Chapter 140: Uncle's Growth Story!

Chapter 140 Uncle's Cultivation

In the cave, Wang Chong cut down pine branches and rekindled a fire.

Unlike quenching, this is a small fire. Just a few pine branches.

The temperature of "tempering" is lower than that of "quenching", only about 150 degrees, so a few pine branches and a small fire are enough.

"about there!"

Wang Chong put one hand on top of the fire, feeling that it was almost done. Then he put the quenched thin and thick back knife on the fire.

The temperature of 150 degrees is very low, far below the point of melting wootz steel, and it is even difficult to burn red, which is only slightly red.

In this case, coupled with the quenching, the hardness of the thin and thick back knife has reached an astonishing level. This also means that the process of "tempering" is more labor-intensive than quenching, requires greater strength, and consumes more time and energy.

In the past, Wang Chong might have had a hard time completing the "tempering" of the finished Wootz steel.

However, after reaching the seventh level of Yuan Qi and practicing Man Shen Jin, Wang Chong's strength increased greatly, and he was able to complete this process alone.

boom!

As if a thunderbolt fell, Wang Chong swung the hammer and landed heavily on the blade of the narrow and thick knife. The heavy blacksmithing platform trembled heavily under Wang Chong's hammer, and a lot of stone dust and stone chips fell down the entire cave.

boom!

a bit!

Twice!

Three times!

...

Wang Chong sank vigorously, and the hammer in his hand fell again and again. Every time I give my best. For the first Uzi steel knife that he is about to forge, Wang Chong is very attentive and full of expectations.

The sound of Wang Chong's hammer resounded throughout the cave.

The tempering process takes much longer than quenching. The hard nature of Utz steel meant that Wang Chong needed to spend more time on this weapon.

a whole day,

From the time when the sun rose, until it was three poles high, and then to the setting sun, until all the pine branches cut by Wang Chong were burned. Wang Chong finally completed the tempering process.

Sweat dripped down, Wang Chong stood by the iron platform, his clothes were completely wet, and the ground within three feet of his feet was wet. In order to create this narrow, thin and thick back saber, Wang Chong spent a lot of time and energy.

However, Wang Chong was filled with relief and satisfaction when he saw the newborn thin and thick saber in his hand.

"It took a day and a night, and everything was worth it!"

Wang Chong held the hilt of the knife and raised the narrow and thick back knife in his hand. This knife is gorgeous and beautiful, and the surface is full of flowing magic patterns. At the same time, behind the gorgeous and beautiful appearance, there is a kind of extreme The cruelty and blood!

This is a weapon made for killing!

But in Wang Chong's hands, it has been made to the extreme, reaching the level of art!

"Shua!"

Wang Chong held the knife in his wrist and shook it lightly. The air in the cave immediately swayed like waves, as if the air had also been chopped into countless segments.

In the embers of the pine branches, it can be seen that the sharpness of this thick-backed narrow knife is even more terrifying than before!

"It's really a good knife! Such a good knife should have its own name, do you want to call it?"

A sound of footsteps came from behind, and Li Zhuxin walked in from outside the cave, shaking his robe. Seeing the narrow, thin and thick back saber in Wang Chong's hand, his usually calm eyes couldn't help but fluctuate a little bit.

"Hehe, think about it. Let's call it the Abyss of Death!"

Wang Chong smiled slightly, and seemed to have known about Li Zhuxin's appearance for a long time.

"Abyss of Death? Good name! If I had known that you had this kind of weapon, maybe I would have changed the terms of employment to this knife!"

Li Zhuxin looked at the Abyss of Death in Wang Chong's hand.

Even though he is not a swordsman, he can't help but have a feeling of love and want to keep it for himself. For those real swordsmen, the appeal of this knife can be imagined.

"Hehe, if you want it, I won't agree!"

Wang Chong laughed.

This abyss of death uses two jun Hyderabad ores, and the normal price alone is at least 80,000 taels of gold. And this weapon is much more powerful than any weapon that Wang Chong has ever forged, and it also contains the "tempering" technology exclusively mastered by Wang Chong.

In terms of value, Wang Chong valued it at least one hundred thousand taels of gold!

This price is much higher than the price of hiring Li Zhuxin. This is a truly priceless treasure, representing the world's highest level of knife skills!

Taking Li Zhuxin away from the cave, Wang Chong went straight to the capital, and handed over the newly formed Abyss of Death to his uncle Li Lin. Seeing the newly created abyss of death, Li Lin was overjoyed.

Wang Chong disappeared for more than a month, and Li Lin had been living for more than a month. The generals of the Jin army who came to urge the Utz steel weapons almost broke Li Lin's threshold.

However, many people here are Li Lin's immediate superiors, some even Zhao Fengchen can't afford to provoke. One can imagine the pressure Li Lin was under.

"Chong'er, if you come later, I'm afraid my uncle's body will be collected!"

Li Lin looked rejoiced.

"Uncle, you are too exaggerated."

Wang Chong laughed.

"This is not an exaggeration, don't worry, Chong'er, leave this matter to me."

Without saying a word, Li Lin was about to enter the palace with the abyss of death.

"Wait a moment!"

Wang Chong quickly called his uncle Li Lin to stop him. "Abyss of Death" is important, but Wang Chong's visit this time is not just for this time.

"I need to ask my uncle to help me with a few things."

As Wang Chong said, he talked about the "Assassin Pavilion".

"Hmph, there is such a thing!"

After Li Lin heard what happened, he snorted coldly, with a rare killing intent on his face:

"It's fine for these people to deal with other people. If you even want to kill them, then you can't keep them. Don't worry, I will tell Mr. Zhao about this matter and let Mr. Zhao help to deal with it."

