Commanding Wind and Cloud

ps: sorry, no update yesterday. My cousin got married, married my cousin who played with me since I was a child, and I am really happy that he got married. Drunk for a whole day before waking up.

There is no time to be idle! Jin Jin raised his saber and bowed quickly to Akenash, and ran out of the village at a trot.

In the tall grass outside the village, the knife shadow rushed out of the grass again and again accompanied by the eruption of blood.

"Players, it's time for the energetic game..."

When the time came, Qian Jin opened his eyes and left the endless world, shaking his numb body. This time, he was forced by that little teacher Aknash, and he didn't even have time to find Teacher Adams to treat his fractured right arm. It seems that he can only prepare some medicine himself to recover.

"Energetic... Energetic..."

Mu Gui Wuxin raised his voice like a broken gong, and beat on the door with a big hand excitedly.

Motivatedly opened the door and looked at Mu Gui Wuxin who raised one big hand high, while the other big hand was holding a brand new costume, and was slightly taken aback.

"Uncle, you are..."

"What am I? Aren't you going to become the president of the blacksmith union today?" Mu Gui Wuxin put the costume on his body and said, "You are also a person from our Hongliu Battle Fort, and you must wear something imposing if you want to be the president."

Several beauties walked out of their respective rooms and looked at each other. They couldn't feel the energy from each other's bodies. After entering someone's room last night, they quickly walked to the side of the energy and snatched the clothes from Mu Gui Wuxin's hands.

The four women held a part of the costumes around Gan Jin's side, pulling his hands and feet, and put the costumes on Gan Jin's body very skillfully.

Mugui Wuxin stared at his big eyes with a look of envy, and his thick lips made a clicking sound: "Jealous! It's really enviable! It's not that I, Mugui, can't live without women, but seeing your current situation, kid, I'm so greedy!"

Looking vigorously at the four beauties beside him who are tidying up their clothes, this kind of life looks really good now. If I stand in Mugui Wuxin's position, I'm afraid I will be envious to death, right?

"I can't watch it anymore, I really can't watch it anymore, if I watch it any longer, I'm going to go crazy with jealousy! I want a woman, I want a woman!" Mu Gui Wuxin turned around and roared loudly and strode away, looking from behind, it looked like a girl who had just been bullied was fleeing from the scene.

He shrugged his shoulders vigorously and smiled. Uncle Mugui's appearance is really not handsome. To be honest, he should be regarded as the ugly man among ugly men. With such rudeness, I really don't know what kind of woman would fall in love with him. In the future, I must help Uncle Mugui pay more attention.

"Do you think he doesn't have a woman?" Gu Yue Jiaying fastened the last button on Qian Jin's chest, rolled her eyes and said in a low voice, "He has a woman, on the side of the demons..."

There are women? Mozu? Motivatedly turned his head to look at Lucifer Liushui, and found that the eyes of this demon princess were also full of confusion and surprise. Why didn't he know that such a thing happened? A woman who is the president of the Fighter Guild in a big city, on the side of the demons? What valuable information this is!

"Don't look at me like that." Lucifer smoothed his sleeves, "I won't make a fuss about this news!"

Energetic is a little curious, what does this Uncle Mu Gui's woman look like? Is it also the fault of the Demon Race?

"Devils."

Gu Yue Jiaying tidied up her energetic shoulders, turned around and left a faint sentence, as if she didn't want to say anything more.

Is it really from the Demon Race? Looking back at Mu Gui Wuxin's disappearing back, he sighed softly. In the stories told by the bards, it is not that there is no bitter love between the demons and the human race. They even made up an even more exaggerated one. The princess of the demon race fell in love with the prince of the human race, and finally ended tragically.

Of course, the most exaggerated thing is that the prince of the demon race fell in love with the prince of the human race, and the emperor of the demon race fell in love with the emperor of the human race compiled by the bard, and ended in a miserable ending.

