"This is his choice, I didn't force him." Luo Tian's understatement aroused Yin Jiu's anger. He quickly walked up and pulled Luo Tian outside the house.

"A child who is only six years old can't even swing a hammer. Do you ask him to make a fight with the craftsmen in the village and bet on his hand? Are you crazy?" Yin Jiu asked.

"Then you just want to fight for him?" Luo Tian said.

He was stunned by Yin Jiu's words. Luo Tian shook his head when he saw Yin Jiu without saying anything, "At least this child has the courage than you, and he has been abandoned by his parents. He lives in an unfortunate family like you. Since God has put you two people who look so much together, why can't you be a qualified father? He calls you godfather, which is the blessing he has cultivated in several lifetimes, right? At least you can choose not to be a person like your father."

After asking this, Luo Tian turned around and left, and Yin Jiu stood under the snowflakes and fell into deep thought.

The next morning, on the day of the battle, Hu Zi stood at the entrance of the village with an iron hammer that needed to be raised with both hands. In front of him was a stove that was much taller than others, as well as extremely heavy iron blocks and various materials. The craftsmen laughed when they saw this.

The young craftsman who had been before walked out, looked at Hu Zi and said to Luo Tian: "You hand over 10,000 taels now, we don't want this child's hand."

Luo Tian shook his head and said, "Rules are rules, Hu Zi, if you lose today, leave your hands behind. Do you have any complaints?"

Hu Zi shook his head and said, "No!"

"This child is very tough, better than the waste of Yin Jiu." The young craftsman sneered.

"You are not allowed to say that my godfather, my godfather is a hundred times better than you." Hu Zi shouted loudly.

Everyone burst into laughter again. The village chief invited several masters from the neighboring village to be referees. In fact, it was just a matter of going through the motions. Everyone knew that Hu Zi could not win. It would be nice if a six-year-old child could swing a hammer.

"The time is almost over, I'll start." The village chief said with a smile. Seeing that ten thousand taels are about to be obtained, can this guy not laugh?

But at this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting from behind the crowd: "I'll help."

Half an hour ago, Yin Jiu watched Huzi and Luo Tian leave far away. He sat at the door of his house and looked back at the home that had lived for so many years. He left so simple that year, but still did this after he came back.

He once thought that his father, who was irresponsible but at least was very good to him, was a complete scumbag. He once thought that making irons and making knives was his lifelong pursuit. Even if he was gray-haired, he would not put down the hammer in his hand. He had a lofty dream to become the first craftsman to create immortal tools on earth.

But now his trembling hands don't even want to hold the hammer, because the moment he holds them, he will think of his father's face and the life he has been deceived for so many years.

It was noisy outside, as if many people from the neighboring village were watching the fun. He got up and wanted to close the door, but saw a hammer and a letter hanging behind the door.

The letter opened, and it was a line of words written by Hu Zi, who didn't know much to read.

"Godfather, you are the most awesome..."

The crooked words were written several times before they could write them correctly. Yin Jiu took a deep breath and thought of what Luo Tian had said to him.

He looked at the hammer behind the door, slowly stretched out his hand, his trembling fingers, and his inner desire and disgust were constantly intertwined. His father's face appeared in his mind, and his hand shrank back but the next moment Hu Zi's face appeared in front of him.

When he returned home, he saw a child who was about to die of freezing. He picked him up and never asked Hu Zi to call him his godfather, but naturally Hu Zi regarded him as a father-like existence, and he also regarded Hu Zi as his son in his heart.

After struggling for a long time, he hesitated. The rejection in his heart was not so easy to break. Seeing that the time was getting less and less, the appointment was about to begin, Yin Jiu spoke to himself.

"I can be a qualified father, and this time I'm not for my own hammer, but for my son."

The next moment, Yin Jiu grabbed the handle of the hammer. When he held the hammer, he felt like he had recovered his long-lost old friend.

At the appointment meeting, the dirty Yin Jiu walked past the crowd and held the hammer to the appointment site.

