He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 294: Poor people have to eat grass roots
Cai Xingchang took a deep breath. Holy Soldiers?
He was a little bit unconvinced, but since Jiang Lin said so, there was nothing he could do.

Jiang Lin asked, "Master Cai, what about these vehicles?"

Cai Xingchang took a deep look at the Sun Chaser Bow, suppressed his shock, and said, "This is the first batch of silver and materials sent. Sir Jiang, please check them in person."

"So fast?" Jiang Lin was quite surprised.

Cai Xingchang chuckled and said, "Not too fast, we just happen to have some stock."

Jiang Lin nodded, thinking that since the border troops had been fighting for many years, it was normal and nothing to be surprised about having some inventory.

Cai Xingchang did not explain and ordered people to open the boxes and count them one by one.

There were so many things that Jiang Lin had to call some blacksmiths to help.

Seeing so much silver, the blacksmiths were all extremely excited and vied with each other to help.

With the border troops around, there is no need to worry about anyone secretly putting silver into their pockets.

The border troops were only nice to Jiang Lin, but if they found out that others had bad intentions, they would never show mercy.

It is not worth losing your life or having your hands chopped off for a few taels of silver.

Although it was only the first batch, the total amount reached 10 million taels of silver and nearly 400 different materials.

Jiang Lin was troubled by so much money.

The weapons have not been manufactured yet, and even the expansion of the elite team has not been completed, so it is naturally impossible to give out silver first.

But where should I put all these things?

As a last resort, they had to clear out a few rooms to store the silver.

As for the materials, they were taken directly to the blacksmith's shop.

To be on the safe side, Zheng Qiran specially sent a team of soldiers from the Zhenshuo camp to take turns guarding.

After all, tens of millions of taels of silver are just the beginning, and there will be ten times more in the future. This is definitely a huge fortune that is enough to make anyone excited.

Another point is to prevent the Ministry of Industry from embezzling money.

At that time, there will be no need for Jiang Lin to show up, the border troops will naturally drive them away.

After the inventory was completed, Cai Xingchang said, "Someone will come to escort the silver and materials in the next few days. Lord Jiang, please take care of it. However, it may not be possible to collect everything in a short period of time. It will take more time."

"Don't worry, thank you for your hard work, Lord Cai." Jiang Lin said politely.

Cai Xingchang laughed, glanced at the Sun Chaser Bow, and said, "Master Jiang has already reached the Divine Martial Realm at such a young age. With this divine bow to help him, he will surely surpass the Blacksmith Grandmaster in the future. When that time comes, Master Jiang, please don't forget our friendship today."

"Lord Cai, what you said is too distant. There is no need to say more about the relationship between me and the border troops." Jiang Lin said.

Cai Xingchang nodded, said nothing more, and left with his men.

After the silver was moved into the temporary warehouse, a group of blacksmiths quickly gathered around and asked, "Master Jiang, when will we start expanding the elite team? I think we should not wait until tomorrow, let's start now! Select the people overnight so that we can start working early in the morning!"

Jiang Lin knew that these blacksmiths all wanted to start work earlier and share the money earlier.

But now it was dark, so he said, "There is no need to rush this night. Everyone should rest and gather your strength. We will start early tomorrow morning."

Although the blacksmiths were impatient, no one in the Southern Blacksmith Camp dared to disobey Jiang Lin's words.

Otherwise, Jiang Lin would not even need to say anything and a bunch of people would throw him out.

Lord Jiang's prestige in the Southern Blacksmith Camp can almost be said to surpass anyone else. Even if the Minister of Works Sun Zhongyun came, his words might not be as effective as his.

And even if he listened to Sun Zhongyun, he would still be suppressed by the official power.

Only Jiang Lin did all the masters truly love him.

He invited everyone, including the soldiers who were in charge of guarding the temporary warehouse, to have a meal together. All Jiang Lin heard were voices of praise.

I won’t say that my ears are callused from listening to it, but it’s almost the same.

After finishing the meal and returning to the house, Jiang Lin brought some foot washing water and habitually wanted to soak Old Man Wei's feet.

But he was rejected by Old Man Wei: "You are now going to make weapons for the entire army. Your prestige is very high. How can you do such a thing?"

Old Man Wei’s meaning was very clear. Jiang Lin’s current status was extraordinary and he could no longer serve others as before.

Otherwise, it might seem that his prestige was damaged.

Jiang Lin smiled and pulled him over to sit down, then soaked his feet in the basin and said, "Although my status is different now, the relationship between you and me has not changed. The more respected I am, the more I must be filial to you, otherwise people will say that I am ungrateful now that I have become an official."

Old Man Wei opened his eyes and was about to say something, but when he saw Jiang Lin lower his head and rub his feet carefully, he stopped talking.

After a long time, Jiang Lin brought a towel to wipe the soles of his feet, then changed the basin of hot water and soaked himself.

It is called soaking, but in fact it is just a habitual action.

Now he can perfectly control the fire temperature of four to five thousand degrees, and he no longer has much to do with ordinary hot water.

Old Man Wei did not leave, but sat beside him and said, "Now I want you to join the border army."

"Why?" Jiang Lin turned around and asked in confusion. "You made all the weapons for the army. If you can lead the troops to win a few battles, your prestige will probably be higher than that of the Marshal." said the old man Wei.

