I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

In the blacksmith's shop in Jiajia Town, a handsome man with bare arms and a hammer in his hand struck a red-hot long knife time and time again with a concentrated expression.

Who would have thought that this man who was forging iron was Duan Zhenghou, a well-known master craftsman in the world of cultivating immortals.

Back then, the reason why Duan Zhenghou stayed in the small town was more to pursue his beloved girl.

However, due to the agreement with Bu Fan not to be within ten meters of the blacksmith's shop, Duan Zhenghou could only wait in the blacksmith's shop, waiting for the person he likes to pass by.

During the waiting period, people often came to ask him to make some iron tools, and Duan Zhenghou felt helpless.

Thinking that his majestic master craftsman was reduced to helping mortals forge iron tools, how could this feel like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.

But Duan Zhenghou couldn't refuse.

After all, one of the conditions for staying in the small town is to help the people of the small town forge the iron tools they need.

For the person he likes, Duan Zhenghou can only forge iron tools as a master craftsman.

Not many people came to blacksmithing at the beginning.

until one day.

An old man with a wretched appearance actually solicited several big deals for him, Duan Zhenghou didn't know how to thank that man, but rather hated him.

But no matter what, the iron still has to be beaten.

Duan Zhenghou himself is a master craftsman. As for the worldly blacksmithing technique, in his opinion, there is no technical content at all, as long as he has hands.

But later, Duan Zhenghou gradually found out.

If there are no requirements for iron tools, it is indeed possible to forge them with hands, but it is not so easy to forge iron tools well.

You must know that what he usually forges are all materials for cultivating immortals.

And these materials for cultivating immortals are often many times harder than ordinary iron in the world, and it is easy to turn ordinary iron into slag if you don't pay attention.

Even forging with the secular way of forging iron is not as easy as imagined.

If you use too much force, the iron mold will become brittle.

The force is too light, and the iron tools are not strong enough.

There is also the heat, the temperature during the quenching process will cause various problems in the iron tools.

As the master of refining weapons in the world of cultivating immortals, Duan Zhenghou has his own arrogance.

Even if the thing he wants to build is an ordinary secular iron tool, he will not deal with it carelessly.

Therefore, without the need for spiritual power, Duan Zhenghou was submerged in it unconsciously, feeling the feeling of forging iron tools with physical strength, watching the iron tools take shape little by little.

several days in a row.

Duan Zhenghou unexpectedly discovered that his art of refining weapons had improved.

Moreover, Duan Zhenghou has also learned some methods of refining iron tools that have never been seen in the world of cultivating immortals during these days of forging iron tools with his own hands.

At this time.

Duan Zhenghou didn't react.

Perhaps, the gentleman asked him to stay here to forge iron.

Not only because the town lacks a blacksmith, but also to test him.

Because how could it be possible for a dignified craftsman to help mortals forge iron tools, if he were an ordinary monk, he would have left long ago.

And if he had left because of this, he would have missed this opportunity in vain, and his art of refining weapons would not have improved.

Thinking of this, Duan Zhenghou felt more and more that that person was unfathomable.

Not only because the other party taught him the art of refining weapons, but also because the other party's skill in refining weapons is superb, ordinary iron can also be forged into a Xuantian Lingbao.

How terrifying is the other party's refining technique?

While Duan Zhenghou was shocked, he was also a little excited.

You must know that he has stayed in the art of refining for a long time, and now he can improve the art of refining, how can Duan Zhenghou give up easily.

Afterwards, Duan Zhenghou forgot about the person he admired, and devoted himself to helping others make iron tools in the blacksmith shop.

……

"Old Duan, is the sword that I asked you last time ready?"

Suddenly, a very heroic voice came from outside.

Duan Zhenghou didn't pay attention to the voice, holding the hammer in his hand, his expression was still focused, and he struck the long knife again and again.

Song Laizi didn't care too much, and said in a low voice to Linghebian, the little beggar who joined the Escort some time ago:

"There are stools over there, let's go and sit down!!"

Ling Hebian nodded, and sat down at a wooden table with Song Laizi, watching Duan Zheng waiting for the blacksmith.

Originally, Linghe was cleaning the yard at the security guard, but Song Laizi asked him to come out more, so he led him to this blacksmith shop.

"The weapons produced by this old section are not bad, at least better than those in the county town, but much worse than our mayor's craftsmanship!"

Song Laizi sighed.

"Will our mayor also forge iron?"

Linghebian has heard about the mayor from Song Laizi.

"Of course, every iron tool in the small town is made by the mayor himself. Unfortunately, I didn't have a good relationship with the mayor, so I didn't ask the mayor to help me build one. When I want it, the mayor It has already washed its hands."

Song Laizi sighed, he could only blame him for being young and energetic.

Ling Hebian became even more curious about the mayor.

Because in the past few days, he had heard too many stories about the mayor, from becoming the mayor of Fufu Village to later becoming the mayor of the small town.

Turn a poor and backward small village into a wealthy town today.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Suddenly, the sound of blacksmithing brought back Ling Hebian's thoughts,

Ling He quietly watched Duan Zheng waiting to forge the iron, and every time he struck, it seemed like a musical note was reflected in his brain.

"Tear!"

At this time, Duan Zhenghou quickly used iron clamps to pick up the bright red long knife and put it into the sink beside him, wisps of white air suddenly came out.

Ling Hebian came back to his senses.

Looking at the handsome man in front of him, he couldn't imagine that this man, who looked like a rich young master, would be a blacksmith.

"The weapons you want are all in the back room, go get them yourself!"

Duan Zhenghou wiped the sweat from his face with the yellowed cloth hanging around his neck, and he didn't dislike the dirty and wet cloth in his hands at all.

Song Laizi was not polite, and asked Ling Hebian to enter the back room with him, and took out six weapons, only one of which was a sword, and the rest were long knives.

After that, Song Laizi talked to Duan Zhenghou for a while, and then left the blacksmith shop with Ling Hebian.

Along the way, Ling Hebian held the long knife in his arms and did not speak.

In fact, he has a secret, that is, whenever he sees something, a figure will unconsciously pop up in his mind to practice there.

In the Escort Bureau, he only needs to watch the people in the Escort Bureau practice martial arts once, and he can remember them in his mind, and he can even practice the martial arts later on.

At first, Ling Hebian was still a little scared, worried that others would regard him as a monster, so he buried it in his heart.

Later, I gradually got used to it.

And just now, he saw the owner of the blacksmith shop blacksmithing, and there was a figure in his mind blacksmithing over and over again.

"What's the matter? Do you want a weapon too, but it won't be available until you grow up!"

Seeing what Ling Hebian was thinking there, Song Laizi on the side thought that Ling Hebian also wanted to have a weapon, so he immediately laughed.

"Ok!"

Ling He scratched his head and smiled.