Chapter 694: Test

When Zhang Haotian heard this, he became anxious and said, "What should I do? Is there no other way?"

Ou Tiemei started to breathe in her chest and said, "Unless... unless someone sucks poison blood, it can relieve the toxicity, but drug users...it will be very dangerous. At most, it can be fine...it is only half at most. Zhang...Mr. Zhang, my head is getting dizzy now, and time is too late, hello...he listen carefully, I will tell you the secret book of the Ou family...Ou family's sword casting and tender mud...it will tell you that you can't let it be buried."

However, Zhang Haotian did not listen to her and called out, "Sister Ou, stop talking." He grabbed her left leg with both hands, and his head fell, then he leaned towards her tiny bloody mouth. His lips quickly pressed against him, sucking hard, while sucking, he spitted the black blood in the grass.

Seeing this, Ou Tiemei's eyes were filled with emotion and she whispered: "Mr. Zhang, aren't you afraid of death?"

The saying "The older the world, the less courageous you are" is absolutely true. To be honest, Zhang Haotian is becoming more and more afraid of death now, because he knows that after he dies, he will destroy the happiness of many people and the responsibilities that should be fulfilled cannot be fulfilled. However, the current situation cannot tolerate him thinking too much. What he only knows is that Ou Tiemei came here because of herself. Now that she was bitten by a poisonous snake, she will lose her life. She must not see her die. Some things cannot be measured by whether it is worth or not, whether it is worth or not.

Because he was worried that the syphilis of Otitanium was at the heart, Zhang Haotian didn't even have time to answer her. He just kept sucking blood and spitting it out. Gradually, he saw that the blood he vomited turned from black to red, which obviously had already had an effect.

But at this moment, Ou Tiemei suddenly closed her legs and stood up, staring at Zhang Haotian and whispered: "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, this is just a test. You have passed, my legs are fine. Let's go, I'll take you up the mountain to dig the best tender mud."

Unexpectedly, the situation would turn out like this. Zhang Haotian was stunned and slowly stood up, looking at her and said, "Test, what kind of test?"

Ou Tiemei showed a look of guilt on her face and said, "This is the idea that my mother came up with. I can't complete the sword casting alone. If you want to be an assistant, the Ou family's sword casting technique will flow out. When I discussed with my mother this morning, she was worried that I would be inaccurate and met a person with ulterior motives. So she came up with such an idea. The wound I just now was thorned by the poisonous branches in the mountains. This poison was like being stung by Ma Feng, and I was about to get a bag immediately.

It looks amazing, but it won't endanger your life. If you just listen to me about where the Ou family's sword-casting secret book and tender mud are, then I will ask you to go to a cave on the mountain, where there will be a real red refining. If a person goes in, it will be difficult to come out alive. In this way, you won't even reveal the secrets of burying the sword cave and hiding the sword cave. As for Miss Xiaowei, it is best if she goes with you. If she doesn't go, my mother will also find another way to make her die in a bad life."

Zhang Haotian listened silently, secretly shocked. Looking at Ou Tiemei's conscience on his face, he could understand. Ou Tiemei originally believed in her feelings, and had no intention of them, and did not want to do this, otherwise she would not have taken him and Xiaowei to Jianlu last night. Her mother listened to her everything, and of course she was worried that she would come up with such an idea, and there was nothing wrong with this idea. After all, in this world, people in the Ou family would not be wrong to recognize swords, but they might not be accurate in identifying people. A person who is greedy and does not deserve to be a knife cast by Ou Tiemei, and she cannot know the secret that can bring huge wealth.

So he smiled and said, "Sister Ou, let's go. If I were to change, I would do this, so there is no need to mention this."

Seeing Zhang Haotian so open-minded and generous, Ou Tiemei nodded with satisfaction, but she didn't say anything else. She walked forward, and the injury undoubtedly did not hinder her.

Not long after, the two began to climb the mountain. Although there was no road and they were just climbing in the jungle, it was naturally not difficult for Zhang Haotian. An hour later, Ou Tiemei took him to a mountain wall, digging a thick layer of leaves, and digging up the soil below with a hoe. Zhang Haotian squatted down and grabbed a piece of mud with his hands. The color of the mud was lighter than ordinary mud, but the most obvious thing was that it didn't touch the hand. The texture felt delicate, just like plasticine played with by children, it was easy to form. No wonder it was called "tender mud".

After digging half of the basket of tender mud, Ou Tiemei covered the land with leaves again and went down the mountain as usual. As a man, Zhang Haotian naturally would not let her carry the basket that was already heavy at this time, and took it and carried it on her back, but following Ou Tiemei's footsteps were not slow.