"You don't know. Now in the Jin Army, you are everyone's darling. If you have any troubles, you don't even need Mr. Zhao and I to take action. The generals in the Jin Army will tear them to pieces."

Li Lin is not talking nonsense.

The current Wang Chong has virtually intertwined into a huge relationship chain. According to Wang Chong, during this period of time, Li Lin did not know how many people in the Jin army had received money.

However, these people were willing to send them here.

Moreover, after the battle between Zhao Fengchen and Huang Xiaotian, the Uzi steel sword cast by Wang Chong has virtually won the approval of all the Jin army, becoming the number one blade of the Jin army.

In the eyes of the Jin Army, the entire capital city, and even the entire Middle-Earth Divine Continent, probably only the weapons made by Wang Chong could be worthy of the status of the Jin Army.

Now, as long as they are capable, every Jin army is looking forward to getting an Uzi steel sword. Li Lin can't collect the money every month now.

If something goes wrong with such a master swordsmith, one can imagine the reaction it will cause in the Jin army.

"Don't worry, this matter is a malignant tumor. I know to persuade at least three Jin army commanders to take action. What Xuanwu master, what killer pavilion master, in the capital, if you are against you, you are against all the Jin army. These Cancerous tumors, I will kill them all one by one!"

Wang Chong's uncle, Li Lin, stared at him disdainfully, and he naturally exuded a domineering arrogance.

Even Wang Chong could not stop staring at the natural flow of this moment. He has known his uncle for so long, but he has never seen such domineering in him.

"A phase is born from the heart, and the heart is changed from the environment! My uncle was transferred out of the North Gate, and then promoted to an official. The position changed, and the whole person's state of mind changed accordingly. He has cultivated his domineering spirit."

Wang Chong secretly said in his heart.

For this change, Wang Chong is quite happy. The uncle in the previous life, because of the old man's relationship, was more or less shy.

But now it's different.

All men are ambitious, it's innate!

From Wang Chong's point of view, maybe now is what my uncle really looks like.

"Perhaps, that matter should also be put on the agenda!"

Wang Chong secretly said in his heart.

In Wang Chong's heart, every family member is his right-hand man and an important force for him to change his destiny. This time, Wang Chong was only here to submit to the Abyss of Death and ask his uncle to help deal with the "Assassin Pavilion".

But my uncle's natural domineering expression at this moment also touched Wang Chong's heart.

Wang Chong didn't want to help his uncle because he wanted him to hang out at the gates of several palaces for the rest of his life, or to be Zhao Fengchen's servant for the rest of his life.

For his uncle, Wang Chong had even greater expectations and ambitions.

But these, relying solely on his current strength, are far from feasible.

"Uncle, wait for me!"

Under the surprised gaze of his uncle Li Lin, Wang Chong got into the carriage suddenly. When he came out again, he already had a handwritten secret book in his hand.

"Uncle, this is for you!"

Wang Chong took the secret book that was previously hidden in the dark cabinet under the carriage, and handed it over with one hand.

"Huh? For me? What?"

Li Lin looked at Wang Chong with a confused expression on his face. Monk Zhang Er was completely confused. As he spoke, he subconsciously accepted it.

Li Lin was confused at first, but when he opened it and turned two pages, his expression changed immediately.

Martial Arts Cheats!

What Wang Chong handed to him was actually a volume of martial arts secret books, or a very powerful martial arts secret book! After just reading a few pages, Li Lin could tell that this martial art was far more powerful than any other martial art he had ever learned.

"Chong'er, why do you have such a thing?"

Li Lin was shocked.

The level of this martial art is very high-end, Li Lin never believes that this is what Wang Chong, a teenager, can have.

"Uncle, this...is actually given to me by grandpa!"

Wang Chong went straight to the point, and put all the credit on his old man.

Wang Chong can buy Hyderabad ore and make Uzi steel swords. Although this person is amazing, it is not incomprehensible. At least within reason.

But when Zhijian suddenly took out a top-level martial arts secret book, it was impossible not to raise suspicions. That's not something a person with intelligence or wisdom can explain at all.

It is precisely because of knowing this that although Wang Chong copied the secret volume long ago, he has not found a suitable opportunity to hand it over to him until the Sifang Pavilion...

"Master?"

Li Lin was quite surprised.

"Yeah! Do you still remember the Sifang Pavilion? It was after the birthday greetings that grandpa entrusted grandma to hand it over to me. Grandpa may feel... embarrassed, so he asked me to hand it over to you."

Wang Chong deliberately pretended to be ignorant and unreasonable.

Grandpa has always put uncle in the position of the little tooth general in the north gate, although the intention is good, it is for his own good. But my uncle is a big man, so it's hard to guarantee that there will be no grudges in his heart.

Now Wang Chong can be regarded as making up for the rift in his grandfather and uncle Zhijian's heart.

"Grandpa..."

Sure enough, upon hearing Wang Chong's words, Li Lin seemed to understand something, his eyes were touched, and there was also something else. But in front of Wang Chong, he still held back.

"I see."

Li Lin smiled:

"If you have a chance, thank the old man for me. Just say, uncle will definitely live up to his expectations. Leave the Uzi steel knife to me, and I will go in first."

As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the palace with the abyss of death in his hand.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wang Chong felt that his back seemed to have lifted a heavy burden, and it seemed to have lifted a deeply buried concern.

It's just that after a few hurried steps, his footsteps became more and more firm, and finally quickly disappeared into the majestic imperial city.

The third chapter is at 10:30, and now the third chapter is uniformly changed to 10:30! Brothers please pay attention.

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