If all members were equipped with third-grade weapons, winning the battle would be almost certain and would not be difficult.

Jiang Lin was able to enter the border army and take control of the military power at this time, which made him almost equal to the eighth commander-in-chief of Daqian, or even the one with the highest prestige.

Because the other generals don't have his blacksmith skills.

Your position in the military depends partly on your seniority, but the other part depends on your real ability.

If the commanders only had the ninth level of martial arts cultivation, I'm afraid few would be convinced.

No matter how strategic you are, others will only think that you should be an advisor, not a commander.

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "As for prestige, it's enough as long as it's enough. Besides, even if I'm in the Blacksmith Camp, the prestige doesn't go to other people, it's still with me, right? As the saying goes, a mountain is not high but it has immortals, and a river is not deep but it has dragons. Wherever I am, it's the most suitable place."

Old Man Wei was surprised when he heard this and asked, "What is an immortal?"

In this world, there is no concept of immortals, only gods in heaven.

Jiang Lin thought for a moment and explained, "If you do things that humans cannot do, you are an immortal."

"If you do things that humans cannot do, you will become an immortal..." Old Man Wei repeated this several times and asked, "Then you have become an immortal now, right?"

Jiang Lin was stunned, then burst into laughter.

If we put aside other means, I do have some of the aura of an immortal in certain areas.

“Speaking of which, why is it that so few people mention the gods in heaven, and why have we never heard of any stories of ascension or sanctification of the flesh?” Jiang Lin took the opportunity to ask.

Old Man Wei said as a matter of course: "Since they are the gods in heaven, how can ordinary people like us know. As for ascending to heaven and becoming a saint in the flesh, only the blacksmith ancestor in Daqian has achieved it. Other dynasties have also achieved it, but it is very rare."

"Has no one studied how to ascend to heaven?" Jiang Lin asked.

"How can a young child understand how to reach the Dao Wu realm?" Old Man Wei asked in return.

Jiang Lin opened his mouth and understood what this meant.

Compared with the gods in heaven, the creatures in this world are too weak.

Even if one is at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, he may not be much stronger than an ant.

This can be seen from the Sun-Chasing Bow.

Currently, only one-tenth of the bowstring is pulled, but if it is equipped with a Chaos Heavy Arrow, it may be able to directly kill the fourth or fifth level of the Divine Martial Realm.

If it is really maxed out, even the peak of the Divine Martial Realm will probably be powerless to resist.

As for the Daowu Realm, Jiang Lin knew almost nothing about this realm, so it was difficult to make a comparison for the time being.

But even if he is stronger than the Divine Martial Realm, it would be difficult for a beginner in the Dao Martial Realm to resist a fully drawn Sun Chaser Bow.

The Sun-Chasing Bow is nothing more than a piece of rare wood of divine weapon grade, combined with the tendons of a sixth-grade demon beast. Although it has reached the divine weapon grade to a certain extent, strictly speaking, it should be considered a pseudo-divine weapon.

Just like when Jiang Lin didn't master the secret recipe of the precious weapon, he pushed the quality of pig iron to the limit and integrated it with the remains of monsters, thus gaining properties similar to those of the precious weapon, but without the essence of the precious weapon.

The ancestor of blacksmiths was able to ascend into heaven in the flesh because he created three top-level magical weapons.

The divine weapon that has been tempered through thousands of trials is definitely much stronger than the Sun-Chasing Bow. It can even be said that they are products of a different level.

Such powerful weapons require three to allow the ancestor of blacksmiths to have the qualifications to ascend to heaven in the flesh.

So how powerful are the gods in heaven?
At the very least, it should be stronger than this top-level magic weapon, right?
According to Jiang Lin's understanding, even though the Xuanhua Sect was almost destroyed, its current leader was only at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, which could already be said to be one of the strongest in the world.

At the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, as long as the Sun-Chasing Bow is pulled halfway, he might be able to kill directly.

In comparison, it seems very weak.

"But you may not have no chance of ascending to the heavens in your physical body." Old Man Wei suddenly said, "The great master blacksmith was able to forge three magical weapons. You are better than him, so you can definitely do it too."

Jiang Lin came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "If I can become the strongest in this world, it doesn't matter if I don't ascend to heaven. Otherwise, how can I spend my old age with you in peace?"

Old Man Wei shook his head and said, "When I was in the village, I always thought that if I could have enough food, I wouldn't have to worry about anything. Until I joined the border army, even though I came here later, I never thought about going back."

Jiang Lin understood what this meant. When he was in the village, he was ignorant and was like a frog in a well, thinking that the world was only that big.

When I walked out and looked around, I realized that what I had been spending my whole life in was just a small wellhead.

Having gotten used to the vast world outside, how can I go back to that small place?

Now I am like a frog that has never seen the world and has no idea how big the outside world is.

Jiang Lin remained silent. This was true, but he also did not lie.

If one could truly become a saint in this world, whether or not one could ascend to heaven wouldn't really matter.

At this time, Old Man Wei stood up and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Don't worry about us. When I left the village, my father just hoped that I would not go back. The village was so poor that we could only eat grass roots."

Watching Old Man Wei limping back into the house, Jiang Lin breathed softly, with a strange look in his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

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