The story of the love between the human race of the Zhence Dynasty and the demon race of the Lucifer Dynasty has always had a tragic ending. Humans and demons cannot stay together for a lifetime. The original story has gradually become a real iron law.

Qi Jin began to understand why a warrior like Mugui Wuxin, who can be regarded as a successful person, did not have a woman until now. It turned out that after a long time, his love went in the wrong direction in the current environment.

"Be careful on the road." Luo Qingqing brought Gan Jin a cup of tea.

Motivatedly took the tea and looked at Luo Qingqing, patted his head lightly, always wanted to give the gold coins to Qingqing, but couldn't find a good time, this time in the core position of the torrent battle castle, even if there are gold bricks made of millions of gold coins, no one would dare to grab them, right?

"Qingqing, I still have some gold coins here, you can use them to do business and see if it can help."

"No need." Luo Qingqing hastily shook her small hands on her chest: "There are still some floating gold coins at home, so there shouldn't be any major problems, you keep them for yourself..."

Boom!

More than a dozen gold bricks fell on the grass in the flower pond outside the door, making a heart-shattering muffled sound.

Luo Qingqing couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes, Gold Brick! And it's still ten dollars...

Boom... Boom...

Luo Qingqing raised her hand to cover her cherry lips that were parted in surprise. This is already fifty or sixty gold bricks...

Boom boom boom...

Luo Qingqing raised her hands to cover her red lips that were dilated in surprise, and Gu Yue Jiaying's gaze also crossed the room and landed on the pile of gold bricks on the grass.

Boom boom boom boom...

The gold bricks were being pulled out of the fighting world by energy like rain. Luo Qingqing's bright eyes widened twice as much as before. He is not someone who has never seen money, but so much cash...

Gu Yue Jiaying stopped standing inside the house and walked out of the room, staring at the gold coins that kept appearing with surprise on her brows.

A young warrior, even if he has some solid strength behind him, at most he has very high-level weapons and equipment in his hands, and he will never have so many gold bricks!

What was motivation like a few years ago? Gu Yue Jiaying knew very well that even if he could repair soldiers and make money for others, the speed of making money would be terribly fast, even faster than robbing a treasury!

A full several million gold coins! Even Gu Yue Jiaying couldn't keep a calm expression. Even the patriarch of a large family with such wealth could see straight with his eyes. This is the power of money!

"Brother Enthusiasm..." Luo Qingqing covered her surprised cherry lips with her hands in surprise, and asked in an uneasy whisper, "You...you don't mean to...rob...rob..."

"Hehe..." Lucifer covered his cherry lips with running water, straightened his towering chest and let out a series of arrogant chuckles: "He robbed, but he was not a living person who robbed, but a dead demon who robbed our Lucifer family. Lucifer's treasure against the cold!"

Lucifer against the cold? Gu Yue Jiaying revealed a hint of bewilderment, the rumored demon traitor who had disappeared for many years, had been a robber for a long time, unexpectedly, it seemed that he died before he had time to spend the money. All the treasures are cheap with energy.

"That's about all I have on hand now." Gan Jin looked at the remaining gold bricks in Doujie: "I don't know if it can help your business."

"Yes, yes! Very capable!"

Luo Qingqing kept nodding while covering half of her face with her hands. Although she also had some floating gold coins, according to the celebrities she met last night, she was still very tight on hand if she wanted to expand her business.

"Then you use it first." Scratching his head vigorously, "I'm going to the blacksmith union first."

"No... this..."

Luo Qingqing stretched out her hand to stop the drive, but found that Gu Yue Jiaying's arm was resting on her own, and she couldn't help but look suspiciously at this strong woman who dared to run away at any time.

"If you want to use it, you can use it." Gu Yue Jiaying lightly kicked the gold bricks twice: "Do you still need to share these things with him?"

Luo Qingqing stared at Gu Yue Jiaying in a daze, her cheeks blushed quickly, she lowered her head and nodded repeatedly: "Sister said so."

