He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 165: Make do with the top grade
Tian Daheng took the ghost-faced fox's blood, and another man named Song Houyong stacked the bodies together.

While using the ghost-faced fox's blood to corrode the corpse, Tian Daheng looked at Jiang Lin who was standing next to him.

After a slight hesitation, Tian Daheng said, "Brother Jiang, if what happened today gets out, it will be fatal. The Ninth Rank of Martial Arts is indeed powerful, but there are also several people at the peak of Martial Arts in Thunder Eagle Fort, and there is even a fortress lord at the Yuanwu Realm. If they really come, what should we do?"

"Brother Tian, ​​do you know how to kill a Yuanwu realm warrior by jumping levels?" Jiang Lin asked.

Tian Daheng's eyelids twitched when he heard this. This Brother Jiang was too murderous.

Knowing that the other person was at the Yuanwu realm, the first thing he thought about was not escaping, but how to fight back.

He shook his head and said, "I am only a fourth-rank martial artist. How can I know how to kill a Yuanwu realm martial artist? I have only heard that after surpassing the peak of martial arts, one is no longer a pure martial artist. With every move of their hands and feet, they can mobilize the power of heaven and earth like the Taoists, and are invincible."

Jiang Lin remained silent. In fact, he had already guessed that the Yuanwu Realm must be a world of difference from the ninth level of martial arts.

The power of heaven and earth...it sounds intimidating, but I don't know how powerful it is.

But since he couldn't get anything out of Tian Daheng, Jiang Lin didn't ask any more questions and just said, "You guys deal with the bodies first, I'll go make weapons for you."

Seeing him leave, Tian Daheng and Song Houyong did not take the matter of making weapons to heart.

Even if they were given a few more sixth-grade weapons, what would that matter? When the dozen people left, they each held one in their hands, and there were still enough for two more in their mouths.

Song Houyong sighed and said, "We were both impulsive today. This Thunder Eagle Fort is not easy to mess with. I'm afraid it won't last long."

"It's useless to think too much now." Tian Daheng sighed, "Looking at Brother Jiang, it seems that he still has a trump card. Maybe there will be a turnaround."

"Trump card?" Song Houyong didn't have much hope. What kind of trump card could a blacksmith in a foundry have?

If one really had some powerful backer, would he live in such a remote village?

But what Tian Daheng said was right. It had already been done. There was no point in thinking too much. He could only make up his mind and follow Jiang Lin.

If you really can't win, you can only say that you were blind and followed the wrong person.

When they returned to the blacksmith shop, Jiang Xiu and Wang Hua were fetching water to flush the ground.

Jiang Qingguang and his wife also came to help. Although there was blood all over the ground, they were worried when they saw the houses around them that had just been built but were now empty.

Jiang Xiu came over and said, "Little brother, you should go back to the foundry and don't come back in the next few days."

She knew very well that her life was worthless and that she would die if she died.

But I still have a bright future ahead of me, and it would be a shame if I died here.

Of course, she wouldn't just sit there and wait for death, and she had already thought about where to move.

Jiang Lin took out a piece of pig iron and put it into the furnace, saying, "Don't be afraid, sister. I know what to do about this matter."

Jiang Xiu smiled bitterly, thinking that he was still young and energetic after all.

You killed so many people in Thunder Eagle Castle. This is a mortal feud that cannot be resolved.

What kind of limits can you have? You can only fight with others.

Wang Hua also came over and said, "My dear little brother, your sister is right. As long as you have the green mountains, you will never worry about lack of firewood. Why bother to lose your life for a momentary dispute?"

"Brother-in-law, do you have so little confidence in me?" Jiang Lin asked.

"It's not that I don't have confidence..." Wang Hua said bitterly, "That's Thunder Eagle Fort, we can't afford to offend them."

"You know you can't afford to offend me, but you still stand with me." Jiang Lin said.

"That's right. We are a family. Even if we can't afford to offend you, we can't just watch you get bullied." Wang Hua said.

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "I like to hear that. Brother-in-law, don't worry. Since I dare to kill people, I must be confident. I am not afraid to tell you that I have a good relationship with several border military officers in Kyoto. If Thunder Eagle Fort really comes to retaliate, inviting them here can eliminate the disaster."

"Border Army Military Attaché?" Wang Hua opened his mouth, wanting to ask, even if you know a military attaché, what rank can he be. He never thought that the military attaché Jiang Lin was talking about was a lieutenant general of the third rank, he only thought it was the ninth rank, or at most the eighth rank.

In addition, he didn't know enough about the border troops, and thought that with the power of Leiying Fort, they might not give face to the so-called military officer.

But seeing Jiang Lin's confidence, Wang Hua knew it was useless to say anything, so he simply stopped talking.

He turned around and pulled Jiang Xiu aside, whispering, "The only solution now is to send our parents away first. You'd better go with us."

"What about you?"

"Of course I have to accompany my younger brother. How can I just sit there and watch him fall into danger?" Wang Hua said.

"How could this little brother not listen to advice? It really makes me angry!"

"Maybe it's because of his achievements that he's become a little conceited. Young people are full of energy, that's what happens." Wang Hua sighed.

Jiang Lin knew that most people had little confidence in him, so he didn't want to worry about it. He thought that things would work out when the time came.

After the furnace is opened and the fire is ignited, the pig iron is heated red. At the same time, the fangs of the monster beast Fenglang are melted and then hammered together.

This time, Jiang Lin did not hide his skills.

From burning fire to hammering, and then to quenching, give it your all.

Tian Daheng and Song Houyong spent a long time dealing with the corpse.

Although the ghost-faced fox's blood can corrode the corpse, it takes a very long time. They will not feel at ease unless they see the corpse decay completely with their own eyes.

When he came back, Jiang Lin had already made two weapons and was sharpening them.

"Brother Jiang, the body has been disposed of. Even if a god comes, he won't be able to tell who is dead." Tian Daheng said.

Jiang Lin continued to sharpen the knife without raising his head, and said at the same time: "That knife is for Brother Tian, ​​and the previous weapon does not need to be used anymore."

Tian Daheng said "oh" and picked up the new knife casually. But after just one look, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The eight bright entropy patterns on the blade startled him.

I subconsciously rubbed my eyes hard and looked again, and there were still eight entropy patterns.

This, this is... the previous grade! ?

His heartbeat increased rapidly. Tian Daheng could not help swallowing his saliva and looked at Jiang Lin: "Brother Jiang, this knife..."

"what happened?"

Tian Daheng swallowed again, loosening his almost stuck throat a little: "This is... the previous grade?"

Song Houyong, who had never taken weapons seriously, immediately looked over when he heard this. What do you mean by the highest grade?
When he saw the eight entropy patterns on the blade, Song Houyong was also stunned and made the same action as Tian Daheng.

I almost crushed my eyeballs, but when I looked again, there was no change.

The eight entropy patterns attracted the two men’s attention, and they could not look away.

Jiang Lin's voice reached his ears: "Unfortunately, I haven't figured out how to forge a precious weapon yet, so I'll have to make do with this top-grade weapon for now."

Tian Daheng's head was about to explode after hearing this, so he just made do with it?
Do you dare to say it again?

This is top grade! How can you say the word "make do"?

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