"Haha, see who is here, why? I feel sorry for my son. Do you want to break his arm for him?" the young craftsman opposite asked with a sneer.

"Can I fight for my Huzi?" Yin Jiu asked.

It is not possible to follow the rules. The village chief and the master were discussing. The young craftsman on the opposite side smiled and said, "It's okay, let him come if he wants to fight. Anyway, he is a waste. Didn't he claim to have made high-level human tools? He also said that he had learned the Gu Tianliu forging sword technique in my family. Today I will let him open his eyes and know what the real Gu Tianliu forging sword technique is."

"Since the other party has no meaning, it can be replaced by a fight, but the conditions for failure remain unchanged." The village chief announced.

Yin Jiu nodded and walked to the stove, Hu Zi stared at Yin Jiu tightly.

Yin Jiu raised his hand, Hu Zi thought he was going to be beaten and habitually shrank his head. The next moment, Yin Jiu's hand gently wiped off the black carbon ash from his face. Hu Zi was stunned, and Yin Jiu hugged him and said, "Look at your godfather, I will tell them what a real craftsman is."

Hu Zi was so excited that he burst into tears. Yin Jiu looked at Luo Tian beside him. Luo Tian asked, "You have not had a knife for so many days and have been drinking. I see that your hands are trembling all the time. Isn't it okay?"

Yin Jiu shook his head and said, "I was born to do this job. This is my nature. I won't be able to hold the hammer just because I have been wasting for a few years. Today I not only want to win the game, but also win back my dignity, and also break through myself. If you give me the Crazy Sword Spirit, I have a premonition that today is the day for me to break through my limits."

Like the refined iron that has been tempered for thousands of times, every time it is hit, it is to make it more perfect, which may be disappointing for a while, but as long as you experience Mo Liang, one day it will become a dazzling treasure.

This is Yin Jiu's life and the beginning of his coming to become a new generation of craftsmen.

Luo Tian took out the Crazy Sword Spirit without hesitation. The competition started, and three days and three nights, and he created the treasure that he felt satisfied with within the specified time and announced the end.

The young craftsman took out high-quality materials and said loudly: "I'll show you what the real Gutianliu forging knife technique is. Your counterfeit is only tangible but not spiritual, and it's not as good as me after all!"

The more expensive the materials, the better the treasures can be made. This is the core of Gu Tianliu forging knife technique. However, the real Gu Tianliu forging knife technique passed down from generation to generation by young craftsmen can actually ensure that treasures can be made under normal materials. Yinjiu's counterfeit knife law cannot guarantee this. Therefore, in his early years, he created a lot of garbage because he had no money to buy high-end materials, which even life became a problem.

The opponent had already taken action, but Yin Jiu was stunned when he looked at the materials that Luo Tian had brought for him in front of him. The Mad Sword Spirit is now hiding in the remaining hilt of the Mad Sword Sword. Yin Jiu reached out to grab the hilt of the sword. The next moment, the voice of the Mad Sword Spirit came into his ears.

This is his talent, and it is also a real talent for craftsmanship that no one in the entire craftsman village can compare with. He can hear the sound of the spirit of the weapon.

"I thought it was that guy named Heli who came to reshape me. I was a little disappointed when I saw you. You haven't even made a king weapon, so you don't seem to be qualified." The Crazy Sword Artifact Spirit was arrogant and spoke to Luo Tian the same way.

Yin Jiu closed his eyes and opened it again, and his consciousness was already connected with the spirit of the weapon, standing on the huge broken square. Luo Tian had also been here, but this time, the broken square that Yin Jiu saw collapsed even more severely, and it had reached a point of complete destruction. The spirit of the sword weapon was standing in the center of the square, and the land behind him had collapsed.

"What are you looking at? You are not qualified to build my new body." The Crazy Sword Spirit shouted.

Yin Jiu took a few steps forward. When facing the weapon spirit, he could take two methods. One was to conquer the other party, and the other was to beg the other party. It mainly depends on which set of weapon spirit eats. Some weapon spirits eat soft but not hard, while others eat soft but not hard. For example, the crazy sword is like this.
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