Chapter 36: Shen Yin Again
"Tang Wulin."

Fan Yu's tall and sturdy body shook, and he turned around curiously and looked at the little guy standing behind him.

He Caitou beside him also turned around, scratching his black bald head which was chilled by the soul guide lamp, and smiled foolishly when he saw the stern Zhou Yi.

"division"

Before the word "mother" could be uttered, Zhou Yi stopped him sternly.

Only then did He Caitou realize that this was not a private matter and Zhou Yi still had to maintain her image as an old lady.

His gaze also turned to Tang Wulin, who was slightly shorter than him.

Fan Yu released his mental power and examined Tang Wulin from head to toe, as if trying to see if there was anything different about him. "Are you Tang Wulin?"

Tang Wulin nodded.

"Yes, teacher."

Fan Yu looked at Zhou Yi with doubt.

The meaning is very clear, why bring this living treasure of the Sea God Pavilion to the Soul Guidance Department?
Zhou Yi explained the cause and effect of the matter, including the forging, in a tone that was neither positive nor negative.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, as a husband, Fan Yu knew Zhou Yi too well.

It didn't take long to understand what she meant.

Tang Wulin wants to learn soul guidance equipment?

Fan Yu was of course happy to hear the news. It was definitely a comfort that other people appreciated what he loved and were even willing to devote themselves to it.

But Tang Wulin.
His identity is so special that Moon, the leader of Poseidon Pavilion, has been arguing with the elders for him for three whole days.

Judging from Zhou Yi's expression, it was obvious that she wanted him to strike a blow to Tang Wulin.

Let him give up this path.

Fan Yu understood what he meant and smiled at Zhou Yi.

He picked up a forging hammer from his work table.

"If you want to make money, then show us your skills."

Then he stepped aside and pointed to the square piece of metal that was gleaming with a faint silver light and that He Caitou had been unable to process just now. "If you can make this piece of Shenyin into a shell that can be used as a first-level soul guide, then I will let you take orders from me."

"Shen Yin."

The corners of Tang Wulin's mouth curled up slightly.

What a coincidence.

It’s Shen Yin again.

"No problem." Tang Wulin waved his hand and smiled confidently.

Fan Yu was very surprised and raised his eyebrows.

He muttered in his heart: "Could it be that this kid has really practiced forging? I remember that the Sun-Moon Empire seems to use large machines to process and smelt metals."

Thinking of this, he handed the forging hammer to Tang Wulin.

"Ok?"

The moment he caught the forging hammer, Tang Wulin frowned.

Was Shrek's forging hammer of ten thousand years ago of this quality?

He shook the hammer in his hand and then threw it back onto the workbench.

Facing the astonished gazes of the three people, Tang Wulin activated his soul power and took out the Thousand-Forged Silver Forging Hammer that had accompanied him until now from his storage soul guide.

When Tang Wulin took out the Thousand-Forged Silver Forging Hammer and held it firmly in his hand, the atmosphere in the entire soul guide laboratory instantly became subtle.

Fan Yu, Zhou Yi and He Cai Tou were all deeply attracted by this unusual forging hammer.

The shock in Fan Yu's eyes was particularly obvious. He stared with wide eyes, extremely surprised.

His eyes were fixed on the forging hammer in Tang Wulin's hand. The heavy texture, the smooth and powerful lines, and the faint silver light flowing on the hammer all indicated that this was not an ordinary tool.

Judging from Fan Yu's reaction, he was obviously shocked by the quality of the forging hammer in Tang Wulin's hand.

He took a few steps forward, stretched out his big hand, carefully took the Thousand-Forged Silver Forging Hammer handed over by Tang Wulin, and examined it carefully.

Finally, Fan Yu said with an incredible look, "This forging hammer belongs to you!?"

Feeling the dazzling appearance around him, Tang Wulin nodded.

"Impossible, this is a master-level forging hammer." He Caitou said with a frown.

Zhou Yi didn't understand why the master and disciple sighed like that, and asked, "Grandmaster level?"

