Su Yiwen Lingzhao

Soon, the masters of Jianjian Workshop were alarmed and rushed over one after another.

Knowing the ins and outs of the matter, the masters couldn't help shaking their heads and laughing, treating the matter as a farce.

No one took it seriously.

A young man, even if he knows some sword-making skills, can he smash the signboard of this sword-making workshop?

Someone went to persuade Wang Tianyang, saying: "Old Wang, calm down, young people are ignorant, why should you take it too seriously? In your capacity, if you care about these things, you will lose your grace."

Wang Tianyang said angrily: "Fair ass, the old man has been eating, drinking, whoring and gambling since he was a child, and acted rashly. Is he the kind of person who talks about demeanor? Just look at me honestly!"

He came to the stove, picked up the tongs, and while adding charcoal to the fire, he said loudly, "That Su, come and smash the scene, let me open my eyes!"

All the swordsmiths laughed wryly, and they all knew that Wang Tianyang had such a stubborn temper.

"Young man, since you are Young Master Huang's friend, if you want to forge a sword, I will do it for you, why bother getting angry with Mr. Wang?"

Someone kindly reminded Su Yi, "Quickly apologize to Mr. Wang, and forget about it."

Su Yi said in a casual tone: "I came here to forge swords this time, but I don't have time to get angry with an irrelevant person."

So saying, he came to the stove.

There is a huge copper table with a variety of refining tools placed on it.

"You put those sword casting materials here."

Su Yi looked at the servants and ordered.

Witnessing this scene, those craftsmen frowned, quite displeased, why is this young man so ignorant?

However, due to Huang Ganjun's face, they did not speak ill of each other, otherwise, they would have kicked Su Yi out long ago.

A craftsman looked at Huang Qianjun and complained: "Young Master Huang, who is your friend? You are young and have a serious temper!"

Huang Qianjun was troubled in his heart, and he said angrily, "Where is there so much nonsense? I, Brother Su, can do it or not, you can see it or not?"

The masters didn't dare to talk back, but they just looked at Su Yi with growing dissatisfaction.

"Since Young Master Huang said so, let's see the demeanor of this little friend!"

One person snorted coldly.

The others also had the mentality of watching the excitement, intending to watch Su Yi make a fool of himself.

As the boy put all kinds of sword casting materials in order, Su Yi also started to act.

Just forging a mortal sword, it won't trouble him at all.

First put six or seven kinds of materials into the furnace one by one, and then told Wang Tianyang:

"The firepower is increasing, and I will stop as soon as I say."

Everyone was stunned for a while, this kid is really rude, he actually provoked Mr. Wang just like that!

Wang Tianyang's cheeks twitched violently. He suppressed the boiling anger in his heart and kept adding charcoal fire and some materials that could help increase the heat.

After a full quarter of an hour.

Su Yi casually sprinkled a handful of Chiyang copper powder into the furnace, and ordered again, "Continue to increase the firepower."

Wang Tianyang grimaced and did as he did without saying a word.

He held a breath in his heart, and planned to vent it on Su Yi when Su Yi made a mistake in casting the sword.

In the following time, Su Yi would throw a sword casting material from time to time, and instruct Wang Tianyang to control the fire, as if he really regarded the latter as a fire maker.

That scene made the other craftsmen very uncomfortable, thinking that Su Yi was too arrogant and arrogant.

However, Huang Qianjun was filled with anticipation.

He could see that Su Yi was calm and composed when casting the sword, obviously full of confidence!

"The worst result is that the sword forged by Brother Su is not as good as that made by Mr. Wang himself, but as long as it succeeds, it will not lose face. This is enough."

Thinking of this, Huang Qianjun became more and more relaxed.

"Intensify the firepower."

"Not enough, continue."

"Grow it bigger."

...In the following time, only the voice of Su Yi instructing Wang Tianyang to light the fire kept ringing.

Wang Tianyang's complexion became more and more ugly, his nose gasped and breathed out, white smoke came out from his bald head, and he felt a dull pain.

Huang Qianjun and the swordsmiths also had different expressions.

Until half an hour later, the fire wave of the furnace was tumbling, and the heat flow in the room seemed to be boiling, making people feel like they were in a lava volcano.

Everyone was sweating profusely, and their clothes were soaked.

On the bald forehead of Wang Tianyang, who was closest, sweat flowed like a river, and his dark cheeks were flushed.

A master swordsmith like him could hardly bear it.

At this moment, Su Yi took out the red gold ring with purple patterns and threw it into the furnace.

boom!

Tongues of fire swept across, bursting out dazzling light.

Visible to the naked eye, the ring melted little by little, turning into traces of lavender crystal juice.

Without hesitation, Su Yi poured the prepared five catties of black ice water into the furnace.

As soon as the cold water came into contact with the boiling furnace, a cloud of water mist burst out with a hissing sound, filling the entire room in an instant.

Everyone's vision became blurred, and they all retreated subconsciously, lest they be touched by the scorching water mist.

Until half a sound, Wang Tianyang's angry voice sounded in the mist:

"The way of quenching fire and refining swords, there is no way to pour black ice water into the furnace! This is the first time I have seen such a nonsense sword-making method!"

There is disdain, anger, and questioning.

Those refining masters were also very speechless.

They have practiced swords all the year round, and they have never seen anyone do it like Su Yi, they are completely blind!

Soon, the heat wave and mist in the room gradually faded away.

People's vision regained clarity.

It was as if Wang Tianyang's eyebrows and beard had been burned off, his thinning hair was gone, and his whole head was bald, like a red-hot marinated egg.

