The munitions burned, and the hard steel seemed to turn into a soft steel that had been tempered for a long time. Under the continuous burning of the munitions, it finally turned into a saber.
Yes, it is still the saber, which is Ouyang Ming's best work.
The old craftsman looked at it solemnly. Although the methods for forging fine steel and selected iron ingots are generally the same, there are still some differences due to different raw materials. The old craftsman has already carefully taught how to handle different materials, but it is up to Ou Yangming to understand the rules and changes on his own.
In this process, all he needs is experience, experience tempered many times to increase the success rate.
At this time, Ouyang Ming did not cheat. He did not use purple light to improve the properties of the saber. Instead, he followed the old craftsman's instructions and concentrated on sensing the difference between fine steel and iron ingots.
Finally, when the arms stopped completely, a saber appeared in front of them.
Ou Yangming frowned slightly, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.
Item: Outstanding Saber
Level: The fifth level of good quality mortal tools
Attributes: Sharpness +10, Hardness +10, Durability 10
Good product, although it is also the top category among good products. However, Ouyang Ming is not satisfied now.
Because what he is using at this moment is not selected iron ingots, but refined steel. This is a precious material that can be used to forge high-grade weapons, but in his hands, it fell into inferior quality.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming's originally confident pride suddenly disappeared.
It turns out that after losing the blessing of purple light, his true strength is nothing more than this.
The old craftsman reached out and took the saber, inspected it carefully for a moment, and sighed: "Hey, boy, you are indeed good at it."
Ouyang Ming looked helpless and said, "Old man, I know I made a mistake, so please stop hitting me, okay?"
The old craftsman glared at him and rebuked angrily: "That's nonsense. It's your first time contacting fine steel, and you were able to refine it to the peak of high-quality steel. What else do you want?" He snorted softly and said: " The old man wasted more than a dozen times before he figured out some truth and forged a top-grade weapon." He waved his hand and said, "Come on, let me tell you where you made a mistake just now."
Ouyang Ming was stunned for a moment, then regained most of his confidence, and said honestly: "Thank you, old man."
He naturally understood that if it weren't for seeing his depressed expression, the old craftsman would never have said these words.
However, what the old man said is right. Improving blacksmithing skills is not something that can be achieved overnight, and my sense of loss is really unreasonable.
Lowering his head, Ouyang Ming continued to pick up a piece of fine steel and began to forge it.
Although he did not use the attribute light points stored in his mind, once he used the weapons, he could naturally trigger the purple light hidden in his mind, making him enter a state where he was neither happy nor sad, as if he was not involved. .
In this state, he is able to perform at his best level almost perfectly.
Having learned the lesson from the last failure, the weapons in Ouyang Ming's hands were extremely stable, as if they were controlled by a machine, without any fluctuations.
All the flaws were perfectly made up for this time, and even the old craftsman's critical eye could not find any flaws or shortcomings.
Finally, at the moment when the saber came to a complete stop, a hint of joy flashed across the old craftsman's face, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's done." Although he had not yet touched the finished product, the old craftsman had a feeling, This kid succeeded.
Item: Distinguished Saber
Level: Second level of top-grade mortal weapons
Attributes: Sharpness +12, Hardness +11, Durability 12
Top quality.
Under the afterglow of the arms, Ouyang Ming clearly saw the attributes attached to them.
He finally forged top-grade equipment as he wished.
Such an achievement is a gratifying achievement even among arms blacksmiths. Generally speaking, only those arms blacksmiths who have accumulated several years of experience will try to forge fine steel. However, even if fine steel is used, no one can guarantee that top-grade equipment will be forged. Not even the old craftsman who is the chief blacksmith dares to make such a guarantee.
And top-grade equipment is far more popular in military camps than good-grade equipment. However, such equipment is a huge luxury for ordinary soldiers.
"What a great boy!" The old craftsman gave Ouyang Ming a hard blow and said excitedly.
The higher this boy's achievements are, the happier he is, and he has no consciousness of teaching his disciples to starve to death.
Ouyang Ming laughed sarcastically and said, "Old man, this is not attribute equipment..."
The old craftsman smiled and scolded: "You greedy guy, you are not allowed to use precious ores on fine steel until you have fully mastered its various properties. Do you understand?"
Ouyang Ming immediately responded, but it was unclear whether he could do it.
The old craftsman waved his hand and said with disgust: "Go back to your own forging room, so as not to make people annoying here." After a pause, he added: "In a few days, if we can forge a high-grade I’ll show you the attribute equipment to General Chen, do you understand?”
