Blood In Heaven

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Hearing what Jiang Han said, tie San spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and some of them despised and said, "do you want to run even if you can't walk? Sharpening the knife is the first step in learning to open a new front. You have a good idea! "

A word finish saying, iron three complexion suddenly dignified rise, in the hand has not yet opened the edge of the ordinary long knife to grindstone fiercely slip.

Hiss Bang!

The sound is not so harsh as expected, but Mars is connected into a straight line, just like a meteor gliding across the night sky, blooming with a gorgeous color.

"It turns out that the knife can be sharpened like this!" Before Jiang Han could be surprised, tie San's wrist shook and pulled the knife back from the side of the grindstone again. His force was very uniform, and his speed was faster and faster. At the same time, he had to cooperate with his wrist to make every blade receive the friction of the grindstone. But these points add up to the fact that it's difficult for ordinary people to do it without three or five years of Kung Fu, let alone such skilled sharpening.

This time, Jiang Han was completely shocked. The knife sharpening he saw in the blacksmith's shop was totally different from that of tie San. His knife sharpening technique was like an art.

Looking at the brilliant sparks, Jiang Han quickly instilled them into his mind. Later, Jiang Han simply closed his eyes and only used the sound in his ears to match the simulated picture in his mind. At first, it was a bit messy, but after finding the rules, Jiang Han found that he was more and more skillful. The simulated picture in his mind and the sharpening he heard in his ears The sound is already eight or nine.

At this time, tie San, seeing Jiang Han's appearance, raised his mouth slightly, and his eyes were full of praise. Jiang Han's talent really broke his cognition once and again. If he went on at this speed, Jiang Han would be able to master the primary opening skill this evening.

For an hour, Jiang Han has been listening attentively. Is it true that Zhang opened his eyes to observe a few times? Tiesan seems to be working very hard and sweating profusely. It can be said that he has meticulously completed the whole operation from sharpening the knife to opening the front, and completed it all at once.

Cang Lang!

With the end of the last sharpening, tie San throws his long sword on the sharpening stone. Jiang Han opens his eyes and takes a look. Originally, after the sharpening of tie San, this ordinary long sword emits the cold light that a sword should have. It seems that the threatening edge may cut people in half through the air at any time.

This

Jiang Han can't help but take a breath of air. From the sharp point of view, the knife sheet in front of him is enough to make a treasure in Tiancai blacksmith's shop. Unexpectedly, tie San has such terrible forging ability. It seems that the great forging master is definitely not the limit of his achievements in this life.

"It's your turn!" After finishing grinding the knife, tie San quickly threw Jiang Han a blunt axe with a broad blade and little thumb.

"You just throw me a hammer and let me grind it into an ax." Jiang Han mumbled, but his hand didn't stop. After he took the axe, he went over the picture from his mind again. Then he sensed the arrangement of fire elements in the axe and redrawn the blade on the grindstone according to the posture of tie San.

Hiss Bang!

Sure enough, Jiang Han made the same sound as tie San when he was grinding his sword, and his body movements were similar. He couldn't see that he was a little blacksmith who was grinding his sword for the first time in his life, and it was more like a master who was skilled in sharpening his sword.

But speaking of it, this sharpening makes Jiang Han feel even more tired than ironing. Ironing is nothing more than waving a hammer, but sharpening the knife requires the whole body to reach an extremely coordinated level. It also needs to sense the arrangement of fire elements in the axe blade from time to time. If one does not pay attention to it, it may cause the axe blade to be exhausted. It can be said that every inch of the body's muscles must be perfectly controlled .

This time, Jiang Han's sharpening took two hours. During this time, Jiang Han felt that he had reached the limit many times, but he still endured it. The sweat of Ruquan kept dripping on the grindstone. Later, the grindstone the size of the grindstone was even soaked by Jiang Han's sweat, making the whole grindstone appear a deep dark gray.

Is this sharpening?

Jiang Han only felt that his body had been conditioned. For the next ten minutes, it seemed that his body was constantly under his command. Generally, he was in the mechanical operation, and knife sharpening had become a memory in his bones.

When!

Two hours later, after finishing sharpening the axe for the last time, Jiang Han didn't have the strength to stand any more, so he directly fell on the ground, panting heavily, and even lost the strength to speak. He just hummed a few times from his nose to signal to tie San for acceptance.

In fact, tie San doesn't need to look at it at all. He only knows from Jiang Han's movements and the sound of sharpening his sword that Jiang Han has completely mastered the skill of sharpening his sword. Even Kaifeng is a natural thing for him, leaving only a thin layer of window paper.

But he still had to sit down. Tie San took the axe in his hand and looked at it. Although the cold awn on it could not be compared with his previous knife, it had the smell of edge leakage. He pulled a hair from his long hair and put it on the edge of the axe. When he blew it gently, the hair broke and slowly floated at his feet.

"Congratulations, you have learned the primary skill." Tiesan's words made Jiang Han feel strong. He got up from the ground and asked, "isn't it knife sharpening? How did it become an opening technique? ""Ha ha! Isn't the full level of sharpening the knife the skill of opening the front? Just now, I just want you to understand that our kind of blacksmiths are not blacksmiths who forge hoes and pickaxes. They want to forge magic weapons. We should not take every step lightly, or you will never become a forger or a great forger. " Tiesan is a qualified master. He always sets an example. He doesn't have the slightest indulgence in Jiang Han. Jiang Han is also convinced.

"Well, if you want to revive the seven kills, you need to use the technique of washing the front. Is there a big gap between this technique and the opening front?" Jiang Han thought of the seven kills hanging on one side, more eager to understand everything about Xifeng and Kaifeng.

"There is a difference in nature, but you don't need to know now. If you start all the things we've made today, I'll tell you when I'm satisfied." Tiesan said that he stretched out first. It seems that the beginning just now also cost him a lot of strength. Fortunately, he doesn't need to do anything now. Instead, he goes straight to the tea table in the hall, and sits down to drink tea with Bahuang crazy song and Ji Tian. Looking back on the hardships he suffered when he was still Jiang Han, and looking at today's Jiang Han, he just feels sad This is the most comfortable thing in the world.

Jiang Han, of course, has no complaints. He is more eager to get stronger strength and higher forging skills than anyone else. He has no way to go except hard work. Just after tiesan's words, Jiang Han seems to be full of strength. He picks up a blunt axe again and starts his training. He forgets himself completely and even uses the fighting spirit in the body. This is also his fault Advantage: it's almost difficult for ordinary blacksmiths to have too high accomplishments. However, Jiang Han takes blacksmithing as a sideline, and his purpose is to improve his strength, which makes him have more strength to practice blacksmithing crazily than other blacksmiths.

"How's it going?"

Iron three just sit down, one side of Ji day can't help but ask each other, it seems that he is the most related to Jiang Han one.

Iron three smell speech silently nod, see to river cold eyes is full of praise, for a long time opening a way: "future There's no limit

"No Limit... " Ji Tian said to himself, then his voice was a little fanatical and sang to Ba Huang: "Mr. Ba Huang, our Ji family wants to offer this little brother as a sacrifice. I don't know..."

"What?" Eight wild crazy song smell speech in the hand of tea almost spilled out, a face surprised to see to Ji day, the latter is a face solemnly nodded.

Worship The worship of the four families? That's the title of supreme honor, and it can walk across the whole empire.

Jiang Han? He is only 14 years old