Ninefold Supreme Heaven

Chapter 19 The Tie Family's Means

"Hehe, it's just one piece. It's more than 100 pieces away from what you asked for. It may take me half a year to build it. I'm old and my physical strength can't keep up."

The rickety old man had a look of sadness on his face. Hearing his words, Wang Qiang just shook his head slowly.

"The old man's craftsmanship is so exquisite, I wonder if he can make something for the younger generation?"

"Boy, my master is already very tired. If you have something to tell me, I will help you build it."

At this moment, a burly man came over and looked at Wang Qiang with displeasure. If it wasn't for Wang Qiang, they would not have been criticized by their master, let alone work overtime. They would have to work for three days and three nights, and The results speak for themselves.

They are not satisfied with what they have created.

"If you have the skills of a master craftsman, I will naturally not hire a master master, but you don't. Instead of complaining here out of thin air, why don't you think about why you can't make something like this yourself!"

Wang Qiang shook the mask in his hand, the burly man froze, and then felt a little embarrassed, while the old master looked at Wang Qiang in surprise.

"Boy, what are you going to build?"

Wang Qiang saw some straw paper nearby, as well as pens and ink, and then went to brush and paint on the straw paper.

Every time Wang Qiang drew something, he had to think for a long time, but every time he drew something, a look of doubt flashed in the eyes of the old man.

When Wang Qiang finished drawing, several sheets of paper were densely covered, most of which were rejected by Wang Qiang.

In the end, Wang Qiang re-drawn all the things he was satisfied with, and then handed them over to the master, who was a little surprised when he saw the bits and pieces on the paper.

"These are all small things. Only this mask may make the teacher work harder. Other things can be taught to those people to make, but I hope that this mask will be made by a master."

After Wang Qiang finished speaking, the master nodded slightly, because at this moment, he had rested enough and was about to build the second one.

As for the old master, when he was making the mask, Wang Qiang stood aside and watched. At first he didn't feel anything, but later, the more he watched, the more frightened he became, the more frightened he became.

As soon as he put something on, the old master seemed to forget everything around him, even the time. He was immersed in the piece of iron, feeling the slight changes in it.

As the hammer was swung, there was a whining sound, but you can see that the hammer smashed down hard, but when it touched the mask, it disappeared like a dragonfly on water.

Watching the master forging iron, sometimes it is like a storm, and sometimes it is like a spring breeze. One moment, Wang Qiang felt himself struggling in the waves, but the next moment, he seemed to have returned to the carefree age when he was a child.

It can be seen that the muscles of the master's whole body have been mobilized, and even his expression seems to affect the quality of the blacksmith.

In blacksmithing, this kind of situation is called the harmony between man and nature, and Wang Qiang's heart throbbed because of it. The old man was originally a smart person, and he devoted all his youth to blacksmithing all his life.

If this kind of person cultivates, I am afraid that the barren continent will not be able to trap him at all.

The reason why he understood the realm of the old man's blacksmithing was because of the box of books that the Tie family gave Wang Qiang back then.

That was also the second gift from the Tie family to Wang Qiang. The Tie family had all the experience and methods of blacksmithing for nearly a thousand years, but the head of the Tie family also said that the most essential part of the Tie family's iron making has been lost.

The blueprints that Wang Qiang drew before were based on the Tie family's thousand years of experience.

And this old gentleman is indeed ingenious, although his physical strength is weak, but it only took more than half an hour to create a Shura mask as thin as a cicada's wings again.

At this time, his apprentices also built those parts into sevens and eights.

"Melt all these things."

Wang Qiang found some discarded iron materials and unusable masks on the spot, and threw them directly to one of the old man's apprentices. When that apprentice saw it, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As for the panting old man, when he saw Wang Qiang's movements, his eyes flashed, and then he nodded to his apprentice.

"Follow the little brother's words. From now on, the little brother's words are mine. Even I have to obey his orders. Anyone who doesn't listen can go out now. From now on, I won't recognize that apprentice."

The old man's voice was a little hasty, as if he knew something, even his eyes turned a little red, and Wang Qiang was a little surprised by the old man's words.

"Back then, my Jintang country was also a big country. I had nine brothers and sisters. By chance, my master got a glimpse of this technology from other empires. When I came back to study it, an accident happened."

"That time, all five of my senior brothers died, and the other three were also seriously injured. Only the young me, the three senior brothers, died after teaching me all the casting techniques!"

After the old man finished speaking, tears welled up in his eyes, and his disciples also looked at the old man with jealousy. This matter was the biggest knot in the old man's heart for so many years.

