Chapter 2 Feud

The hammer in Sun Hao's hands is much smaller than that of his father and helpers. After all, he is only eight years old. The Sun family's ancestors started blacksmithing at the age of five, practicing the method of using the hammer and practicing the method of fire proficiency. The weight and size are both specially made. The hammer in Sun Hao's hand is already the third one he has used. It is reasonable for him to use a smaller one. The update will be accelerated accordingly. Copy this address to browse/

"Bump, bump, bump..." Waving the hammer with one hand and pressing the red iron juice with the other hand, Sun Hao entered the state, seeing nothing but iron juice, even when he saw his father and his helper just now The perception of blacksmithing is forgotten, and the rhythm and strength enter a strange rhythm.

The sound of bumping became very regular, hitting, flipping, hitting, flipping, the ignorant Sun Hao entered a strange state of mind at this time, his dantian Liehuo Kungfu started to rotate by itself, hoo, the fire in the stove suddenly ignited As soon as it rose, the burning became more vigorous, and it kept spitting out slight flames in the direction of Sun Hao.

Sun Qiang had stopped blacksmithing, and looked at his son with a look of relief. The Sun family has achieved great fire skills, can greatly resonate with the fire, and can also create a rare intimacy with the forging flames. This is the foundation of the Sun family's life. I didn't expect Sun Hao to reach this step so quickly, which is really surprising.

Uncle Li, the helper, opened his mouth happily, "Brother Qiang, you were only in your twenties before you managed to survive the fire, tsk tsk, Xiaohao is only eight years old, you are much stronger."

The two apprentices, Sun Shan and Sun Wu, showed envious expressions. They had already learned superficial internal skills, but they could not compare with Sun Jialie's fire skills. Seeing Sun Hao's achievements at such a young age, besides envy and jealousy, Of course, Sun Qiang had always treated them very well, and he didn't have any bad intentions.

Sun Hao, who was forging iron, seemed to feel that the flames around him were cheering, and the power trajectory brought by the hammer in his hand blew up the flow of the flames, and then with a touch, a trace of the power of the flames was knocked into the iron juice under the tongs, and The iron juice is integrated into one, and the two words "heat" come to my mind. Every time the hammer is hammered, the power of the flame and the strength of the beating are all what my father said "fire". Crucial, isn't it?

Feeling the strength of hands and the intensity of the flames in the air, a stranger state appeared in Sun Hao's heart. Along with the operation of Raging Fire Kung Fu, the hundred-character Qingxin Jue taught by his mother actually merged with the sound of hammering iron, replacing The sound of bumping came to Sun Hao's ears, "Cultivate the spirit, forget the words and keep the words, calm the heart and do nothing; know the ancestors when they are moving, and who to look for when there is nothing to do..."

Sun Hao seems to have returned to the state he was in when he was practicing inner strength.

At this time, he was still forging iron, but his consciousness was forgotten, it was more like practicing kung fu.

"Xiaohao's state is a bit wrong", Uncle Li muttered, Sun Qiang frowned, he also felt that this state was a bit weird. The Sun family's blacksmithing technique is not in such a state!

"What's wrong with the fire?" An apprentice looked at the stove strangely.

Everyone looked at it together, only to find that the stove was still burning, but there was no sound of burning. Just now, it was roaring with vigor, but now it looks like a very obedient baby...

It's weird, Sun Qiang rubbed his head, and then he revealed a smile of delisting, and said to a few bystanders with a simple and honest smile, "Whatever happened to him, it shouldn't be a bad thing anyway, just leave him alone, come on, let's continue to strike iron, let The kiddos practice by themselves"

After finishing speaking, Sun Qiang raised his big hammer and called a few guys to start the work. However, the moment he lowered his head and lifted the hammer, he looked at the corner of his son's eyes, and a flash of light flashed across his face.

"Bump..." With a loud noise, Sun Qiang hit a thick iron embryo with a hammer.

After a pause, he found that his son seemed to be ignorant of his own movements, and a smile appeared in his eyes again, "Come on, let's continue", "Touch...", the voice became louder, and the loud sound indicated that the blacksmith seemed to be After taking the tonic, I feel good.

At noon, the father and son went home for dinner. Sun Qiang was in a good mood and kept smiling. After eating, he patted Sun Hao's immature shoulders vigorously with his big thick hands. Wu Yuhe looked at the grinning son and turned to her husband. Just roll your eyes.

In the afternoon, learning how to cook medicine with his mother, Sun Hao felt that today was different from the past. The flames under the medicine jars made him feel more cordial. After a few jars of medicine came down, everyone praised Wu Yuhe, "It's a good day, and the fire is well controlled."

Boiling medicine is a technical job, and different medicines have different cooking methods, but today, Sun Hao's performance here is really good, whether it is fire or fierce fire, Sun Hao has a good grasp of the heat.

Normally, the pharmacy is not particularly busy. After Sun Hao helped his mother brew a few cans of medicine, he originally planned to spend some time with a few friends to go to Jianya Mountain and pick some herbs. There was a commotion, and a rush of footsteps.

He heard someone shouting, "Doctor Wu, come quickly, come quickly, Qiangzi is injured!"

Shocked, Sun Hao rushed out of the pharmacy, and saw several people walking over quickly supporting his father, "Dad, what's wrong with you, why are you injured..."

Sun Qiang grinned, "It's okay...", but beads of sweat appeared on his head.

Supporting Sun Qiang was a strong man in his forties, with piercing eyes and a square face. Looking at Wu Yuhe who had walked out of the drugstore quickly, he said in a deep voice, "Sister and sister, Qiangzi's tendons are damaged, but Life is safe, it may take a while to cultivate."

Sun Hao called "Uncle Gu", with an angry look on his small face, "Who hurt my dad?"

Uncle Gu is Gu Qiang, the mayor of Lanlin Town, and one of the Lanlin Shuangqiang. When he was young, he and Sun Qiang traveled all over the rivers and lakes, creating a great reputation. "

"Flying Dragon Village?" Sun Hao's eyes turned cold, "It's Feilong Village again".

The feud between Feilong Village and Lanlin Town has a long history. It can be said that since Feilong Village was established more than two hundred years ago, it has been in constant friction with Lanlin Town. Sun Hao's grandfather and the former owner of Feilong Village died together. Because longing also let go of the world.

"Hey," Sun Qiang, who was lying on the bed with sweat on his head, still had a naive smile on his face even though his body was obviously injured.

Obviously, Feilongzhai's attack did not go well this time.

Hearing Sun Qiang's words, Gu Qiang showed a wry smile and a trace of worry on his face.

Wu Yuhe frowned strangely while pouring her husband a bowl of special medicinal juice, "What's going on? It stands to reason that Feilongzhai shouldn't be causing trouble at this time."

Gu Qiang's face showed a solemn expression, "This time, there is a lot of trouble. Qu You, the son of Qu Sheng, the leader of Feilong Village, was accepted as a disciple by Xianmen." <