God of War God

Chapter 98
Seeing this dilapidated place, Lu Wushuang jumped out of the carriage and asked in surprise:
"Brother Yunfeng, you said that weapons are made here? Can such a dilapidated place also make magical weapons?"

A rickety blacksmith in his 50s was wielding a scythe. A huge anvil was lying across the front of the house. Some farm tools were piled up messily in the house. Several tons of iron and coal were stored in the corner of the house. The cowhide on the huge bellows was as black as black. Mo, the old blacksmith looked up at Lu Wushuang with his red eyes, but said calmly:

"The little girl is right. This is not a place for making magical weapons, but for making agricultural tools. You can find plowshares or sickles here, and you can choose whatever you want."

Chen Yunfeng and Cheng Ying jumped off the carriage one after another, looked at the blacksmith Chen Yunfeng in front of them and said with a smile:

"Hehehehe Feng Tiejiang, this real person does not show his appearance, and his appearance is not real. Wait a moment, Yingmei, you will perform the best set of martial arts. Your master was in a hurry this morning, and I forgot it in a hurry. , otherwise I should have sent him here to take a look."

Cheng Ying didn't know why, but Chen Yunfeng knew that the person in front of him was Feng Mofeng, Huang Yaoshi's former youngest disciple, who was also Cheng Ying's junior brother. He actually wanted to tell Huang Yaoshi that his disciple was nearby last night, but when he thought that he had something to do Ask Feng Mofeng to help, if Huang Yaoshi takes him away, it will be a big trouble for him to do it alone, so the calculating Chen Yunfeng pretends to forget it.

Seeing Chen Yunfeng's gesture, Cheng Ying handed the jade flute to Chen Yunfeng even though she didn't understand what it meant, and she held a set of Luoying Excalibur outside the blacksmith's shop to make the wind rise;
At first, Blacksmith Feng didn't know why Chen Yunfeng asked a girl to practice martial arts in front of the blacksmith's shop, but as Cheng Ying's Luoying Excalibur palm continued to unfold, the hammer in his hand trembled and placed on the anvil.

A set of palm techniques continued like colorful fallen leaves. When Cheng Ying finished the work, Feng Tiejiang's eyes were blurred with tears, and a string of teardrops dripped down on the hot iron on his iron tongs, bursts of water mist Chirping and rising from above.

"Brother Yunfeng, why is this blacksmith crying?" Lu Wushuang asked in a low voice standing beside Chen Yunfeng.

Chen Yunfeng walked into the blacksmith shop, waved a saw and sickle, looked at Feng Mofeng and said:
"Are you familiar with this set of martial arts? The girl in front of you is a close disciple of Huang Yaoshi on Taohua Island. Last night, Island Master Huang was nearby. Unfortunately, he had to leave early in the morning. I didn't realize you were here until later. I wanted to find you by the way." Just helping out."

"Is he, the old man, in good health?" Feng Mofeng asked in a deep voice, wiping away his tears with the lapel of his clothes.

"I think it's better for you to ask your junior sister. I'm still an outsider now, and I don't want to interfere with your Peach Blossom Island affairs." Chen Yunfeng said calmly after recruiting Chengying.

Cheng Ying stood next to Chen Yunfeng suspiciously and looked at Feng Mofeng. Feng Mofeng looked at Cheng Ying excitedly. Seeing her doubts on her face, he took out a piece of red-hot iron from the furnace, and shook the hammer in his hand. beat up.

As soon as he hit the iron suddenly, Cheng Ying looked over, and her heart was shaken at this sight, because the direction and strength of the blacksmith's strike were exactly the same as the Luoying Excalibur Palm she had just now, even the angle and strength of the blacksmith's strike More proficient and comfortable than her.

"His surname is Feng." Chen Yunfeng folded his hands and said in a low voice.

"Senior brother Feng Feng, are you the little brother Feng?" Cheng Ying stepped forward and asked excitedly.

"I'm Feng Meifeng, master, is he okay?" Feng Mingfeng turned his head to look at Cheng Ying and asked again with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, I've been thinking about you all the time. Master has long wanted you to go back, but he has never been able to find you." Cheng Ying looked at the old and downcast senior brother and said.

Chen Yunfeng led Lu Wushuang out of the door, and let the brothers and sisters have a good chat, then he and Lu Wushuang peeled melon seeds on the shaft of the carriage and started blowing.

It didn't take long before Cheng Ying and Feng Meifeng came out, and Feng Meifeng said excitedly when they came to the carriage:

"I, Feng Mingfeng, finally got news of my master. Thanks to Chen Shaoxia who brought my junior sister over. I heard from my junior sister that Shaoxia needs me to build a weapon. I don't know what kind of weapon it is."

Chen Yunfeng grabbed the wooden box in the car, opened it, pointed to the tungsten alloy block inside, and said, "This thing needs extremely high temperature to melt. It feels refreshing."

Feng Meifeng picked up a piece of tungsten alloy, which was more than three times heavier than the iron block. He frowned and said:

"This thing is not ordinary iron. If I want to smelt and forge them into one piece, I won't be able to."

"It's okay, I can do it with the bellows." Chen Yunfeng said with a smile.

Feng Yanfeng glanced at the tall and tall Chen Yunfeng, seeing his confident appearance, he could only nod and said:

"As long as you can withstand the high temperature of the furnace, then I can forge it into what you want."

Chen Yunfeng smiled, and carried the wooden box into the blacksmith shop. He used to be a smelter, and the molten iron on the blast furnace was always [-] to [-] degrees, and a large amount of molten iron was poured out, and the surrounding temperature was as high as [-] to [-] degrees. It will be fine once you get used to it, not to mention blacksmithing in such an open place, he is not afraid even when he is an ordinary person, not to mention that under the effect of his special zhenqi now, he can get hot unless he jumps into the fire go inside.

Feng Maofeng added a thick layer of iron coal to the hearth, and looked at the weapon Chen Yunfeng was gesturing to him. Although he thought it was strange, he didn't ask any more questions. After a while, more than a dozen pieces of Wujin were thrown into the hearth. Standing aside, Feng turned around and threw his coat aside, wearing a set of close-fitting clothes, he began to pull the bellows.

Chen Yunfeng's arm strength is more than three thousand catties. Such a good blower is even stronger than the large blowers of the later generations. The fire began to heat up continuously, and the flames nearly one meter high made the air hotter and hotter. After a while, Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying, who originally wanted to watch the excitement, couldn't stand the high temperature and retreated outside.

The flames produced by the iron coal gradually softened the tungsten alloy that required extremely high temperatures to melt. Feng Mofeng stared closely at the fire, and at the moment when the metal turned red and began to turn white, he took out a piece from it and shouted loudly: " help"

Chen Yunfeng rushed to the anvil, picked up the sledgehammer, and began to beat the metal block with Feng Mofeng. As the metal continued to extend under the sledgehammer, Feng Mofeng took another piece from the fire and wrapped it in it and struck it. Burning red and beating back and forth, for a full half a day, more than a dozen pieces of tungsten alloy were beaten into an iron ingot.

After Feng Maofeng buried the iron ingot in the fire, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a bowl of cold water from the side and drank it, and said:

"The next step is to shape it. Looking at the young man's blacksmithing technique, he should have learned it for a while. You just need to help me stretch it into shape, and I will finish the final shape."

(End of this chapter)