"Your Majesty the Divine Craftsman, long time no see." When Le Hanwen saw Zhenhua, a smile appeared on his face and he greeted him.
Zhenhua nodded slightly, exchanged a few words with Le Hanwen, then looked at Qian Mo and Gu Yuena, and said impatiently, "I heard that the Holy Angel family has a genius who is a second-level blacksmith at the age of seven. Don't you want me to meet him?"
Le Hanwen gently pushed Qianmo, who understood and stepped forward, saying respectfully, "Junior Qianmo greets His Majesty the Divine Craftsman."
Zhenhua cast a scrutinizing gaze at Qianmo and looked him up and down carefully.
As Qian Mo practiced, his control over the six-winged Seraphim martial spirit became better and better, and the special aura in him became more and more obvious.
Standing around Qian Mo, as long as he doesn't deliberately hide his aura, your eyes will be involuntarily attracted to him, and then you will praise him in your heart, what a handsome and extraordinary young man.
For example, Gu Yuena would often stare at Qian Mo intently, and then Qian Mo would notice her and make fun of her.
Zhenhua stretched out his big hand, put it on Qianmo's shoulder and squeezed it, and a warm current instantly flowed through Qianmo's whole body.
"Wow, what an excellent physical fitness." Zhenhua looked a little surprised, "If you are the original martial spirit, I'm afraid an old friend of mine would be very interested in you."
Qian Mo raised his eyebrows. The old friend Zhenhua mentioned was most likely Makino.
"Come on, go to the forging room and let me take a good look at your skills."
Zhenhua stood up and led the three people into the depths of the top floor and came to his exclusive forging room.
The facilities in the Godcrafter's forging room are very simple, with only a huge forging table and several shelves filled with various rare metals.
"Pick out a piece of metal at random and forge it a hundred times to purify it." Zhenhua pointed at the shelf and instructed Qianmo. He wanted to observe Qianmo's forging situation carefully.
Qian Mo nodded, walked to the shelf, carefully selected, and finally chose a metal called thorium.
The biggest feature of the metal thorium is its strong inclusiveness. It can accommodate various elements such as fire, water, and earth. It is very consistent with the diverse combat methods of the divine mask and is one of the metals required for Qianmo's future battle armor.
Qian Mo placed the thorium on the forging table, gently stroked the thorium with his left hand, and a blazing holy flame burned in his right hand.
"Um?"
The moment Qian Mo touched the thorium, Zhen Hua, who was observing quietly at the side, keenly sensed that the thorium actually exuded a slight sense of flattery.
This discovery made Zhenhua more interested in Qianmo, and he put down his arms that were folded across his chest.
Qian Mo did not choose the fire in the forging table, but placed the Holy Flame in the forging table to heat the silver.
The Holy Flame itself contained the ultimate properties, it was an ultimate fire, and it was a kind of fire of extremely high quality. Moreover, Qian Mo had been using the Holy Flame since he started learning forging, and he was most comfortable using it.
"Huh~~"
Qian Mo let out a long breath, his breathing gradually became even, his eyes focused, and he took out a black hammer with his right hand and swung it out with great swiftness.
"Bang!"
At this moment, Thorin and Qianmo ran towards each other, and instantly Qianmo and Thorin entered a state of fusion.
The so-called fusion is that the blacksmith resonates with the metal he forges and enters a wonderful fusion state. In this state, fine products are often produced because the forged works contain the blacksmith's emotions and ideas.
Zhenhua was stunned when he saw this scene. He felt that his worldview had been severely impacted. After the first hammer hit, they entered a state of fusion. Are you two related by blood or something?
Qian Mo swung the forging hammer rapidly, hammering the silver continuously like a storm.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Every time the hammer fell, Qian Mo would get clear feedback on the changes in the internal texture of the thorium.
As the hammer struck down, the silver kept changing its shape, and the buzzing sound continued to respond to Qianmo's hammering.
As time went on, the sound produced by the collision of the forging hammer and the silver became more and more beautiful.
The silver gradually shrank, but its texture continued to improve, becoming clearer and more reasonable, as if emitting some kind of faint light.
"when!"
The last hammer fell, and the silver was now almost a circle smaller than before, with the gorgeous and complex patterns on its surface seeming to contain a bit of vitality.
Qian Mo put away the forging hammer, extinguished the holy flame, breathed slightly heavily, his chest heaving slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The forging room fell into a brief silence. Le Hanwen and Gu Yuena, who were standing in the corner, looked at each other, completely unaware of what was going on. Zhenhua just stared at Qian Mo blankly, the fire in his eyes growing brighter and brighter. In the end, it was Qian Mo who spoke up to break the silence.
"Senior, what do you think of my Hundred Forgings?"
"One hundred forgings?" Zhenhua laughed bitterly and said helplessly: "You really don't know how to appreciate the blessings you have. You are not just one hundred forgings, you are almost one thousand forgings!"
"Ah!" Qian Mo looked at the thorium on the forging table. He was just hammering it according to the hundred-forging method, so how come it was almost a thousand-forged item?
"As the saying goes, a thousand forgings make it refined, a hundred forgings purify it. A thousand forgings is the initial step to give life to metal. A piece of work made by a thousand forgings is actually a living being created by our blacksmiths. Metals with life are the most precious existences, and they will sublimate their own unique characteristics." Zhenhua explained.
"Your life has begun to blend with the silver. Your breath is continuously injected into the silver with an open heart, and it begins to automatically give it life. It's just that you are not aware of this."
Qian Mo pinched his chin, understood what Zhenhua meant, and sighed.
"It seems that your understanding is still not enough. You didn't even know that the Thousand Forgings had begun."
"No, this has nothing to do with comprehension," Zhenhua said seriously, word by word, "This is your innate talent. If you use it for forging, you will surely shock the entire forging world in the future!"
"Child, your name is Qianmo, right? Are you willing to be my student? I promise that I will train you to become the next master craftsman." Zhenhua said solemnly.
At the same time, he had already made up his mind that he would accept this apprentice and make him learn forging under him even if he had to be tied.
Upon hearing this, Qian Mo immediately knelt down and paid his respects to his teacher.
"Student Qianmo greets the teacher."
"Okay, okay!" Zhenhua's face was filled with a smile that he couldn't hide. He reached out and helped Qianmo up from the ground. "I don't have so many red tapes here. It's enough as long as the intention is there."
Seeing that the trip was completed, Le Hanwen also walked over with a bright smile, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Divine Craftsman, for helping the younger generation of our clan."
"Hahaha, I should thank you for sending such a talented blacksmith seedling." Zhenhua said.
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