"Xiao Jin, you, you want to leave?"
The old blacksmith's voice trembled slightly. Although Jin Jia was a man of few words, he was hardworking and respectful to his teachers. He had no bad habits in life. Not only was he diligent and studious, but the tools he made were also praised by his neighbors, making him easy for everyone to trust.
After spending several years together, the old blacksmith has regarded Jinjia as his closest relative, and treats this apprentice as if he were his own son. Not only has he considered passing the blacksmith shop to him, he has also looked for some girls with clean family backgrounds for Jinjia. His feelings for Jinjia are both those of a master and apprentice and a father and son.
"Xiao Jin... How can you leave? Master is counting on you to inherit this blacksmith shop!"
Jin Jia slowly turned around and looked at the old blacksmith, somewhat unsure of what to say.
"Master, I..."
The old blacksmith moved his lips, looked at Jin Jia who was speechless, and sighed.
"Hey... I know you must have an extraordinary background. I know that ever since you learned how to forge iron and started making swords, and even made some weapons that could be called divine weapons, I have thought that one day you would leave here... But, but..."
The old blacksmith just smiled a few times, trying desperately to say something to keep her.
"But if you leave, what will happen to Cuilan in the south of the city?"
Outside the blacksmith shop, Zuo Wuji, who was pretending to chat with Li Feng, immediately turned around and looked at Jin Jia curiously, while Jin Jia himself stared at the old blacksmith in a daze.
"Cui, Lan? Who is it?"
"My master and I have arranged a marriage for you. I was going to ask for your opinion in a few days. Hey, that family is good, and the girl is also sturdy. She should be able to withstand your efforts..."
The old blacksmith's voice unconsciously became lower. Zuo Wuji, who was outside, subconsciously looked at Jin Jia's burly bear-like physique, and couldn't help but imagine what the sturdy girl the old blacksmith was talking about looked like.
"Master, I want to leave Kuinan. You, old man, please take care of yourself!"
Jin Jia spoke each word with firmness and sincerity. Although it may sound calm to ordinary people, to those who are familiar with Jin Jia, it is already full of emotion.
The old blacksmith wanted to speak several times, but finally he let out a long sigh. Just based on that amazing strength, he knew that his apprentice was definitely not an ordinary person. After all, it was impossible for him to stay in this small blacksmith shop. After dreaming for several years, it was time for him to wake up.
"Pack up and get ready. Also, don't forget to bring your hammer. You've become famous over the past two years, and many people have asked you to forge weapons. Most of the money you've earned has been spent on the hammer, so you can't leave it alone..."
As he said that, the old blacksmith quickly walked back to the inner hall of the blacksmith shop. Not long after, he came out again, holding a thick purse in his hand and handing it to Jin Jia.
"This is a little gift from me, Master. Please accept it. It will be useful someday. Why don't you go into the house and pack it up?"
Jin Jia looked back at Zuo Wuji and Li Feng, and Zuo Wuji hurriedly said.
"Don't worry, Brother Jin, we'll wait for you."
Jin Jia said "hmm", then entered the inner hall. Behind it was a small courtyard, and beyond that were a few rooms, which were where the old blacksmith and Jin Jia lived.
As soon as Jin Jia left, the old blacksmith walked up to Zuo Wuji, looked at him carefully, and then glanced at Li Feng.
"Young Master Li is here too. Where are you going? Are you going back to Dazhen?"
"Master, I am a man of the underworld, so I will naturally go to the underworld. I don't necessarily have to go to Dazhen."
The old blacksmith was somewhat dissatisfied with Zuo Wuji, but he couldn't say anything.
"You are speaking Aoi-nan language much more fluently. I know you are very skilled in martial arts and are from the same family as the rumored martial arts saint. Please take care of Xiao Jin."
Zuo Wuji thought, Mr. Ji's guardian general needs my care? But of course he still behaved more seriously and nodded in agreement.
"Don't worry, Brother Jin will never be bullied, and you've let him carry a hammer. Who knows, maybe in the future, everyone in the martial arts world will rely on Brother Jin to make weapons."
The old blacksmith glared at Zuo Wuji.
"I didn't say it was a blacksmith's hammer."
Zuo Wuji was stunned for a moment and looked back at Li Feng.
"That is… "
Zuo Wuji's words got stuck in his throat halfway through, and he and Li Feng stared blankly at the golden armor coming out of the inner hall. This time the golden armor came out sideways, and each of his left and right hands held a huge black hammer.
"When I say hammer, I mean these two."
The two hammers looked roughly round, but they were not completely round. Instead, they had edges and corners but were not sharp. The hammer bodies and handles were pitch black, and it was unknown whether they were made of iron. They were held by the golden armor one in front and one behind. Each one was as big as a farmer's bamboo basket for selling vegetables, or as big as the arms of a man of Zuo Wuji's size.