Lucifer Liushui looked curiously at Bi Luo who hadn't left yet. He knew the source of the gold bricks. How could this female magician, who usually seemed timid, not be surprised to see so many gold bricks?

"Aren't you surprised? This is a gold brick with millions of gold coins."

Lucifer Liushui approached Biluo, staring at the beautiful face under the magic hat.

Biluo shook her head lightly, and the big magic hat kept shaking, which aroused Gu Yue Jiaying's curiosity. There were so many gold bricks that surprised even herself, why the only girl who should be shocked the most didn't feel anything.

"Enthusiasm can create any miracle."

Bi Luo raised her head, her eyes filled with conviction, from the moment she met him to now! At what moment is energy not creating miracles with the struggle of life? Compared with other miracles he created, what is this little gold coin?

Gu Yue Jiaying nodded thoughtfully. In terms of motivation and confidence, she is not as good as this little girl.

Luo Qingqing bent down and lifted a gold brick vigorously, her palm slipped slightly, and the heavy gold brick fell back to the ground again, making a dull impact sound.

boom!

Qian Jin's shoulder was hit by someone, and he found that the person who hit his shoulder while sitting on the ground had already sat down on the ground.

In such a hurry? He bent over vigorously and picked up the member in Luo's company costume: "It didn't crash."

"Patriarch." The members of Luo's Trading Company got up and bowed quickly, with anxious expressions on their faces.

The energetic expression was stunned for a moment, Patriarch? oh! Although I haven't officially married Luo Qingqing yet, everyone knows about this after all, and I never thought I would have such a title.

"Is there something urgent?" Gan Jin stepped aside: "Business is important, you go first."

"Thank you, master."

The members of the Roche Trading Company quickened their pace and ran to the depths of the torrent fortress.

Momentum shrugged his shoulders lightly. It seemed that Roche Trading Co. was really in a hurry for business, but he really didn't know anything about business and couldn't help. I hope the gold bricks he just gave can help.

"Business..." Gan Jin chewed on this familiar but not really understood word and shook his head lightly: "Well, I'm afraid we really need President Qingqing..."

"President Luo...President Luo..."

The members of Luo's Trading Company were taken aback when they saw the large number of gold bricks under Luo Qingqing's feet, then shook their heads vigorously and gasped and said, "President Luo! It's not good, the caravan to the Demon Race is outside the Great Wall and has disappeared again..."

Boom!

The gold brick that Luo Qingqing had just lifted fell back to the ground again, making a dull impact sound, staring blankly at the subordinate who was in charge of allocating goods in Eternal Flow City.

Missing again? This is already the second batch of caravans that the Luo family disappeared outside the Great Wall! Luo Qingqing froze in place for a moment, this kind of thing had never happened before.

The horse thieves outside the Great Wall are also organized to make money. Even if the goods are plundered, they will usually be released to some people and demand a certain amount of ransom for the goods.

Now, the caravan disappeared twice in a short period of time, and no news was found at all, and no horse thief sent someone to ask for a ransom. This is completely different from before.

"How did this happen?" Luo Qingqing gently rubbed her aching temples, and looked anxiously at Gu Yue Jiaying: "Sister, are you looking for motivation..."

Gu Yue Jiaying put her arms around her chest and shook her head with a serious expression on her face: "Qianqin has gone to the blacksmith union, don't bother him for now, let's mercenary to find out the news first, and tell him when Qiqin comes back."

Luo Qingqing sighed. The last time the caravan went missing, mercenaries were also sent. As a result, the mercenaries also lost all traces after they entered the Great Wall. Sending mercenaries now may not have much effect, but it is really not suitable to disturb Ganjin now, at least until he returns from the blacksmith union.

"This is the blacksmith's union."

Ke Jin jumped out of the carriage and looked up at the plain door. A huge hammer was hanging right above the door.

