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In the forging room, the furnace was burning fiercely, as if it could burn everything to ashes. The red light of the fire shone and the temperature was scorching.
"The Four Key Techniques of Blacksmithing are the foundation. You have mastered them all. In this aspect, I have nothing to teach you."
"But if you want to forge a sword, the Four Key Techniques of Blacksmithing alone is not enough. Now, I will teach you a better forging technique — Four Transformation Five Hammers Technique."
After explaining the steps of forging a sword to Chen Zong, Elder Lie began to teach him the Four Transformation Five Hammers Technique.
The so-called Four Transformation Five Hammers Technique was a more advanced forging technique that evolved from the Four Key Techniques of Blacksmithing. The Four Transformation was the depth of the Four Key Techniques of Blacksmithing. The Five Hammers were the five techniques to swing the hammer.
Light, heavy, fast, and slow were the Four Transformations.
Positive, Void, Press, Press, and Grind were the Five Hammers Technique.
Combining the Four Transformations and the Five Hammers Technique was the Four Transformation Five Hammers Technique.
Chen Zong learned very quickly after Elder Lie taught him. In fact, in the previous two or three months, Elder Lie taught Chen Zong the Four Key Techniques of Blacksmithing and also taught Chen Zong the Five Hammers Technique in bits and pieces.
"Well, now that you have mastered the Four Transformation Five Hammers Technique, immediately forge a sword for me to see." Elder Lie said unceremoniously.
Chen Zong had long been accustomed to Elder Lie's way of speaking and did not care.
Forging a sword was different from forging a block of iron. To forge a block of iron, the rough iron was burned red and soft with fire and then hammered repeatedly. To forge a sword, the iron was melted into molten iron with fire and poured into the model to solidify into the initial embryo. After repeated hammering, it gradually took shape and finally quenched and sharpened, a sword was completed.
The Common Iron Block had long since been melted into molten iron, and under Chen Zong's control, it was injected into the longsword model. The molten iron glowed with a bright red light, as if it was lava. It gave off a terrifyingly high temperature, causing Chen Zong to sweat profusely.
Staring at the molten iron in the mold, Chen Zong watched as it cooled down and solidified bit by bit. When it was about time, he took it out and placed it on the anvil. Then, he grabbed the hundred-pound hammer with his right hand, lifted it up high, and smashed it down with all his might.
The 'right' of the five hammers meant that the hand was holding the hammer. It was the most commonly used method of holding the hammer.
Xu, on the other hand, was to hold it slightly without exerting much force. When the hammer was raised and brought down, it might seem fierce, but it was actually very light and would vibrate slightly.
As for pressing, after the hammer landed, it would not bounce back up. Instead, it would press down on the sword embryo with a second force.
Pressure, this is the increase of pressure.
Grinding referred to rubbing up and down a short distance after pressing the hammer against the sword embryo.
Elder Lie watched from the side and nodded secretly. It was Chen Zong's first time forging a sword. Although he was a little unfamiliar with it, his overall performance was quite good. His basic skills were very solid, and his control and application of power were unique.
After repeated hammering, the sword embryo took shape and solidified completely. Hammering was useless, so he decided to temper it.
The water used for tempering was cold spring water. One had to grasp the timing and angle. This required superb eyesight, keen senses, and rich experience.
In terms of eyesight, Chen Zong was not bad. In terms of senses, Chen Zong was not bad either. What he lacked was experience. Therefore, in Elder Lie's opinion, the tempering this time was very ordinary.
"This is the sword I forged with my own hands?" Chen Zong picked up the sword from the cold spring water and looked at it carefully. The body of the sword was a little uneven, and it was not straight enough. It was crooked and looked like a fire stick.
"Too bad. You need to continue working hard." Elder Lie took a look and scolded directly. Did he dare to say that the sword he forged for the first time was not even as good as a fire stick?
After that, Chen Zong no longer forged refined iron blocks. Instead, he forged swords.
The task given to him by Elder Lie was to forge at least ten ordinary iron swords this month, and he would be able to get 200 contribution points.
After leaving the forging workshop, Chen Zong recalled every detail of the sword forging process.
"How do I comprehend swordsmanship by forging swords?"
Obviously, forging swords and practicing swords were two different things. Then, what was the connection between the two?
Chen Zong did not know yet, but he would find the answer.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. Chen Zong forged an ordinary iron sword every day, but every time, he was not satisfied.
The molten iron was poured into the sword mold, taken out, hammered, shaped, and quenched.
With a sizzling sound, the water vapor turned into white mist. After the quenching was completed, Chen Zong took out the sword and looked at it carefully.
The body of the sword was straight, even, and smooth. It was a little better than the first ordinary iron sword he used.
"I finally succeeded." Chen Zong wiped the sweat off his face and smiled from the bottom of his heart.
After successfully forging the sword, Chen Zong suddenly had a deeper understanding of swords. This was because every step of the formation of the sword was under his control.
"Next, it's sharpening."
Sharpening was to polish the blade and make it sharp. Only then would it be a real sword, not just an ornament.
Sharpening was also about technique. Careless polishing would only ruin the sword.
After sharpening, Chen Zong's finger gently touched the blade. Feeling the sharpness, he smiled again. Suddenly, he waved the sword as if he had a telepathic connection. His Qi and blood surged and exploded in a unique way.