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After returning to the Ou family, neither Ou Tiemei nor Zhang Haotian asked about the test. Instead, he entered the sword hut and started to make a knife style. Although Zhang Haotian only handed her something, watching her make a model step by step from the blade to the handle of the knife, he also benefited a lot. He was very moved that to be a good swordsman, you must not only have a good foundation in art, but also have the strength to swing a sledgehammer, which is much more complicated than ordinary people imagine.

It took five days to make a sword style. According to the sword casting process, it should be "adjustment", that is, add copper, tin, lead and other raw materials to the main iron mile for mixing. This process is also the most critical for sword casting, because once you don't master it well, you will be too hard or too soft when you add too hard, and it will be easy to fold, and it will be too soft and weak. The advantage of mixing is that the master of sword casting is the difference between sword casting masters and ordinary craftsmen. Those swords made by factories with machine tools are even more incomparable. The spiritual energy of a sword is also given by the sword casting master at this time.

Fortunately, with the already-mixed "Overlord Sword", the two of them did not pass through this most difficult level, but entered the smelting stage directly.

After setting up the fire, the Overlord Sword and the Golden Dragon Short Knife were placed in a thick and smooth stone basin, and then it began to melt. Three hours later, the accessories of the two weapons' thighs and handguards turned into ashes. Only two pieces of instruments were left in the stone basin, but after burning them with the fire for a whole day, the two pieces of instruments were not damaged at all.

The two of them knew that these swords were extraordinary and it was naturally not easy to melt them, so they started to take turns to rest, burning firewood for twenty-four hours. Zhang Haotian only realized that there was also a specialty for iron smelting firewood, and the cypress branches that burned with fragrance were used, because this could gradually accumulate into medium charcoal fire under the furnace, and the sword body refined from medium charcoal fire was the best quality with hard and soft. Although a high-temperature furnace of thousands of degrees in the factory could be quickly refined into iron, it was just a lifeless one and a low quality used to fool outsiders.

This burn lasted for more than ten days. Zhang Haotian and Ou Tiemei sat in front of the stove for twelve hours a day, and every half an hour, they had to add firewood. Seeing that there was too much charcoal in the stove, they had to dig out some to ensure that the fire did not decrease. Although it was early autumn, people would sweat profusely by the stove, dry mouth and tongue, and even more stuffy in their chests. At this moment, Zhang Haotian also deeply understood why many people in the Ou family died of coughing up blood.

On the thirteenth day, the Overlord Sword finally showed signs of softening under the continuous burning, and the Golden Dragon Short Sword was still as hard as before. Ou Tiemei would occasionally use a pliers to flip it, but her expression was obviously not sure about when she could refine all two weapons.

Zhang Haotian has twelve hours of rest. He spent six hours resting and two hours to chop wood at the foot of the mountain. He used all the other time to study sword techniques. This is the case every day. At present, he has arranged people to take charge of the situation in the underworld. Before the new wolf king's sword comes out, his sword skills should also go further, because he has a feeling that his second duel with Chen Linglong will begin soon. This time, it is definitely a situation that will never stop. He would rather die under Chen Linglong's sword than try to escape like a coward.

By the 25th day, the Overlord Sword had been completely refined and turned into a pool of red iron in the stone box. However, when using iron pliers to flip through the golden dragon short sword, there was still no sign of softening.

However, Ou Tiemei still had a way. She took a cloth bag, grabbed a black sand-shaped thing, and sprinkled it on the Golden Dragon Short Sword's knife, telling Zhang Haotian that this was her family's ancestral melted iron powder, which was specially used to deal with the stubborn flying stones in the sky. Her father used it when casting the Golden Dragon Short Sword. However, this melted iron powder itself is an unnecessary impurity. If it is not necessary, it is best not to use it.

The Ou family's iron melting powder was indeed effective. After a few days, the sword body of the Golden Dragon Short Sword began to soften. After another half a month of refining, it gradually melted.

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On that night, Zhang Haotian was at night. In the middle of the night, he saw that the golden dragon short sword completely disappeared. He merged with the overlord sword Tiexhui that had been refined. He was so happy that he quickly went out and called Ou Tiemei.

Ou Tiemei hurried in with her clothes, and when she saw the iron melted from two weapons in the fire, she frowned.

Seeing this, Zhang Haotian hurriedly said, "Sister Ou, why? Haven't it melted yet?"

Ou Tiemei shook her head and said, "It's not that it's not melted, but that it's not melted clean. Look at the smoke inside."

Zhang Haotian looked around and saw a faint black smoke floating on the dark red iron, followed by some yellow air, and said, "Is there something wrong with this smoke?"