The inside of the gate is a sculpture, the shape is not elegant, a strong man is shirtless, holding a huge hammer high above his head, his eyes are fixed on the red-hot pig iron under his feet.

This is?

The feet that stepped into the door vigorously paused in the air. The sculpture in front of him was not really exquisite, as if it had been knocked casually on the stone with a steel drill. The carving with a few strokes was very vivid! There is a kind of... or a trace of...

The feeling of Uncle Black swinging a hammer!

Very shallow, very shallow, very shallow trace of that taste!

If I hadn't watched Uncle Black blacksmith many times, if I hadn't learned the Eighteen Hammers of Shengfeng, I wouldn't be sure if there was even a trace of the same taste in it.

No! It should be said... Ke Jin gestured to a piece of glass next to the door and nodded lightly. It should be said that this movement is more similar to his own, and it is far worse than Uncle Black's!

Orwell Blue! Under the huge stone statue, there is a simple name engraved. This name may not be known to ordinary people, but it is very famous in the blacksmith circle!

As a blacksmith, you don't need to know the name of His Majesty the Emperor of the Zhence Dynasty, but you absolutely can't know who Lord Ovilan is!

Orwell Blue? He took a breath of enthusiasm, this is the rumored master craftsman who appeared in the blacksmith union! I heard that there is a master sculptor in God who carved it himself. I think this should be an imitation, right? Imitation should be considered good, right? It can make people feel an urge to experience the fun of forging.

The blacksmith members guarding the gate were stunned when they saw Qian Jin in all his costumes. Where did he come from? How do you dress like this? Could it be that you want to attend some dance party in the city at night? Wrong door? That's not right either! It's only a short time in the morning, so it's too early to dress like this.

Gan Jin stepped into the gate of the blacksmith union, and the members of the blacksmith union guarding the gate finally came to his senses, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Gan Jin: "Sir, may I ask if this is..."

Members of the blacksmith union held strange eyes, looked up and down, and ran into the blacksmith union dressed in broad daylight. What are you doing? Could it be that you are going to take over the position of president? I haven't heard the news that the chairman is going to step down.

"I'm here to find Master Yun Xinghuisheng." Jin Jin bent slightly: "Last night, Master Yunxing Huisheng invited me to come and sit with his old man today."

The corners of the blacksmith union members guarding the gate moved their lips bluntly. They have been doing this for a long time because they want to meet our president, so the costumes are so grand, hey! Young man, I still haven't seen any big scenes, this dress is really too grand.

"Oleta, what's going on?"

Another blacksmith carrying a hammer walked out of the blacksmith's union. The hot air surged against his face, indicating that he had just left from the high-temperature blacksmith's furnace.

"Master Xian Qiang." Oletta turned to the tenth deacon of the blacksmith union, the ninth-level blacksmith Xian Qiang hurriedly bowed: "This young friend said that he received an invitation from President Yun Xing last night."

Xian Qiang rubbed his dry eyes. He has been shutting his eyes all day and night because of a piece of equipment. He doesn't know if what this kid said is true. He looks like a soldier, right? This kind of fighter who pretends to know the president of Yunxing doesn't have to block 81000 every year.

how? Now there is a new way to meet? dressed like this? There was just a trace of a dismissive smile on Xian Qiang's face, and his expression suddenly froze completely and stiffly on his face.

"This... this is... the cloud star hammer that the chairman carries with him."

Xian Qiang widened his eyes and looked at the gadget hanging on Qian Jin's waist. This is a small accessory that President Yun Xing never leaves. It was a gift from his master when he entered the industry as a blacksmith and became a blacksmith. Even Lei Guangming, the personal apprentice of the President, never got this Yun Xing Hammer.

Qian Jin looked down at the small hammer accessory hanging on his waist: "This is given to me by President Yun Xing."

"deliver……"

Xian Qiang felt his head was hit hard with a hammer, and there were glittering golden stars in front of his eyes. What happened last night? what happened? I was just busy hammering the iron all night, as if something very important happened?

