Scourge the heavens

In the blacksmith shop, Sky Blue Heim slowly melted in the hot carbon water.

The Cangsong sword was put into the furnace, and under the light of the fire, the sword body was burned bright red.

The crystal sword body is like emerald, shining brightly.

In less than half an hour, the Sky Blue Heim at the side completely melted into molten iron, and Wei Qiu carefully put it into the copper pot.

With his left hand, he picked up the copper pot that had been boiled into iron juice, and slowly poured it on the Cangsong sword for a while, while with his right hand, he used his internal force to hold the iron hammer in his hand and slammed it.

Every time the hammer hits, the Cangsong sword on the big iron pier will become brighter.

After repeating this many times, Wei Qiu could see that the Cangsong sword had undergone obvious changes.

The original red sword body was gradually invaded by sea blue until it slowly spread to the entire sword body.

Suddenly, Wei Qiu seemed to have entered a mysterious state.

Just like a habit, Wei Qiu kept flipping the Cangsong sword on the big iron pier, and the hammer in his hand hit it precisely with subtle control.

After pouring the iron juice, he immediately picked up the iron tongs and turned it twice.

The movement of striking the iron was so fast that Wei Qiu felt like he had an extra hand.

If there are fellow blacksmiths here, I'm afraid Wei Qiu's current state will be directly frightened.

Now Wei Qiu is like a machine, fully capable of doing the work of many people in the blacksmith shop.

[Blacksmith lv2]

[Blacksmith upgrades, comprehends special abilities, multitasking with one mind]

[Blacksmith skill, multitasking: you can take care of more than three tasks at the same time when forging items]

The sound of 'Kang Dang, Bang Dang' sounded rhythmically in the house, and Wei Qiu completely entered a state of ecstasy.

I don't know how long it took, but all the iron juice from Sky Blue Heim was smelted into the Cangsong Sword.

Wei Qiu grabbed the hilt of the sword and plunged it into the prepared clear water, a puff of blue smoke rose slowly, and the Cangsong sword was completely smelted.

Taking advantage of the heat on the sword body, Wei Qiu engraved two small characters "Cangsong" on the hilt.

The smelted Cangsong sword is still silvery white, but there is faint blue light shining on the sword body.

Returning the Cangsong sword to its sheath again, after the sword body trembled in the air, there was a slight sword cry.

The clear sound of the sword was like the waves of the sea, giving Wei Qiu a sense of physical and mental pleasure.

At this time, the movement outside the house caught Wei Qiu's attention.

Wei Qiu, who was full of exhaustion, just walked to the door of the blacksmith's shop when he heard a shrill scream.

"Stop, stop! My hand is broken, it's broken!" Wang Jiajun, covered in blood, fell to the ground, crying hoarsely.

Around Wang Jiajun, a dozen bloody men fell to the ground and howled.

The little boy stood in front of Wang Jiajun with a dagger in his hand, his face covered in blood, and there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

When Wei Qiu came out, the little boy stabbed Wang Jiajun's arm again, and then stared at the screaming Wang Jiajun.

It's as if he treats the other party as his toy.

"Who are you?" Wei Qiu came up to him and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

He was working hard inside the shop, and the blood flowed like a river outside, which made Wei Qiu, who had just finished his busy work, feel a little bit overwhelmed.

"You are Master Qianjian, right?" Wang Jiajun flushed with anger when he saw Wei Qiu walking out the door: "Let me tell you, you've got something to do, you've got something to do!"

With a slap, Wei Qiu slapped Wang Jiajun directly: "Are you playing a sketch with me here? Talk to me!"

"Okay, that's great, you still dare to do something to me!" Wang Jiajun looked at Wei Qiu fiercely, still resolute in his mouth.

puff!
Before Wei Qiu could speak, the little boy next to him stabbed Wang Jiajun with a dagger.

Wang Jiajun, who was still arrogant just now, covered his thigh and twitched on the ground in an instant.

Like a fish thrown on the shore, it kept swinging back and forth on the ground.

"I am from Luoyang Golden Knife Wang's family. The Golden Knife Invincible Wang Yuanba is my grandfather, you"

"Ah!~~~"

I don't know what's wrong with this person. After calming down a little, he pointed at Wei Qiu again and threatened again.

However, when the little boy stabbed down, Wang Jiajun rolled on the ground several times, and his thoughts of continuing to speak harshly were instantly extinguished.

"Tell me quickly, what's going on?" Wei Qiu asked again with a sullen face, ignoring Wang Jiajun who was crying and fussing.

"Actually, I came to you to buy a knife." After the little boy's dagger was stabbed, Wang Jiajun was finally forced to open his heart.

It turned out that this kid was the eldest grandson of the Luoyang Golden Sword Wang family.

The Wang family is the natal family of Lin Zhennan's wife. They are very well-known in Luoyang, and their family background is very wealthy.

The members of the Wang family sent Wang Jiajun over after hearing that there was a master Qianjian who could forge swords in Qingping Town, with the intention of asking Wei Qiu to help them forge weapons.

But the timing of Wang Jiajun's arrival coincided with Wei Qiu's melting Cangsong sword, so he had no time to distract him.

And the little boy at the door was ordered by Wei Qiu not to let anyone disturb him.

As a martial arts family in Luoyang, Wang Jiajun is used to being arrogant and domineering.

As soon as he came to the blacksmith's shop, without saying a word, he wanted to lead people into it indiscriminately.

As a result, as soon as the little boy performed a burst of lightning-fast evil swordsmanship, Wang Jiajun and his servants all stopped.

Wang Jiajun didn't even think that he would bump into a six or seven-year-old martial arts master in his lifetime.

The most hateful thing is that this little kid doesn't reason with him at all, and just chugs at them.

A pitch-black dagger made them defenseless.

Especially Wang Jiajun who took the lead, not to mention being stabbed to the ground by the little boy, he still stabbed him from time to time.

He only stabbed his thighs and arms, and after finishing the stabbing, he grinned stupidly at him.

Wang Jiajun finally understood that his famous family background was useless in front of six or seven-year-old children.

When he was in despair, Wei Qiu came out from the blacksmith shop.

Originally thinking that Wei Qiu, who was "a handful of years old", would realize the seriousness of the problem, Wang Jiajun immediately reported his famous family background.

But in exchange, it turned out to be a loud slap in the face.

Immediately afterwards, the little boy stabbed one after another, as if he was playing around, and didn't care about his feelings at all.

Wang Jiajun was crying and talking about what happened just now, feeling aggrieved like an abandoned child.

"Hey, interesting." Wei Qiu didn't pay attention to Wang Jiajun's bloody story, but became a little interested in this person's identity.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Wei Qiu's wicked smile, Wang Jiajun's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"These are all your servants?" Wei Qiu pointed at the people lying on the ground, and suddenly grinned: "Listen to me, all of you."

"Go back and tell your Wang family that Wang Jiajun is in the hands of Ghost Sword Wei Qiu."

"Let the members of the Wang family spread the news that the Evil Resisting Sword Manual is harmful to the world. I, Wei Qiu, will take the Evil Resisting Sword Manual to Shaolin Temple and hand it over to Shaolin Temple for safekeeping."

"If anyone wants the sword manual, do so as soon as possible!"