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

Chapter 335 Variables
The cemetery was filled with crying sounds. Except for Sheng Yingchun who remained "indifferent", everyone else cried heartily.

The feeling of missing you is beyond words.

It was not until a long time later that the crying gradually stopped.

Everyone's emotions calmed down, but Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan's eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying.

Song Ziyan looked at Miao Yonghuai and said, "You won't cry if you don't say so."

"I cried because my father came. Is your father here?" Miao Yonghuai asked back.

Song Ziyan curled his lips and felt like crying again when asked this question.

Jiang Lin, who was standing nearby, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Even though he was skilled in using a spear, there was no need to stab people in such a way.

After the worship, everyone sat together and had a meal.

Perhaps it was because of the previous burst of crying that he had released a lot of the sadness that had been accumulating in his heart for many days, and the atmosphere of sorrow was not so strong during the meal.

After dinner, the mothers of Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan came over and told the two children to listen to their master and not to be lazy.

Then they expressed their gratitude to Jiang Lin in various ways. They knew very well that apart from the Watchtower and Lord Jiang in front of them, there was no other place in the world that could help their children succeed.

Living in this world and growing up peacefully is already a great achievement.

Sheng Yingchun walked over and felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan being treated with all kinds of concern.

I couldn't help but think of Jiang Xiu in my mind.

In this world, perhaps Aunt Jiang is the only one who can be considered as my relative.

"Master Jiang, take care! Have a safe trip!"

"Remember to listen to Master Jiang!"

"I remember it, I remember it."

Amid the farewells, the two women looked at their son who was walking farther and farther away with Jiang Lin, and then quietly wiped away the tears from their eyes.

There is a poem that says: A loving mother’s hands are like thread, sewing clothes for her son. She sews them tightly before he leaves, fearing that he will return late.

……

Miao Yonghuai and Song Ziyan were children after all. When they first left, they missed their family a little, but after a day and a night, they had almost recovered.

When they returned to Daqian Blacksmith Camp, they were already talking and laughing.

Only Sheng Yingchun was always awkward, looking at Jiang Lin from time to time with a hint of doubt.

Master said that I will cry only when I see something. What is it?

If you are really sad, why don't you cry?
When we returned to the blacksmith camp, it was already morning.

As soon as Old Man Wei came over, Jiang Lin said, "Don't be idle, keep practicing swinging. Make up for the number of hits you made in the past two days within three days."

Miao Yonghuai, who was just excited and thought he was stronger than Song Ziyan, let out an "ah" and was a little dumbfounded.

Didn’t you say you wouldn’t practice when you left?

Jiang Lin glanced at him and said, "How can I practice while I'm away? Of course I have to make up for it when I come back. Do you want to be lazy?"

Miao Yonghuai seemed to sense the sign of being "added food" and quickly shook his head like a rattle: "No laziness, I'll go right away!"

After saying that, he was the first to run out, followed by Song Ziyan, and then Sheng Yingchun.

Old Man Wei came over and said, "Look how scared you are. They are all afraid of you."

"A strict teacher produces excellent students. They are still young, so they should not be spoiled too much." Jiang Lin said, "Just like when I first came to the Blacksmith Camp two years ago, you didn't tell me to do less work."

Old Man Wei was a little speechless. This is the truth...

After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Yesterday, Lord Cai came and delivered the third batch of supplies. I counted them for you. The total amount is 13 million taels of silver and 437 kinds of iron materials."

Jiang Lin was a little surprised. The border troops collected supplies really quickly. It only took a short time for the third batch to arrive.

Silver is fine, but those blacksmithing materials are not easy to find, especially since Yu Shuai promised more than 6,000 kinds of materials, and no one will be repeated, which makes it even more difficult.

It takes a lot of time to register and then select according to the list.

However, the fact that it was delivered so quickly also fully demonstrates that Marshal Yu attaches great importance to this matter.

Jiang Lin was not very interested in silver. He used part of it to provide benefits to the masters in the blacksmith camp, and sent the other part to the Zuowang Tower to help with expansion.

The only 437 kinds of blacksmithing materials are what he needs most.

All the materials were sent to the blacksmith's shop and stored in different categories.

Previously, Jiang Lin had also listed all the materials that had been used in a book. With his current perception ability, he could tell at a glance whether a certain material had been reused, which was not too troublesome.

After taking out some of the newly delivered materials, Jiang Lin picked up the Star-Destroying Hammer and began to fuse and forge them in the Hengyu Furnace.

All kinds of materials were integrated into it, and the twelfth branch of the magical treasure tree on the furnace body lit up extremely slowly.

According to Jiang Lin's estimation, if the grade is upgraded simply by fusion forging, then Hengyu Furnace would need at least four to five thousand different materials to upgrade from a top-grade Yuan soldier to a bottom-grade Sheng soldier.

There is no doubt that this is a very large number, and it is the result of greatly reducing material consumption by integrating the three kinds of strange fire.

Otherwise, it would not be surprising even if the number soared to tens of thousands of species.

Even if the border troops delivered all the promised materials, it would only be enough to promote to lower-grade holy soldiers. From then on, it would depend on the other generals. I wonder if they can get thousands of different materials like Marshal Yu did.

In Jiang Lin's opinion, although the possibility exists, it is not very high.

Judging from the character of the border troops, Marshal Yu has probably taken away everything they could find.

