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

Chapter 425 What is bound to happen

Several blacksmiths immediately showed unconvinced expressions. They knew that their skills were not top-notch, but they had been working as blacksmiths for many years.

The sentence "Do you know how to forge iron?" made them a little annoyed.

If we don’t know how to forge iron, can we stand here?
Also, how do you control the fire temperature when it’s so high?

How can you forge iron if you can’t control the temperature?

The person was brought here by Ma Ningyan, so he should not look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face.

These blacksmiths couldn't say anything unpleasant, so they could only stand by and hold their anger, planning to wait until Jiang Lin failed before giving him a good talk.

The high temperature flames allowed Jiang Lin to heat the pig iron at least three to five times faster than others.

When he used tongs to pick out the piece of pig iron that had turned bright red, the blacksmiths around him all exclaimed in surprise.

This color... seems good?

In fact, if Jiang Lin wasn’t afraid of scaring them, he wouldn’t even need the fire tongs and could just reach out and take them out.

But that was too shocking, and only people like Ma Ningyan, who grew up following him, knew about it.

Placing the pig iron on the anvil, Jiang Lin held the tongs in one hand and raised the hammer in the other to start shaping it.

His movements were skillful and fast.

jingle——

jingle——

Amid a series of monotonous yet accurate rhythmic sounds, the outline of the long sword quickly emerged.

Jiang Lin then changed to a small hammer and started leveling. He completed the hammering step without even needing to heat it a second time.

He was seen reheating the long sword and then quenching it.

The blacksmiths were stunned. How could the efficiency be so high?

Normally, when they forge a knife, they heat it at least four or five times, and sometimes more than six or seven times, before they can complete the forging.

Jiang Lin's speed was beyond their imagination.

After the quenching was completed, Jiang Lin immediately started to grind and sharpen the blade.

Sparks flew amid the harsh friction sound.

The sharpness of the blade gradually becomes apparent.

A blacksmith who was closer was surprised when he saw the entropy pattern on the blade.

"What kind of pattern is this?"

"This is the entropy pattern, which represents whether the weapon is of good quality." Jiang Lin asked without even looking up, "You haven't seen it before?"

"Never seen it." The blacksmith shook his head.

Jiang Lin then glanced at them and saw that they all looked confused, as if they had never heard of the Entropy Pattern.

I couldn't help but wonder, is it possible that even the entropy pattern has never appeared here?
When the long sword was polished, Jiang Lin picked it up and took a look. It had eight entropy patterns, just enough to be of the first grade.

He handed the knife to Ma Ningyan and said, "You try it."

Ma Ningyan looked at the shiny black sword in her hand. Although she had not tried the sword yet, the sharp aura was overwhelming.

"Good sword!" She couldn't help but praise it out loud. She had never seen such a good weapon.

"Try cutting this." Jiang Lin picked up a piece of pig iron.

"Ah? It won't be broken?" Ma Ningyan was a little hesitant. It would be a shame if such a good weapon was broken.

"will not."

Looking at Jiang Lin's confident expression, Ma Ningyan gritted her teeth, raised the knife in her hand, and chopped hard at the pig iron in front of her.

There was no chipping of the blade as imagined, and the pig iron was split into two very easily.

Even Guard Xu and others were stunned.

This is too sharp, it can cut through iron like mud!
Looking at the pig iron being cut in half, Ma Ningyan's face was suddenly filled with excitement.

She turned to Jiang Lin and said excitedly: "Grandpa Hong, this knife is too powerful, you must teach them!"

"If everyone can be equipped with such weapons, then they will be invincible!"

Guard Xu pushed a few blacksmiths nearby and said, "Why don't you pay your respects to Master Hong! With your skills, you are not even qualified to be Master Hong's apprentices. You don't know how to cherish this great opportunity!"

The blacksmiths reacted and knelt down without saying a word.

"Greetings to Master Hong, please teach us some skills!"

Jiang Lin waved his hand, motioning them to stand up, and said, "Since you are here, I will naturally teach you, but I need to ask you some questions first."

"Master Hong, please feel free to ask us anything. We will tell you everything we know!"

Then, Jiang Lin asked in detail about the current blacksmithing skills.

They learned that neither ordinary blacksmiths like them nor the exclusive blacksmiths of powerful clans had ever forged weapons with entropy patterns.

As for precious weapons, magical weapons and the like, I have never even heard of them.

"What is a precious weapon?" A blacksmith asked curiously, "Is it more powerful than the sword made by Master Hong?"

"It's much more powerful. It can draw on the vital energy of heaven and earth." Jiang Lin replied.

Seeing that all the blacksmiths looked confused, he shook his head slightly and said, "You don't understand these for now, so learn something simple first."

“Start by lighting a fire.”

The blacksmiths were stunned. Start by making a fire?
They have all been blacksmiths for more than ten or twenty years, and some have even been thirty or forty years. Do they still need to learn how to make fire?
Jiang Lin pointed at the stove and said, "Can you control the temperature of the fire?"

The blacksmiths were silent for a moment. With such high temperature, it was difficult to even get close to it, let alone burn pig iron.

"Master Hong, it's not that we don't want to, but the fire is too hot. If we get too close, we're afraid we'll get hurt. If we get too far, we won't be able to see inside the furnace."

