Commanding Wind and Cloud

A dozen or so timid Firefoxes hid in the grass and looked at Gan Jin, and whimpered in their mouths, and quickly retracted their bodies into the grass, never daring to appear again.

Qian Jin smiled wryly, if he entered Xishan, those monsters would react like Firefox! You don't have to be so tired.

"I'm back at last." Entering the gate of the village with enthusiasm, he looked up to the sky and panted for a long time, and the last bit of nervousness was completely relaxed. In this village, even the ordinary vegetable sellers have the strength above that of demon warriors, and the beasts of Xishan will never enter this territory.

Walking through the quiet long street and stepping into Blacksmith's shop, the old blacksmith squatted in the corner and looked at the pockets on Qianjin's back. Various metal ores fell to the ground, making a crisp, ding-dong-dong sound.

"Do you have any new understanding of Dou Xin consciousness?"

Shaking off the metal ore cloth bag vigorously, his hands trembled, and he looked curiously at Uncle Black. This uncle who was only a teacher of blacksmithing, why did he care so much about the issue of Dou Xin consciousness these few times?

"It's okay." Vigorously shook off the last piece of metal ore, and put away the cloth bag: "I'm getting more and more proficient in using it."

"Really?" Blake pointed the pipe in his hand to the stove for blacksmithing: "Forging iron, use your fighting spirit."

Dou Xin strikes iron? Gan Jin stood in front of the stove with a hammer in his hand, looked at the red-hot iron block, and took a deep breath. His fighting spirit suddenly turned and pulled out a lot of fire from the other two stoves. He raised his eighteenth hammer for the second time, smashed a smooth line in the air, and hit the iron block fiercely. The high-bulging iron block was just a hammer, and suddenly turned into a discus. Countless hot sparks flew around with the impact, like gorgeous fireworks.

Clang! The crisp sound of metal collisions reverberated in the courtyard. Mo Jin closed his eyes slightly to enjoy the near-perfect impact sound. As a master blacksmith, even with his eyes closed, he could hear the state of each blacksmithing process.

This kind of ear-stimulating metal impact is far more beautiful and beautiful than those carefully arranged tunes.

Perfect! Mo Jin gently raised the corners of his lips to show a smug smile. No matter how many times you listen to this kind of voice, you won't get bored. It's so beautiful!

"Is this the level you smashed out with your Dou Xin consciousness?"

Uncle Black was holding a cigarette stick, and interrupted his energetic narcissism with incomprehensible, even almost ironic, interrogative sentences, like a basin of cold water being poured from the head to the soles of the feet.

This is not good? He handed the hammer to Uncle Blake with vigor and respect, and looked curiously at the old blacksmith who was no different from the village head but did not have the name of a village head.

"You still don't understand what fighting heart consciousness is." Black weighed the hammer in his hand and shook his head lightly: "You just got a complete fighting heart last time."

Momentum silently looked at the hammer in Uncle Black's hand, with a complete fighting heart, isn't it fighting heart awareness?

Blake slowly raised the hammer high above his head, looking at the hot and red metal in the charcoal, there was no trace of the flame being attracted by the fighting spirit, everything looked like the forging in the past without any difference.

He stared at Black with all his energy and concentration. This uncle would definitely not mess around with nothing. Since he spoke this time, there must be something different.

Blake used iron pliers to pinch the red-hot iron embryo as usual, and the heavy hammer quickly fell from the air, setting off a whining hurricane, like a star falling from the sky, and smashed hard on the red-hot iron embryo.

The moment the hammer struck the metal, there was no longer the piercing sound of metal colliding. A roar suddenly exploded in the yard, like a thunderstorm that shook the sky. It suddenly appeared in the yard.

Hum...hum... He vigorously raised his hand and picked out his ears. It was only a strike of iron, but it made a roar like a thunderstorm, which made the ears protected by vindictiveness to the point of ringing in the ears. This hammer...

The moment the red iron embryo collided, the whole body shook slightly, the hot red color gathered around the iron embryo at a high speed, and the hot red turned into blood-like red in an instant! This piece of metal seems to be gushing blood from it!

In the next moment, the hot red sparks were like swords in the human body, erupting dazzlingly from different positions, even metal sparks that seemed to really have a pungent bloody smell.

