Devour legacy

"very good;"

The old dragon didn't say much, just responded lightly, and then a white light flew out of Leng Yi's eyebrows, and turned into a thin book and slowly fell beside Leng Yi;

Leng Yi stretched out his hand to pick up the martial arts book and took a closer look, only to see two bold characters written on the cover——

"Frenzy"!

Looking at these two words, Leng Yi's heart trembled, and he roughly guessed what this martial art is based on these two words; afterward, he simply flipped through the content, and became more sure of his guess;

This is a sorcery of the monster clan; relying on the power of burning blood vessels to forcibly perfuse the muscles, the power of the body can rise to three small realms in a short period of time; the strength of the body can speed up the output efficiency of vitality, making Monster casters can fight across three small realms within ten breaths;

Although this method is not as brutal as "Bitter Art" and does not need to consume life energy, its danger is comparable to the latter; the price of forcibly stimulating the potential of the body is serious damage to the body;

Moreover, this kind of damage is the most terrifying irreversible damage;

That is to say, every time it is cast, no matter how it is treated, the strength of the recovered body will drop by one or two levels, and it will leave invisible dark wounds; and with the accumulation of dark wounds, the caster will become a disabled person sooner or later; [

"Although your bloodline is extremely tolerant, you don't have to worry about the pain of repulsion caused by people practicing demon methods; but no matter how strong your body is, it is far from a demon body;"

"Therefore, this method can only be used as an auxiliary martial art for you to use "Extreme Explosion", and cannot be fully used; otherwise, you will be destroyed on the spot if you are light, or you will be turned into flesh in an instant if you are serious; take care of it yourself;" the old man Long Shensheng exhorted, and then changed the topic:

"Don't look at it, let's talk about it after you get used to the third-order human hammer;"

"Now, go and strike the old man!"

"En;" Leng Yi nodded slowly, he understood what the old dragon meant, before formally practicing "Frenzy", the stronger the body, the less harmful it will be in the future;

Then, Leng Yi grabbed the half-hot and half-cold barbecue and devoured it hungrily, then stretched out his hand and opened the forging space and jumped in;

In front of the hot forging table, Leng Yi selected a machete with the simplest style from a pile of various steel knives, and then took the pliers to the pig iron, ready to clamp out the same weight of pig iron and put it into the oven;

Now that he has mastered the method of forging iron, and learning techniques such as quenching, annealing, and Xianfeng, it should not be difficult to make a large-mouthed machete; moreover, Yilitong, Wanlitong, and other types of knives are not based on the design principle, The shape and heat treatment technology are slightly different; when the basics are mastered, you will soon be able to master the making methods of other knives;

As for those subtle techniques such as the ratio quenching liquid, water-blood mixed annealing method, temperature-controlled normalizing and tempering method, it is not something that a blacksmith needs to consider, nor is it something that Leng Yi needs to consider;

Because, no matter how subtle those techniques are, they can only forge better ordinary soldiers, not magic soldiers;

After all, the magic soldiers used by monks focus on how to maximize their vitality and combat power, rather than how tough or sharp, and the higher the monk's cultivation level, the less he pays attention to the characteristics of ordinary soldiers;

On the contrary, many high-level magic soldiers are not tough and sharp in themselves, they can even be deformed in the hands of mortals; but in the hands of monks, they can easily split ten thousand catties of boulders, cut off fine iron and copper pillars ;

It can be said that although the French soldiers were born out of ordinary soldiers, they only retained their original original connotation, and were already fundamentally different from ordinary soldiers;

Because of this, what is required to become a blacksmith is a "qualified" blacksmith, not a "smelter" who can create the best ordinary soldiers;

"You trash! Have you thought about why the old man asked you to use the knife first?" [

However, when Leng Yi came to the oven, the old dragon's voice sounded again, his tone full of disdain and embarrassment;

Why?

Leng Yi was stunned for a moment, he really never thought about it, in his knowledge, a knife is the easiest weapon to forge, any blacksmith starts with a knife;

Is there any deeper meaning here?

"The knife is the courage of a hundred soldiers;"

Seeing that Leng Yi was silent, the old dragon slowly explained: "There is a saying in ordinary martial arts that 'practice martial arts first practice courage'; there is also a saying among monks that 'courage can defy the sky'; the guts begin;"

"If you don't understand what 'the courage of a hundred soldiers' is, even if you become a blacksmith, you will never be able to reach the pinnacle of the armored journey;"

"If you don't want to be just a blacksmith for the rest of your life, you should first understand what 'the courage of a hundred soldiers' is;"

Bingjia journey...

The courage of a hundred soldiers!

Leng Yi frowned and took a deep breath, then slowly put down the iron tongs and the pig iron block with a dignified expression;

The few short words of the old dragon gave Leng Yi a new understanding of forging, as if blacksmithing and forging were no longer a blunt and boring craft, but full of mystery like cultivation, and even performing a game full of lively life

Practice martial arts first and practice courage!

