Chapter 477: Conditions for Participation
"Don't worry, little Marquis. I, Old Huo, am good at all eighteen kinds of weapons. I will definitely forge a spear that you can use."
Huo Bingzi was a square-faced man wearing straw sandals. He had been favored by King Zhennan in his early years.
Therefore, knowing that Zhong Zhenyue was visiting, he responded directly without waiting for him to speak.
"Uncle Huo, I don't want a spear."
Zhong Zhenyue cupped his hands and said seriously: "I want a hammer."
Brother Li, who turned the tide in southern Xinjiang, has made great achievements. However, the court has not expressed any response so far, and Zhong Zhenyue has always been resentful.
Until his father took him to court once.
The Gongun princes, nobles and dignitaries all had two lips and one tongue, going around and around to minimize the war in southern Xinjiang, and finally turned it into "Your Majesty's virtue is as good as the sky".
The emperor does not need to reward himself, and let it go in the end.
Now Brother Li may have come to Imperial Capital.
Zhong Zhenyue hoped that he could come out on top in the Qianlong Conference and stand dazzlingly in front of all the Gongun princes, so that they could open their eyes and not be ignored.
Huo Bingzi was stunned: "Hammer?? What do you want this thing for?"
"For a friend of mine."
"How can Qianlong Tianjiao use a hammer..."
It seemed that he suddenly remembered that there was a person nicknamed the Hammer Bully.
"Then you have to think about it, I can only take one shot, and you have to think of another way to use your weapon."
"I've thought about it."
Zhong Zhenyue nodded without hesitation.
At this time, the inner courtyard of the sword furnace opened, and the fire poured out like flowing lava.
Huo Bingzi was startled, then immediately turned around and held his hands toward the firelight.
"Teacher, are you... out of seclusion?"
"Uncle Huo's mentor?"
Zhong Zhenyue followed his line of sight and saw an old figure standing at the end of his field of vision. Two fingers were missing from his left hand, and his face was as dry as orange peel.
One of the four master craftsmen of Sword Furnace, Du Wufeng.
Ever since I forged the Divine Sword, I don't know if I had some insights or encountered a bottleneck, so I turned off the furnace and sealed the hammer, and stayed in seclusion to this day.
He himself is also a powerful person at the peak of his legal body, only a thin line away from the seventh realm.
"Are you...?"
"Haha, what are you thinking about? How can Tiangong be so easy..."
Du Wufeng shook his head and looked at Zhong Zhenyue: "Who is this little kid? He has good muscles and bones, but he is a good young man who can fight in the battlefield. He came to learn blacksmithing from his master? "
Huo Bingzi explained: "He is the only son of Prince Zhong. The Qianlong Conference is coming soon. He asked me to build a hammer for his friend."
"Hammer? Tsk tsk... there are still little guys using this?"
Du Wufeng's cloudy old eyes flashed with light.
Blacksmiths are all practitioners of crafts and martial arts, and hammer soldiers are the choice of many craftsmen.
It's a pity that blacksmithing is different from beating people. It takes seven or eight years to become an apprentice. He has already passed the age before he can be on the Qianlong List.
"Some seniors, my brother Li, the Hammer Overlord, is now ranked fourth among the Qianlongs, and is still... in southern Xinjiang..."
Zhong Zhenyue hasn't finished speaking yet.
An apprentice came running outside and said respectfully: "Master, your Highness is here to visit. He is waiting for you at the sword furnace."
"Then go ahead."
Du Wufeng diverted his attention and walked out of the yard with his hands behind his back.
It seemed that the prince interested him more.
Zhong Zhenyue's heart sank.
Could Jiang Yu...
Do you want to hire a master craftsman to build a mysterious weapon?
He and Huo Bingzi looked at each other, cupped their hands and said:
"Uncle Huo, I'm a little curious about the weapon-making skills of the sword furnace. Can you take me for a walk?"
"nature."
Huo Bingzi seemed to know what he was thinking.
at the same time.
At the door of the sword furnace, several figures walked into a sea of fire and steel.
At the front, there is a young man who is about to become a young man. He is wearing a pure Yang gown that is not easily burned by fire. His eyes are clear and lively, his face is handsome but still has lines, and he looks more and more like a righteous gentleman.
When Xiao Li arrived at Jianlu, he felt like he was back home.
Even though his temperament looks more like a Confucian scholar, he is incompatible with this place.
He wasn't the only one who was out of place.
The independent Ying Bing has a completely different style of painting from here.
Jiang Chulong looked around carefully. When she was at the Tianshan Sword Manor, she spent most of her time at the Sword Tomb, but she still came back to the Sword Furnace.
"Do you really want to participate in the Weapon-Forging Conference?"
Xie Xuan still couldn't believe this.
He thought it was normal that Li Mo was good at hammering, but it was not just a craftsman who was good at hammering.
Li Mo is now seventeen years old.
Counting the time spent practicing martial arts, how much time can be spent on honing skills.
Most of the apprentices of the Sword Furnace are in their twenties or even thirty years old.
"Of course, I feel more at ease because I made the weapon with my own hands."
Li Mo looked at the furnishings here and nodded.
Xie Xuan added: "You can participate in the Weapon Forging Conference. Firstly, it will test your physical fitness. Secondly, you need to bring two assistants during the forging process."
"Is there still such a rule?"
"Yes, one assistant is responsible for quenching, and another assistant is responsible for picking the materials, otherwise you will not be able to participate."
"Then I have it."
Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
"who?"
Xie Xuanzheng was confused.
Li Mo pointed at Ying Bing and Jiang Chulong.
Ying Bing: "...."
Jiang Chulong: "!"
Xie Xuan: "???"
Xiao Xie, who is ranked second in Qianlong, widened his eyes and read:
‘Are you kidding me? ’
Li Mo said: "Quenching requires extremely high control over the temperature, right?"
"That's right." Xie Xuan thought there was no problem.
"Today, Bing Tuozi helped me finish the plate of stir-fried vinegar potato shreds..."
"Are you sure it's potato shreds?"
"Ahem...it doesn't matter what it is, what matters is the control of the fire! He is enough to be a quenching assistant!"
"?"
Li Mo made a √ gesture, indicating that this was reasonable.
"What about picking materials? You let this little girl do it? What can she do?" Xie Xuan asked, pointing to the timid little Princess Jiang.
Li Mo's eyes were full of trust: "She is the best at picking up trash!"
"Yes, I like picking up garbage the most." Princess Jiang nodded seriously. What Brother Li said was right.
"???"
Xie Xuan was so upset that he didn't know how to vomit.
Is this right? Is this reasonable?
Classmate Xiao Li doesn’t care whether it’s reasonable or not.
Sorting Assistant√!
"That's all, then follow me and submit the Black Iron Order."
Xie Xuan shook his head.
When the time comes, he will look for a few famous weapons that he can use for Li Mo and the others.
With this in mind, he stepped into the sword furnace lobby and found that the lobby was very quiet at the moment.
It shouldn't be.
There wouldn't be so few people here on weekdays, let alone when the Weapon-Forging Conference was approaching.
"Brother Li?"
Zhong Zhenyue was originally choosing the shape of the hammer soldier, but he never thought that Li Mo would suddenly arrive in front of him.
"Old Zhong, long time no see. Are you here to see the craftsmen making weapons?"
Li Mo could see that the middle-aged man next to Zhong Zhenyue had the breath of a furnace mixed with it.
He is obviously a highly skilled craftsman.
"That's right, Brother Li could be the same..."
"That's not true. I'm here to compete."
"Um??"