Chapter 487 Rongbing, you are in me, I am in you

The noise from the outside world had disappeared in front of Li Mo at this moment.

When the iron materials were fused, he could hear the subtle sounds, he could see every vein in it, he could smell the smell of steel and fire, and he could know any texture in it.

It seemed that the various metals were no longer dead objects, but living beings.

That's right, after learning the techniques of Master Du, his Shenzhen Bailian has reached a higher level.

Know the spirit of a hundred weapons.

First maturity!

Ten forgings in one breath!

Twenty forgings in one breath!

Thirty forgings in one breath!

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Art silently operated, supporting his physique, allowing the number of forgings in Shenzhen Bailian to increase.

The hammer almost became an afterimage in his palm.

But the materials in his hands were not "Shenzhen" after all. Some were ordinary iron, and some were only slightly better than ordinary iron, but they were also born from ordinary iron.

It was too much of a stretch to bear such a high number of forgings, but...

"Bingtuozi!"

Li Mo knocked the iron embryo away with a hammer, and the red-hot metal hung in front of Bingtuozi.

The bone-chilling coldness of Taiyin enveloped it, and a large ripple was steaming in the void.

There were exclamations in the field.

Du Wufeng's eyes widened: "He actually quenched it in this way...? It can be like this, it can be like this..."

"Master Du, can you tell me in detail?"

"Quenching is a step to quickly cool the high-temperature weapon embryo to improve its quality."

"Usually, quenching uses special cold spring water or prepared oil, but his sword actually uses Fairy Han!"

To be precise, it is Fairy Han's Taiyin power...

Obviously, the quenching effect of Taiyin power is beyond imagination!

"Sister Bing, it's almost done."

Princess Xiao Jiang controlled the degree of quenching and spoke at the right time.

"Tempering!"

So when the power of Taiyin dissipated, Li Mo grabbed the iron blank and threw it into the fire again to heat it.

After heating, it was forged again with high intensity, twisted, stacked and mixed, then quenched and tempered.

The iron blank was heated and cooled again and again, and the light became brighter and brighter, and the pattern became more and more colorful.

"Good boy, you actually thought of this method!"

Du Wufeng clapped his hands heavily, almost knocking the table apart.

"..."

There are many skilled craftsmen among the contestants, but they are all in deep thought at this time.

They all learned hard and practiced hard, but they never thought that casting weapons could be like this.

Is this hard work worthless in front of talent?

Is he really a genius in casting weapons?

"This must be a good sword..."

Jiang Chulong said seriously, with expectation in his eyes.

"Is this sword for Chulong or for me?"

Ying Bing was thinking in his heart, but suddenly saw the lines gradually emerging on the sword, like the endless weeds, so he pursed his lips.

Obviously, it is not a replica of Yue Zhongyin, and it is not even related at all.

Yue Zhongyin sent a fluctuation that only the master of the weapon can feel.

Xiao Yue was a little confused:

"I already have it, why are you so concerned about a famous weapon?"

Ying Bing lowered his eyes and quenched the fire expressionlessly.

Not long after, a long sword covered with weed patterns, plain and unpretentious but with hidden sharpness was born. In order to fit the feel, Li Mo also used peach branches as the hilt.

This sword was extraordinary when it was first made.

Li Mo wiped the long sword clean and handed it to the eagerly awaited Princess Jiang.

[Congratulations to the host, successfully invested in 'Jiang Chulong', a famous weapon of top quality. ]

[You have an investment feedback to be received. 】

"Get familiar with it for a while, you will have to hand it in to the judges later."

"Yes!"

Princess Jiang's excited eyes could not be covered by sunglasses!

She could feel that there seemed to be something in her body that was echoing with the sword. As soon as she got the sword, she felt a blood connection.

This is a famous weapon made of remnant soldiers, ordinary iron, and materials that are regarded as garbage.

Trash can also shine again.....

