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

Chapter 317 Master is very powerful
Each attribute has reached three digits, which is a very amazing number.

It is said to be a low-grade Yuan soldier, but in fact, if you use a long sword, an ordinary high-grade Yuan soldier can be cut in half with one stroke in front of it.

However, because so many materials are incorporated, the amount of these things is also astonishing.

Even a small hammer was so heavy that the iron table was almost crushed.

Jiang Lin tried to weigh it a few times and estimated that it must weigh at least several hundred kilograms.

If it was a star-destroying hammer or anvil, it would be even heavier, at least two thousand three hundred kilograms.

But the volume hasn't increased much, which is quite confusing.

Fortunately, Jiang Lin is now at the third level of the Divine Martial Realm, and due to the furnace-baking method, his strength is at least five or six times greater than that of people at the same level. Otherwise, it would be impossible for ordinary people to use such a heavy iron tool for hammering.

“From this perspective, even without the long sword, the Star-Destroying Hammer alone can smash someone to death.” Jiang Lin thought.

At this time, a voice came from the door: "They fainted."

Jiang Lin turned his head and saw Old Man Wei standing there with a gloomy expression.

He was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he had asked the three children to follow him to practice chopping and hammering in rhythm.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but look strange, it seemed like he had been training for two or three hours without stopping...

After a while, Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan squatted in the wooden barrel, gulping down the medicine soup for a long time before they slowly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Old Man Wei standing at the door and scolding Jiang Lin: "After all, they are still children. I don't mind if you want to train them hard, but you have to have a plan. You are in the Divine Martial Realm, how can they keep up with your non-stop training at this moment."

"I forgot for a moment..."

"It doesn't matter if you forget. They didn't dare to stop until they passed out from exhaustion."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I'll cook for them today."

Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan pricked up their ears in the wooden barrel and then looked at each other.

Old Man Wei came back and saw that the two had woken up. His face looked better and he said, "Next time, if you are really too tired, you can stop and rest for a while. You can make up for it later."

Song Ziyan looked at him and said timidly, "Grandpa Wei, don't blame Master. Master is actually very good to us."

"That's right, we are the ones who want to practice. We can't blame the master even if we are exhausted!" Miao Yonghuai followed.

Looking at the two children, Old Man Wei was silent for a moment, and then said, "Then I am meddling in other people's affairs."

Seeing that he seemed to be lonely, Song Ziyan hurriedly said: "Grandpa Wei, we didn't say anything about you. But Master was really good to us. He bought us new clothes, gave us food and shelter, and used elixirs to heal our injuries every day. My mother said that there is no better person in the world than Master."

"Yes, yes, that's what my mother said." Miao Yonghuai nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"And Grandpa Wei, you are very good to us. I have always wanted to have a grandpa as good as you!" Song Ziyan said.

"Yes, yes, that's what I think!" Miao Yonghuai nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Song Ziyan turned his head to look at him, blinking his eyes.

Miao Yonghuai also looked over, his eyes widened: "What did you say wrong?"

Song Ziyan turned back and muttered quietly: "I didn't say anything wrong, it's just like I didn't say anything..."

In another room, Jiang Xiu rubbed Sheng Yingchun's arm with a distressed look on her face, saying, "Kid, why didn't you tell me you were tired? You had to faint and get a big bump on your head? I'll have to talk to my younger brother later. How can you practice like this!"

Sheng Yingchun grabbed her hand: "No!"

Jiang Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then Sheng Yingchun let go of her hand and lowered his head slightly.

Her voice was a little low and a little hoarse: "I have never had such a good life."

Jiang Xiu was stunned, looking at this girl who was even thinner than herself, and felt a strong sense of uneasiness from her words.

He was abandoned by his biological parents when he was very young and was then raised by adoptive parents.

I followed them, sleeping in the open air, traveling all over the country, witnessing the fighting and killing, intrigue and deception in the world, and hardly had a peaceful day.

After joining Zuowang Tower, life seemed to be a little better. However, when he was about to grow up, his adoptive parents died in Leiying Castle.

Only God knows how desperate she was at that time.

She didn't cry, not because she wasn't sad enough, but because she didn't know how to survive.

For a thirteen-year-old girl, without anyone to rely on, the whole world is dark and there is no light at all.

It was not until she saw Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan being sent to Jiang Lin that she mustered up the courage and took the initiative to ask to learn martial arts.

Does she actually want to learn?

She didn't want to, and instead hated martial arts.

Because in the process of growing up, those who have martial arts skills mostly like to do disgusting things.

He has no sense of morality, no regard for humanity, and no regard for other people's lives.

But in order to survive, she had to force herself to study. Even when Jiang Lin asked her what she wanted to learn, she didn't know how to answer.

I just think that this person who is respected by everyone is very powerful and seems to have killed many people, so I should learn from him how to kill people.

This is the real reason behind Sheng Yingchun's answer, not that she herself is a cold-blooded and heartless person.

