Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 152 The Spark of Life

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In that dark cave where the sun and the moon are rarely seen, there is only a pinch of flames left indistinctly.The sparks bursting out from the corner from time to time come with the sound of iron shaking, as regular as the morning bells of the temple.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The old blacksmith threw the Longming Sword into the furnace and burned it until it was red-hot, then placed it on a casting platform built of iron blocks and beat it repeatedly.This move is intended to reshape the shape of the sword, thereby repairing the damaged blade of the Longming Sword.Faced with such extraordinary things, Yuan Fengzi chose to directly recast the sword instead of filling in the missing parts at will.

The scars on Long Mingjian's body became more "unforgettable" with the blows of the hammer, turning into new and unique patterns on the sword core.

"The so-called good sword, even if it is rusted and corroded, its 'core' will never suffer the same damage." Yuan Fengzi faced the Longming Sword on the casting table, and struck sparks with the hammer , while saying to the two juniors behind him: "Even if the exterior is full of cracks, its 'core' will never break and collapse... The so-called gentleman and hero are just like peerless swords."

"No matter what kind of obstacles and blows he encounters, as long as he throws himself into the 'flame' again, he can regain his life!" The old blacksmith didn't care what others thought, but he just fell in love deeply, and inadvertently put his heart Express emotion.

The sparks that bloomed on Long Mingjian's body were as beautiful as life in an instant, attracting the attention of others—it was its rebirth, and it also benefited its onlookers a lot.

"The Longming Sword was originally made of meteoric iron from outside the sky, and it is something out of this world. The old man will not give it to others at will." The old blacksmith looks like a pathfinder who has gone through hardships, sharing the old fun For others, the vicissitudes deeply embedded in the white hair and skin folds are the best proof: "It's just that Bai Shaoxia's master and I are brothers and sisters, even though I have aged him for more than 20 years, hahaha..."

Yuan Fengzi seemed to be about to complete the recasting process, and immediately cooled the ironware in water, then put it on the whetstone for finishing, and continued: "At that time, he was just a fledgling, dressed in a sloppy Taoist outfit, and introduced him to others. He didn't mention his Taoist name, but boldly called himself 'Gao Zhu', a traveler looking for relatives in the north."

After hearing this, Bai Feng, who was resting on the thatched pile, couldn't hide his inner joy and amazement, and said: "It turns out that the old man had such an intersection with his family teacher!"

Although Fu Wentao on the side didn't know who Gao Zhu was, Yuan Fengzi's earnest teaching just now was obviously intended to reprimand him, and it also made him feel less sad, even though the wound on his left arm was still aching.

"To tell you the truth, before I met your master, I was working by the furnace almost every day and every night, except that I could interact with outsiders when I went out to drink. fun!" The old blacksmith jokingly teased himself when he was young, and said: "In my eyes, the sparks that burst out from the sword are enough to move people's hearts. Such thoughts, until Brother Gao came with a baby that day, That just changed."

Yuan Fengzi suddenly cut off the business in hand, turned his head to look at the two young masters behind him with great interest, and said with a smile: "Brother Gao claimed that he committed the crime of Tiansha, and was unable to raise the baby, so he insisted on letting the old man raise it. At first The old man naturally refused sternly, but later he couldn't help the other party mocking him. He said that I am nearly forty years old, and I have no one around me, no wonder I am so mean... After talking for a long time, the old man discovered that this person is deeply versed in Taoism. He is a wise and heroic person, so he raised the baby and gave him a sword made of meteorite in return."

"That's it, Ayu?" Fu Wentao asked in surprise.

"Brother Gao found this child under a pile of stones. His parents should have hidden him to avoid a disaster. When passing through that village, there was nothing left but the child's cries and a mess. what……"

"So, Ah Yu is the adopted daughter of the senior?" Bai Feng said one after another, "I just don't know why Master became so depressed and slack later on. He doesn't look like the arrogant junior in the mouth of the senior at all."

"There is indeed a reason for this..." Yuan Fengzi said: "It's just that in fact, Brother Gao and I only met twice. The first time we became friends because of Ayu, we gave Longming Sword as a gift in return." A keepsake. Unexpectedly, after the second meeting, there will be an eternal separation between man and heaven... It was half a year after I started raising Ayu, Brother Gao came here to look for me in extreme depression, muttering to himself, not knowing why. "

"He said that I was his only true friend in this world, even though he only met twice and played for a few days." The old blacksmith put the polished Longming Sword on the only place beside the furnace that was illuminated by moonlight and hung it Then he walked up to Bai Feng and said: "He also joked that living a life like my Yuan Feng is the happiest. But in fact, after meeting him, I feel more and more like I live like Yuan Feng. one person……"

"Is it because of Ayu?" Fu Wentao agreed.

"Ah Yu was just born at that time, and she needed milk to satisfy her hunger, so I invited a nanny over. However, Cangzhou was soon invaded by the embers of the Seven Towns Rebellion, and the world of the Yuan family was overthrown. I can only borrow 'Baijia milk' from the pregnant woman in the town to raise her." After speaking for a long time, the old blacksmith's eyes filled with tears, and he was about to cry, "Those days were really difficult. But I can see Ayu's pretty little face can smile happily, and this life is not in vain."

"Nursing a lively life is something that no amount of murder weapon can be exchanged for!" Yuan Fengzi said this while sitting on the haystack, resting his feet with a cattail fan.

"Old senior?" Bai Feng cared empathetically, "So, Master hasn't come back since then?"

The old blacksmith looked at the forging furnace that was still burning with embers in the distance. Under the background of the moonlight in that corner, a clear separation of Yin and Yang was formed, and then he replied: "Probably. Until I met a brat like you, hahaha... This is really a fate destined by heaven, fate!"

After hearing this, the two young princes also looked at each other and smiled, in order to obey Yuan Fengzi's affection.

"Mianmian Gexu, in the margin of the river. Brother Zhongyuan, who is called the father of others. I don't care about calling other people's father..." Yuan Fengzi sang this ancient poem softly, with a lot of emotion in his heart: "Ge Zhu, Ge Zhu , this is your master's Taoist name, if you have a chance, go to Kunlun Mountain, that is the place where your master has lived for 20 years."

While chatting and laughing, the old blacksmith lay down on the hay randomly placed in the cave and rested for a while because of the exhaustion of the work just now.It wasn't until Ayu's voice called "Grandpa, Grandpa" came that they left Jianjian Cottage.

The first night of committing himself to the imperial mausoleum of the previous dynasty was spent in this way.Although this place is by no means a long-term place, just having a brief chat with the legendary swordsmith can be called a worthwhile trip.

(End of this chapter)