Absolute Love Blade

"Iron to Wu Cheng becomes steel since." Wu Cheng's weapons can be called the best in Jianghu.

In watching, there is even a masterpiece, that is, the "iron painting Zhang" iron painting. "Iron painting Zhang", named Zhang Li, rich and strong, can turn a hundred refined steel into winding fingers, and make paintings with iron, and it is exquisite, so it is called one of the best in Wu Cheng.

On this day, Zhang Li was playing chess with his newlywed wife Liu at home for fun when Hu Sheng, the second boss of the store, hurriedly came to say that there was a customer in front of the store asking to see the boss. Zhang Li frowned slightly, waved his hand, and let Hu Sheng send the person away, forgive the customer. But a short while later, Hu Sheng came again, saying that the visitor might not be a good fighter and was causing trouble in front of the store.

Only then did Zhang Li put down his chess hand and followed Hu Sheng to the store to see what was going on.

The visitor was a white-faced scholar, standing in front of the store and not leaving, Hu Sheng asked him to stop blocking people's business, but the white-faced scholar smiled and did not answer, but said, if he did not see Zhang Li himself, forgive me for not letting the road. Hu Sheng's momentary impatience, want to push away the person, but unexpectedly that person does not move. Hu Sheng pushed again, the scholar laughed and said, "If the people in your store, can push me half a step, I will leave." Hu Sheng momentarily anxious, called the store three or four fellows, combined to push, but unexpectedly the scholar was rooted in general.

Zhang Li came to the front of the store, only to see a few fellows have been completely tilted, is the whole body strength in pushing the scholar, but the scholar but with a smile as nails, standing. In front of the store surrounded by many people watching, pointing, watching the store fellows made a fool of themselves.

The visitor is not an idle person, only this hand, has revealed not bad Kung Fu.

Zhang Li dismissed the fellows, and said to the scholar arching his hand: "Friend, I'm sorry, Zhang! Please come inside for a chat, standing at the door makes people look at the joke."

The scholar returned the greeting, and the two sat down in the living room before Zhang Li took a closer look at the visitor. The scholar is well-dressed, white face, and is even shaved clean, so it is not like ordinary Jianghu people. The scholar called Huang Qingyuan, a person from the capital, who came to Wu City to find Zhang Li, only, for one thing, want to forge a fast knife.

Zhang Li almost spit out a mouthful of tea: "Brother Huang, I only do iron painting, not forging weapons. Such crude work, Wu Cheng is full of streets, why do you have to come and joke with me like this."

Huang Qingyuan said with a grave face, "I am afraid that only you can forge this sword of mine because what I want is not an ordinary sword." After saying that, Huang Qingyuan pulled out a black bar iron from his belt.

Even if Zhang Li has been dealing with iron since childhood, he could not help but be stunned. The iron is more than an inch thick, but wrapped around Huang Qingyuan's waist is like a soft cloth. Article iron placed on the case, hand knocking is the after sound, like a bell.

Huang Qingyuan said: "This iron is soft as cloth, heavy as gold, brother Zhang you recognize?"

Zhang Li no longer just bashful attitude: "Is this the legendary thousand-year-old Xuan iron?"

Huang Qingyuan nodded slightly: "Then, this iron can be forged into a sword except for Brother Zhang who can paint with iron, is there another person in the world?"

Thousand years of Xuan iron, a hundred years does not happen, if not forged, this life will be a regret. But this iron ordinary furnace fire does not melt, melt that is condensed, if you want to forge into a knife, I'm afraid it will not be a day's work. A thought to this, Zhang Li frowned and said: "If you want to forge this fast knife, it takes at least a year of work, I wonder if brother Huang can wait?"

Huang Qingyuan laughed: "Not to mention a year, even three years, I can also wait. But I have a request. I will stay in the house until brother Zhang will forge the sword, I will leave, okay?"

Zhang Li understood that Huang Qingyuan was not sure about this piece of thousand years Xuan iron, so he had this request.

To forge the sword, Zhang Li decided to close the door, on the day the sword is not finished, a day not out of the furnace room. Weekdays only send people to send some meals, and forging knives used pine charcoal, other than all do not ask, the subordinates are not allowed to disturb.

Liu's teary-eyed, Zhang Li although the heart has not tolerated, the mind has been decided. Seven days later, Zhang Li entered the new furnace room by the mountain and asked Hu Sheng to look after the store and home affairs, and then had the door locked and started forging knives.

In the blink of an eye, for more than a year, Zhang Li finally forged the Xuan Iron into a knife. Looking at the long, dark knife in front of him, Zhang Li's heart can not help but be overjoyed, by the hardships involved, and how many people know.