The sword light slashed out. Four sword lights were very clear. Beside them, four blurry sword lights appeared.
"Okay." Chen Zong quickly put down the ordinary iron sword. He did not have time to tidy it up. He picked up the sword and quickly left the forging workshop.
After successfully forging the sword, he had a more intuitive understanding of swords. Because of this, his understanding of swordsmanship also improved. Although he was still a little confused, it did not stop him from achieving a breakthrough.
The forging workshop was not a place to practice swordsmanship. With that feeling, Chen Zong ran like a horse to a corner of the training field. He pulled out the sword, grasped that feeling, and immediately started practicing.
Over and over again, the four blurry sword lights slowly became clear.
After fifteen times, his Qi and blood were exhausted. Chen Zong had to recover. After recovering, he continued practicing swordsmanship.
Over and over again, as if he did not know the meaning of fatigue. Until the sun set in the west, night fell, and the bright moon quietly rose into the sky.
"Splitting Light and Sweeping Shadow!"
Once again, he slashed out. Eight clear sword lights slashed forward. Looking carefully, four of them were very clear and bright, while the other four were relatively dim.
"Splitting Light and Sweeping Shadow, I've finally mastered it." Chen Zong exhaled. He was sweating all over. His stomach was growling from hunger. He quickly took out an Energy Pill and ate it. Then, he went to the cafeteria.
"Splitting Light and Sweeping Shadow at the mastery level consumes one-fifth of my Qi and blood. If I reach the peak of the mastery level, I'm afraid it will be even more."
Although the consumption of Qi and blood increased, the power of Splitting Light and Sweeping Shadow at the mastery level was indeed much stronger than at the peak of the mastery level.
Practicing swordsmanship, forging swords, and practicing martial arts.
Chen Zong could feel his progress every day.
However, he still had no clue about the Realm of Truth. And the Eight Forms of the True Sword was still at the peak of perfection.
Year 395, December 28th of the Zhenwu Calendar.
It was the end of another year. Martial Wind City was located in the east of the Eastern Continent. The four seasons did not change that much. However, in such a cold winter, the cold wind was still chilly.
In a corner of the martial arts field, Chen Zong slashed out with his sword. The sharp sword light was dazzling. It tore through the cold wind and split into eight.
With another slash, the eight sword lights lined up and slashed at the same place. As if they were cutting through space, they left a clear sword mark. It took a few breaths for it to disappear.
After exhausting all of his Qi and blood, Chen Zong started practicing the Fierce Tiger Art.
His Qi and blood were like tigers. As he circulated them, a powerful and fearless aura gathered in his body. His Qi and blood were recovering at an accelerated rate.
When his Qi and blood were fully recovered, Chen Zong felt the inside of his body vibrating. It was as if a tiger's roar was echoing through the forest. The roar was earth-shattering. His Qi and blood were vibrating violently.
"This is …" After his Qi and blood calmed down, Chen Zong sensed it carefully. His face was filled with joy. "I've mastered the first level of the Fierce Tiger Art?"
The Fierce Tiger Art was a middle-grade Mortal Level martial arts technique. It was divided into three levels. Mastering the first level would allow one to reach Level Seven of the Qi and blood realm. Mastering the second level would allow one to reach Level Eight of the Qi and blood realm. Mastering the third level would allow one to reach Level Nine of the Qi and blood realm.
However, the difficulty of practicing a cultivation technique was often higher than that of a martial art of the same level. Many of the disciples in the clan hall had yet to master the first stage, let alone the second stage. As for the entire Chen family, only a small number of people could master all three stages of the Fierce Tiger Technique.
The higher the level of the martial arts technique, the higher the upper limit of one's cultivation. It also meant that one's cultivation speed and Qi and blood recovery speed would increase.
"The exchange for the second level of the Fierce Tiger Art requires five hundred contribution points. I've already exceeded that amount."
Chen Zong thought to himself. He immediately set off for the Martial Arts Tower.
"The martial arts techniques on the second and third level of the Martial Arts Tower only have names and introductions. There are no details. Once you've made your choice, come back and tell me," the Martial Arts Tower administrator said to Chen Zong.
This method was to prevent people from recording more martial arts techniques after entering the second and third levels of the Martial Arts Tower.
"I choose the second level of the Fierce Tiger Art," Chen Zong said.
Since that was the case, there was no need for him to enter the second level.
"Chen Zong, five hundred contribution points deducted." Then, the administrator took out a silk booklet and handed it to Chen Zong. "This is the second level of the Fierce Tiger Art. You must return it within ten days."
The second level of the Fierce Tiger Art was much more profound than the first level. However, it was based on the first level. There were only some additions and changes made to the circulation of Qi and blood, making it more efficient.
However, if one were to cultivate the second level directly, it would be more difficult because it lacked the foundation of the first level.
Chen Zong quickly replaced the first level with the circulation of the second level. He immediately felt that his Qi and blood recovered at a faster rate. It was almost fifty percent. In other words, if he continued to cultivate, he could grasp that the cultivation speed of the second level was fifty percent faster than that of the first level.
In other words, the cultivation speed and recovery speed of the second level of the Fierce Tiger Art of the Middle Class of the Human Level was comparable to the first level of the Upper Class of the Human Level.
Moreover, Chen Zong could feel that the Qi and blood driven by the second level of the Fierce Tiger Art was like a tiger. Its momentum was even stronger than that of the first level.
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