Not knowing how to choose, she chose to cater to the preferences of the big shots.

Among the three children, she was the most hardworking and persistent one, because she was afraid that if she didn't persist, she would be sent away and lose the person she could rely on the most.

She has known how dangerous the world is since she was in her mother's womb.

Be it Miao Yonghuai, Song Ziyan, Old Man Wei, Jiang Xiu, or even the other blacksmiths and apprentices, they all felt that the three of them had a hard life.

But in Sheng Yingchun's opinion, such days are simply perfect!

There is no need to worry about being killed or how to have a full meal.

Here she had a delicious meal filled with red meat.

There is a house that can shelter you from the wind and rain, and a warm and comfortable bed.

There are also old grandfathers who look very caring towards them, as well as a group of warm-hearted uncles and older brothers.

All she had to pay was to be a little more tired every day and do things that were not too dangerous, that was all.

Is there anything better than here in this world?
No, she could never find it again.

Looking at the girl who lowered her head, she was usually very stubborn but now seemed extremely weak.

Jiang Xiu suddenly understood, her eyes slightly reddened, and she hugged Sheng Yingchun in her arms, regardless of the water in the bucket wetting her clothes.

"There are still many good days ahead. You don't have to be afraid anymore."

Sheng Yingchun opened her eyes wide, full of hesitation.

Jiang Xiu's warm words and atmosphere made her feel a little uncomfortable. After all, even though they were her adoptive parents, they were rarely together with her.

After coming back, he mostly chatted and drank with his fellow gang members.

After all, in their eyes, Sheng Yingchun is just a little girl who has not grown up.

From Jiang Xiu, Sheng Yingchun felt the warmth that she had always wanted but never gotten, a love that came from the bottom of her heart.

After a moment, she slowly stretched out her hand covered with medicine from the bucket, and hugged Jiang Xiu's back in hesitation.

At this moment, Sheng Yingchun's eyes opened wider.

Aunt Jiang...so warm.

She bit her lips lightly and sniffed the scent of Jiang Xiu's hair gently. Her eyes gradually narrowed, like a wild cat that had been wandering alone for a long time and finally found a warm home where she could rest for a while.

There was a knock on the door, startling the little wild cat, who had just calmed down.

She subconsciously let go of the hand that was hugging Jiang Xiu and retreated back into the wooden barrel.

Jiang Xiu got up and opened the door, and saw Jiang Lin standing there with a big bowl of rice topped with red meat.

"You really are..." Jiang Xiu subconsciously wanted to say something to him, but then she thought of what Sheng Yingchun had just said, and swallowed it back into her stomach. She just took the food and said, "I'll give it to her when it's ready, you can go back."

"Okay." Jiang Lin nodded and said, "Sister, you should also take care of your rest."

"understood."

Jiang Xiu came back with the food and asked, "Do you want to eat now or wait?"

"Wait a moment." Sheng Yingchun lowered her head slightly and said, "If it falls into the bucket, it will be ruined."

"That's nothing." Jiang Xiu said, "These pills were all made by your master himself, there are a lot of them."

Despite this, Sheng Yingchun is still unwilling to waste it. She cherishes everything she has now too much.

In order to divert the hunger brought by the aroma of the food, she deliberately asked: "Aunt Jiang, is Master very powerful?"

"Yeah, it's really amazing." Jiang Xiu said.

"How powerful?"

Jiang Xiu thought about this question seriously, and then seemed to have thought of something, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "I have never seen or heard of anyone more powerful than him."

Sheng Yingchun's eyes widened slightly: "Then can you tell me how Master became so powerful?"

"Of course." Jiang Xiu sat on the bench next to the wooden barrel and said with a smile: "This has to start from when we sent him to the Southern Blacksmith Camp. At that time, he was still a teenager, about the same height as you, maybe a little thinner than you... But who knew that one day half a year later, he..."

"You don't know how worried I was when he traveled thousands of miles to the border to rescue Lord Liao and the others."

"That was the first time I met a fifth-rank official, and he came to give me a gift."

"The weapons I made were praised by the general."

Jiang Xiu seldom had the opportunity to talk about these things with others. After all, everyone around her knew about them. Now that she had finally met someone like him, she would naturally spill all the beans when she got the chance.

Listen to how Jiang Lin rose rapidly step by step from entering the Blacksmith Camp to becoming Lord Jiang, a fourth-rank official with the third-rank cultivation in the Divine Martial Realm.

Sheng Yingchun's eyes opened wider and wider. When she was sitting in the watchtower, she only heard that Lord Jiang was very powerful and all the adults admired and feared him.

It was not until now that she realized that what she had heard in the Watchtower was just the tip of the iceberg.

Listening to Jiang Xiu's narration, Sheng Yingchun subconsciously looked towards the closed door, and a look of admiration gradually emerged in her eyes.

It turns out... Master is such a powerful person!
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