Chapter Twelve: A Good Fighter Has No Glory
"You have really broken my cognition again and again. You are obviously the most ordinary physique in the world, but you can easily enter the wonderful realm of "harmony between man and nature". I really don't know whether the will of the world is targeting you or loving you!"
The old man came to Ling Xiao at some point and sighed at the stone that was still shining with glimmer on the casting platform.
"Maybe it is still unknown that my apprentice has a unique talent in casting!"
Ling Xiao naturally would not tell his true situation, at least not now. As for whether he will say the future, it will be left to his future self-decision. There is no need to worry about it now.
"Maybe that's true!"
The old man's eyes lit up, as if he had finally found the reason why Ling Xiao was so powerful.
"By the way, Master, where did you find these stones? They should be very precious!"
He didn't want the old man to care more about this, Ling Xiao suddenly pointed to the stones piled in the corner of the house and asked.
These stones seem very ordinary, but after being slightly tempered, they found that they were so strange! Ling Xiao was very curious about where the old man got so many magical stones. They were simply the best material for building spiritual weapons. They were full of sharpness and were also hidden in spirituality!
He probably knew the reason why the old man could forge spiritual weapons. A superb skill is one aspect. I am afraid that these special materials are the key to creating spiritual weapons. After all, it is hard to cook without rice. Without good raw materials, no matter how high the skills are, it is impossible to forge spiritual weapons. After all, the upper limit is there, no matter how many eggs are, it cannot break a stone!
"These? Oh, I picked up some of them on the road, and some of them were leftover scraps from the yard before! I was afraid of wasting it, so I used them to use them for waste!"
The old man glanced at the direction of Ling Xiao's finger and said casually.
"Master, you won't be joking with me, your apprentice!" Ling Xiao was a little messy after hearing the old man's answer.
"I'm so full that I'm joking with you. By the way, the stones here are almost used up. You can go to the yard to move some in for me later." The old man glanced at Ling Xiao and said disdainfully.
His eyes seemed to be saying: "Look at your never-before-seen world, it's so embarrassing!" For some reason, Ling Xiao understood this meaning from the old man's eyes.
"But……"
"My teacher knows what you want to say, follow me!"
The old man interrupted Ling Xiao's words, waved his hand, and signaled Ling Xiao to follow.
The two of them came to the cubic room, and Ling Xiao was stunned as soon as he entered the door.
The compartment is not large, but only 3 zhang in a radius, with three shelves standing, full of casting objects. The previous hammer was taken from here, and there were many hammers on it, but some of the hammer handles of some hammers have rotted.
These are naturally not the reason why Ling Xiao is dull, but because of a killing weapon that is leaning against the wall at will.
"Master, is this the spiritual soldier I had before?"
"Yes, what's the problem?" The old man seemed to be surprised that Ling Xiao had such a big reaction.
"What's the problem? The problem is big!"
Ling Xiao muttered in his heart.
Because the killing weapon leaning against the wall at this time was a blood-red Fang Tian Huaji that was about two meters long!
Although Fang Tian Huaji is just a general term for a certain type of halberd, not a special name for a certain weapon. However, in the Three Kingdoms era, Fang Tian Huaji was given a special meaning - the exclusive weapon of the peerless killer god!
If Ling Xiao was right, the Fangtian Painted Gaul was the one that Lu Bu used under Hulao Pass in his previous life. Although the breath of this rod is not as strong as the one under Hulao Pass in terms of strength, both the details and the spiritual essence are exactly the same.
As an intermediate blacksmith, Ling Xiao can still see this.
"How about it, what do you think of this weapon?" The old man couldn't help but ask when he saw Ling Xiao staring at the Fangtian painting halberd.
"Very strong, very strong, outrageously strong!"
These are Ling Xiao’s true words. At this stage, no one knows better than him how great the potential of this spiritual soldier is and what kind of name it will make in the future.
As the weapon of the first military general of the Three Kingdoms, it has long become the example of weapons in the world. Just as Chitu was called the king of horses by the world because of that person, this spiritual weapon will also become the king of weapons in the future!
"Yes, it's really strong! A very ordinary stone can still turn into a peerless divine weapon through the hands of the forge! This is my original intention of creating the Heavenly Medal Creation Decision!"
The old man stroked his palm across the body of the halberd and said slowly.
"What do you think is the caster?"
"Is it to cast a magic weapon, and to cross mountains and hills to seek rare treasures?"
"Are you still traveling all over the world just to find the legendary divine iron outside the sky?" The old man's voice was a little low, not knowing whether he was asking Ling Xiao or asking himself.
"Not even, as founders, what we need to do is to turn decay into magic, let the stubborn stones open up, and let the rotten trees meet spring!"
"Relying on the so-called thousand-year-old black iron and ten thousand years of ice, it took several years to barely cast a weapon of good quality."
"In my opinion, such a founder is just a mediocre!"
The old man's words sounded extremely arrogant to outsiders, but in Ling Xiao's heart, he recognized the old man's philosophy.
The world is not big or small, but the resources are indeed limited, not to mention the rare treasures that can only be born after tens of millions of years of accumulation!
If precious weapons can only be cast with precious raw materials, what is the significance of the existence of the founder?
Nature's porter?
It sounds good?
But that doesn't make sense. There are only so many rare resources, and it's over and it's hard to regenerate.
Only through your own efforts can you turn waste into treasure? This is the long-term way!
It was not until this moment that Ling Xiao understood what the power that he felt when he turned into a stubborn stone was. It was clearly the power of creation, and only this great power of heaven and earth could achieve this level!
Ling Xiao couldn't help but look at the old man who seemed a little ordinary in front of him, but he felt infinite emotion in his heart.
The extraordinary is forging the ordinary, and the mystery of fortune is fully demonstrated by the old man, and Ling Xiao finally knew who this person is!
In history, in addition to casting masters such as Gan Jiang Moye Ou Yezi, there are many capable craftsmen who are good at casting weapons, such as Mrs. Xu who cast Han Yue during the Warring States Period, Xu Xun of the Western Jin Dynasty, Tao Hongjing of the Southern Dynasty, and Zhang Yajiu of the Tang Dynasty, etc.
However, in Ling Xiao's eyes, they were not the most powerful ones.
In order to cast famous swords, Gan Jiang even sacrificed his wife to finally make it. Ou Yezi not only often spends several years looking for divine materials, but also has strict requirements on the environment for casting swords and quenching swords.
But there is also such an unknown blacksmith in history who lives in the mundane world. There is no need for any iron spirit from the Five Mountains or the Jinying from the Six Heritages. It is like building a kitchen knife and hoe, and it can easily be made into three magical weapons.
The name of the Snake Spear, the male and female double-string sword, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword is simply known to everyone.
These three divine weapons accompanied Liu, Guan and Zhang to dominate the world, and went through hundreds of battles and were immortal. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are magical weapons.
However, the craftsmen who cast them did not even have a name left. The book only calls them "good craftsman". It is true that those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. Just as Li Bai said, "After doing it, you can hide your merits and fame."
Ling Xiao knew that the nameless craftsman in history was probably the one in front of him! But what Ling Xiao didn't expect was that in addition to those three divine weapons, even the Fangtian Painting Altar in Lu Bu's hand was made by this one.
Chapter completed!