Resurrection of spiritual energy: from lowly blacksmith to master of creation

An Zhenshan seemed very sincere, and Fang Yan had no thoughts of being self-conscious.

On the surface, it seems that if the apprenticeship is successful, there may be a good story in the future.

But Fang Yan always felt that something was wrong. He thought for a while and asked:"Master An, I admire your humility in asking for advice, but there is one thing I don't understand! You have reason to worship me as your teacher, but I have no reason to accept you. As a disciple!"

An Zhenshan said quickly:"Advanced skills should be passed down. You don't want the forging technology that you have worked so hard to inherit to be cut off, right?"

Fang Yan looked at An Zhenshan's white hair. , said with a strange expression:"I want to pass on my skills, so I should find some younger apprentices, right?"

An Zhenshan immediately understood what Fang Yan meant, and he said with a bitter look:"I admit that I am old. , but I think... I should be able to live for a few more decades."

Suddenly, An Zhenshan tilted his body and knelt on the ground.

"Please, just accept me as your disciple!"

Fang Yan saw that the situation was not good and quickly helped An Zhenshan up.

"Why? Master An, you’re over now! How can you kneel on the ground casually at your age? Never do this! An

Zhenshan rubbed his eyes and said with runny nose and tears:"Just pity me, an old man!" At this age, I don't seek fame or fortune, I just want to be able to forge the strongest weapons and pursue the truth of forging. Grandmaster Fang, please help me, an old man!"

Fang Yan was really touched. People like An Zhenshan are really rare these days.

Earlier, they sent gifts and blessings, and now they even come to be apprentices in person.

Even if it's a lie, this Sincerity is enough.

Fang Yan thought about it and finally said:"Let's do this! I'll let you observe it once. If you feel you have gained something after reading it and insist on becoming my teacher, then I will accept you as my disciple."

He used the weapon refining technique, not the blacksmithing technique. He didn't believe that a martial artist who couldn't even use spiritual thoughts could see the magic from it. Seeing that Fang Yan finally relented, An Zhenshan said quickly:"Okay, okay! The old man wanted to see it."

Fang Yan asked Yu Yaya to come out to greet Wen Xianyue's mother, and then took An Zhenshan into the forging room.

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When he arrived at the forging room, An Zhenshan said quickly:"I'm here to help you start a fire."

Fang Yan waved his hands and said:"No, I don't need to bother with casting equipment."

An Zhenshan was confused. This casting equipment is not a fire hazard. The first step? Why did it become a problem?

Before An Zhenshan was confused for too long, Fang Yan had already started a series of 'mysterious' operations.

An Zhenshan didn't know why, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

Then he looked at it without blinking.

He saw Fang Yan's hands, blue fire suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"This...is this the legendary magic? Or is it Western magic?"

It seems that due to different beliefs, after the recovery of spiritual energy, although most people in the West can also use spiritual energy to practice, what they practice is magic and fighting spirit.

Fighting energy is somewhat similar to martial arts energy, while magic is a bit weird..

Ordinarily, if magic appeared in the West, then fairy magic should also appear in the East.

But after so many years, there are only some Western descendants in the East who occasionally use magic, and no one has seen magic at all.

As time goes by, the Donglong people They all thought that they could only practice martial arts.

Now, when An Zhenshan saw flames appearing out of thin air in Fang Yan's hand, he began to wonder whether there was immortal magic in the East, but people didn't know how to practice it.

What happened next made An Zhenshan even more... He was convinced that Fang Yan was using an immortal method.

He saw several fifth-level materials, flew into the fire, and melted in a very short time

"This...this melts so fast! How high does the flame have to be? But I can't feel the slightest heat. Magic can never do this. It must be magic!"

Although the magic used by Westerners is wonderful, its lethality is just that. Compared with martial arts energy and fighting spirit, the advantage is not particularly obvious.

And since the flame used by Fang Yan can easily melt fifth-level materials, it is far from Westerners. Magic is comparable.

An Zhenshan concentrated and tried his best to understand Fang Yan's forging process.

But the more he looked, the more confused he became. Until the end of this refining, he did not understand the refining process.

Where is the forging? What about the construction of equipment meridians? What about quenching?

None of these key processes were involved. An Zhenshan only saw the melted material constantly changing its shape, and finally it suddenly took shape.

Fang Yan handed the newly refined equipment to An Zhenshan.

An Zhenshan did not dare to hold it at first because he was afraid of burning it, but when he touched it lightly, he realized that the equipment was completely cold.

He took the equipment in his hand and looked at it carefully, and finally sighed and said:"It's really amazing! I'm afraid I will never be able to learn this kind of forging technique in my lifetime.

Fang Yanxiao asked:"Then do you still plan to worship me as your teacher?" An

Zhenshan said decisively:"I still have to worship this master. If you don't accept me as your disciple, I will come once a day until you change your mind." Fang

Yan shook her head and said helplessly:"Since you insist on doing this, I can only refuse.""

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