Ouyang Ming was startled and said in surprise: "Old man, won't you accompany me?"
The old craftsman laughed and said: "You kid, do you want to be beaten and trouble me with everything? Do you have a missing hand or a broken leg?"
Ouyang Ming was startled and fled as fast as he could, hiding in his forging room.
He knew that the old craftsman must be thinking about General Chen's weapon-making plan. At this time, if there was nothing serious, it was best not to make him go crazy.
Seeing Ouyang Ming fleeing like a monkey, the old craftsman shook his head and sighed secretly in his heart.
Boy, you should learn to be independent. The old man won't be able to take care of you for too long at his age.
Ouyang Ming returned to the forging room, continued to ponder the various properties of fine steel, and forged it three times again.
As his martial arts cultivation progressed, he had been using weapons for a long time. Although the consumption of forging fine steel is much greater than that of selected iron ingots, it has not had any impact on him just a few times.
Three times later, with the help of that wonderful state, he finally mastered the properties of fine steel.
Of course, basic mastery is one thing, but it is not an easy task to maximize all the features. With his current forging skills, it is not difficult to maintain a high-grade one, but it is quite difficult to reach the peak of a top-grade one.
Experience, what he lacks now is experience. If he had the experience of an old craftsman, even without using reserve attributes, with the help of purple light, he could stably produce top-grade peak armor.
He didn't want to stand out in particular. In the following days, he still maintained a life of squatting, practicing weapons, reading books, and taking time to forge.
Of course, he did not forge shocking high-grade attribute equipment, but only forged top-grade ordinary equipment and good-grade attribute equipment.
But even so, in the eyes of the old craftsman, it can be regarded as one step at a time and extremely firm.
Finally, the tenth day came again, and Sui Hezhi brought him a beast covered in blood as usual.
Ouyang Ming received him warmly and said, "Brother Sui, I'm really sorry that I bother you every time."
Sui Hezhi laughed and said, "Brother Ou, please don't talk about two different families." He accompanied the long sword on his waist and said, "You gave me a high-quality peak sword. I never said I wouldn't accept it."
Ouyang Ming chuckled. Although he was young, he understood one truth, that is, there is always a time when favors will be used up.
Although the high-quality peak saber he gave to Sui Hezhi was extremely rare in the eyes of ordinary sergeants, that was all. It would definitely not be worth it to have Sui Hezhi deliver prey year after year with just such a knife.
However, now he has a solution.
"Brother Sui, this is a knife I shot recently. You can try it again." Ouyang Ming said with a smile.
A trace of ecstasy flashed in Sui Hezhi's eyes. He was waiting for today by going to the pole to fawn over Ouyang Ming. However, he originally thought it would take at least half a year, but he didn't expect Ouyang Ming to hit the road like this.
With a heavy nod, Sui Hezhi took the saber and waved it a few times.
This saber was indeed extremely sharp, but it didn't seem to be much different from the high-quality peak saber in his hand.
Looking at Ouyang Ming in surprise, Sui Hezhi looked puzzled.
Ouyang Ming continued to smile and said: "Brother Sui, please use a little more energy!"
Sui Hezhi's expression changed slightly. He looked deeply at Ouyang Ming and released a little bit of his energy. The next moment, his body trembled slightly, his aura surged, and he actually released a wisp of serious evil energy.
Ouyang Ming took a breath. At this moment, in his eyes, Sui Hezhi seemed to have turned into a terrifying giant beast. It seemed that he was going to be cut in two at the next moment. The strong sense of oppression almost made him faint. .
However, at this moment, a purple light flashed in his mind, causing his consciousness to break away instantly and return to an absolutely calm state.
He immediately realized that this was momentum. As a warrior, he had gone through hundreds of battles, and it was his own momentum that he created after being separated between life and death.
When a warrior whose hands are stained with blood releases his momentum, the feeling of oppression caused will be quite terrifying.
However, he had only known that Sui Hezhi was a member of General Chen Yifan's personal guard, but he did not expect that he could explode with such momentum.
In just a moment, Sui Hezhi immediately woke up. He immediately restrained his aura and exclaimed: "Brother Ou, you, you are not scared, are you?"
The moment his aura dissipated, the purple light in Ouyang Ming's mind also disappeared.
With a wry smile, Ouyang Ming sighed: "Brother Sui, what are you doing..."