Chapter 2489

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"Clang!"

In the blacksmith shop, the heavy hammer fell, sparks flew everywhere, and a piece of black iron gradually changed shape.

"Clang!" "Clang!"

The clanging sound kept on ringing, it was very rhythmic and rhythmic.

The one wielding the hammer was a young man, dressed in coarse hemp clothes, with delicate features and handsome features. On his forehead, sweat kept dripping down.

He did not care about wiping the sweat off his forehead, and kept hammering the piece of black iron in front of him.

Not far away, on an old and broken recliner, an old man was lying on it, resting with his eyes closed.

Even in deep sleep, his mouth was still open, as if he was dreaming of something to be happy about.

The young man who was forging was naturally Zi Chen, he had been here for ten days.

In these ten days, he did not leave the house, and spent all day forging. Beside him, there was already a small pile of iron ingots.

The one on the recliner was Old Fart Wei, ever since Zi Chen came here, he had never used a hammer, but every day, he would use his mouth. A few days ago, because Zi Chen used too much strength, he almost scolded Zi Chen to death.

When he was awake, the old man was very strict, and could always pick out all kinds of problems.

And when he was asleep, the old man's mouth would be open, as if he was having a good dream.

The clanging sound of the hammer, was like a beautiful melody, bringing the old man into dreamland, and he was unwilling to wake up.

Around lunchtime, the old man naturally woke up, seeing the pile of iron ingots in front of Zi Chen, he was stunned, but after covering up the surprise and surprise in his eyes, he frowned, and said unhappily: "Why is the speed so slow?

The efficiency is too low. "

He walked forward, casually picked up a piece of iron ingot, and pointed to a certain place: "The strength here is too light, this place is too heavy, and here ….. here ….."

The old man picked up a piece of iron ingot, and pointed out a few problems. Seeing Zi Chen constantly nodding his head, revealing an expression of humility, he reluctantly nodded his head.

"You must be hungry again, right?

If I can't finish my tasks every day, I won't have enough to eat, I'm losing out big time. "

After that, the old man muttered as usual and walked into the house. He was probably going to cook.

After a whole morning of hammering, Zi Chen was already exhausted. At the same time, he was so hungry that his heart was stuck to his back. However, after hearing what the old man said earlier, he was too embarrassed to rest and could only continue hammering.

It had to be said that, during these 65 days, although the old man had constantly squeezed him dry, the growth of his power had also been very obvious.

Although he hadn't used his extreme speed yet, Zi Chen believed that he would be much faster than he had been 65 days ago if he used it now.

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Here, a strong physical body was the foundation of everything.

During the few days that Zi Chen had been here, Xiang Xuan and the others had come to look for him once. After that, it was said that they were out on a mission and had not seen him since.

"Eat something."

Old Fart Wei brought out a bowl of porridge and signaled Zi Chen to drink it.

It had to be said that this simple bowl of porridge had quite a bit of energy. It was enough to sustain Zi Chen's workload for half a day.

On the eleventh day, a group of people walked in from outside the town. If Zi Chen was here, he would definitely be able to recognize four of them. They were the four saints from the Huo Te Clan who possessed the body of a saint.

They were following the new ability user and were late by ten days.

Zi Chen didn't step out of his house and didn't pay attention to the outside world.

After a few days, Xiang Xuan and the others returned and pulled Zi Chen to drink. Looking at their slightly worried expressions, Zi Chen could tell that they didn't have any gains this time.

"Zi Chen, don't just focus on hammering all day. It's completely useless.

Only through constant fighting can one strengthen and improve their abilities. "

At the table, Tang Pu tried to persuade Zi Chen just like before.

Zi Chen smiled bitterly. "Let's postpone this matter for now. Old Fart Wei still has many missions to complete."

Speaking of Old Fart Wei, Xiang Xuan's eyes were filled with resentment. "Zi Chen, don't be fooled by Old Fart Wei. He's treating you as a laborer.

Working for him day and night, he's squeezing you dry and not giving you any rewards.

Why don't you follow us out to hunt for pseudo divine beasts? If you're lucky, you can get a drop of Saint Source Liquid.

Using the Saint Source Liquid to increase your strength is much faster than hammering. "

Xiang Xuan and the others had their eyes on Zi Chen's fighting strength and wanted to rope him in. Zi Chen also looked forward to hunting in the outside world, but once he thought of that strict old man, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Moreover, the growth of his strength was indeed very fast, unlike what the others had said about it being slow.

Even after they finished drinking, Zi Chen didn't agree to their request. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't tell Old Fart Wei.

… …

… …

"Yes, this is the place. Use your strength here!"

"Clang!"

"Increase your strength, it's still too light!"

"Clang!

Clang! "

A new day, a new mission. Zi Chen started hammering again. After Xiang Xuan and the others rested for a while, they went out to hunt pseudo divine beasts again.

These few days, Old Fart Wei didn't sleep. Instead, he was guiding Zi Chen on how to use his strength.

