Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method (4)

The other working students around revealed an envious light in their eyes. Of course, it was only envy, nothing more. The scene today of Tang San's strength when defeating Xiao Chen-Yu was deeply branded in their minds, especially Wang Sheng, who admired him endlessly. Reaching the conclusion that even after obtaining a spirit ring he still might not be able to win.

Xiao Wu full of curiosity asked:

"What good is becoming a spirit master? It can't be just getting some empty title."

Tang San chuckled, saying:

"There are still some benefits, at least in the future I can eat some good things. Spirit masters get a one gold spirit coin stipend every month."

"One gold spirit coin? This much."

Xiao Wu by now also understood the importance of money, even though Xiao Chen-Yu already said in the future the working students food expenses were all on him, having money in her hand was always better than other people.

While speaking, Xiao Wu leapt up off the bed, excitedly running out.

"Xiao Wu, where on earth are you going?"

"I'm going to register at Spirit Hall, one gold coin can buy so many delicious things, ah."

"Then there's no need to hurry like this."

"How can I not hurry, have you forgotten today is the end of the month? Going now, including next month, maybe I can get two gold spirit coins."

"But, you could at least put on shoes before going."

"Eh..."

Xiao Wu eventually still left energetically for Spirit Hall, Tang San was secretly laughing in his heart, perhaps that grandpa Ma Xiu-Nuo would return from shock. After all, Xiao Wu would be a genuine animal spirit battle spirit master. Comparing innate qualifications, this must be much better than his bogus full spirit power.

Not needing to do working student work again, Tang San's mind immediately returned to thoughts of that clear and melodious beating sound. Village elder Jack once said, later on the intermediate spirit master academy would have a not small fee, he should also trade for very many things for home, and so having many little ways to earn money would naturally be good. And also, this was father's requirement. Still more importantly, only at smithy would he have the chance to increase his armaments. As a result of forging the sleeve dart with his own hands, Tang San discovered, when a hidden weapon was completely made by himself personally, the sense of familiarity regarding the hidden weapons would become even more powerful.

"Tang San, I apologize for the matter that day, you won't still take offence right."

Just in the middle of Tang San's pondering, Wang Sheng came up to his side, speaking with a sincere expression.

Seeing Wang Sheng with a simple and honest smile, Tang San shook his head, saying with a slight smile:

"Offence to what, I've long since forgotten. Wang Sheng dage, I must go out a while, I'll probably come back in the evening."

Wang Sheng nodded, and said:

"You go. Right, congratulations on becoming spirit master."

Tang San said with a slight smile:

"It won't be long, and you'll also make a breakthrough."

Once again leaving Nuoding academy, Tang San felt a little tired. After today returning with Grandmaster, still without a proper rest, he also fought some with Xiao Chen-Yu's group. Even though his Mysterious Heaven skill already entered the second tier, a tired feeling still appeared.

However, going to the smithy was still an important matter, at worst he would just start work from tomorrow again. What feared the most Tang San right now, was everyone not accepting him this little blacksmith.

Arriving at the smith, Tang San walked inside straight away. Entering, the heat blew in his face; any smithy was like that, of course, but at Tang San's home that shabby smithy the temperature was much lower than here.

Entering, was a wide hall, on the right side of the hall hung a variety of well forged iron tools, here were not only farming implements, but further all kinds of armor and weapons. After all, in this world spirit masters were only a small minority. And the price of the weapons naturally had to be much higher than farming tools.

Seeing these weapons, Tang San couldn't help but recall the work he did in his previous life. At that time, Tang sect manufactured mechanism type hidden weapons could be said to be Tang sect's pillar of income. Tang sect had a lot of rules, even though they traded mechanism type hidden weapons outside, they also only sold non-poisonous and some ordinary goods. Genuinely secret lore was impossible to take out. Even though it was like that, Tang Sect produced hidden weapons were still in short supply in Jianghu.

If he in this world also started a hidden weapon manufacturing mill, what kind of income could it bring?

"Little friend, whyever have you come here, for buying things call over your family's adults. Quickly get out, here is dangerous."

Right in the middle of Tang San's deep thoughts, a loud and clear voice interrupted his pondering.

Looking up at a bare chested burly fellow looking straight at him, swarthy skin over bulging lumps of muscle, looking extremely solid, in his hand holding a large sized forging hammer, his forehead completely covered by sweat.

"Uncle, greetings. I thought to come inquire whether or not here needs apprentices."

Tang San's young, clear and melodious voice, even though the smithy was extremely noisy with beating steel and iron, still was clearly heard by everyone.

The majority of smiths stopped work with hands raised, looking at Tang San revealing somewhat good intentioned smiles. Blacksmith could be considered the humblest vocation, all were people with impoverished backgrounds, relying on physical strength and craftsmanship to eat, although they appeared rough, the majority were extremely good and honest.

The big fellow who spoke before measured Tang San up and down a few times, and said:

"Little friend, don't go in for it. Quickly leave. Here isn't safe. Is your style of dress like a blacksmith's appearance? Moreover, our place also doesn't take in apprentices this small. You would probably be unable to raise the forging hammer. Ha-ha."

Tang San realized that he still wore his neat and tidy school uniform, yeah, how could he be regarded as a blacksmith wearing this.

"Excuse me, uncle, I'll be back in a moment."

Finished speaking, he turned and ran outside.

The smithy was very close to Nuoding academy, when Tang San once again returned, he had already changed into his original clothes, all over big patches covering small patches, this style of dress, even if eating hundreds of meals there was no need for make-up.

Entering, Tang San did not look for someone else, again looking for that previous uncle,

"Uncle, do you see that I like this can be regarded as an apprentice?"

The big fellow looked at Tang San all over wearing a hundred stitches, and was immediately stunned a moment,

"Little friend, you aren't making fun of me, right."

Tang San honestly said:

"Of course not. Uncle, it's like this. I'm a Nuoding academy working student, every day I have spare time in the afternoon, my father was a village blacksmith. From little I studied forging with father, and thought to come to you here to earn my meals."