Carrying the wine gourd, Hu Dahui turned his head and glanced at Lin Yi, and smiled and said, "Little brother, I, Hu, really didn't expect you to be so awesome. He actually won the top spot in one fell swoop. The breakthrough speed was even more than a thousand miles a day. When you came to my old man's shop yesterday, you were just a fifth-level martial artist, but in just one day, you had already broken through the mid-stage of the ninth-level martial artist."

"With the mid-stage ninth-level martial artist's cultivation, he is proud of the heroes of the Saint Martial Arts List and becomes the number one martial artist in the Saint Martial Arts Continent. Such achievements are definitely unprecedented. Little brother, you are proud enough." Hu Dachui said sincerely.

Facing Hu Dahui's praise, Lin Yi's face was as calm as usual. He smiled and said, "It's all over. The achievements of the past only represent the past. If you immerse yourself in the achievements of the past all day, it will only make people not enterprising."

When Hu Dahui heard Lin Yi's words, his eyes lit up. He raised his head and took a sip of old wine, laughed and said, "Good boy, it's best if you think so. It's ridiculous that Qin Zhantian has been obsessed with the top position of the people list for more than ten years, but in the end he got a different body and head on Thunder Island. Speaking of which, the word fame and fortune is the most harmful."

Lin Yi nodded. He had long felt that Hu Dachui was not an ordinary blacksmith. After hearing a few words from him today, Lin Yi became more confident in his mind.

Hu Dachui and Lin Yi were chatting, while flipping the Ziyang Sword and the Jinglei Sword in the stove from time to time.

Before we knew it, it was already noon.

Hu Dahui glanced at the sun in the east, and he smiled loudly and said, "Okay, the time and the heat are just right, it's time to do work."

After saying that, Hu Dahui took out the Ziyang Sword and the Jinglei Sword at the same time, quickly placed it on the iron pier, and swung the sledgehammer and started forging.

The sword body and the broken sword of the Ziyang Sword have been burned red as fire, and they have been changing shapes constantly under the forging of the sledgehammer.

A blacksmith often requires two people, one person has a hammer and the other person has a small hammer. However, after Hu Dahammer arrives, he has two hands, one hand and one hammer, and the left and right bows are heard. The sound of jingling is endless. A quarter of an hour later, the thunder sword finally merges with the Ziyang sword.

Next, Hu Dahui threw the integrated giant sword into the stove and baked it again. At this time, he began to pull the bellows beside the stove. The strong wind blew the furnace, and the stimulating flames in the stove rolled continuously.

In just a moment, the temperature in the shop rose by ten degrees, and a layer of fine beads of sweat had emerged from Hu Dahui's forehead. The clothes on his body were already wet, and the sweat was flowing like a stream on his burly and majestic body.

He simply took off his clothes, wore only a pair of big shorts, and was shirtless, pulling the bellows, turning the giant sword, and working hard.

Lin Yi didn't feel hot at first, but due to Hu Dahui's motivation, his heart began to become hot.

After burning the giant sword in the furnace for two hours, Hu Dahui drank a pot of old wine to the sky, and then he took out the Ziyang giant sword, which had become thicker, from the furnace.

Put it on the iron pier, start by tapping out the outline with a sledgehammer, and then tapping it with a small hammer.

It was almost noon outside, and people came and went on the streets, and the sound of jingling in the blacksmith shop was endless. Hu Daqiao was working very hard.

His movements were sometimes rough and wild, sometimes gentle and delicate, sometimes continuous, and sometimes only a long time to hit him.

After the sword was forged, Hu Dahui completely forgot everything around him, his whole body and mind, his energy, and even his soul, were poured into the Ziyang giant sword in his hand.

Lin Yi nodded uncontrollably from the side. He was completely impressed by Hu Dachui's full-body sword-making skills.

Focus on your favorite things, focus on your mind, and have no distractions. One | door | heart | soul pus on your favorite things and use your hard work to create the most perfect things. No matter how small such a person is, his spiritual power must be extremely powerful!

A sword was repeatedly beaten in Hu Dahui's hand, from sunrise to sunset. Midway through, he inserted the already formed sword back into the stove, calcined again, and beat again.

After repeated and repeated until the sun was drooping, Hu Dahui held the giant sword in his hand and let out a long sigh, laughing: "It's done! It's finally done! This is the most perfect sword that I, Hu Dahui, have ever made in my life!"

Hu Dahui's eyes were almost greedy and he stared at the giant sword in his hand. It was not until a long time later that he sent the giant sword to Lin Yi's hand. He turned around in a daze and came to the recliner, sat on the recliner, without any strength on his body.

The whole day of sword forging consumed all his essence, energy, and spirit.

Lin Yi held the giant sword in his hand. The giant sword was twice as heavy as before. The sword body was still as usual, without any change. Except for the absence of rust and the blades on both sides of the sword body were fully opened, the sword still looked simple and inconspicuous.

Lin Yi carefully looked at the sword and was shocked to find that it was his original Ziyang giant sword. Except for the sword blade, there was no change in the rest of the place.

He was able to forge and inject all the broken sword of Lei Zu into this Ziyang sword, but there was no change in it. Hu Dahui's craftsmanship was simply extraordinary.

Lin Yi injected a trace of vitality into the hilt of the sword, and the trace of vitality was immediately injected into the sword body. In an instant, Lin Yi actually felt that this sword was connected with him.

Lin Yi was suddenly overjoyed!

He knew better than anyone else that his Ziyang Sword was very good, but the only flaw was that he could not inject vital energy into it.

Before this sword was returned to the furnace and forged, it was like Lin Yi ten thousand years ago. He was born with a broken vein and his vitality could not be transported into the sword body.

The forged giant sword is like Lin Yi who has been reborn ten thousand years later. Not only is the meridians sound, but the meridians are also extremely thick. The vitality injected into the sword body is unobstructed.

Lin Yi was very convinced that the Ziyang Sword after injecting vitality would definitely double its combat power.

After looking at Ziyang Sword for a moment, Lin Yi turned his head and looked at Hu Dachui with gratitude. Hu Dachui was looking at him with a faint look.

"Senior, thank you for helping me make up for the incompleteness of the Ziyang Sword. I wonder how much I need to pay?" Lin Yi said gratefully.

When Hu Dahui heard this, he burst into laughter and said, "Reward? Don't be ashamed of me, Lao Hu. Since you are a descendant of the Thunder Clan benefactor, you are also my Lao Hu's benefactor. Although my Lao Hu is not surnamed Lei, I have more or less Thunder Clan blood. You go, take this sword and I can see that you are stained with too much demon blood, and this sword also takes the initiative to accompany you and drink countless demon blood together."—

ps: The fourth update. Thank you for the reward of 4,000 book coins from [Rong Zhi (Yin Chuansheng Calligraphy and Painting Studio). At the same time, thank you for the votes and rewards from all brothers. Rong Shuixiu asked provocatively, is this a new way of advertising?
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