“The youngest Grand Master-level blacksmith in history came from the Haotian Sect. He was almost twenty years old when he achieved the Grand Master level. Even in the Sun-Moon Empire, blacksmiths of this level are extremely rare, and their status is equivalent to that of level seven or eight soul engineers.” Fan Yu said in a serious tone.

He leaned forward, unable to suppress his excitement, and held Tang Wulin's shoulders and asked, "Is this really the forging hammer you made yourself?!"

Tang Wulin nodded heavily, trying his best to appear calm.

But he was shocked again.

what?
The Thousand Forging Hammer that a third-level blacksmith has is of the Grand Master level.

Ten thousand years ago, the forging technology developed too slowly.

He thought about it carefully and understood.

Before the emergence of battle armor and god-level mechas, even the soul guides and Tang Sect hidden weapons, which were recognized as the pinnacle of craftsmanship, used metals made from rare metals with mixed properties.

Until things like battle armor and god-level mechas that require living metals exist.

The profession of blacksmith has once again attracted attention, undergone revitalization and upgrading, and then developed rapidly.

The blacksmith is no longer a blacksmith who swings a hammer, but a true artist who forges life.

"That's not so outrageous."

Tang Wulin thought.

"No matter how many explanations I give, they are all in vain." Tang Wulin smiled slightly, took the Shenyin forging hammer, and walked to the workbench where the Shenyin raw ore block had been scorched red by the flames.

Under Fan Yu's questioning gaze, he officially started forging.

Tang Wulin held the Thousand-forged Silver Forging Hammer firmly, his eyes as sharp as torches as he stared at the burning block of silver ore in front of him.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing rhythm, as if he was having a silent communication with the forging hammer in his hand, preparing to start a dialogue between metal and soul.

He raised the hammer and slowly raised it above his head. The soul power surged in his body, gathered in his arms, and then transmitted to the forging hammer through his wrists. At this moment, the Thousand Forging Silver Forging Hammer seemed to have life, and the silver light on it became more dazzling under the stimulation of soul power.

"Boom-"

The first hammer fell like a thunderous explosion, yet it was incredibly accurate.

The moment the hammer surface came into contact with the hot silver ore, sparks flew everywhere, and the molten metal began to flow and deform under the powerful impact. Tang Wulin's movements were smooth, and the strength, angle, and speed of the hammer were all just right.

Fan Yu, who was watching, had fire flashing in his eyes. Every time Tang Wulin hit Shen Yin, it was like hitting his heart. His face turned red, showing his excitement.

"Forehead"

He Caitou was completely stunned, witnessing this art of forging metal.

Tang Wulin continued to hammer, and the silver ore gradually softened under the dual effects of high temperature and hammering. The internal impurities were continuously discharged, and the metal molecular structure became more compact and orderly through repeated hammering.

He immersed himself in it, isolated himself from the outside world, and only focused on the piece of metal that was undergoing transformation.

As the number of hammer strikes increased, Tang Wulin's movements became more skillful and natural, as if he had become one with the forging hammer. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but the light in his eyes became brighter.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The sound of hammering continued, like an exciting war drum, shocking everyone. Suddenly, Tang Wulin paused, and the last hammer fell, the force of the hammering formed a perfect connection with the previous hammer, as if the climax of a piece of music came to an abrupt end.

Thousands of forgings, one product, done! !

At this time, the sunken silver ore has been completely transformed, showing a metal ingot with pure texture and bright color.

Tang Wulin wiped the sweat from his forehead and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

He put down the forging hammer, picked up the piece of silver that had been tempered a thousand times with pliers, and immersed it in cold water. In an instant, a puff of white smoke rose into the sky, accompanied by a crisp "hissing" sound. The metal surface cooled rapidly, and the luster became even brighter.

When the smoke cleared, Tang Wulin picked up the cooled silver and showed it to everyone.

The surface of the metal ingot was as smooth as a mirror, and its texture was hard and elastic. As the silver light flowed, it seemed to contain infinite vitality. This was Qianduan Shenyin, and its quality was enough to support the main shell of a fifth-grade soul guide.

"Oh my god. My Master Yu Xiaogang."

Fan Yu shook his head, his eyes full of disbelief, and muttered to himself.

This child must stay in their soul guidance system.

This is their future!

(End of this chapter)