Chapter 2872 Changes over Time: Training the Spear

after a few days.

The fishing village became lively because Mu Xing was recruited by the Tianfu Academy to train as a warrior. In the future, he would become a warrior. Whether he made money by killing monsters, or by joining some families, mercenary groups, or martial arts schools, he would be able to earn a lot of money.

this day.

Mu Xing came to the blacksmith shop as usual, holding a gourd of wine in his hand.

In ten years, he has grown from a four or five-year-old child to a teenager, with dark skin, a strong body and resolute eyes, and he has also become much taller.

"Uncle Zhuo, I'm here to see you." Mu Xing walked into the blacksmith shop and shook the wine gourd in his hand with a smile.

He had liked coming to the blacksmith shop since he was a child. If he didn't want to be a warrior, he would have wanted to forge iron here with Uncle Zhuo, because every time he seriously watched Zhuo Bufan forging iron, he felt it was a visual enjoyment.

Compared to ten years ago, Mu Xing felt that Uncle Zhuo's face had changed much like his father's, but Uncle Zhuo's blacksmithing skills were getting better and better.

"Uncle, take a break and let me have some fun." Mu Xing rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

"Okay, I'll let you come so I can rest for a while." Zhuo Bufan handed the hammer to Mu Xing, then sat next to him with a wine gourd and helped him pull the bellows. The flames burned in the furnace, turning this simple blacksmith The pavement was all red. Mu Xing rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms and muscles. He held the iron pliers in his left hand and the hammer in his right hand. The two hands cooperated very well. One after another, a series of tinkling sounds were heard. , iron fire bursts out, like a cluster of

Clusters of fireworks.

"The speed is too fast... slow down, we need to cooperate and understand each other." Zhuo Bufan watched and commented.

Not long after, Mu Xing was so tired that he was sweating profusely, his face was red, and he had a bright smile on his face.

"Uncle Zhuo, I have to go to the 'Talent Academy' to register for training. I probably won't be able to come back for many years, and I won't see you making iron anymore. Please make another iron and show me." Mu Xing stopped and looked expectantly. Extraordinary.

"Okay, uncle, let me demonstrate to you again." Zhuo Bufan stood up and had been working on iron for more than ten years. He was already a mature blacksmith. "Blacksmithing seems simple, but there is a lot of knowledge involved. First, you have to choose the materials. The materials must match the tools you want to make." Zhuo Bufan said, holding a piece of iron and putting it into the blazing furnace for calcination, "Then calcination, calcination To control the temperature of fire and

Time, time that is too long or too short is not good, and temperature that is too high or too low is not suitable. "

Quickly place the red-hot iron block on the iron pier, fix the iron block with the iron pliers in your left hand, and then pick up the hammer with your right hand. The two hands go back and forth in tacit understanding, and the red-hot iron block gradually changes under the beating of the hammer. shape.

"Continuously beating the iron block to change its shape can also quench the impurities in it. When the temperature drops, it can be quenched and finalized." As he spoke, Zhuo Bufan put the iron block into the water, white smoke rose up, and then continued to put it in. Stove calcining.

"You should also pay attention to quenching. If it is too hard, it will break easily; if it is too soft, it will lose its edge!"

"You can polish what you want only by polishing it carefully over and over again, and fully immersing yourself physically and mentally." Mu Xing squatted next to the bellows as he did when he was a child, concentrating, staring at Zhuo Bufan's blacksmithing action without blinking, everything was flowing smoothly, every time The hammer seems to be a combination of strength and beauty, and the rapid clanking sound,

And the excitement is like the neighing of a war horse, which makes people's blood boil, and sometimes it is like the rapid rain, penetrating into the heart.

In the simple blacksmith shop, sparks flew everywhere.

Another winter.

Thick snow piled up outside the blacksmith shop again. Mu Xing left the fishing village and went to the 'Talent Academy' to practice.

Ding, clang... Zhuo Bufan continued to forge iron in the iron shop, but what he forged was a long spear. The material of the spear was the 'Star Ore' that Zhuo Bufan exchanged with 'Taoist Points'. The material was tough, he repeated Beat him over and over again, according to what you want in your heart, and beat him every time

Become one with your mind and body and be completely immersed in it.

Ten years later.

Mu Xing was twenty-four years old and had become a military commander. He had excellent grades in school and joined the Kyushu Martial Arts School to become a true martial artist.

After making money, Mu Xing came back and took his parents to the city. Mu Xing originally wanted to take Zhuo Bufan to live with him in the city, but Zhuo Bufan refused. He still stayed in the small fishing village and continued his blacksmithing life.

On the day when Mu Xing turned thirty, he brought a beautiful girl with purple grape-like eyes to the fishing village.

"Xiaowei, I lived here when I was a child. I went fishing with my father in the sea. I know all kinds of fish, but my favorite thing is to watch Uncle Zhuo blacksmith."

The girl's name is 'Han Wei' and she is Mu Xing's classmate. The two have been in love since they were students. Now they are married and have a child, and the child is just one month old.

"Uncle Zhuo, I'm here to see you." Mu Xing took a bottle of wine and walked into the simple iron shop with his wife.

Han Wei was a kind girl and did not show any disdain for this simple and narrow place. Instead, she sweetly called out: "Uncle Zhuo, my name is Han Wei. I often hear Mu Xing mention you. You took care of him when he was a child. of."

"You're already married, okay, you haven't forgotten me yet." Zhuo Bufan smiled happily while drinking.

"Uncle Zhuo, how could I forget me and let me have fun hitting two irons?" Mu Xing picked up the hammer and started swinging it.

As a warrior, his strength becomes stronger and stronger.

Zhuo Bufan looked at it and said: "Having great power is a good thing, but you have to learn to control and use it. Brutal strength is no match for skillful use."

"When it comes to blacksmithing, I can't beat Uncle Zhuo. Uncle Zhuo, your body is still so strong and your blacksmithing skills are getting better and better." Mu Xing enjoyed watching Zhuo Bufan's blacksmithing process.

The year I turned fifty.

Mu Xing has become a strong man at the peak of the King of Martial Arts, and is also a well-known strong man in the Jiuzhou Martial Arts School.

Mu Xing gave birth to a son and a daughter. The son is 20 years old and the daughter is 18 years old. Both of them are good cultivators. In addition, Mu Xing cultivated them and now they have entered the 'Talent Academy' to practice.

And because of the growth of Mu Xing, the Demu family has become a Mu family, and it is also a well-known family in the city.

Over the years, Mu Xing would return to the small fishing village to blacksmith with Zhuo Bufan whenever he had free time. However, as his status increased, more and more things happened. He had not returned to the small fishing village for six years.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The sound of forging in the iron shop suddenly paused. Judging from his appearance, Zhuo Bufan was an old man over eighty years old with silver hair. There was a black spear placed on the iron pier. There were no patterns on the surface and the spear head was flat. sharp.

"Life and death matter." Zhuo Bufan murmured, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, then continued to swing the hammer.

His movements are smooth and natural, with a special sense of beauty and rhythm.

The white silk hanging in front of the door of Mu's Mansion shows that Mu Yongsheng took the first step three years ago.

"Dad." Mu Xing, who was already fifty years old, knelt beside the bed and kowtowed heavily. He had been used to life and death fighting monsters over the years, but his eyes were still red at this moment. "Dad died at the end of his life. He was not suffering from any illness before he died. Don't be too sad and hurt your body." Beside him, a middle-aged woman with a gentle temperament comforted him. It was his wife Han Wei.