In the end what happened? Even sent out the Cloud Star Hammer? Xian Qiang really wanted to grab the clothes of enthusiasm and ask carefully. He was also the tenth deacon of the blacksmith union after all. It was definitely a real big deal to give away the Yunxing hammer, but he didn't know what happened to the Yongliu blacksmith union.

"I, can I go in now?"

Striding forward vigorously, the two of them didn't do anything to stop them, and directly gave way to the passage.

That is the Cloud Star Hammer! The chairman's most precious cloud star hammer, especially after the chairman's master died, the cloud star hammer has become one of the most important objects for the chairman to commemorate the master!

Can this be given away? Xian Qiang didn't know what to say.

Oletta looked curiously at Xian Qiang's surprise, and then looked at the back of Jin Jin leaving with doubts and shook her head lightly. She didn't know what the deacon was surprised about, and she didn't know what was so surprising about this kid. Even if the president gave him a gift, he didn't need to dress like this, did he?

Oletta smiled lightly and shook her head. The young man was wearing the clothes. Those who knew that he was here to meet the president, those who didn't know thought he was here to take over the post of president today.

Jin Jin walked through the relatively long courtyard gate, and immediately heard the clanging sound of forging iron. The blacksmiths in the front yard did not pay much attention to Qian Jin, and focused on the metal in their hands, with a very focused expression.

There are different counters in the main hall of the blacksmith union, and there are different passages beside the counters, and some signs are hung at the entrance of each passage.

Knife, sword, shield, armor, gauntlets...

There are muscular big men sitting at each counter, and there are no beautiful waitresses at the front desk. One can tell that these big men still have some skills in forging. I believe that when explaining and debating with others, they will be more professional and meticulous.

The big men at the counter saw their enthusiasm, and their complexions changed. Why did they come to the blacksmith union dressed like this? Masquerade?

Feeling the strange sights around him, he tried his best to keep calm and nodded slightly to the surroundings, complaining in his heart that Uncle Mugui's eyesight in choosing clothes was really not very good, he followed the way of nouveau riche, and it was not half a day worse than Luo Qingqing's and the others' clothes.

"It seems that the choice of clothes..." Mo Jin said to himself and walked faster: "I really need more help from women."

Behind the hall is the courtyard, where dozens of blacksmiths are waving their hammers, making the forging even more lively.

The vigorous steps stopped suddenly, and his eyes passed through many people, and fell on a young blacksmith in his twenties.

The blacksmith felt that someone was looking at him, looked up at his motivation, and was taken aback by the exaggerated and gorgeous shape of his body.

"Li Litote, you are messing around again! President Yunxing transferred you from the lowest No. 1 outer court to our No. 2 outer court to see that you still have some potential. If you keep knocking like this, be careful and I will transfer you back to No. 1 outer court!"

Looking vigorously towards the rough roar that is not much better than Uncle Mu Gui's broken gong voice, the man who is 1.8 meters tall has bronze-colored healthy skin, and sweat is flowing slowly on it, exuding a rough and masculine smell.

Li Litote picked up a yellow cloth towel beside his hand, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and wiped the long hair that almost covered his entire cheeks to the back of his head, revealing a fairly handsome face, with sapphire-like eyes flashing a helpless smile.

"I didn't knock randomly." Li Litot shrugged his shoulders innocently: "I just feel that the sound made by knocking like that is better..."

"Still talking back!" The big man yelled towards Li Litot with a hammer in his hand: "Forging iron is very sacred! How can you knock on it just because it sounds good? Can you make a good work like this?"

Li Litot found a hemp rope and tied the wet long hair at the back of his head together, with a childlike smile on his face, and muttered in a low voice: "Then sometimes I beat you like that, and I can beat you better."

