Xuan Hu Ji Shi: Is it reasonable for a doctor to practice martial arts?

Chapter 111 Forging the Sword Personally
"Boy, what kind of sword do you want?"

The next day, Ou Yezi called You Fang up early.

Since he promised to forge swords for You Fang, Ou Yezi would not break his promise.

And he hasn't really devoted himself to forging a peerless sword for a long time.

For a master swordsmith like Ou Yezi, the forging of ordinary swords naturally does not require his help.

Under the Sword Forging Villa, there are many swordsmiths who can complete this task.

The last time Ou Yezi made a sword was to celebrate the birthday of an old friend.

"Junior wants it."

You Fang began to outline a blueprint for Ou Yezi according to his own ideas.

His thoughts mainly come from the memory of his previous life.

Probably, borrow a piece from the east and borrow a piece from the west.

Piece together what looks like a sword.

"Go, go, you kid, you think this is a wishing fountain."

The more Ou Yezi heard it, the darker his face became.

Sure enough, laymen should not be allowed to intervene in this sword casting.

Ou Yezi had previously made swords entirely based on his own mood.

Never give others a chance to interfere.

If it weren't for the fact that You Fang helped him and was a junior, Ou Yezi wouldn't have asked this question.

Now it seems that I shouldn't have asked.

"Pfft-"

Lan Zhixin laughed from the side.

It was the first time for her to see such a "cute" side of You Fang.

You Fang touched his nose in embarrassment. It was obviously the other party who asked him to put forward his idea.

As a result, he said it and fixed it again.

What about the number one swordsmith in the middle of Sichuan, this little thing can't be done well!
You Fang naturally didn't know the way of making swords.

The sword casting process he knew was nothing more than inputting materials, selecting design drawings and waiting for the text to be read.

Ou Yezi shook his head and took everyone to his exclusive forging room.

The forging room is very large and has all kinds of facilities and equipment.

Stoves, hammers, files, iron piers, etc. were scattered all over the place.

It can be seen that Ou Yezi is not a person who pays much attention to the working environment.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter his forging room, even his children.

Because there are Ou Yezi's treasures here.

"Most of the weapons are still unopened."

In the warehouse, the first thing that catches the eye is a pile of rough weapons made by Ou Yezi on weekdays.

Almost all are unopened, and some are even just hammered out models.

In addition to these rough weapons, there are many ores in the warehouse that you can't name.

What can be stored here by Ou Yezi should not be ordinary copper and iron ores.

"Boy, although I promised to open a furnace to forge swords for you, you have to pay for the materials yourself."

"Have you brought enough money?"

Ou Yezi turned around and asked.

"Uh"

You Fang got stuck for a moment and touched his wallet.

Although he was richer than ordinary people, but it was not enough to make swords.

"Senior, please don't worry, I will pay for him."

"Senior, just use the best materials."

Lan Zhixin seemed to have seen You Fang's hesitation, and stepped forward.

"Little girl, you are very serious. Do you know how much my piece of black gold meteorite iron costs?"

Ou Yezi picked up a piece of dark ore.

"Although I don't know the price of this black gold meteorite, I think it should be enough."

Lan Zhixin had an extra jade tablet in her hand, it was a jade tablet carved from black-bone chicken jadeite.

This black-bone jadeite alone is worth a lot of money, not to mention the lifelike carving technique.

On the jade tablet, there is a familiar symbol of You Fang.

That is the largest bank in the Dagan Dynasty, the symbol of Datong Bank.

"Okay, okay, you are so lucky."

Ou Yezi laughed, and threw the black gold meteorite to You Fang.

You Fang caught it subconsciously, and then his arms sank down.

"What a heavy ore."

You Fang looked surprised. If it had been anyone else, he might have fallen to the ground.

But what You Fang wanted to know most was not how valuable the ore was, but what the jade tablet that Lan Zhixin took out was.

"What are you? A VIP of Chase Bank?"

You Fang's words made Lan Zhixin look confused.

"What skin?"

"Does this jade card symbolize that you have saved a lot of money in Datong Bank?"

You Fang changed to a simpler rhetoric.

"almost"

Lan Zhixin thought that You Fang wanted to ask something, but it turned out to be this.

"hiss!"

You Fang took a breath of air.

Although he knew that Lan Zhixin had a high status in the Five Immortals Sect, but he never expected it to be so high.

Wealthy.

Vaguely, You Fang seemed to see the Buddha's light behind Lan Zhixin's head.

That is the golden Buddha light.

"Don't look at me that way."