Be brave first...

The seemingly unconnected two seem to have an extremely subtle but extremely important connection;

Is this the so-called "most original original connotation"?

Leng Yi quickly grasped the key point, which is the only thing left in common between magic soldiers and ordinary soldiers; he had a hunch that if he could understand this key point, blacksmithing and even forging would be a matter of course;

Leng Yi stared at the machete on the forging table and fell into deep thought. He vaguely understood something, but he didn't quite understand it...

In this way, night and day come, and then go west;

Standing or sitting, or tossing and turning in the scorching hot forging space, without closing your eyes for a whole day and night, but still gaining nothing, until the thunderous grunt in your stomach interrupted your thinking;

"Forget it! Go eat first;"

Leng Yi touched his flat stomach, shook his sore head, and opened the forging space calmly, ready to go hunting;

He understands very well that "comprehension" is always a very subtle thing, and sometimes it will suddenly become clear in a flash of inspiration, and sometimes it may be impossible to comprehend why after a lifetime of hard thinking;

Instead of suffering, it is better to let nature take its course;

However, when Leng Yi picked up the hammer and was about to go out, he suddenly saw a wooden stick in the corner. It was a wooden stick that was removed from the cart that pulled the iron block. outside one is place;

stick...

Leng Yi frowned suddenly, as if thinking of something, put down the hammer and reached for the wooden stick, slowly gesticulating the stick technique he practiced when he was a child;

stick!

The ancestor of a hundred soldiers...

First the stick, then the knife!

Leng Yi suddenly remembered the records in the history books. In the primordial era when the world was first created, the first weapon to appear was the stick, followed by the knife; it was precisely because of the appearance of the primitive knife that the prehistoric human race had the courage to travel long distances and ability, which can be called a qualitative leap in the history of the human race;

However, in those days, the lethality difference between a primitive knife and a stick was a few;

But why is there a qualitative leap when there is a knife?

Could this be...

Leng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, he suddenly remembered the feeling when he changed from a wooden knife to a sharp steel knife for the first time when he was a child when he first learned knife skills;

Although a little timid and afraid of hurting himself, he has an unprecedented self-confidence and publicity, as if his courage has grown up in an instant, and he dares to go anywhere;

With a knife in hand, dare to break through the world!

Although the childhood thoughts are immature, they seem to come from the depths of the blood;

deep in the blood...

Leng Yi seemed to understand something and forgot his hunger in an instant, and kept changing knives and sticks, savoring the subtle changes in mentality when holding two weapons;

In this way, it was another day and night. When night fell again, Leng Yi's confused eyes suddenly became bright, and his chaotic mind suddenly became clear!

Primitive, brave, unruly, even with a hint of savage wildness, but full of surging blood and lonely tragic!

That's what it feels like!

Only with a knife in your hand can you experience the memories left by your ancestors deep in your blood, as well as the determination and courage to bravely brave the prehistoric world with a fragile body!

This kind of blood and tragic feeling is definitely not something that swords, spears, axes, and sticks can possess...

Leng Yi gritted his teeth suddenly, dipped his hand into the water with his eyes like lightning, and with a dignified expression, and slowly wrote a bold big character on the forging table——

fierce!

The courage of a hundred soldiers!

"Ultimate waste! The word 'Meng' was hungry for three days before I understood it;" Just when Leng Yi had just finished writing the word Meng, the voice of the old dragon also sounded;

Leng Yi didn't pay attention to the old dragon, but picked up the machete made by Lorsang again, and then took out Chen Fang's primary weapon, and Cheng He's pitch-black dagger...

"Sure enough, a key flavor is missing;"

Leng Yi shook his head slowly, a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes; without that sharp knife, no matter how high the grade is, it only has its shape and no spirit;

How could such a knife exert the maximum combat power of the user?

On mortals or monks...

After comprehending the real key, the rest will be a matter of course. To create a good knife, all that is left is the constant tempering and correction. After Leng Yi fills his stomach and rests, the scorching forging space reverberates again like a gong the sound of iron striking;

Of course, there is also the curse of the old dragon...

In this way, night after day, three months passed by in a flash. During these three months, the young man blackened, thought, and continued to forge day and night like a demon; if he failed, he would start all over again and fail again. And again; until one bitter winter's night—

Clang!Clang!Clang!

Amidst the gong-like sound of forging and the splashing sparks, a machete with a monotonous and rough appearance, but exuding unruly and bravery is gradually formed in the continuous quenching and forging;

Looking at the nearly finished knife blank, a gleam of joy flashed in Leng Yi's eyes. This is the last homework of the old dragon. After finishing this knife, he will be a qualified blacksmith!

last step!

When the knife blank turned from red to black due to the gradual cooling, Leng Yi suddenly raised the hammer in his hand——

"stop!"

However, at this moment, the old dragon suddenly gave a low drink, and then said in a solemn tone:

"Now, the old man will teach you the most important thing—"

"The essence of forging!";