Of course, in the hands of the golden armor, although the two hammers were still exaggerated, they did not give people a sense of disharmony, but just made people feel scary.
Even if this thing is hollow, no one would want to be hit by it.
"How heavy is this hammer?"
Li Feng stared at the sledgehammer in Jin Jia's hand in a daze and asked stupidly, and the old blacksmith answered casually.
"I don't know. Anyway, apart from Xiao Jin, no one can lift one. Even three people can't lift it, and they have never weighed it. Every time Xiao Jin gets some good stuff, he will forge it into the two hammers and smash them in. The two hammers emit a blazing red light, just like they have been burned in fire..."
The branding iron was swung in the air to make blacksmithing movements for Li Feng and Zuo Wuji to see. After seeing the pair of sledgehammers being taken out by the golden armor, the old blacksmith gave up hope.
Jin Jia held the sledgehammer in his hand and carried a bag on his shoulder that was very small compared to him and the sledgehammer. He walked slowly to the door of the blacksmith shop step by step.
"Master, I've packed it."
"You cleaned up so quickly..."
Jin Jia nodded and walked outside the blacksmith shop.
"Master, I'm leaving. Take care!"
"Hey! If you have time in the future, please remember to come and see me, your master!"
Jin Jia just looked at the old blacksmith and did not respond to this sentence. It was not that he did not want to, but he did not know if he could give a definite promise. If he said it, he had to do it. He did not know if he could do it, so he could not say it.
"Hey, just remember Master!"
"Um!"
Jin Jia responded and looked at Zuo Wuji and Li Feng. Zuo Wuji saluted the old blacksmith with his fists clasped, and Li Feng followed suit on horseback.
"Goodbye! Brother Jin, let's go."
With the old blacksmith's reluctant gaze, Jin Jia and Zuo Wuji walked along the street into the distance. Jin Jia's pair of big black hammers in his hands attracted the attention of pedestrians and vendors on the whole street. All kinds of whispers and discussions were faintly heard by the old blacksmith, Zuo Wuji and others.
"Oh, isn't that the goldsmith?" "Who said he wasn't?"
"These two hammers look so scary..."
"Who said it wasn't..."
"If anyone gets hit by a hammer, they will be beaten into a pulp, right?"
"Who said it wasn't?"
"Will it be hollow?" "Of course it is hollow, but even if it is hollow, it must weigh more than 100 pounds. It's no joke!"
"This blacksmith is really strong..."
…
After being away from the blacksmith shop for a long time, Li Feng looked at the golden armor walking beside him and thought for a while.
"Master Zuo, shall we get a good horse for General Jin?"
Jin Jia turned his head to look at Li Feng, raised his right hand and sledgehammer and said.
"No, there is no horse that can carry it."
Zuo Wuji has always been very curious about the pair of hammers, and he knows that the hammers are definitely solid. According to the old blacksmith, they are a mixture of more than one kind of metal. He couldn't help but ask.
"Brother Jin, are these two hammers famous? How heavy are they?"
Jin Jia was silent for a while, then answered.
"The gold-mixed hammer, a single hammer weighs three thousand pounds, and a pair of hammers weighs more than six thousand pounds. Otherwise, change the hammer body and continue to mix in gold and iron objects. The more you mix them, the harder it will be. I'll discuss this with Crane Boy next time..."
The name is simple and crude, and it also explains that the origin of this pair of hammers is the result of forging golden armor mixed with various gold and iron objects. He didn't understand much from Ji Yuan's "Miaohua Tianshu", but Xiao Zhihe had read a lot. After the two studied it, they only needed to focus on one point to forge it. As for the weight, it was even more terrifying, and it didn't sound like the end.
Zuo Wuji shut up decisively, but a faint fighting spirit ignited in his heart. He really wanted to have a fight with Jin Jia. He felt that his martial arts had reached a stage of rapid progress again. Both his physique and martial arts had soared compared to before.
Perhaps except for powerful monsters, it is very difficult for Zuo Wuji to find a suitable opponent to spar with. Even his four masters may not be qualified. They can only practice skills and moves but cannot let go.
Now that Jin Jia is following Zuo Wuji, he knows that sooner or later he will have the opportunity to compete with Jin Jia, and perhaps he can even practice more with Jin Jia, and he is looking forward to it deeply.
Li Feng swallowed his saliva as he looked at Jin Jia holding the pair of big black hammers with ease, and no longer mentioned anything about equipping Jin Jia with a mount.
"Who is Crane Boy?"
"It's Crane Boy."
"oh… "
On the other side, in the corner of the backyard of the blacksmith shop, the old blacksmith stared blankly at the two large cracks in the stone slabs, feeling empty inside.
…
However, compared with the sadness in the peace in Kuinan, on some levels, the complete loss of contact with Zhu Yan has caused an uproar.