Forge a sword
True Fire, according to the words of his previous life, was a type of energy in the form of flames. Within the flames, there was an incomparable heat.
To become a refiner, one had to integrate the True Fire into the Dantian.
That was where the nine spirit veins intersected.
The difficulty of fusing True Fire was extremely high. In the Glory Continent, there were countless people who cultivated, but out of a thousand people, there might not even be one who could successfully fuse and become a refiner.
Since ancient times, there had been countless examples of people who had attempted to fuse with True Fire but ended up suffering a backlash from the True Fire.
"The problem now is, how do we get the True Fire?"
Tang Huan had a headache. True Fire was very common in the Glory Continent, it was sold in the biggest weapon shop in the southern part of the Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City, and a single True Fire was only around 500 gold coins.
This price was not considered expensive.
But to the current Tang Huan, this was an astronomical figure. Even if he sold all the ordinary weapons in the shop, he still wouldn't be able to gather a thousand gold coins. Unfortunately, before the old blacksmith left, the aptitude he displayed was too mediocre. Otherwise, the old blacksmith would definitely have prepared a True Fire for him.
This time, he did not know when the old blacksmith would return, so he had to rely on himself.
After thinking about it, Tang Huan finally thought of his old profession.
Although the swords he forged in his previous life could not be compared to the famous swords like the Ancient Fish Intestine and Great Ravager, they were still extremely rare weapons. Otherwise, they would not have been sold for such a high price.
Yesterday evening, Tang Huan had compared and observed the ordinary weapons in the shop.
There was a reason why they could only sell for the price of farm tools, and that was because their quality was about the same as the farm tools in this world. Even if they were strong, they were very limited, and could not be compared to the sharp weapons that Tang Huan had forged in his previous life. He could choose any one of his works from his previous life and cut them all in half.
Of course, the weapons in the shop were actually all the "masterpieces" of the young Tang Huan.
Although this shop was opened by the old blacksmith, he rarely forged weapons, especially in recent years, which made the blacksmith shop's business very depressed.
"Although I can't forge low-grade weapons now, with my skills, the swords I forge will definitely be incomparably sharp. I think the price won't be too low."
Tang Huan thought for a while and quickly made up his mind.
After casually making some food to fill his stomach, Tang Huan went to the shop in front.
Although the young Tang Huan's level of forging weapons was not that great, his body was strong and he had a lot of strength. Furthermore, he had enough patience. There were quite a few sword billets that he had forged in the shop.
This would also save Tang Huan a lot of effort.
After familiarizing himself with the positions of the various tools, Tang Huan started to get busy. Not long after, the shop started to emit clanking sounds.
Tang Huan's upper body was naked, and the iron hammer in his hand landed on the bright red sword billets on the pier. Very quickly, he was sweating profusely.
As soon as he started, he realized that forging weapons was much easier than in his previous life.
In his mind, the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" had already started to spin, continuously guiding the Genuine Qi towards Tang Huan's right hand. If Tang Huan was still on Earth in his previous life, he would definitely not be able to handle this hammer that weighed twenty to thirty kilograms. But now, he felt as if he could lift something heavy as if it were light.
The heavy iron hammer was like a light branch that could be swung by him at will.
With the Genuine Qi, the speed of forging weapons would definitely increase greatly.
In addition, after personally forging the sword billets, he discovered that the quality of the "Black Profound Iron", which was the most common weapon forging weapon in the Glory Continent, was much higher than the iron ore on Earth. If it was forged well, even if it was not of the highest grade, it would still be able to cut through hair and cut through iron like mud.
This discovery made Tang Huan extremely excited.
Following that, Tang Huan became more and more focused, completely forgetting about the time. Forging, planing … Quenching … When he was awakened by hunger, the sky outside had already darkened. It was already late at night.
Tang Huan let out a long breath and looked at the wooden platform. There, three swords were placed side by side.
The first sword was a heavy sword. It was more than a meter long and its blade was as wide as an adult's palm. It weighed about a dozen kilograms. A weapon of this weight could be considered light in the Glory Continent. The young Tang Huan had forged quite a few weapons that weighed dozens of kilograms, but to him, this was the first time he had forged such a heavy sword. In his previous life on Earth, the heaviest sword he had forged was only eight kilograms.
The second sword was about two fingers wide and seventy centimeters long. The third sword was a short sword. It was also two fingers wide and only twenty centimeters long. There was a groove on both sides of the sword.
The three swords lay there quietly. A layer of dark light seemed to be slowly flowing on the shiny black sword bodies.
Tang Huan picked up the sword in the middle and quickly drew a few sword flowers. It was actually extremely cold, and after a while, the Genuine Qi penetrated the sword's body and slashed onto the iron ingot on the table.
"Ding!"
After a series of metallic clangs, the iron ingot was immediately split into two. The cross section was extremely smooth.
Following that, Tang Huan put down his long sword and picked up the heavy sword and the short sword. Not long later, the two pieces of the table were split into two.
"Alright!"
Tang Huan's face revealed a satisfied smile.
In terms of exquisiteness and beauty, these three swords were far inferior to any of the treasured swords he had forged in his previous life. However, in terms of quality and sharpness, they far surpassed all of his previous works. The reason was that the Black Profound Iron Ore s were of better quality, and the other was that Tang Huan possessed the Genuine Qi.
