Before leaving for Danyang Mountain, Teng Qing mountain changed into a set of ordinary clothes he had bought in Yicheng and hid the battle knife in a cloth bag. He then walked towards the village with the cloth bag on his back, just like he normally would when returning home.

  "Green Mountain is back!" The guards at the entrance of Teng Family Village smiled and greeted, and Teng Qing Shan also warmly greeted the villagers. After leaving the village for a day, nothing had changed in Teng Family Village. Everyone just thought that Teng Qing Shan had just returned from the mountain.

  After all, even in Tengjia Village, Teng Qing Shan usually practices shooting or Xingyiquan at home, and its hard for the villagers to see him.

  "Brother!" A pretty girl on the martial arts training ground exclaimed happily.

  "Qing Yu." Teng Qing Shan was extremely fond of this younger sister, and now thirteen-year-old Qing Yu had grown up to be very beautiful. A girl could get married at the age of fourteen. Right now, many people have come to propose, wanting to marry Teng Qing Yu. Not only were there people from outside the village, but also from within the village itself.

  After all, the Tian family has a history of over a thousand years. In history, there have been times when they faced danger and had to migrate with great difficulty for the sake of preserving their clan heritage. It is not unprecedented for cousins to marry each other.

  Now the Tan familys life has stabilized, and generally, as long as there are no blood relatives within three generations, they can get married.

  "Green rain, wheres Father?" Teng Qing Shan asked.

  "Its over at the weapon shop," Qing Yu said.

  "Go call Dad back." Teng Qing Shan instructed, "Ah, got it." Qing Yu immediately ran towards the weapons shop. And Teng Qing Shan took the cloth bag and walked home.

  *******

  In an instant, in the main hall of Teng Qings home.

  Teng Yongfan, Teng Qingshan and Teng Yunlong gathered here, and Teng Yongfan immediately locked the gate of the main house.

  "Qingshan, what did you exchange for that seven jin two liang purple light cold iron of yours?" Teng Yunlong was also somewhat excited.

  Teng Qing Shan was taken aback and glanced at his grandfather, while his father, Teng Yong Fan, chuckled and said: "Qing Shan, after you left for Yi City, I went to talk to your grandfather about this matter. Your grandfather was overjoyed that his grandson could engage in a battle with the Jiao Dragon. Haha, but hes not happy about your recklessness, young man! Fortunately, your grandfather agreed to help me forge this weapon for you."

  "Thank you, Grandpa," Teng Qing Shan said immediately.

  "Haha, Ive spent a lifetime as a blacksmith, and I can finally forge a divine sword. What a wonderful way to die!" Teng Yunlongs laughter was loud and clear.

  "Grandfather, look."

  Hong Qingshan said, uncovering two cloth bags beside him. One of them was filled with metal blocks with star-shaped patterns, and the other was full of dazzling gold bars that shone brightly, each one piercing to the eye.

  Teng Yunlong and Teng Yongfan both took a deep breath, their eyes wide with wonder.

  "This is 110 kilograms of Starlight Steel and sixty kilograms of gold!" Teng Qing Shan said.

  "Sixty kilograms of gold!" Teng Yunlong was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing and looked at Teng Yongfan beside him. "Yongfan, Ive never seen so much gold in my life! Sixty kilograms is equivalent to six hundred taels of gold! With this amount of gold, the Teng family will not have to worry about running out of silver for at least a hundred years!"

  A gold bar, some weighing a few taels, others as heavy as a catty.

  Such a large pile of gold bars is indeed dazzling and heart-stirring.

  "Seven catties and two taels of purple light cold iron, exchanged for so much star pattern steel and gold, its worth it!" Teng Yongfan also burst out laughing.

  "With Starlight Steel and Purple Frost Iron, forge a divine spear. I wouldnt even dare to dream of it!" Teng Yunlongs eyes lit up, "The best material for forging the spear shaft is Starlight Steel, and the best material for forging the spearhead is Purple Frost Iron. In this vast land of Nine States, there are probably only a few spears that can surpass this one."

  "Yongfan, I think we should take a good rest today and start early tomorrow!" said Tun Yunlong.

  "Alright, Master, everything for forging this weapon is ready, just waiting to light the furnace." Teng Yongfan also smiled.

  ……

  The next morning.

  The front and back doors of the large courtyard of the weapons shop were all closed, and there were only three people inside the weapons shop - Teng Yunlong, Teng Yongfan, and Teng Qingshan. Teng Yongfan was in charge, with his father-in-law Teng Yunlong assisting him. As for Teng Qingshan, he was just a handyman. Whatever task his father or father-in-law gave him, he would immediately go and do it.

  All sorts of trivial matters, Tong Qing Shan handled them very quickly.