Ou Tiemei nodded and said, "According to the secret book of sword casting, my ancestors left behind, "As long as the shape of gold is cast, gold and tin, the black and turbid air is exhausted, yellow and white are followed by yellow and white, and the green air is exhausted, and the sword can be cast." The black and turbid air refers to this black smoke, which is formed by charcoal fire all day long, and the yellow and white air is produced when the gold and tin are not pure. If the green air appears, it is the impurities in the copper that have not been completely refined. When I saw my father casting the Overlord Sword, no smoke came out. Now it appears, it is probably the relationship between melted iron powder. We have to continue burning this fire until no smoke came out."

Zhang Haotian originally thought that he could pour the iron into the knife model that had been made long ago and cast the knife. He was disappointed when he heard this, so he had to let Ou Tiemei go to bed and continue to burn the fire by himself. He deeply realized that it was really not easy to cast a good weapon.

The smoke of various colors has been floating for a month before it has ended, and Ou Tiemei finally started the fourth process - casting.

This process is simple, which is to pour the melted iron into the prepared knife and then immerse it in a tank of cold spring water. After a burst of white smoke, a long knife, the handle of the wolf head and the arc-shaped knife, exactly the same as the designed pattern. However, Zhang Haotian knew that the last process had not been completed - after casting and processing, this wolf king knife was still in its prototype.

After the knife shape comes out, forging begins and still needs to be burned in the fire, but the fire is not as big as it has burned. Put the knife on a thick iron plate, clamp it with iron pliers, hold the hammer and constantly hit the blade, forging an inclination between the back and the blade. Whether the slope is smooth and meticulous is related to the sharpness of the knife, which is not careless.

At this moment, for a swordsman, a woman's disadvantage is reflected. Although Ou Tiemei is quite strong, it is very difficult to frequently hit the big hammer with a foot of 60 or 70 kilograms. Zhang Haotian was originally helping to clamp the sword with iron pliers. After seeing her hitting her for two hundred times, she seemed to be willing but not strong enough. Moreover, due to her uneven strength, the sword body seemed to be a little bumpy and couldn't help but say, "Sister Ou, why don't I knock it? Just give me some tips."

Ou Tiemei agreed to help Zhang Haotian cast a sword. She was originally a little dissatisfied with the rule of passing on men but not women. When she actually operated it, she realized that the ancestors did not look down on women, but because it was too physically exhausted to fight the level of forging in sword casting, and the woman could not complete it at all. She could only do it backfire. She sighed a long time ago and nodded and said, "Okay, come and try it."

As she spoke, she took the iron pliers from Zhang Haotian's hand, and Zhang Haotian picked up the big hammer she placed on the ground and hit the blade. Unfortunately, although he was strong enough, he had no experience in this kind of work. The blade could not be smooth and smooth under his blow. Fortunately, with Ou Tiemei's guidance, he gradually could master the key points of the attack. It is estimated that in ten days, he would be able to cast a sharp sword.

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Just the day after the forging, the two entered the sword house early in the morning. As yesterday, Ou Tiemei used iron pliers to clamp the blade and pointed to the part and strength that was hit from time to time.

Zhang Haotian waved the big hammer and was understanding the truth that he had mastered the true skills through the thousands of hammers. When he saw Xiaowei hurried in, he came to him and whispered: "Brother Tian, ​​can you stop for a moment? I have something to tell you."

It has been more than three months since the beginning of the modeling. In order to concentrate on casting and practicing knifes, Zhang Haotian gave Xiaowei all his phone and asked her to answer anything, but Xiaowei had never disturbed him. Now that she came in, she looked a little anxious. There was undoubtedly something big happened. Zhang Haotian said to Ou Tiemei, walked out of the sword hut with Xiaowei and came to the yard.

As soon as he stopped, Zhang Haotian said, "Xiaowei, what happened?"

Xiaowei came to his side and whispered: "Brother Tian, ​​I just received a call from Uncle Biao. Sixteen cities on the north and south edges were attacked by the Beixiong Gang at the same time. Moreover, the enemy still has the potential to continue to expand south, but the specific situation is still unclear."

When Zhang Haotian heard this, he suddenly felt a sudden shock. He understood that Xiaowei knew only this. He asked her to bring her phone and unplug a number, but it was Zhuo Aoshuang. She had been in the north for a while. The Beixiong Gang had no sound of the wind in such a big move. He wanted to ask the truth.

The music on the phone only sounded for a while, and Zhuo Aoshuang's voice came. Before he could ask, he said, "Zhang Haotian, are you trying to ask Beixiong to attack the southern border, right?"
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