"This matter is a reform of ours. I wanted to do another experiment when time was running out, but I didn't expect you to bring me the dawn. Well, today I will accompany you crazy this time."

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand and dismissed those apprentices. Only Wang Qiang and the old man were left here.

"I handle the fire myself."

call……

The huge flame ignited instantly, and the old man seemed to have regained his youth. When his arms were pulled, the bellows rang loudly, and the temperature in the iron pot rose in a straight line.

"This is an object left over from the explosion, and there is such a strange thing, I don't know what it is for. This pot can withstand extremely high temperatures, even if the iron melts into molten iron, it will not There will be no change."

After the old man finished speaking, he ignored Wang Qiang. Not long after, a fine layer of sweat appeared on the old man's head. At this time, his apprentice came over.

"Master, let me come, don't be tired, old man."

His apprentice ignored the old man's reaction, directly pushed the old man aside, and started the fire himself, and the old man looked at him as an apprentice with some relief in his eyes.

At this moment, Wang Qiang was assembling those components, and he was assembling bit by bit according to the cheats given by the Tie family, without daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Just when the iron in the iron pot was about to melt, a square mold appeared in Wang Qiang's hand, and there was a hole the size of a bowl above the mold, which was where the iron juice was poured.

And in the middle and lower part of the grinding tool, there is an extra piece of iron, which is about the thickness of a finger.

At the same time, Wang Qiang filled the water jar beside him with cold water.

After about half an hour, the scrap iron in the iron pot finally melted into iron juice, but Wang Qiang was not in a hurry, and still motioned to the burly man to add flames.

"There are always a lot of impurities in scrap iron, which need to be fully extracted."

When the old man heard Wang Qiang's words, deep thought appeared in his eyes. He didn't dare to intervene rashly, but just remembered all Wang Qiang's actions and words in his heart.

About 10 minutes later, a layer of black impurities appeared on the iron liquid, and soon the magazines were all forced to the side of the iron pot.

"It's almost there. If this continues, the iron pot will probably melt."

Wang Qiang didn't know how the old man's master got this iron pot back then, but he knew that with the power of Jintang Kingdom, it was impossible to create such an iron pot.

At this time, Wang Qiang looked at the strange thing the old man said, which was a large iron spoon. At this moment, Wang Qiang directly picked up the iron spoon, scooped up half a spoonful of iron juice, and poured it on the in the mold.

The bottom of the mold became red in an instant, and Wang Qiang quickly pushed in the excess part of the mold, and the three of them waited quietly. The old man's heart rose to his throat, and his apprentice, also He looked at Wang Qiang nervously.

chi...

After about 10 minutes, when the temperature of the iron mold eased, Wang Qiang scooped up a large spoonful of cold water and poured it on it. A huge steam appeared, but facing the molten iron, The three of them simply turned a blind eye to the temperature of this water vapor.

You know, the melting point of iron is more than 500 degrees.

click...

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared from the mold, which directly affected the hearts of the three of them. Unlike the frightened expressions on the faces of the old man, that and his apprentice, Wang Qiang had a hint of surprise on his face.

"It's done."

chi chi chi...

Cold water was continuously poured on the iron mold, and the mold was directly filled with several cracks. Looking carefully, it was exactly where the parts were assembled before.

click...

Finally, when the iron mold was completely scattered, a brand new Asura mask appeared in front of Wang Qiang and the others.

"Hahaha...it's done..."

The old man's voice was transmitted directly, and at this moment, a group of people rushed in, all of whom were apprentices of the old man just now.

At this moment, those apprentices looked at the Shura mask lying quietly on the ground, and the expressions of surprise on their faces were beyond words.

"Master, you made a mistake back then. You shouldn't have thrown that grinding tool into cold water. Master, you died unjustly! Woooooo..."

At this moment, the old man looked up to the sky and burst into tears. From his story, Wang Qiang probably knew the whole story.

The master of the old man should have poured the iron juice into the mold, and then threw it into the cold water in an instant, alternating hot and cold, which directly caused the mold to explode.

"Master, let him get over the past! This mold can probably produce thirty or fifty masks. Perhaps, the master will need to work harder."

Wang Qiang looked at the other party apologetically, but the old master nodded excitedly.

"Don't worry, tomorrow morning, 110 and two masks will definitely be delivered to you."

Wang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief after getting the guarantee from the master master, and told him the key to using abrasive tools, and then slowly walked out of the cast iron room. As soon as he came out, he felt a gust of cool wind blowing, and when he looked up at the sky, A thought flashed through his mind.

Tie family, definitely not simple.

　Just take a look at this chapter. I don’t know much about ironmaking. After all, in the fantasy world, everything is possible...

　　
　
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