"What did you say?" The big man pulled his ears hard: "What did you just say? I taught you for your own good. You messed around like that just now, and now you have developed a bad habit. If you forge a holy artifact one day, and you suddenly commit the bad habit again, it is very likely to destroy a sacred artifact with one hammer, do you know? Especially the last two hammers you just just lifted, how can you only lift half of the height?"

"Also, the speed at which you dropped the hammer just now..."

"That's right, that's right! Toth's bad habits were all learned in No. 1 Outer Court."

"If you don't change these bad habits, you will never be able to enter the No. 3 outer court and become a real blacksmith."

"President Yun Xing is so kind, seeing him as an orphan, that's why he was transferred to our No. 2 outer courtyard..."

"He is like this, it is impossible to become a blacksmith in his life."

The blacksmiths stopped forging in their hands, and communicated with each other in low voices at a volume that Lilitot could hear, with more jealousy and envy in their eyes.

Li Litote was the only student who was transferred from the No. 1 Outer Court to the No. 2 Outer Court by Mr. Yunxing himself! Fortunately, he has a bad habit of dishonesty forging.

"Li Litote, look at everyone..." The big man said with a sad face, "Everyone is sorry for you."

sad? Li Litot bit his lip lightly, stubbornly looked down at the soil under his feet, and didn't make any arguments, that kind of forging was the happiest and most comfortable.

"I said, a few..." Qian Jin broke the deadlock of silence, and the gorgeous costumes immediately attracted everyone's attention, and there were even a few mocking sneers.

"Dress as if you were going to a prom."

"You don't need to dress up like this at the ball, do you?"

"Look at that attire, it smells like a countryman who suddenly has money."

"Yeah! This dress is too tasteless."

Qian Jin looked down at his clothes, and secretly smiled in his heart: You are lucky, I just heard you say this. If Uncle Mugui Wuxin heard you say that he has bad taste, he would probably be furious on the spot and tear the bones of these people apart.

kindness! Motivatedly touched the tip of his nose, although he could not agree with Uncle Mugui Wuxin's taste in clothes, but he was wearing the clothes chosen by the president at any rate.

"I think the blacksmith's forging just now..." Mo Jin thought for a second under the gaze of everyone: "It's much better than what he forged before."

Dozens of blacksmiths looked at Jin Jin with strange eyes, and sneered disdainfully. This person who was dressed as if he was going to a masquerade ball was obviously not from the blacksmith union, so he came to talk to Li Litot? He thought that if he put on an old-fashioned costume, his speech would have weight?

"Continue to enjoy the fun of forging." Motivation patted Li Litot's shoulder: "I think, President Yunxing transferred you here from the outside because you can enjoy the fun of forging."

Sneering, the surroundings were filled with sneers, Li Litote looked at Mo Jin in surprise, this young man who looked younger than himself actually spoke in a senior tone, and he didn't feel disgusted when he heard it, but he was a little moved, which is really strange.

"Wearing a fine attire for forging..." Gan Jin looked down at the clothes, couldn't help but frowned and sighed, and stopped talking to others, raised his hand to pick up a hammer on the ground, weighed it a few times, and walked directly to Li Litote's forging platform.

The blacksmiths looked at Mo Jin in surprise, what does this kid want to do? strike iron? Could he also strike iron? And it's still dressed like a gift wrapped in iron? Who does he think he is? Blacksmith? Or a blacksmith? How dare you dress like this for forging.

Mo Jin gently pulled the bellows with one hand and adjusted the intensity of the flames. Since he was here to take over as the president of the blacksmith union, he had to show his hands anyway. There is not much difference between the circle of blacksmiths and the circle of soldiers. If you have enough ability, you will be recognized.

Mo Jin casually threw a few pieces of charcoal into the stove, adjusted the temperature of the flame again, and secretly confirmed in his heart that the reason why President Yunxing asked him to come instead of picking him up was obviously to make himself able to perform. President Yunxing can pass on the position of president, but the inheritance of the position in the hearts of the people still needs to be won by the inheritor himself.