Princess Jiang held the sword in a daze, and then reluctantly put it on the cloth and sent it to the judges later.

"......Is it really a famous weapon?"

Princess Yuyang stared at the sword for a moment.

She found that the prince was also staring at the sword, or more precisely, at Jiang Chulong who had just picked up the sword, revealing a trace of disbelief.

"Sword bone.... It's obviously in my hands... Impossible... Absolutely impossible..."

Princess Yuyang was puzzled: "Brother Crown Prince, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing."

Jiang Yu quickly put away his emotional fluctuations, but his face was slightly pale.

Among the many blacksmiths, Li Mo was the first to complete his work.

But before the host went up to interview him.

After taking some pills to regulate his breath and replenish his qi, Li Mo picked up the hammer again, his eyes brighter than last time.

Unlike other craftsmen.

He was going to make a second sword.

And...

"Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, maybe we can reach the bottleneck today."

Li Mo exhaled a hot breath.

He began to repeat the previous operation again, refining pure iron materials, constantly stacking and forging, quenching and tempering.

"Is he going to make another sword of the same kind?"

"What's the point? Isn't it a waste of effort? The final score will only take the one with the highest quality."

"Of course he wants to forge a weapon for Fairy Han!"

"What a pity. If he had used all his strength to forge one, I'm afraid the sword he forged would have a chance to reach the level of Master Du."

"No, the material of his weapon is obviously not enough. At most, he can only forge a dagger."

At this time, apart from the Tianjiao on the Hidden Dragon List, there were not many viewers who paid attention to other blacksmiths.

People who didn't understand saw this and thought that Li Mo was really generous. He actually forged swords for two people in one weapon forging meeting. He really made me cry.

The craftsmen shouted that it was a pity.

The weapon forging meeting was time-limited. In the same time, if you work hard to forge a sword, the quality must be higher.

What's the point of two identical swords?

Besides, the materials are insufficient, and the sword behind may not be as good as the one in front.

"Bingtuozi, share the beauty of the moon!"

Suddenly, when Li Mo stacked the sword blanks thousands of times, the Taiyin Divine Will behind him suddenly emerged.

Ying Bing was startled.

She didn't know what Li Mo was going to do.

But before the doubtful thought fell, Taiyin's soul was also released.

Sharing the beauty of the moon made the two people's minds instantly coincide.

At this moment, Li Mo understood the Yin in the Moon.

Ying Bing could see the spirituality that had not yet taken shape in the sword embryo, and...

His vague thoughts.

She looked at Li Mo in a daze. The figure holding a red forging hammer and surrounded by flames broke into her eyes, causing the coldness to ripple.

"I understand..."

"Law of heaven and earth!"

Li Mo's right arm suddenly became thick, making the star pestle look small.

The karmic fire on his body suddenly rose, as if to ignite the already burning falling star flame again.

Boom——

The sword embryo mixed with various iron materials was knocked out with a buzzing sound!

Sparks continued! Like a volcanic eruption!

Fifty forgings in one breath!

The swinging hammer was endless, getting redder and redder. This black weapon actually had a tendency to melt... to merge with the sword embryo.

The rules of the weapon casting conference only allowed the use of existing materials.

The blacksmith's hammer was also available.

But no one had ever thought of making the forging hammer become part of the weapon being cast.

Even Ying Bing had never thought of it.

He wanted to use the black weapon to cast a famous weapon.

He wanted to melt the Xingzi pestle that accompanied him day and night, and merge it with her sword in the heat.

You are in me, and I am in you.

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PS: Xiao Pujie has been very tired recently. The doctor said that I have too many brain cells dying. He recommended the use of Mambo's electric shock therapy. The aquatic tribes said it was good.

Xiao Pujie, am I going to southern Xinjiang? (Where are you going? Is Jiutian Shidi in China?)

Later, I thought, I let the audience recharge me, isn't it?

Xiao Pujie is really a genius, hehe.