Lan Zhixin was flabbergasted by You Fang's look, so she kicked her angrily.

Unknowingly, the relationship between Lan Zhixin and You Fang has reached this level.

"Come on, boy, come and blow the bellows for me."

Ou Yezi selected some more accessories, and then kicked You Fang's ass.

"I?"

"Don't you want your Excalibur?"

"All right."

"Brat, haven't you eaten?"

Ou Yezi's roar came from in front of the stove.

You Fang, who was struggling to pull the bellows, quickly rolled up his sleeves and fucked hard.

This work of pulling bellows is not something ordinary people can do.

Sustained strength is much more difficult than pulling iron.

Especially with the high temperature brought by the stove, sweat dripped like raindrops.

You Fang's cheeks were already covered with iron filings and soot, and his whole body seemed to have crawled out of a mountain of coal.

Hurrah, Dangdang.

You Fang and Ou Yezi were the only two people left in the entire forging room, and the rhythmic beating sounds and the whirring sound from the bellows harmoniously played a "beautiful" movement.

Ou Yezi never likes to give up halfway unless it's just a practice in his spare time when forging swords.

Forging this kind of thing naturally has to be done from beginning to end.

As the sun sets, the forge room is still filled with flames.

Fu Tianqi and Lan Zhixin also visited on the way, but they were quickly yelled away by Ou Yezi.

Ou Yezi, who entered the working state, was so imposing that it was impossible to compete.

It's not that Ou Yezi has some secret skills that are not visible to others, but that Ou Yezi is not used to having "idle people" around to influence him to forge swords.

Even if it is You Fang, it is because he is the owner of the sword that was forged this time, and he is also the work of the fire worker boy.

That's why they were left in the forging room.

One day, two days.

Three days passed without knowing it.

If it weren't for the tall and straight figures of You Fang and Ou Yezi in the forging room, Ou Yezi's roar could still be heard from time to time.

Both Fu Tianqi and Lan Zhixin thought that the two died inside.

In the past three days, You Fang and Ou Yezi spent almost all of their time in the forging room.

[Name]: You Fang
【Age】: 18
[Talent]: Birthday gift
[Realm]: Innate, half a step into the sea of ​​suffering

[Mastery]: Shen Zhao Jing (comprehensive), dividing muscles and bones, hand (slightly successful +), medical skills (proficient), poison skills (proficient at ease), sword-making skills (slightly successful +), Yi Yang Finger (outstanding) , Silver Thread Crossing the Void (slightly small success +), Four Seasons Swordsmanship (proficient in everything). 【Good deeds】：1237
In the past three days, You Fang has been trained by Ou Yezi.

With a small degree of success in sword-making, even within the Sword-Forging Villa, one can be said to have broken away from the most junior apprentice.

It's enough to get a salary.

"Boy, use your energy to add fire!"

Ou Yezi yelled.

"Yes, senior!"

The white clothes on You Fang had already been dyed black.

The flames on the hearth danced, and a sword embryo in the flames had begun to take shape.

Shenzhao Jing Zhigang to Yang is the guarantee for You Fang along the way.

Now that the stage has been changed, it is still shining.

The Divine Sword has now reached the quenching process.

Under the urging of You Fang Shen Zhao Jing, the flames of the stove boiled instantly, and the temperature suddenly soared.

A moment later, Ou Yezi pulled out the sword embryo and plunged it into the cold pool of Tianshan Mountain beside him.

chi chi chi-

Along with a heart-wrenching sound, bursts of smoke rose from the water.

Before You Fang could take a breath, Ou Yezi also picked up the rapidly cooling sword body from the cold pool.

"Go on! Pull the bellows!"

Ou Yezi threw the sword directly into the furnace without even looking at it.

Hearing this, You Fang sighed, grabbed the handle of the bellows and started working.

It's really not something ordinary people can do to attack Ou Yezi.

Working next to the stove for three days in a row was a great test of physical strength and true energy.

Only an inhuman guy like You Fang could stand up to Ou Yezi's orders.

If it weren't for his divine sword, You Fang would have run away long ago.

This work is really not done by humans.

This quenching process alone lasted nearly a night.

It wasn't until dawn that Yu Fang was allowed a chance to rest.

The sword body has already entered the stage of tempering, so there is no need for You Fang to ignite the flames of the furnace with the true energy of the Divine Illumination Sutra.

After placing the sword body in the furnace and continuing to forge it, Ou Yezi came to you.

"Boy, are you interested in learning how to forge swords with me? I think you are quite talented in this area."

Ou Yezi looked at You Fangdao.