The flame in the stove was getting stronger and stronger, so he vigorously picked up the iron tongs at hand, and pinched the red-hot iron embryo out. The hammer in his hand set off a gust of wind, and hit the red-hot iron embryo straight and heavily.

The sound of metal collisions was deafening, and the glaring and brilliant sparks were like blooming chrysanthemums, fully unfolding to the surroundings. Before everyone had time to cover their ears, the second hammer of the hammer hit the iron embryo again. The iron embryo was like a sponge full of water. When it was pressed by strong pressure, it sprayed water, but this time it sprayed red sparks.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

A series of beating sounds like a series of drums beating. The blacksmiths stared blankly at their motivation. This man unexpectedly used iron tongs when he first clamped the iron embryo out of the fire. Later, he didn't use iron tongs at all, but a hammer in each of his left and right hands, playing with the flying iron embryo like a ball?

The bright red iron embryo fluttered up and down between the two hammers, like a beautiful butterfly, flying back and forth between the two insect nets, but it was not caught by anyone.

"this……"

Xian Qiang stood at the gate of the yard, staring blankly at the energy next to the blacksmith's stove, what's going on! I wanted to catch up with him and ask what was going on, how could I see him blacksmithing here? Moreover, you don't even use iron tongs? Is it just two hammers playing?

What does it mean? Xian Qiang swallowed his saliva when he saw the performance of energy, he was a very strong blacksmith anyway, but he absolutely couldn't do this kind of weird forging method, this is no longer blacksmithing! Call it art? Or is he juggling? Or should I say that this is a new realm?

Xian Qiang blinked his eyes hard, and suddenly found that he couldn't see the forging platform clearly. He seemed to be hallucinating. There was a feeling that he was not watching the young man forge the iron, but the taste of President Yunxing's forging, no! It seems to be the stone sculpture at the door, it... it is alive!

On a small forging table, two very ordinary hammers are flying up and down. The costume that was originally a bit funny, but now coupled with the aura exuded by a vigorous body, gives people an indescribable aura of a master.

The speed of motivation is not fast! Xian Qiang is confident that he can clearly see the trajectory of each hammer, but he can always firmly press the bounced iron embryo back to the forging table again.

Xian Qiang believes that he can do it even if he replaces the bouncing iron embryo, but the force on the iron embryo will change after the iron embryo bounces, so the force of the hammer's downward pressure must be changed, and it must be changed so that it is exactly as required when pressing down on the iron embryo, which is not an ordinary difficulty.

A hammer? Xian Qiang thought about it and shook his head again and again. As long as the iron embryo bounced up, he couldn't control the strength of his hammer. This young man seemed to be well controlled. Where did he come from? Is it from the Federation of Trade Unions? Or is it the apprentice secretly accepted by President Yunxing?

Very likely! Xian Qiang nodded heavily, this is the only possibility! Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the Yunxing Hammer was on this person.

Clang!

After the last sound of metal collision, the iron embryo was firmly pressed back to the forging table by the hammer. Xian Qiang subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. It was not the sweat caused by the high temperature, but cold sweat! A real cold sweat!

Zero... zero mistakes!

Xian Qiang was much stronger than the blacksmiths around him, it seemed like he had made zero mistakes just now! besides! What happened to the hallucination just now? Why do I feel that this young man is like an Orville blue master craftsman?

"Iron... Iron Essence..."

The blacksmith who first taught Li Litot a lesson stared blankly at the piece of metal under the hammer, and shouted out his ability to see and hear.

The blacksmiths onlookers seemed not to have heard the shocking news, and they were still staring blankly at Qian Jin, fascinated by it. The forging method has an indescribably attractive charm, which makes people fall into it unconsciously.

Iron essence! Xianqiang's body trembled, such a forging method could still produce iron essence? Is this too harsh? How old is he? Am I just an idiot? Didn't President Yunxing say that I'm still relatively talented?

Momentum looked back at Li Litot: "How did you feel just now?"

