fuzi.
At the same time, you must control the ten Qi currents and remember the shapes of the ten Qi currents as they pass through the meridians, bones and muscles of the horse. This requires extremely powerful spatial imagination.
This process seemed very simple, but an hour passed before I knew it, and cold sweat broke out on Ganfu's head.
Sang Jin maintained the flame to melt a lot of iron blocks into molten iron, which made her very strenuous. The sweat had already wet her clothes. She was tired in one aspect, but mainly because it was really hot. She couldn't control the distance well.
The control of Qi can be clearly seen from the gaps in these details.
Gan Fu relied on his powerful spatial thinking ability to withdraw the Qi flow from the horse's body after completing the Qi movement.
With a wave of his left hand, some of the molten iron refined by Sang Jin was released. From bottom to top, Gan Fu built the steel war horse not by starting with meridians, muscles and bones, but doing it bit by bit, but all at once.
Build from the bottom up, starting from the horse's feet, just like 3D printing, building everything at once.
Huo Guang thought of the polarized instant scene-making camera and the universal manufacturing machine in Doraemon. Drawings and materials can be used to copy the same thing.
Visible to the naked eye, the magical steel horse is constantly taking shape. Ganfu is like the 3D printer. One moment it is the legs, the next it is the belly, and then it is the neck, the horse's head, and even the mane. The stylist is pursuing
It's a 100% replica.
Mechanical replication, steel cloning.
It's not just about one shape. When Ganfu was making it, the muscles and blood vessels in the horse's legs had already been made of steel.
Huo Guang only has one word in his mind right now.
Ingenuity.
It was as if a mechanical creator was building mechanical creatures. Huo Guang could think of something similar that would be Transformers.
Being immersed in this process, time passed unknowingly. For three and a half hours, Ganfu finally completed the construction of the steel war horse.
Sure enough, the appearance of the steel war horse is different from the steel war horse I have seen before. There is no dragon scale armor, and the horse's legs are completely covered with iron sheets. It looks like a handicraft, a perfect handicraft that is exactly the same as the real thing.
Gan Fu was a little tired. The molten iron refined by Sang Jin had almost been used up. The rest cooled down and turned into a piece of iron and fell to the ground.
"Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Gan Fu said with force.
In fact, he was not so tired. It would not be very difficult for him if he worked slowly, but because he showed off his skills in front of Huo Guang, he consumed too much.
His own energy is that of a relatively small person, and he is exhausted from showing off his skills again and again.
If you want to show off, you have to pay the corresponding price.
Fortunately, the Iron Horse was a success, and he was very satisfied with the quality. It was almost a perfect replica and would definitely be a success.
Once again, a stream of Qi condensed. This time, the Qi stream passed over the horse's neck with murderous intent. Immediately, blood spattered. Gan Fu activated the Qi to wrap around the blood, drawing out all the blood from the horse's body. After a while, it collapsed.
There was no movement on the ground, and all the blood was introduced into the body of the steel war horse. The handicraft-like steel horse seemed to be alive.
"There is only the last step left. Huo Guang, come on. Write the character "horse" on its body so that you can feel it too."
Huo Guang walked up to the steel horse with a pen, his hand trembling with excitement, and carefully wrote the word "horse" on the horse's body.
At the end of the writing, the steel horse instantly neighed as if it had a soul, but the sound of the steel rubbing together was not very pleasant.
Huo Guang stared at his hands with wide eyes, his eyes trembled in disbelief, and his breath was disordered.
Put the finishing touch, write and give orders.
How is this...different from the Creator?
Having experienced it personally, the shock it brought made Huo Guang uncontrollably trembling with excitement. The moment the words were completed, the horse came to life. This was incredible.
The steel horse was ready. Gan Fu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Huo Guang, who was wide-eyed and dazed: "Ah Guang, this steel horse is just for you. It's your handwriting."
He got the steel horse for no reason, but Huo Guang was not happy about it. Now there was only one thing left in his mind that made him extremely confused and yearned for.
"Master..., horses can do it, but what about people? Can humans do it too?"