  Before long, it was dark.

  Hong Qingshan was standing at the back door.

  "Qingshan, bring all these dishes in." Mother Yuan Lan came over with a bamboo basket and handed the bamboo basket filled with food to Teng Qingshan.

  "Uh-huh." Teng Qing Shan took over and smiled, "Mom, Dad and I wont be back today. You can just close the door and go to sleep early, no need to wait for us."

  "Your father and your uncle are really crazy. Theyre making a weapon, they dont even sleep." Yuan Lan shook her head helplessly, she only knew that her man and adoptive father were making a weapon for Teng Qing Shan. But she didnt know... the value of Teng Qing Shans this weapon was astonishing.

  "Mother, Father did it all for me too. Alright, Im going in now." Teng Qing Shan smiled and said to his mother before entering the weapons shop and closing the door again.

  "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

  One after another, rhythmic iron hammering sounds rose up.

  Teng Qing Shan looked from afar at the weapon-making shop, his father wielding a hammer. Normally, making weapons was quick, but Teng Qing Shans weapon was different. The difficulty wasnt in forging the gun barrel. The hardest part was... the gun head! After all, when it came to materials, this star-patterned steel would soften more easily at high temperatures.

  The difficulty of forging Wan Nian Han Tie is much greater.

  This ten-thousand-year-old cold iron is indestructible, even at extremely high temperatures, it does not deform or melt. Its extremely difficult to forge this ten-thousand-year-old cold iron, even in Yicheng, its hard to find a single armorer who can do it.

  However, Tengs family has been immersed in the art of weapon-making for over a thousand years and has unique experiences. Although they may not be well-known, their craftsmanship is indeed very high. Teng Yongfan and Teng Yunlong dared to make this gun because they were confident in their abilities. Teng Qingshan only saw his grandfather, Teng Yunlong, often sprinkling some powder onto the Wan Nian Han Tie.

  Hehe~~

  Each time it is scattered, extremely high temperatures are generated, causing a slight softening of the Wàn Nián Hán Tiě.

  "Its not easy to become a good armorer either." Teng Qing Shan did it for his father and grandfather, but they didnt understand.

  The dark night is over, and dawn has arrived.

  Teng Yongfan and Teng Yunlong did not rest for a moment, their energy was completely focused on the weapons.

  Another day has passed.

  The sky grew darker.

  "Haha...... its done." Teng Yongfan walked out of the armory with a long spear, laughing loudly. His grandfather, Teng Yunlong, looked tired but had excitement in his eyes as he followed him into the courtyard.

  "Qingshan, take a look, this divine gun was forged by me and your grandfather." Teng Yongfan handed the gun to Teng Qingshan with a confident expression.

  Hong Qingshan couldnt help but feel a little excited in his heart, taking over this long gun. The gun handle felt cool to the touch, calming his mind. This long guns handle was entirely silver-gray, while the gun head was black, paired with a red tassel. At first glance, it looked very ordinary. The gun head was just like that of an ordinary iron spear, with a high ridge and thin blade, and a sharp point, with blood grooves on its back.

  The gun barrel was black but very shiny and could reflect the bright light of the fire in the arsenal.

  "Green Mountain, this gun is made from nearly 100 catties of star-patterned steel and 8 taels and 3 mace of thousand-year-old cold iron. The total weight of the gun is 108 catties! The length of the gun is nine feet six inches!" Teng Yunlong laughed loudly, "This purple light cold iron is really difficult to refine. Just forging this one gun took almost eighteen hours."

  After eighteen periods of time, this divine spear was finally refined.

  "Huh, Dad, Grandpa, why is this gun stock silver-gray and cant see the stars?" Teng Qing Shan was somewhat puzzled.

  The star-patterned steel itself is a bright silver color, rather than this dull silvery gray.

  "This is just a small trick." Teng Yongfan laughed, "Cant let people recognize at a glance that this long gun is made of star-patterned steel?"

  "Hmm." Teng Qing Shan nodded repeatedly.

  Otherwise, wandering around in this world, the star-patterned steel gun handle will likely attract envy from others. Its better to keep a low profile. The purple glow of the Zi Guang Han Tie gun head can only be seen faintly in extremely dark conditions. Therefore, ordinary people generally cannot discover that this gun head is made of Wan Nian Han Tie.

  "The material of this long spear was obtained by Qing Shan when he entered the Bi Han Pool, and it took nine deaths to get it. Teng Yunlong sighed, "With the help of my Teng familys thousand-year-old iron-forging craftsmanship, this divine soldier was born."

  "This is the first divine soldier of our Teng family in a thousand years!" Teng Yunlong was somewhat excited, and then looked at Teng Qingshan, "Qingshan, what do you plan to name this divine gun?"