Chapter 339: Knife Testing
"The light cannot be extinguished, and the firewood cannot be added."
Not to mention the thirty years of extreme cold.
Mount Paektu is covered with snow, rocks and weeds. If you want to chop wood, you have to go down the mountain and chop it in the forest.
After chopping the firewood, they have to tie it up with ropes and drag it up the mountain.
Yun Chen and Huo Gannian were young and strong, but they were still exhausted after climbing.
If you have to go back and forth every day wearing only a single layer of clothing, it is really hard to imagine how difficult it would be. It is definitely not something that can be done with ordinary willpower.
Then I quietly looked at the old man, his thin and worn clothes, his tangled hair that hadn't been washed for years, and the simple straw couch and thin blanket in the stone room...
It’s more like being tortured than guarding the lamp.
Not knowing what others were thinking, Huo Gannian looked at the old man, and a terrible idea suddenly popped up in his mind:
If Yunchen died, he would live like this.
Death is too easy. Only by seeking suffering and hardship every day can we withstand the pain of losing our loved ones.
Build a life sentence prison to punish yourself for not protecting your loved one.
Huo Gannian didn't know why he had such a terrible and absurd idea. He just felt as if something dark was overwhelming him.
An invisible fear made him breathless. He desperately wanted to hug Yun Chen tightly in his arms regardless of who was around, to make sure she was safe and sound.
He had never felt so strongly that he would lose Yun Chen. No matter how dangerous it was in the past, he had never been so panicked.
"Chen'er..." He forced himself not to move and called out in a strange tone.
The idiot Yun Chen didn't notice the strangeness in his voice and was busy studying the sword-making furnace in a stone chamber.
Although others felt that this cry seemed too affectionate and ambiguous, and even had a bit of pitiful and coquettish meaning, they were already used to it and did not pay much attention to it.
Only the old man's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Huo Gannian lightly.
This look was dim, regretful, and a little sarcastic, as if he was looking at his younger self.
Huo Gannian rubbed his frown, trying to get rid of this inexplicable pessimism.
He thought that he was probably infected by the old man's astonishing suffering, coupled with the endless snow-capped mountains around him, which seemed to trap people in loneliness forever, so he had such an unlucky idea.
Huo Gannian, ah Huo Gannian, be firm, don't let your imagination run wild. How could you lose Chen'er? As long as you succeed, you won't lose her.
Here, Huo Gannian was still lost in thought.
On the other side, after learning that there was a sword-making furnace here, Buyan determined that the old man must be a hidden master with unparalleled martial arts skills, and kept begging the old man to reforge the Blood-Drinking Sword for Yun Chen.
"Senior, you must be a master! You can forge a sword that is unique in the world! The kind that can cut through iron like mud and sever hair with a single blow! On the day the sword was forged, wind and clouds surged! When the sword was unsheathed, thunder and lightning struck the sky and the earth! It shocked the world! It's written in the storybooks..."
Ye Yan felt ashamed, so he covered Bu Yan's mouth and dragged him away. He smiled apologetically at the old man and drew a circle on his temple with his index finger, meaning:
Don't blame me, senior. This guy has some problems with his brain.
The old man had just finished adding firewood and was so tired that he sat down to one side, watching the show without saying a word:
"That's great! Someone actually took the trouble to come up the mountain and perform for me."
After saying that, the old man smiled and waved towards Yun Chen, "Jiang Ming's Blood-Drinking Sword is broken? Let me take a look."
Yun Chen held the sword in both hands. The old man took it and looked at it for a few seconds, then turned his wrist to test its weight.
It was just a simple action, but the five people immediately saw that it was extraordinary:
This old man is obviously a martial artist.
"Only half of it is left. If you want to recast it, you must use the same material." The old man returned the sword to Yun Chen, and without even looking at it carefully, he said accurately:
"Black iron is the main component, gold and copper are the supplementary components, sulfur stone and lead ore are added, and diamond powder is pressed into a sharp edge, then it can be recast."
The word "black iron" instantly disappointed the five people.
Legend has it that black iron falls from the sky and is only found in the secret places of the plateau. For so many years, only hear of it, but no one has ever seen it.
Ye Yan refused to give up. "Can we try with ordinary iron? Or bronze? What if it works?"
The old man said, "Of course, but after it's cast, if it encounters the same weapon that cut this sword, it will break again. If nothing unexpected happens, the opponent should be using a heavier and wider machete, also made of black iron. It's just that it was cast in a hurry, too quickly. Otherwise, the Bloodthirster Sword would have shattered completely instead of being split in half."
"Damn it! Where did that beast Jiao Zuotai get such a good knife!" Buyan cursed.
After repeated consideration, Ye Yan made up his mind and said:
"How about this, I'll steal Jiao Zuotai's knife and use it to forge a new sword for Achen!"
"I don't want it!" Yun Chen refused decisively.
She would never let Ye Yan or anyone else take risks for her sword.
She pretended not to care and tried not to think about Jiang Ming. "It's just a sword. If it's gone, it's gone! What's the big deal? I can just find another good sword!"
Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already wet. Yun Chen quickly turned his head away so that no one could see him, but he couldn't escape the old man's eyes.
It seemed that he liked Yun Chen very much, or perhaps he saw some resemblance to an old friend in Yun Chen. The old man's face softened and he said to Yun Chen:
"You should have seen it when you entered. There's a weapon on the stone platform. It's from the same sect as the Blood-Drinking Sword, both made by the once-famous Ghostly Sect. They're made of the same material, and are even sharper and stronger. The handle is a little damaged, though. If you can lift it, feel free to use it."
The old man was very generous and lent me such a rare black iron weapon as soon as he asked to.
Not to mention that Yun Chen was using a sword, but there was a curved broadsword on the stage that was as wide as a person.
Then Yun Chen jumped onto the stone platform to get it, but it didn't move at all at first.
She felt a little strange and thought she was hallucinating. No matter how heavy it was, it was still a knife, not something that grew on the ground.
Under the gaze of the crowd, she took a horse stance, gathered her energy and concentration, grasped the hilt of the knife with her palm, and lifted it with all her strength.
The big knife trembled very politely, and then remained motionless.
The crowd was shocked.
Buyan shouted "I'll do it!" and jumped onto the stone platform and said to Yunchen:
"Achen, let's do it together! I'll count to one, two, three, and then we'll lift it together! One! Two—"
As the number "three" fell, the two of them exerted their strength together.
Bu Yan's face turned red, but the sword remained motionless.
Yun Chen fell to the ground, panting and sighing:
"This thing is with the mountain chief, right? Who can wield this thing to kill people in battle?"
Buyan made a gesture of "Don't be in a hurry, let me think about it" and guessed:
"Could it be that those with distracting thoughts cannot wield a knife, and only those with pure hearts and minds can do so? I've seen stories in the past that—"
Before he could finish his words, he had already flown two feet away.
After Ye Yan kicked Buyan away, he tried it out of disbelief. This time, the knife didn't even tremble.
Huo Gannian always felt that it was impossible for something to be so heavy. It must have a mechanism or something. He walked closer to the blade and looked at it carefully, trying to find a breakthrough point.
The five of them gathered around the knife and studied it.
The old man seemed to be tired of waiting, stretched his body and said quietly:
"Try it slowly while I rest. If you stay overnight, there are straw beds in the stone house, and steamed buns and snow water for food. Please feel free to do as you please."
After saying that, the old man walked away slowly, leaving the five people scratching their heads.
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