Chapter 1003

1003, how dare to let other men hold

including Gu Qianxue added manganese ore, which is also one of the trace elements.

The purpose of throwing people into the furnace is to use trace elements in the human body.

I have to say, it's cruel and superstitious.

If trace elements in the human body can be used to make steel, then mammals are the same as trace elements in humans. Monkeys should be the most similar to human indicators, but this midnight Gu Qianxue really can not afford to go up the mountain to catch monkeys, so he simply used sheep.

Now I just hope everything can succeed.

Gu Qianxue closed his eyes and folded his hands in front of him, praying silently.

For a moment, there was a desolate and resolute atmosphere in the sword casting work area.

When the day is slightly bright, the tempering is over. Oil quenching is used for quenching, which is a common quenching method. Even in the early steel plants, oil quenching is also used, needless to say.

The fourth day of the sword casting meeting ended and officially entered the fifth day.

However, no one went back to have a rest. The three swordsmen were in a group. When they were tired and anxious, they took a rest on the side and continued to work when they woke up.

After quenching, Dongfang Junhua, whose eyes were red, almost trembled. He took out the sword and carefully wiped it with a cloth.

"How?" Gu Qianxue asked carefully.

Dongfang Junhua did not answer the question at the first time, but only checked it again and again, and tested it with special tools at the installation of the tool handle.

Jun'an was also very nervous, "fourth brother, are we Failed? "

Before Gu Qianxue throws the sheep, Jun'an is very sure. Although he can't guarantee to win the championship, he won't lose too badly. But since losing sheep I don't know why, but now he hears that all the newly cast sword embryos smell like roasted mutton.

Dongfang Junhua put down the sword, and turned around to hold Gu Qianxue tightly in his arms, and then turned two circles.

People are surprised, have seen, Jun'an is also muddled, what does this mean? Is it successful?

"Miss Zhao, you are a genius. You are really a genius! Why is there such a genius as you in this world Dongfang Junhua couldn't help shouting.

Gu Qianxue was dizzy and didn't dare to struggle. After all, neither she nor Dongfang Junhua had slept for two days and nights. If she struggled and Dongfang Junhua slipped her hand and threw her into the fire, it would be a human sacrifice.

Don't talk about the general moye. There will be a "thousand snow sword" soon.

The judges on the rostrum endure as long as the swordsmen endure, and the only distinguished guest who sticks to it, Li Wang of Nanyue state, also endure for a long time.

People are flesh and blood, even the king is tired.

He ordered people to make a strong cup of tea, intending to drink it to refresh himself. However, as soon as the tea was swallowed, he saw the scene of Dongfang Junhua holding Gu Qianxue in his arms, and suddenly "click" and the teacup was crushed.

One side of the servant even busy way, "King Li, what's the matter with you?"

The cold air that Li Wang sends out is about to set off a storm. He throws away the broken tea cup and says, "nothing." Subject to changing moods simultaneous interpreting

, the king of Nan's kingdom is terrible. It is clear that nothing happened but suddenly became angry. It was as if what the rumor said was moody.

In this way, the sword casting meeting entered the fifth day.

It can be said that, except for the sword casting master who went back to have a rest two days ago, from the third day to the present, it has been continuous.

The fifth day is the last process - shaping and grinding.

There is no need to say about shaping. The sword makers are not blacksmiths. They all have high aesthetic and artistic creativity. How can they tolerate the appearance of their exquisite products in the form of an iron sheet? After all, what they create is exquisite weapons, not kitchen utensils.

Never sharpen your sword.

Although the sun rises, all the furnaces in the sword foundry are put out at the same time, and the heat source is lost. A gust of mountain wind blows, which makes people shiver.

The scene is magnificent with the mountains and thousands of casting platforms.

At this moment, the mountain deafening, or chisel or grinding, metal friction and collision sound, in the mountains from time to time, there are rules in the chaos, like the sea waves.

Gu Qianxue was shocked by this scene.

Although we have seen more grand scenes such as the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games in modern times, the scene in front of us is the most shocking, not only because of the primitive rather than dazzling modern technology, but also because there is an incomparable worship of our own industry.

This kind of worship is pure, rarely seen in the materialistic modern times. This is the true craftsman spirit.

At this moment, Gu Qianxue's hungry mood is also surging incomparable.

A huge sound of Gong resounded through the mountains, which also declared the end of the sword casting conference once every four years.

Almost all of them were paralyzed in an instant.

It takes a month or even a year to cast a peerless weapon. However, the sword casting conference only gives five days, which makes it possible to imagine the mental pressure and work pressure.Some young swordsmen couldn't help sobbing, even though they were clank men.

Each sword casting area is guarded by a guard of the villa. After the Gong rings, the guard will carry it with a tray that has already been prepared, and people will put on the freshly honed works.

Dongfang Junhua and Dongfang Junan were also tired. They sat on the ground and couldn't speak for a long time.

Gu Qianxue quickly makes tea for them.

Dongfang Junhua said thanks with a smile and took it over.

Jun'an wanted to reach out, but his arms were shaking so much that he couldn't lift it at all. Even if he lifted it reluctantly, he couldn't hold the teacup.

After a long time, all the talents came out of the sword casting field, and the rest were the work of ten judges.

There is no doubt about the fairness of the judges. In fact, the judges are very fair.

Night.

The whole famous sword villa is boiling and revelry is everywhere.

Mingjian villa has unlimited wine and food supply this evening. The whole villa is full of lights, as bright as day.

In this bustling, Gu Qianxue and Chu Yan quietly returned to the room.

The incompetent Gu Qianxue is almost taken care of by Chu Yan as a baby. After all, he has not closed his eyes for three days and two nights, and is still in fear. Gu Qianxue is on the verge of collapse.

Gu Qianxue was lying on the soft and comfortable quilt, and there was a cheering sound in his ear. He murmured, "this group of iron forging energy is very good. They haven't slept for three days and two nights, and they still have the strength to revel. My mother, overworked and drunk, they are not afraid of sudden death?"

Gu Qianxue's joke is to call a swordsman a blacksmith, but she knows that the swordsmen of this era are like modern arms experts, and no blacksmith can compare them.

"By the way First smoke... " Qian Xue's words are no longer continuous, just like whispering, "I want to be cruel Take a nap Who dares to disturb me Just Kill... "

No one answered.

At the moment when he was about to fall asleep, Gu Qianxue changed his mind again, "just Don't kill I'm afraid you really Kill people Just... "

Words have not finished, the body was picked up, tightly in the arms.

Then there was a familiar aroma.

"Gu Qianxue, you dare to let other men hold you. Do you want to die?"