According to the old man's guidance, Zi Chen's hammering movements became lighter and more adept at controlling his strength.

Old Fart Wei, who looked very strict, was actually very satisfied with this disciple of his. He was so satisfied that he would grin foolishly every time he slept. It was obvious that Zi Chen made him very satisfied.

But every time he woke up, he would become so strict. He was worried that Zi Chen would be too arrogant. In the path of refining, talent was important, but hard work was even more important.

For a month, Zi Chen hammered the iron block.

After a month, Zi Chen began to refine weapons under the old man's supervision.

In the past, Zi Chen knew how to refine weapons. He even knew many techniques that had been lost. However, they all relied on energy to operate. Now that there was no energy, Zi Chen's techniques could not be used. However, his foundation was still there, so it was still easy to use them.

After scrapping two weapons in a row, Zi Chen spent three days and finally forged a decent weapon. It was a long saber, very sharp, and emitted a black light.

"Not bad!"

For the first time in more than a month, the old man nodded his head, expressing his approval of Zi Chen. "This blade can be sold outside. This shop can be considered to have opened for business."

After staying here for such a long time, Zi Chen had seen a few people come to look at weapons. Unfortunately, there were no decent weapons here, so there were no successful transactions.

Zi Chen suspected that if this continued, the old man's surplus would be eaten up.

In this way, Zi Chen successfully became a permanent worker in the blacksmith shop. He began to refine weapons for sale. Gradually, the shop also had business, and the first transaction was completed.

According to the old man's vague instructions, the weapons Zi Chen made would have a little flaw. They did not look perfect.

This was a deliberate move in this dangerous place.

Of course, only the two of them could see the flaw. Other people who did not understand weapons would not be able to see it.

The store's business gradually improved, and Zi Chen's weaponsmithing skills also became more and more adept. By the third month, Zi Chen's weaponsmithing weapons had already gained some fame.

The weapons were bought as soon as they appeared. Later on, before they were even made, they were already reserved in advance.

With a bowl of porridge in the morning, noon, and night, Zi Chen's strength was also constantly increasing. Compared to three months ago, it had changed a lot.

In this regard, Zi Chen was even infatuated with this kind of increase in strength. If he was in the outside world now, he believed that in these three months, his Saint level physical body would have undergone a great change. Although he did not dare to say that it was comparable to a Saint Weapon, it was definitely much stronger than before.

Moreover, if he continued to grow like this, Zi Chen believed that one day, his physical body would grow to a level comparable to a Saint Weapon.

At that time, he would be able to catch a Saint Weapon with his bare hands.

With the increase in strength, Zi Chen gradually felt some changes in his body. These changes seemed to be the signs of an ability.

For the people in this world, true ability was actually a change in the body. It was an ability that was derived from one's body.

For example, Zi Chen's previous extreme speed ability was an extension of the cultivation method. It was not an ability that was derived from one's body.

Just as Zi Chen was gradually falling in love with the feeling of increasing strength and becoming fond of refining weapons, the old man suddenly stopped Zi Chen.

"You've been here for a long time. Your understanding of refining weapons is already very deep. It's time for you to go out and train."

"Are you chasing me away?" Zi Chen looked at the old man in astonishment.

"I'm not chasing you away. I'm just letting you go out and train.

The four of them came back a long time ago, but after knowing that the weapons you refined were extremely popular, they did not disturb you. "

The old man looked at Zi Chen and said, "With your skills, you can completely rely on yourself here. However, I believe that this is not your main purpose for coming here.

Go, go out and see some blood with them. Otherwise, after a long period of refining weapons, your courage will gradually be wiped out. "

Zi Chen was originally intelligent, so he quickly understood the old man's meaning.

"Since you're already a master refiner, you can't be too shabby when you go out. I've already placed your new clothes in your room."

After watching Zi Chen put down his hammer and leave, Old Fart Wei could not help but sigh. "Zi Chen, this old man is really out of ideas. For the past three months, you've been consuming a drop of Sacred Source Liquid every two days. This old man's secret stash has already been emptied.

Your strength is increasing, but your ability has not awakened. What you lack is not an increase in strength, but an instantaneous awakening. "

Previously, Tang Pu and the rest had said that Zi Chen's strength would increase very slowly because of his forging. However, Zi Chen did not feel that way. Instead, he felt that his strength was increasing very quickly.

In fact, he did not know that the thin porridge he drank every day contained diluted Sacred Source Liquid. On average, he drank a drop every two days.

As time passed, Zi Chen's strength increased too quickly. A drop of Sacred Source Liquid every two days was no longer enough to sustain Zi Chen's consumption. Left with no choice, Old Fart Wei signaled for Zi Chen to go out and train.

After washing up and changing into a new black robe, Zi Chen stood in front of Xiang Xuan and the others. The four of them were clearly stunned as they stared at the handsome young man in front of them in disbelief.