"Qin Kun."

On a day when the snow stopped, Shuoyue brought a jar of wine over while eating. Hua Tianshu handed it to Qin Kun a cup.

"What's wrong with Senior Hua?"

After two bowls of rice, Qin Kun sipped warm wine and his throat was refreshed.

In the past few months, Qin Kun's appetite has changed from large to huge, and then back to the past, and then it has become smaller. Qin Kun still doesn't understand this change. It was not until Hua Tianshu said it was normal that his absorption ability became stronger that Qin Kun did not pursue it too much.

"Three iron tires, which have been beaten and can be forged. From today on, I will forge a sword."

"Oh? Then what do I need to do?"

"It's better to hit your iron."

"OK."

In mid-December, Hua Tianshu began to cast swords, and Qin Kun was still scheming the iron.

Still blindfolded and ears.

At first, Qin Kun thought that the pace of life was the same as before. It was not until he was burned by charcoal once that he realized the danger now.

"Mr. Hua, what are you doing?"

Qin Kun took off his eye mask and rubbed the scald on his legs, which was very unexpected.

Hua Tianshu snorted coldly: "Big man, you will make a fuss when you burn it. What kind of qualities are you doing! Keep wearing the eye mask, and the earplugs are not allowed to be removed."

The first time I was burned by charcoal, the second time I was in the instep.

It's okay to be burned by charcoal fire, but the second burning of the upper and the pants is really painful. After Qin Kun was hit twice, he simply left only a pair of underwear to avoid such troubles.

Huatianshu's sword casting process is rough. When taking the sword tire from the charcoal furnace, there is no need to worry about the living person next to him. If you draw the sword tire, Mars can rise two meters high and carry hot charcoal.

Qin Kun was smacking the iron, unable to see or hear it, and he could only rely on his body's perception to determine whether there was any broken charcoal flying in. It was really dangerous.

After three weeks, after being scalded seven times, Qin Kun became extremely agile, and his pores seemed to have the ability to predict danger. As long as the skin tightened, Qin Kun would immediately react, adjust his movements, and avoid the rough "attack" of Old Man Hua.

Early January.

Qin Kun still had four iron pieces left and was not finished.

Now, not only blindfolded his eyes, ears, but his nose was blocked, but his pores seemed to breathe, and he had a different reaction than ordinary people.

Whenever charcoal flew over, Qin Kun twisted his body and easily avoided it. In the end, he would spit and seal the sparks on the ground to show disdain.

Over time, after Hua Tianshu found that the charcoal could no longer hurt Qin Kun, he smiled and officially opened the furnace, putting the first sword into the furnace.

February is approaching the end of the year.

Qin Kun greeted his family and was not going back this year.

My parents were concerned about it, but when they heard that Qin Kun had nothing to do, they were relieved after they were doing business outside, and told me not to use the example.

In this month, Hua Tianshu began to ask Qin Kun to put on his clothes and make a blacksmith.

The pores were blinded by clothes for their perception of danger, but it didn't matter. With the original vigilance left by the body, Qin Kun still had the ease of avoiding the charcoal.

Big Big.

Hua Tianshu's first sword was cast, like a child who had a toy, and was drunk all day long.

The next day, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Hua Tianshu named the sword, which was called "Quanyi".

When Qin Kun heard such a fresh and refined name, he asked if he had given the Taoist name of "Shuoyue". The old man was very surprised and asked him how he knew it. Qin Kun looked dark.

The sword is two feet two long and slightly shorter. Qin Kun also has the hard work of this sword. Touching the unblack "Quyi" Qin Kun felt heartbroken. Hua Tianshu was a friend of the neighbor of the minister at least, why was his name so poorly that he wasted this sword in vain.

After the 'first 1st day' was released, Hua Tianshu forged his second sword, and Qin Kun ushered in new difficulties.

Hua Tianshu seemed to be trying to cast a double sword. The process was rough and the charcoal fire was flying. He often used the red double sword to gesture to him. The thing was exactly the same as a soldering iron. Who could bear it when he was gestured, so Qin Kun could only use an iron hammer to resist it.

After a while, Qin Kun thought that Old Man Hua was training himself, but who knew it was intentional. He clamped the sword body and used his sword swing power and Qin Kun's resistance to shape the pair of two swords!

After being scalded twice, Qin Kun was always on guard against this evil old man.

"Senior Hua, don't waste your time. You have been fooled twice. Can you still hurt me?"