The use of the Genuine Qi allowed Tang Huan to display his skills even more outstanding. Compared to these three swords, the weapons that the young Tang Huan forged in the past were simply trash.
However, amidst his joy, he was also a little surprised.
In his previous life, forging a sword would take him at least a few days, or at most a few dozen days. But in this Glory Continent, he actually had three swords in a day.
Of course, the reason he forged these three swords was purely to earn money, so he saved a lot of work and greatly shortened the time.
But even so, three swords a day was a bit beyond his imagination.
"Low-grade weapons are only so-so. I think they can be sold for a good price."
After eating breakfast the next day, Tang Huan left the blacksmith shop.
At this time, the Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City had already become very lively. After walking a few hundred meters of dirt road and entering the streets of the city, Martial Warriors could be seen everywhere.
In the Glory Continent, the Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City could also be considered a big city.
This world was very vast. Other than the Glory Continent, there were also the Origin Continent, the Holy Spirit Continent, and the Tranquil Continent, as well as countless large and small islands and endless seas. Among them, the Glory Continent and the Origin Continent faced each other across the sea.
The Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City was built on the coast of the Glory Continent. If one wanted to go to the Origin Continent on the other side of the sea, the Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City was the best choice. Because of its unique geographical location, the city had always been a mix of fish and dragons.
Tang Huan walked very quickly, and after about a quarter of an hour, he arrived in front of the small weapon shop that sold blades the day before yesterday.
The owner of the weapon shop was a fat old man. When he smiled, he looked like the Maitreya Buddha from his previous life. He was a good friend of the old blacksmith, and was also very familiar with Tang Huan. It was said that he was already a Martial Master who had condensed a Spiritual Wheel. Of course, this was what he had revealed to Tang Huan himself.
Whether it was true or not, no one knew. In any case, Tang Huan had never seen him make a move before.
In the past, the ordinary weapons that Tang Huan forged were all sold to this Fat Old Man … Uh, it was the young Tang Huan. After his soul occupied this body and received his memories, after a few days of fusion, he realized that he would always unconsciously think of himself as that young man.
Tang Huan even discovered that his own personality had been affected, and had undergone a huge change. In his previous life, he was actually a very quiet person, but now, he was much more lively and cheerful.
Fortunately, this was not a bad thing, so Tang Huan decided to let nature take its course.
The Fat Old Man had just opened the door and stood at the entrance yawning. Upon seeing Tang Huan, he smiled and said: "Little Tang, what weapon are you planning to sell this time? The three gold coins from selling the blade the day before yesterday were all spent?"
"Little Tang?"
Hearing this name again, Tang Huan could not help but feel a chill run down his spine. He rolled his eyes and snorted, "I can't sell any more weapons if I haven't finished spending them?"
Quickly walking past the Fat Old Man and entering the shop, Tang Huan placed the bag on his shoulder heavily on the counter. As he opened it, he casually said, "Old Fatty, how much is it worth?" As he spoke, the three swords that he had forged yesterday were revealed.
There were ready-made sword sheaths in the shop, and Tang Huan equipped each sword with it, concealing its sharpness.
"It's still the same as the day before yesterday, one gold coin for an ordinary weapon."
The Fat Old Man grabbed the heavy sword with a relaxed expression and casually pulled out the sword sheath.
A ray of black light pierced into his eyes, and a bone-piercing chill assaulted his face. The Fat Old Man quivered, his hair stood on end, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
"Eh, not bad, your skills have improved a little."
Fat Old Man squinted his small eyes and a trace of imperceptible surprise flashed across his eyes. Soon after, he said with a face full of smiles, "The quality of this sword is much better than those three knives. How about this, Little Tang, I'll give you six gold coins? This price is twice as high as the night before yesterday. "
"One?" Tang Huan raised his eyelids slightly.
"No, three!"
The Fat Old Man smiled as he stretched out three fat fingers. Tang Huan did not say anything, and snatched the heavy sword and sword sheath from the Fat Old Man's hands. He wrapped them in a cloth and was about to leave.
Seeing that, Fat Old Man pulled Tang Huan back: "Little Tang, what are you in such a hurry for? Alright, alright, I'll take a step back. Six gold coins for each sword … Six gold coins! Last night, you only sold a saber for one gold coin, and now you're selling a sword for several times the price. Grandpa Fatty is generous, right? "
"Old Fatty, why don't you go and die?"
Tang Huan scolded, he pulled his hand back and was about to leave, but was held back by the Fat Old Man, "Little Tang, don't be angry. Tell me, how much do you want to sell it for?"
"Two hundred gold coins per sword!"
Tang Huan said without any trace of politeness.
Of course he didn't really want to leave. He was most familiar with the weapon shop in the Nu Lang (Furious Waves) City.
However, this Fat Old Man was too stingy. If he really sold it to him for six gold coins, then how many weapons would he have to forge to afford a ball of True Fire?
"Two hundred gold coins? Are you robbing me! "Fat Old Man screamed, the fat on his face trembling.
"Old Fatty, touch your conscience and tell me, is this price too much?"
Tang Huan sneered.
Although he had never forged a Primary Ranked Weapon before, he had seen quite a few Primary Ranked Weapons. The three swords he had forged yesterday were all stronger than ordinary Primary Ranked Weapons. The price of two hundred gold coins might be a little high, but it was definitely not to the point of being excessive. Of course, he also left room for bargaining.
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