Jiang Lin was silent for a moment, and then said: "I have a method..."

“It’s called the oven method.”

“It can help you improve your cultivation while forging iron. The higher the quality of the weapons you forge, the faster your cultivation will be.” The blacksmiths were ecstatic. Is there such a strange method in the world?

When Jiang Lin told the blacksmiths the method of baking the furnace, their faces were full of reverence, as if they had seen a god.

A dozen blacksmiths bowed to Jiang Lin and said, "The skills taught by Master Hong are unheard of. It's like a god descending to the world."

"If this skill can be spread, all blacksmiths in the world will respect you as the Grandmaster."

Jiang Lin laughed. When someone said that it was easy to get hurt if you got too close to the stove, he knew that some things were already destined.

The furnace baking method is a unique practice passed down by the blacksmith ancestors. Now, I am playing such a role.

Or rather, he is this person!
Watching the blacksmiths excitedly discussing the furnace baking method and starting to practice firing pig iron at high temperatures.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but feel a little dazed. If he had not traveled to Daqian, would there be such a history?
Will there be someone else who can take over this role?
There is no answer to this question.

Because no matter what, Jiang Lin could not see history without his own existence.

At the same time, Jiang Lin had another problem.

That is, in the history of Daqian, the blacksmith ancestor created three magical weapons and ascended into heaven in his physical body.

In other words, it is the same this time when I come in?

For a moment, Jiang Lin wanted to withdraw his boxing skills from the world immediately and try what the result would be if he reversed history.

But think about it, there is no point in doing so and it will only put you in danger.

Until those old guys in the Lu family are confirmed dead, staying here is the best option.

As for ascending...

Jiang Lin easily thought that maybe when he left [A Picturesque World], it would be like ascending to heaven for the people here.

He couldn't help but look up. According to legend, when the three magic weapons were being forged, the rain master cast a spell to sprinkle rain, the thunder god struck the bellows, the dragon brought gold ore, the emperor of heaven brought coal ore, and the gods in heaven also came down to earth to watch.

Will something like that happen?

Why did I want to create three magical weapons?

After all, he cannot be taken away from this world. The only reason can only be to kill the third ancestor of the Lu family.

Jiang Lin's eyes moved slightly: "This reason is appropriate. But what kind of magic weapon should be made to kill a master who has one foot in the Daowu realm?"

It might not be impossible to do it with the Sun-Chasing Bow, but it's a bit risky, so Jiang Lin needs a better magic weapon.

It would be best if I could kill the three old guys with one slap without even showing my face.

In the days that followed, Jiang Lin taught the blacksmiths how to make fire and also forged weapons for those who were preparing to rebel.

He did not deliberately create a magical weapon. After all, there were too few of them and their cultivation was not high. Even if he was given a magical weapon, it would be difficult to control the overall situation.

Guard Xu and the others have already gained some understanding of the battle formation, and when combined with top-grade weapons, they can play a greater role.

Watching these people practice battle formations every day, they gradually achieve success.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh, these are the people and things that are bound to appear in the long river of history.

It was just a description, but they understood it anyway.

Rather than saying that I had this realization on my own, it would be more accurate to say that it was God's will.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

Ma Ningyan and his men have secretly recruited more than 1,500 people.

These people have already learned the battle formations, and each of them holds a top-grade weapon.

Every once in a while, pills that could improve cultivation levels were secretly delivered, allowing everyone's cultivation levels to continue to improve.

One day, Ma Ningyan came to find Jiang Lin.

"Grandpa Hong, we will start the war tomorrow."

Ma Ningyan said, pushing Gu Anning next to her over: "This child will stay with you first. If the situation is not good, please ask Grandpa Hong to take care of him."

"Mom, I also want to go into battle and kill the enemy!" Gu An Ning said reluctantly.

Ma Ningyan ignored him and just looked at Jiang Lin.

To her, only Jiang Lin's words are the most important.

Jiang Lin nodded and said, "He's with me, you can rest assured."

Ma Ningyan smiled and said, "Of course I trust Grandpa Hong."

After that, she turned and left.

Gu An Ning subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but Jiang Lin held her shoulders and she couldn't move.

"Grandpa, I have also learned martial arts, I can help!" Gu An Ning struggled.

"The success or failure of today's matter does not depend on you alone. If you stay, they will have one less thing to worry about." Jiang Lin said.

Gu An Ning's struggle suddenly became much weaker.

After a moment, he calmed down, but his tone was full of worry: "But if mother and Uncle Xu are in danger..."

"I am here."

Gu An Ning felt the hand on his shoulder leave. He turned around and saw Jiang Lin returning to take the golden bow.

An arrow so black that it could swallow up light was held in his hand.

The burly figure stood in front of the blacksmith shop, looking far ahead.

Those eyes were extremely sharp, as if they could see through the house and everything in the world.

A voice that was not loud, but full of power and confidence, rang in Gu An Ning's ears.

The man who had watched his grandfather Ma Lu grow up, watched his mother Ma Ningyan grow up, and now had to watch Gu An Ning grow up, had a firm face and spoke in a low voice.

"I am here."

"No one in this world can hurt her."

(End of this chapter)