Igniting the charcoal fire, and pumping the bellows, he began to work by himself.
Shushu shushu.
Sounds rose from the bellows, flame emitted within the coal furnace, scorching that big lump of iron. Though Tang San didn't know any forging, he had watched Tang Hao forge farm tools every day, and he knew the correct process.
As the iron lump had gradually become red hot, he dragged across Tang Hao's usual hammer, letting it fall to the ground. This long handled iron hammer was even taller than him, and an ordinary five or six year old child couldn't have moved it at all.
But Tang San was still holding it up. With Mysterious Heaven Skill strengthening the whole body, even though it had not yet broken through the first tier, he already possessed physical strength comparable to an adult.
When the iron hammer collided with the iron lump again and again, it rung with a clear and melodious sound. This was Tang San's first hammer strike, and the prelude to forging.
' I could probably barely lift it but I doubt I can correctly swing it. '
In the inner room, lying on the bed, Tang Hao turned over. Even though his eyes were closed, his facial expression was somewhat astonished, murmuring in his sleep,
"He can actually lift the hammer, was he born with superhuman strength?"
Dong dong dong dong dong. Pounding sounds started to rise from the blacksmith shop. The family of three continued their mundane life, but with a difference: starting from this day, Tang Hao let Tang San play with another furnace in the room, pounding that lump of iron on his own forge. He didn't instruct Tang San with a single sentence, but also from this day onward, Tang Hao's drinking lessened a little, and the family's food also increased a little.
Forging was an dull and tiring process, but Tang San still regarded this as the correct way to temper his body. When eleven days had passed, he had already forged numerous times, he felt like he was unable to only rely on his body's physical strength, and had to use the help of Mysterious Heaven Skill.
His entire strength was enough to swing the hammer a hundred times or so. Every time his strength was nearly exhausted, he sat cross legged on the ground to recover, and once his inner strength had recovered he immediately returned to hammering.
Although Mysterious Heaven skill was unable to break through, his internal strength still toughened in pace with his iron lump's forging, and his recovery speed seemed a bit faster than before.
As eleven days went by, Tang San had already swung the hammer more than 8000 times, the iron lump constantly becoming smaller. It was already less than one third of the original volume. As his training and food quantity increased, his body became rather solid and his physical strength seemed to gradually evolve. As a result, during the unceasing forging process, the consumption of inner strength gradually decreased. With increased inner strength duration, his physical strength also increased a great deal.
' Damn San Ge is very impressive I guess this is what I should expect from the protagonist '
' I remember when I tried exercising a while ago I gave up really fast I already got used to such a leisurely life in this village which made me somewhat lazy and there's a lot of good excuses to stop like there's not enough food and I could just wait for my golden finger instead '
Tang San's persistence also astounded Tang Hao greatly. To him it seemed that even if this son of his was born with superhuman strength, it should be impossible to persist beyond three days. The handle of the iron hammer was roughened to prevent slipping, and would inevitably cause extreme injuries to the palm of the hand. But he discovered that although Tang San was forging honestly, both his young and tender small hands did not seem to change. Not even blisters appeared.
Since Tang San didn't want to lose his family, and he furthermore didn't want his past identity known, naturally he wouldn't tell Tang Hao or Tang Yuntian that this was because of practicing Tang Sect's Mysterious Jade Hand.
To make good hidden weapons, the most basic requirements were a combination of eyesight, hand strength, and effort. Therefore, in Tang Sect inner sect's practice, the requirements regarding eyesight and hand strength were extremely high.
Purple Demon Eye, had its maximum heightening effect on eyesight from practicing in the brief moment when the sun rises in the east.
Mysterious Jade Hand could cause the palm of the hand to become extremely tough and durable, moreover it could block any poison.
These two abilities were the required course for inner Tang sect disciples. Even though Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand was still far from attaining a sufficient level, it could still protect his palm from being covered with blisters from abrasion.
"Tang Hao, are you busy?"
In the course of Tang San making great effort towards forging ten thousand times and me supporting him with my presence, I heard the sound of an old man's voice outside.
It was currently afternoon, Tang Hao was in the process working, creating farm tools, and hearing what was said made only an 'ng' sound.
I was too lazy to go outside but when I saw Tang San already came out from his room I also walked out and stood behind him only to see an old man, looking far over 60 years old, with a lanky figure, but in high spirits, clothed perfectly neat and tidy, hair meticulously combed out. The comparison with Tang Hao was simply too extreme.
This person, was Holy Spirit village's village elder, old Jack.
"Xiao San, Xiao Tian, come, let grandpa have a look at you."
Old Jack turned to us and waved his hand.
This place's village elder was a kindly person, greatly respected by all the villagers, he had often brought over something to eat.
"Grandpa Jack, hello."
Tang San walked over in front of Old Jack, respectfully bow to him. When a person treated him well, Tang San would always remember it in his heart.
I just waved my hand at old Jack
I don't really like people besides my family calling me little tian even if I'm small right now
Tang Hao indifferently said:
"I'm busy, village elder."
Old Jack was actually no less than ten years older than him, but to actually be compared to him as the same generation, always worsened Tang Hao's mood.
Old Jack was seemingly already accustomed to Tang Hao's manners,
"Tang Hao, ah, both little San and little Tian have quickly become six years old. They ought to join this year's awakening ceremony."
Tang Hao gave Tang San and me a glance, indifferently saying:
"Then go participate. Which day is it?"
Old Jack said:
"In three days, when the time comes I'll come bring them, alright."
By his appearance when looking at Tang Hao, he very obviously wanted to say, 'if you accompanied them, it would probably cause delays'.
' It's already approaching that day just three more days till I start my journey and get my golden fingers.'
I think with a smile on my face.