Therefore, this time the quenching is still very ordinary in the eyes of the fat old man.

Shiraishi picked up the sword body from the cold snow water and put it in his hand, Shiraishi silently closed his eyes and sighed softly.

I can’t bear to look at it directly! Not only is the sword uneven and not straight enough, but the appearance of potholes is simply a burning stick used to burn fire, black and crooked.

This was too far from the first forge, and it was completely inconsistent with the sword he had in mind.

“You kid deliberately reduced the weight a few times, if it doesn’t become like this, what else can it become?”

The fat old man hit the nail on the head and saw the problem that appeared on Shiraishi’s body

Shiraishi touched his head meaninglessly, indeed he stopped after the sword embryo was formed, and did not repeatedly temper to remove the impurities in the iron, not to mention that the broken pig iron contained more impurities, and the impurities in the sword embryo expanded and twisted during quenching. For various reasons, it led to the failure of quenching.

“Give, no need to save deliberately.”

The fat old man threw a piece of pig iron weighing tens of pounds with one hand when he spoke, and for a while he was scared that Shiraishi immediately threw away the burning stick in his hand and caught the pig iron flying over.

Shocked, Shiraishi said a little scoundrelly: “Boss, you can’t be normal, and this thing is not counted in the salary.” ”

“Stinky boy, Lao Tzu kindly gave you a piece of pig iron and dared to scold me for being abnormal!”

In an instant, the fat old man’s face was almost crooked, and he rolled up his sleeves and gestured to grab Shiraishi. At this time, which white stone’s body has been strengthened, but holding a piece of pig iron on his body can not run at all, he can only let the fat old man not catch it in front of him, why doesn’t white stone throw pig iron? It’s not that I’m afraid that the fat old man will regret it, after all, a piece of pig iron tops his salary for nearly two months.

Don’t think that Shiraishi’s labor is cheap, in this era it is already very good to have food to eat, let alone salary, which is even more difficult to luxury.

When the fat old man couldn’t run, Shiraishi in front of him also stopped, turned around and bowed to the fat old man, and said with sincerity.

“Sorry boss! I shouldn’t misinterpret what you mean, as a reward I will work well tomorrow!! ”

“What do you say…. Is it? I didn’t listen….. Hear, you re….. Get closer to the point. ”

The fat old man said breathlessly, his chest heaving without moving, if it weren’t for the fear of really him off, Shiraishi estimated that he would run now with pig iron in his hands.

“You promise not to hit me!!!”

“I promise!!”

“Good!”

….

“Remember to engrave that pattern.”

After a burst of chicken flying dogs, the fat old man walked out of the blacksmith shop satisfied, leaving a pile of pig iron white stones in front of him.

Shiraishi stared at the pig iron at his feet and smiled bitterly: “Just think of it as exercise, it’s really still an iron rooster.” ”

As a reward for pig iron, the fat old man asked Shiraishi to forge other pieces of iron as well, but this was only a day’s work for Shiraishi.

But

“It seems that the fat old man is still good.”

Temporarily putting down the pig iron matter, Shiraishi took the pig iron thrown by the fat old man, put it in the fire with an iron clamp, and put the fire stick in again.

Molten iron is injected into the sword mold, taken out, pounded, the sword embryo is formed, quenched, and forged for the third time, Shiraishi takes far more time than the previous two, and most of this time is spent pounding in order to remove impurities from the sword embryo.

The sound of sizzling sounded, the snow water turned into white smoke and rose, and when the quenching was over, Shiraishi took out the sword and put it in his hand to look at it carefully.

From the surface of the sword body alone, straight and straight, this sword is much better than the first iron sword he used, when Shiraishi holds the sword, the weight of the hand is heavy, the sword almost escapes, compared to before, the weight of this sword is far more than the iron sword.

“Let’s get started.”

Shiraishi looked at the sword in his hand, thinking about it or deciding to open this sword, after all, this time the sword casting is still relatively successful, even if it is a sword created in the smithy, the quality cannot be compared with his own.

Opening the blade is to polish the tip of the sword, only by sharpening it, that is, it is a real sword, the blade that breaks the enemy! And the previous iron sword was only cultivation, and there was no other use except cultivation.

Now that he had decided to open the front, Shiraishi took the millstone and polished it.

Kai Feng, also known as Kai Feng, will only destroy a good sword.

When the sword is calcined, the iron or steel on the surface will oxidize or have a high carbon content, which will become brittle and not hard enough. The opening that Shiraishi makes is to grind these away at the knife edge, so that the steel part is exposed, so that it will be sharper.

After spending half a day, after the opening was completed, Shiraishi’s fingers gently flicked the sword body, and the crisp echo was like a heavenly sound into his ears.

Feeling the sharpness of the hand, Shiraishi smiled, and suddenly, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand and swinging the sword strike, the power surged, and the sword body turned into a cold light explosion.

The success of forging the sword gave him a more intuitive understanding of the sword, and through this, his understanding of kendo was also invisibly improved.

“Sting!”

The sword flashed, and the pig iron lying in the corner actually broke instantly, the section was as smooth as a mirror, but there was no gap on the blade, such an effect far exceeded Shiraishi’s expectations.

“What a good name.”

Shiraishi’s two fingers gently stroked across the sword body, the sword was 2 feet 1 inch long, the sword body was cast in pig iron and cast with dazzling cold light, and the hilt was a black dragon-shaped pattern, which looked extremely majestic.

A thought flashed through Shiraishi’s mind, staring deeply at the sword in his hand, and read it softly.

“It’s called the dragon slash,” he said

At that moment, Shiraishi had a rare illusion, and the sword in his hand seemed to have a soul here, and a cold light shone on Shiraishi’s face under the refraction of the sun.

Just got the dragon chopping, Shiraishi suddenly wanted to try the war dragon in his hand on a whim, but the blacksmith shop was not a place to practice swords, with that feeling, holding the slashing dragon in his hand, Bai Shi flashed out like a sword, extremely fast, rushed to the place where it often broke, drew the sword, grasped that feeling, and immediately cultivated when he took the task.

Over and over again, the movements in the shadows became clearer and clearer in Shiraishi’s mind.

After eight hundred swings, there was not much strength left, and Bai Shi did not stop and continued to cultivate.

Repeatedly, as if he did not know the tiredness, until the sun set in the west and night fell, and the bright moon quietly rose into the sky.

“Stabbing !!!”

Another sword stabbed out, and a clear sword light stabbed forward. The boulder that tore through the air and was several times higher than Shiraishi was pierced by Shiraishi’s blow.

“Ding! Completed [Mission] ・Spike 1,000 times! Earn 0.12% XP! ”

“Ding! 【Jorakol Mihawk】Template, 3.72% unlocked! Current Level: Getting Started! ”

“Whew~~!”

Shiraishi put his hand down, and now he is only more than ten points of experience from the next stage, but from the perspective of the current attack, even in the face of some powerful magic guides, Shiraishi has the power to fight


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