By the time the other generals react, they will probably be so angry that they will come and fight.

But Jiang Lin had no intention of stopping the fusion forging. A little bit of meat is still meat, and it is better to have it than nothing.

While Jiang Lin was working hard to increase the strength of the Hengyu furnace, Emperor Shun was looking at a piece of bamboo on the table in the imperial study.

"What do you think?" asked Emperor Shun.

"Don't worry, just sit and watch the chess game. Xujian Dao leader Guo Jiuxing knew that Your Majesty was going to attack them, yet he dared to inform so many mountain masters. It is obvious that he came prepared. I think there must be a deeper meaning behind this." said the old eunuch.

Emperor Shun couldn't help but laugh and scold: "You said it as if you didn't say anything. You are really alert."

"I just know that your majesty has made a decision, and I dare not speculate on your intentions privately." said the old eunuch.

Emperor Shun did not respond, but just stared at the bamboo slips on the desk.

There are spies from the imperial court among the powerful clans, and naturally there are also spies in the Taoist sect, and their levels are not low.

After all, this is an order from the Taoist master of Xujian Dao. In theory, only people at the level of mountain masters can know about it. Of course, it is also possible that some mountain masters don't care and pass it on to the people below.

But none of that matters.

"Don't worry, just sit and watch the game?" Emperor Shun carefully considered these eight words and muttered to himself, "Guo Jiuxing wants to draw me into the chessboard as a chess piece? He is really bold! However, the two great techniques of Xu Jiandao are unpredictable, so we have to be on guard... It's more interesting."

At this moment, a guard hurried in. After the old eunuch nodded slightly, he bowed to Emperor Shun and said, "Your Majesty, urgent news from the northwest border!"

"Northwest? Read."

"Northwest Border Army report: The remnants of the Western Barbarians are invading. Marshal Hong is leading his troops to fight against the Nine-Feather Archer. Unexpectedly, Xiling also hid a Ten-Feather Archer this time. Marshal Hong was not careful and was seriously injured!"

Emperor Shun turned around, and the entire imperial study was suddenly filled with unimaginable pressure.

It was as if a god from the nine heavens pressed down his palm, and the extremely heavy feeling of oppression made the eighth-grade Yuanwu realm guard break out in sweat and kneel down.

The old eunuch also knelt down hurriedly: "Your Majesty, calm down. The Western Barbarians were driven away by Emperor Taizu for hundreds of years. Who would have thought that they would dare to launch a surprise attack? Marshal Hong's defeat may not be his fault."

The pressure lasted for a moment, and then slowly dissipated.

Emperor Shun said in a gloomy voice: "Don't worry, just sit back and watch the game... So this is the move. It's a good move. Even the Western Barbarians are willing to work for you, Xu Jiandao?"

The old eunuch was still kneeling on the ground, saying, "Your Majesty, the Ten Feather Archers of the Western Barbarians are already at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm. Such people are very rare, and this time they must be out in full force. We should ask the officials of the Ministry of War to come to the court immediately to discuss matters."

Emperor Shun did not answer. He paced back and forth for a while before saying, "No need to inform the Ministry of War. Order General Meng to set out immediately to help General Hong. Tell him that I don't care how many soldiers die on the border. This time, I must annihilate the Western Barbarians and not allow anyone to escape alive!"

"Yes, I'll go right away!" The old eunuch quickly got up from the ground and ran out of the hall.

After leaving the palace, he flew away and headed towards Gupi Lane.

His cultivation level is actually at the fourth level of the Divine Martial Realm!
In the imperial study, the guards had also left.

"Guo Jiuxing, the Taoist master of Xujian Sect..." Emperor Shun turned around and stared at the blurry head on the desk, his eyes full of dragon power.

"I do have some means, but I have tens of millions of troops under my command. Even if you attract the Western Barbarians, what can you do?"

"After I have annihilated the Western Barbarians, I will personally go to Xujian Road and ask you in person how many methods you still have to overturn the world!"

In Gupi Alley, an old man in heavy armor looked solemn and said, "Eunuch, please go and report to His Majesty. I will definitely wipe out the Western Barbarians in the northwest border. Your Majesty, please rest assured!"

"Thank you, Marshal Meng." The old eunuch said, "Among the seven marshals, Marshal Meng has the most experience. If he takes action personally, he will definitely be able to stabilize the situation!"

After the old eunuch left, General Meng, who had not taken off his armor for decades, walked out of the mansion.

Several generals had been waiting outside for a long time, all with serious expressions.

General Meng glanced at them, and then said in a deep voice: "Pass the order, hurry to the northwest border within two days, and those who fail to arrive will be killed!"

"Yes!" Several generals bowed in response.

……

In the rune space of Xujian Dao, an extremely tall and majestic figure was sitting cross-legged, with stars twinkling around him, like a god sitting in the depths of the starry sky.

He seemed to see something and hear something.

Lift one finger again and gently point it forward.

Thousands of meters of runes kept flashing, and then another one quietly disappeared.

In the thick clouds and fog, the voice was neither slow nor fast, still as gentle as jade.

"The chess game is unpredictable, but everything is predetermined."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a slight sound, and a crack appeared faintly on a tall rune.

Although it healed quickly, it still caused the sound to pause.

It was not until a long time later that it was reported again.

"variable?"

(End of this chapter)