This... Enthusiastically staring at the sparks that are ten times hotter than the sparks emitted at any other moment, his eyes widened. The hammer actually smashed down and made the hot metal sparks that had not yet gushed out squeeze each other in the metal body! Thus, in an instant, an extraordinary high temperature was accumulated, which once again tempered the iron embryo itself. Finally, due to excessive extrusion, the heat could not be removed smoothly, making them compete with each other for the passage, and the temperature of the flame was raised again, and this bright red spark was produced.

The spark itself doesn't really have any pungent bloody smell, it's just that the spark is too gorgeous! It's too glaring! Brilliantly shocking, dazzlingly admirable! At this moment, the metal really seems to be bleeding, rather than spraying metal sparks.

Just a hammer! He stared blankly at the red iron embryo under Black's iron tongs in front of him, no wonder the uncle said that it was also called using the fighting spirit just now? The gap between the two sides is too big. It's not just the gap between the hammering explosion and the metal jet sparks, the bigger gap is still outside the game.

Forging, the strong impact of the hammer, the moment it hits the iron embryo, it is never only the iron embryo that is impacted! Enthusiastic and confident, if you just use a hammer to make an explosion sound, you can barely do it yourself, but what you can't do is the state of the item under the iron embryo after a hammer.

With such a huge impact force, the anvil supporting the iron embryo, as well as the ground below the anvil, will definitely undergo great changes with this ferocious hammer. The solid ground, not to mention the soil, even the granite base, will be crushed by the impact, causing the dust in the yard to fly continuously, covering the entire iron-forging stove, and it is not surprising that the anvil will become bent due to excessive impact, or even completely scrapped.

Uncle Blake hit it with a hammer, and the iron embryo had a significant change, but neither the anvil nor the ground under the anvil changed in any way. It can even be said that the hammer was driven by the strong wind brought by the downward pressure, and there was not even a single grain of dust flying up except for a lot of dust on the ground.

All the power, at that moment just now, completely charged into the iron embryo, and flew around with the bright blood-like sparks!

What a control! Enthusiasm shook his head lightly, can't do it! Not to mention watching this hammer, I don't know how Uncle Black uses the Dou Xin consciousness. Even if he really knows, I'm afraid it won't be a minute or two before he can grasp the subtleties.

The hammer in Uncle Blake's hand didn't stop. The heavy hammer was like a butterfly flying up and down in his hand. The dazzling bloody flames, like the flowers that provided pollen to the butterfly, bloomed again and again, and quickly disappeared again and again.

Boom! There was another loud bang, like hundreds of thunderbolts from the sky falling on the yard and exploding at the same time, or like tens of thousands of fierce tigers roaring at the same time, which cannot be provoked. It was dozens of times louder than the sound of the first hammer before.

Looking vigorously at the sparks that burst out of the metal, at this moment it is no longer a bright red that looks like blood, but blue! There is an indescribable strangeness, only the light blue flame on the outermost layer when the flame burns to an extremely high level! From, the metal body suddenly sprayed out!

This...is this smashed out by using Dou Xin consciousness? Blinking vigorously, if the hammer just now was not used to strike the anvil, but used it in battle, what would happen? Vigorously and subconsciously moving his arms, referring to turning them flexibly, instinctively simulating the situation during the battle, but found that it was not easy to smash in the way just now.

"What is Dou Xin?" Black put down the hammer in his hand, a pair of eyes that had always been muddy, bursting out with an incomparably sharp light like a sharp sword, even a sword-like man like Enlak, compared with Uncle Black's gaze, is no longer that sharp.

For a split second, he felt that Black's gaze directly entered his heart and brain through his eyeballs, and his entire body was completely seen through by this gaze.

"The heart is not just used to beat to maintain life." Black looked at the irregularly beating flame and said lightly: "The heart also has thinking. When you do it, did your heart think?"

think? Think hard? Mo Jin subconsciously raised his hand to touch the position of the heart on his chest, thinking with fighting spirit? How to think?

"Your heart is empty." Blake raised his finger and pointed at the chest of enthusiasm: "If you want to know how to use your heart, go to Enlak's fighting room."

Enlak's vindictive room? He scratched his head and looked at Black in puzzlement. The uncle obviously knew what fighting spirit was, so why did he make a big detour and asked me to go to the Enlak fighting room to find Mr. Enlak? Can't you just teach me here?

"His vision..." Blake lit the pipe with the fire of the iron furnace: "Be broad. People, never think that you can learn everything from one person."

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