Qin Kun was still concentrating on making iron, feeling the heat waves on the back of his neck. His neck passed by, and the hot sword tire brushed his ears, and several hairs were burnt.

Hua Tianshu released the clip, and the scalded sword fetus fell to Qin Kun's shoulder blades. Qin Kun turned his body slightly and avoided the falling sword fetus. At the same time, the iron hammer swung the semicircle and hit the sword body, and the sword fetus flew towards Hua Tianshu.

The old man smiled, and the pliers clamped the sword tire steadily and accurately, and inserted it back into the charcoal fire.

March.

The charcoal fire and the insidious move will never hurt Qin Kun again.

Hua Tianshu started playing a new trick again.

While casting the sword, the next long sword also began to enter the preparation field.

The long iron piece was particularly soft after burning. Hua Tianshu pinched the clip, pulled it out of the charcoal fire, and threw it towards Qin Kun.

The long sword that came, burned red, had a huge lethality.

Qin Kun hit the sword body with an iron hammer, and the head and tail of the sword bent towards him. Qin Kun felt the heat waves on both sides, and with a second force, the hammer pushed the long sword away.

"I've been burned enough, don't even think about burning me."

As Qin Kun spoke, he felt the air move and it seemed that there was another wave of heat coming.

The hammer was played with a variety of tricks, and he picked up the sword, and the burned red sword was knocked away. Qin Kun wanted to pick up the clip and grab another one, but the clip was held down by Hua Tianshu.

Qin Kun was calm and picked up the hammer-holding hand, and the other hand was knocked away.

"Qin Kun."

“Here.”

"Can these two sword tires fly in the air with just using an iron hammer?"

"I'll try."

Iron-smashing turns into juggling, which is much more difficult than iron-smashing.

For the first time, although Qin Kun's grasp of strength was beyond others, it only lasted for 75 seconds. Before the sword body landed, it was pinched by Hua Tianshu with a clip and threw it again.

"Senior Hua, I have no objection to you taking me to practice juggling, but I will not compensate you if you break your sword body."

"Don't worry, I will cast these two sword fetuses no matter what they are beaten."

At the end of February, Qin Kun, who successfully learned to juggle, could use an iron hammer to make two red-burned sword tires fly in the air. This is not over yet, and he will take the opportunity to make iron and take care of both things.

Mid March.

Everything is revived.

Qin Kun also removed his eye mask and his earplugs, and he dropped his last hammer in the cave.

After six months, more than 1.6 million hammers have already filled his brain with magic sounds. Even if he stopped, his mind still had a tinging sound.

"Senior Hua, the battle is over."

Release the hammer, and the hand is still a little empty.

During this period, I have been casting a sword well, a long sword well, and a dagger has just been released.

"Send it to you."

The dagger stabbed the face directly.

Qin Kun pointed his finger upwards, and the moment the dagger approached, the tail was disturbed by force and turned around in the air.

Qin Kun grabbed it forward and held the dagger in his hand.

"What's this name?"

"What do you think is good?"

"I'm not educated yet, why not call me Zilu. I'll commemorate my six months in Ziqi Mountain." Lu is a capital letter, and it sounds better than Liu.

"It's strange enough, but it's up to you. Today, you can go down the mountain."

Qin Kun bowed: "Thank you for your advice from senior."

"Guide? Where to start? What have I guided you?"

"It seems like nothing."

"That's over."

"It seems like I've given me some advice again."

"Funny." Hua Tianshu pressed the convex rock next to the sword-casting furnace, and suddenly a row of flying knives appeared behind Qin Kun.

Shine, Shine, Shine, Ding Ding Ding

The thumb and index finger pinched the dagger Zi Lu, and could not dodge, so he waved the dagger and picked it over.

After the flying knife attack, Qin Kun was safe and sound.

"Can I say I didn't have time to think just now?"

Qin Kun looked at Hua Tianshu.

Hua Tianshu smiled: "I am extremely mediocre in catching ghosts. I only know some defensive skills. I have learned from ironwork. Today, someone can inherit my ironwork. Hua Tianshu will die without regrets."

"Thank you for your seniors."

"It's a pity that Hua's foundry is about to be lost."

“There’s nothing to do.”

"Well, future generations will have their own blessings. This book "Greedy Wolf Hundred Forging" is a skill I have learned throughout my life. Just see someone who is destined to help me pass it on. I believe you will not let this technique be covered with dust."

"There will be no future."
Chapter completed!