Li Litot's eyes were shining brightly like stars in the night sky: "It's very interesting! Very happy, very imposing! It's like... like listening to a concert."

He vigorously raised the hammer in his hand, and suddenly the hammer hit the iron essence again, shaking the whole iron essence high.

Li Litote's shining eyes were lost in thought, and he rested his chin in his hand to meditate seriously. One minute, two minutes, three minutes, ten minutes, half an hour...

Qian Jin stood beside the burning flames and waited. Xian Qiang looked at Qian Jin in puzzlement, what did that mean just now?

The blacksmiths around were also puzzled, and everyone waited quietly.

"I seem to understand a little bit." Li Litot walked up to Qian Jin and picked up the blacksmith's hammer, drew an arc in the air, and struck heavily on the iron essence, making an ear-splitting clank.

"It doesn't seem right again..." Li Litot raised his chin again and looked thoughtful: "What went wrong?"

Looking at Tie Jing who was still turning on the forging table, Jin Jin smiled slightly, 60%! It's pretty good that the first hammer can hit 60% of the feeling that I asked for.

Clang!

Motivated to swing the hammer again, Li Litot nodded again and again, learning to swing the hammer again.

"Eighty percent." He patted Li Litot's shoulder vigorously: "Go on. Don't listen to them, unless you also want to be mediocre in forging for the rest of your life."

mediocre! Dozens of blacksmiths were filled with anger, but seeing the metal they smashed with vigor, they all languished again. Whether it was the technology just now or the result of forging, let alone Deacon Xianqiang standing at the door, I'm afraid he couldn't compare to others, right?

"Thank you." Li Litote blocked the way of enthusiasm, with a very serious expression on his face: "Thank you for teaching me to forge, but I can't ask you to be my master. I want to be the apprentice of Master Yunxing."

Energetic smiled: "I didn't expect there to be such an interesting person here, come with me. I'm just going to meet Chairman Yunxing, let's hear what the Chairman has to say."

Li Litote looked at the enthusiasm curiously. At this age, he always talked to himself in the tone of an elder. If it was placed at any time and place in the past, he would feel that this would be very funny and funny, but why doesn't he feel that way now? Instead, it feels like it should be?

Xian Qiang shook his head lightly, amazing! Really great! Such a strong aura! Although he is not very young, he has an aura that makes people admire him, the aura of a real big man!

This old-fashioned costume initially covered up his aura, but as his aura unfolded, this costume also added to the power of his aura.

This kid...wouldn't be going to become a deacon of the blacksmith union, would he? Xian Qiang's expression was shocked suddenly, it's very possible! Otherwise, why did he come here dressed up? If he becomes a deacon, then he is likely to become the vice president, or even the president in the future!

"Deacon Xianqiang, you are here. I am looking for you everywhere."

"Deacon Cormyr, what's the matter?"

Xian Qiang turned his head to look at Cormier, the fourth deacon of the Yongliu Blacksmith Union, who was blond and blue-eyed, and whose body was not suitable for a blacksmith.

"Yes! I have something to do! Vice President Lei Guangming, please go there."

Lei Guangming? Xian Qiang frowned in displeasure. Although this man is the president's apprentice, he just couldn't like him. A good blacksmith doesn't do it. He always likes to do some strategic things. Since he likes strategy so much, why don't he join the army? What do you do as a blacksmith?

Li Litote curiously followed beside Qian Jin, accepting the strange sights from all around him. This costume was a bit too gorgeous, and it didn't match the simple blacksmiths.

Passing through the layers of courtyards, Gan Jin has a certain understanding of the blacksmith union. There are a total of ten layers of courtyards, and the first five layers of courtyards are all open-air. Everyone gathers to forge, discuss and compare with each other.

Entering the sixth-floor courtyard is the real blacksmith. After entering the blacksmith's position, there is a separate small forging courtyard. These small courtyards form a large courtyard, and no one can see each other.