The clothes on You Fang's body were tightly fitted to the surface of the skin, outlining a perfect figure with ribs and tendons.

Such muscle, such brute force, is a good material for dry casting swords.

Moreover, Ou Yezi had discovered You Fang's talent in making swords before.

What he explained, he only needs to demonstrate it once and he can learn it.

When I started to do it myself, I became more and more proficient.

He is even more skilled than the firework boys arranged by the owner.

With such a talent, it would be a pity not to swing the hammer with him.

"Senior Ou Yezi was joking, but I still think practicing medicine is more suitable for me."

You Fang sneered and declined Ou Yezi's kindness.

As a swordsmith, you have to work with iron all day long, and you also have to work for others.

He is not interested in this kind of "blessing".

What's more, there is no good deeds in forging swords for others.

"That's a shame"

Ou Yezi shook his head and said nothing more.

He had already remembered that You Fang was a famous little genius doctor in the north.

If you ask You Fang to switch to a swordsmith, the other party will naturally not be willing.

It's a pity that You Fang's tendons and talents are missing.

He has been looking for such a good seed for a long time.

"It's done! It's finally done!"

The next day, the morning glow rose.

Fu Tianqi and Lan Zhixin, who came outside the forging room to see what happened, heard Ou Yezi's excited shouts.

The two quickly pushed open the door and entered.

I saw a cold sword facing the door.

"Boy, go on!"

Ou Yezi threw the sword, and You Fang's wrist flipped around like a dragon.

Accurately caught the sword that he participated in the whole process of casting.

Ou Yezi came to the warehouse and took a handful of unopened semi-finished products.

Then he went outside, aimed at the long sword in You Fang's hand and swung it down.

Keng——

There was only a sound of gold and iron clanging, and the long sword in Ou Yezi's hand suddenly broke.

Looking at the gap, it is very neat.

"Good sword!"

Lan Zhixin sighed in admiration from the heart.

Blow hair and break hair, cut iron like mud.

He is indeed the best swordsmith in Shu. He can forge such a sword in just four days.

"Boy, come with me!"

Ou Yezi also looked very excited.

This divine sword brought his sword-making skills to a higher level.

Excalibur still has one final step to go.

For ordinary swords, the final step is shaping and trimming.

Remove rust and impurities left on the sword body during casting by grinding or the like.

But You Fang's divine sword is different, the whole body of the blue light sword looks like a natural thing.

Getting it right in one step no longer requires repairs the day after tomorrow.

"Boy! This sword of yours can only be regarded as a famous sword at present, not a divine sword."

"Do you know what the problem is?"

Coming outside the forging room, bursts of sunlight shone on the sword in You Fang's hand.

Ou Yezi asked with a big smile.

"Juniors are stupid, please ask seniors to clarify their doubts."

It was about his own sword, so Yu Fang naturally listened very seriously.

"The divine sword has a soul, but your sword is missing the most critical soul."

Ou Yezi pulled You Fang's hand, and then cut You Fang's finger with the blade of the sword.

A trace of blood turned into a bloody red dragon wandering around the sword.

The Shenzhao in You Fang's body healed his wounds by the true qi, but was stopped by You Fang abruptly.

This is the last step in the birth of the divine sword, but a little blood is nothing.

Fortunately, Shenjian was also very sensible and did not suck his master dry.

It just absorbed a part of the essence and blood, and with You Fang Shen Zhao Jing's attainments, he could just replenish it by eating more blood food.

The divine sword that absorbed You Fang's blood was humming slightly, and You Fang seemed to feel that the divine sword in his hand was greeting him.

You Fang turned forward and thrust forward.

The violent zhenqi stirred forward, making an astonishing movement like an earth dragon turning over.

Then the sword's power suddenly changed, like the scorching sun burning the river and boiling the sea.

"This brat, my beautiful courtyard has been messed up by him!"

Ou Yezi's complexion was not good, but You Fang suffered from the flowers and plants in the yard on the spur of the moment.

Hearing this, You Fang, who was in high spirits, stopped his sword in embarrassment.

"Sorry, senior! I'm just a little excited."

You Fang touched his nose. The messy yard was all his work.

"Forget it, anyway, I've been annoyed at seeing these sweet-scented osmanthus trees. I shoveled them back and replaced them with peach blossoms, so I can prosper myself."

Seeing this, Ou Yezi didn't blame You Fang either.

He could understand You Fang's current mood.

"Senior, my sword should be considered spiritual now, right?"

"...It's still far away, brat."

(End of this chapter)