"Zila!"

With the rise of a puff of white smoke, the temperature of the sword in the pool was dropping rapidly.

But at this time Pu Yuan frowned.

Liu Yi caught the change of expression on Pu Yuan's face at a glance.

"What's the problem?"

Liu Yi, who was looking at Pu Yuan, asked.

"Report to His Royal Highness King Yan, this water..."

Pu Yuan frowned and said, "This water is different from the water used in our hometown."

"The effect of quenching with different water quality is also different!"

Hearing Pu Yuan's explanation, Liu Yi suddenly nodded.

There is this relationship.

He remembered that it was recorded in the book that Pu Yuan made three thousand knives for Zhuge Liang in the Xie Valley, using water from the Shu River.

The water in the Shu River is fast, and it is formed from the mountains and streams, so the water temperature is extremely low.

According to the legend, Pu Yuan mastered the control of all kinds of water on the quenching state, so that he could create a magic weapon.

It is precisely because of this that he frowned as soon as the knife entered the water.

After the quenching was over, the sword was salvaged from the pool.

From the surface alone, nothing can be seen.

Not the group of people like Liu Yi, they don't know how to forge cast iron.

However, the young Pu Yuan held the knife in his hand and tapped it lightly. The strength and toughness of the knife could be judged from the sound of the knife.

Pu Yuan's father, Pu Shan, was at a loss when he saw Pu Yuan with a sad face.

He was afraid that Liu Yi would not believe that the sword was not well forged because of the water problem.

If that's the case, they're probably going to be beheaded.

Pu Yuan came to Liu Yi with the forged sword in both hands.

At this time, the knife has not yet been sharpened.

"His Royal Highness Yan, the water here is different from our hometown, so the toughness and class of the forged knife are not as good as the previous two handles."

Pu Yuan said truthfully.

Liu Yi took a handle from Pu Yuan's hand, then held one in each of his left and right hands, and then used force.

"Crack!"

As Liu Yi exerted force on his arms, the sword in his hand... the sword that had not yet opened was directly cut into two pieces by this paragraph.

really.

Liu Yi frowned.

Seeing Liu Yi frowning, Pu Yuan's father thought that Liu Yisheng didn't believe their words, and hurriedly knelt on the ground to explain.

"His Royal Highness Yan, our father and son did not lie. It is really because of the water quality. Different water quality has different degrees of quenching. This is what our father and son discovered."

"We use streams from high mountains in our hometown, and the water is much cooler than here!"

Pu Shan kowtowed while explaining.

"Get up, this king didn't say I don't believe you, this king believes your words."

Liu Yi looked at Pu Yuan and said.

Pu Yuan stared at Liu Yi with wide eyes.

I don't know why, when he saw Liu Yi, he always had a sense of intimacy.

"It's not too late to thank His Royal Highness King Yan."

Pu Shan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said.

Pu Yuan hurriedly knelt to the ground.

"Get up."

Liu Yi waved his hand and started wandering around the blacksmith shop.

Water temperature and water quality have a great relationship with quenching.

But he can't just put his arsenal in Qingzhou or go to the middle of Shu or find a place with river water because of this. The army needs a huge number of weapons. Wouldn't it be too troublesome and there's no way to replace it? Liu Yi suddenly widened his eyes.

"Yes!"

"My lord, what's up?"

Zhao Yun asked from the side.

Liu Yi hurriedly walked outside the blacksmith shop, then looked at Zhao Hu and said, "You immediately.

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