He was furious and gritted his teeth.

Looking at Su Yi again, his expression was calm and focused. He held a pair of iron tongs and a rough sword embryo in his hand, and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

The whole body of the sword embryo is dark, with a hint of purple luster faintly, other than that, there is nothing special about it.

"This sword embryo looks pretty good..."

A craftsman said in surprise.

Another person said: "It's just a sword embryo. It depends on whether it can withstand the temper. I don't believe that such a crude sword embryo can make such a good sword."

"A sword must not be lacking in texture and sharpness. Since this little friend is a troublemaker, he should be able to refine a good sword!"

Someone laughed and deliberately fanned the flames.

"These guys are obviously planning to see a joke!"

Huang Qianjun sneered in his heart, he didn't say anything, and he didn't know who was laughing at whom in the end.

Su Yi put the sword embryo on the thick iron platform, held a huge hammer in his right hand, and struck it down.

clang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and there was no end to the shock.

Everyone's eardrums buzzed, and they couldn't help showing strange colors. This kid is quite strong, a 100-jin hammer is as light as a feather in his hand, like an arm.

At this time, Wang Tianyang's eyes were fixed on Su Yi's movements, waiting for Su Yi to make a fool of himself...

clang! clang! clang!

The sound of hammering iron came and went, reverberating throughout the room, and sparks bloomed under the hammer like fireworks, which was really beautiful.

Gradually, everyone noticed that something was wrong.

"What kind of technique is this? Just listening to the sound has a unique rhythm, like breathing, and looking at the sword embryo, it also flickers and flickers under the hammering, echoing each other from afar."

Not long after, a craftsman couldn't help saying.

The other people also looked a little surprised, and they also clearly felt this situation.

Amidst the sparks flying, every hammering had a mysterious and unspeakable rhythm, and under the continuous hammering, the originally rough sword embryo quietly shrank, solidified, and changed...

"Could it be that this kid really has a unique secret skill in sword refining?"

The same thought appeared in the minds of these craftsmen, and their expressions became more serious.

Originally, they were annoyed at Su Yi's arrogance, and they were ready to speak. They planned to teach Su Yi a good lesson after Su Yi failed in sword refining, and let him know what it means to specialize in martial arts, and what is the price to pay for being overconfident. .

But now...

No one dared to think so.

As old people who have been making swords all the year round, how could they fail to see that Su Yi's sword-making skills are obviously extraordinary and comparable?

"Look, look!"

Huang Qianjun shouted with excitement, "I knew that Brother Su would be able to subdue these old guys with high-sighted eyes once he makes a move."

Those guys in Xinghuang Medical Center are a lesson from the past!

Huang Qianjun couldn't help looking at Wang Tianyang.

However, he saw this completely bald master swordsmith, dumbfounded at the moment, staring at Su Yi's movements, his dark cheeks fluctuated, and his chest was heaving and falling.

Obviously emotionally excited!

"Haha, hahaha, is Mr. Wang, a grumpy old prostitute, also confused?"

Huang Qianjun was so relieved that he almost laughed out loud.

In these years, he has never seen Wang Tianyang lose his composure like this!

This old guy is so arrogant that he doesn't even look down on his father Huang Yunchong, but now, it is very likely that he will be subdued by Brother Su again!

for a long time-

Clang!

A wisp of Qing Yue's sword chant resounded in the room.

In the ears of everyone, it was like a cool sound of heaven, and the whole body was shaken, and they all woke up from the chaotic thoughts.

Even Huang Qianjun's mind and eyes were attracted.

See you-

Su Yi held a black long sword two feet seven inches long and three fingers wide, with a clean body.

Although this sword is black, it has an ethereal and transparent texture, like the vast night, with blades on both sides of the sword, the edges are hidden but not exposed.

With the rotation of Su Yi's wrist, the black ink-like surface of this sword would occasionally flash a faint purple luster, adding a sense of illusion.

Full of spirituality.

"this…"

The faces of all the master craftsmen were moved, showing obsessive and fiery colors, what a good sword with natural spirituality!

Facing this sword, their proud hearts have been quietly subdued.

"This sword is by no means comparable to anything ordinary!"

Huang Ganjun's heart throbbed violently. When his eyes looked at the sword, he felt like being stabbed. How could he not be aware of the extraordinaryness of this sword?

hum!

At this time, Su Yi tapped lightly with his index finger, and the sword immediately burst into purple light, buzzing like a deep thunder, rolling in the room.

Seeing this, Su Yi nodded, showing a hint of satisfaction.

Although this sword is not a spiritual weapon, after being fused with the purple-patterned red gold, the sword body has a touch of spirituality, making this sword far beyond the sword in the ordinary sense, between ordinary and spiritual weapons!

"You... what kind of sword casting method are you using?"

At this time, Wang Tianyang, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke. His eyes were in a trance, a little lost, and he seemed overly shocked.

Su Yi glanced at the swordsmith, "Want to learn? I'll just teach you."

Wang Tianyang was shocked all over, and his eyes widened, seemingly unbelievable.

Then, his complexion continued to change drastically.

till the end—

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the famous swordsmith in Guangling City showed an expression of extreme shame.

He bowed deeply and bowed his head in salute:

"Young master's method is so ingenious, Wang bows down!"

"The son's heart is bright and bright, and Wang also bows to him!"

There is a sound of throwing the floor, and the room is silent.

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ps: The first chapter has been updated in advance, and the second update will be released around 4 pm.

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