Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 50 Guiding the maze
"It must be that my grandfather failed in refining the weapon again."

Mo Ling was a little embarrassed, and looked at Lu Feng.

After all, her grandfather's condition was too embarrassing, it was all black and gray, and more importantly, there was a touch of white on the buttocks.

"How could it be? Obviously all the ratios have been adjusted, so why did this Canghai Knife explode."

The old man looked puzzled and ignored the embarrassment at the moment.

The identity of this old man is not simple, he is the president of the Inscription Pattern Guild of the Tianlin Kingdom, honored as Mo Lao.

He is not only a martial artist in the true martial arts realm, but also a distinguished third-rank inscription master. He belongs to No. 1 in the entire Tianlin Dynasty. Even the royal family has to be polite and equal when they meet Mo Lao.

The inscription pattern is divided into nine grades, but in fact, there has not been a ninth-grade inscription master in the entire Dongxuan area, and the ninth-grade inscription master only exists in legends.

In fact, even the eighth-rank inscription masters can be counted on two hands in the entire history of Dongxuan Domain, so the seventh-rank inscription masters are already considered the top.

And Lu Feng was a fourth-rank inscription master in his previous life, he can be called a master of inscriptions, and he may sprint against the monster of a seventh-rank inscription master.

However, as an old third-rank inscription master Mo, he was proud enough to be in a barbaric place like the Tianlin Dynasty where there were no strong people in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

"Grandpa, hurry up and change some clothes." Mo Ling said helplessly with a voice as sweet as a lark.

More than ten years ago, Mo Lao brought Mo Ling to the Tianlin Dynasty to settle down.

"No hurry, I have to think about the mistakes in the refining process."

Mo Lao waved his hand, he only had the inscription pattern in his eyes, and didn't pay attention to Lu Feng at all.

"I don't know if the senior can tell me the refining process."

Lu Feng said that in his previous life, he dabbled in formations, but he knew everything, and he also had enough authority in refining weapons.

Hearing this, Elder Mo raised his eyes and saw that it was only a young boy, and said impatiently: "Go, go, even the old man has no idea, how can you be proficient in inscription patterns, I don't have time to accompany you Play."

"Grandpa, don't look down on me. This young master knows that Ling'er has a special sense of rhythm after listening to me, and he also told me how to develop Tianyinmai."

Mo Ling smiled and said.

"Tianyinmai!"

Old Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Lu Feng solemnly for the first time.

He is well-informed, and of course he has heard of the extraordinary pulse of the Tianyin Meridian.

It is an untold secret of an extremely powerful and powerful force. If you want to know how to develop this extraordinary vein, you can only join that force.

How could this boy who looked like he was only in his teens know about Tianyinmai.

"Okay, let's see if it's right next time." At this moment, when Mo Lao was thinking, Lu Feng said.

Mo Lao finally nodded, and led Lu Feng into the bamboo house that had been blown apart. There were scattered materials all over the place, and many materials were extremely precious.

And with a fryer, most of these materials are already scrapped.

"The old man is refining the earth-level high-grade weapon Canghai knife, but he didn't think of the fryer. I don't know what you think."

Veteran Mo told Lu Feng one by one about the refining process. He didn't think Lu Feng could see anything, but just satisfied his granddaughter's request.

In this world, besides the inscription pattern, Elder Mo cared most about this granddaughter.

Lu Feng nodded, and saw a dark blue fragment with engraved inscription patterns, gushing with flames.

"Third grade inscription pattern, flame array."

With just a glance, Lu Feng recognized the engraved inscription pattern, which is a common inscription pattern, which can make the weapon have extremely terrifying power of fire.

Hearing this, Elder Mo glanced at it in surprise, he didn't expect a boy in his early twenties to know that it was a third-rank inscription pattern, and he still had two brushes.

"Then can you see which process of the old man's inscription pattern went wrong?"

"There was no mistake in the process, but the inscription pattern was used wrongly. This is the cause of the fryer."

After thinking for a while, Lu Feng answered.

"Hmph, as a third-grade inscription master, you dare to question the wrong inscription pattern." Hearing this, Elder Mo was obviously very angry.

Lu Feng was not angry at all, he knew that the inscription masters were all arrogant and would not allow others to question them, especially at this moment he was only a martial artist in the Tongmai state.

"It's very simple. The materials used to refine the Canghai Knife are all materials in the deep sea, while the Blazing Fire Formation is a fire-attributed formation. Under the cold and heat, these materials naturally cannot withstand the transformation of the two forces, so it is a failure. s reason."

Hearing this, Elder Mo was silent.

"It's ridiculous. This old man has been refining weapons all his life, but he is not as good as a little boy. He will make such low-level mistakes." Mo Lao was frustrated all of a sudden, and it was indeed as Lu Feng said that the wrong use of the inscription pattern was the result of the failure of refining this time. main reason.

In fact, it's not that Mo Lao is stupid, it's just that many inscription masters blindly want to increase the power of weapons, while ignoring these most essential problems.

"Senior's idea is not wrong, it's just that the materials for refining the Canghai Knife are too low-grade, so they can't bear it. If the senior engraves the inscription pattern of the thunder and lightning series on the Canghai Knife, because of the property of water to conduct electricity, this Canghai Knife will stronger."

"This..." Old Mo opened his mouth wide and was unable to speak for a long time. After a long time, his attitude immediately changed, and he said enthusiastically, "Ling'er, hurry up and make tea for this young master, using the pot of Jiuqu tea leaves from grandpa."

Lu Feng's words hit the nail on the head just now, making Elder Mo feel ashamed.

Mo Ling on the side was also shocked, she didn't expect Lu Feng to have such a high level of attainment in inscription patterns at such a young age, that he asked Mo Lao to bring out Jiuqu tea as a treat.

To know.

Jiuqu tea is extremely precious, one tael is worth millions of taels of silver, usually his grandfather would not be willing to drink it, but using this tea as a treat is enough to show his grandfather's enthusiasm at the moment.

"Little brother, I apologize for the previous incident."

Mo Lao wiped his face casually at this moment, and led Lu Feng to sit down, the wrinkles on his face twisted into a brilliant chrysanthemum with a smile.

Lu Feng was not polite and sat down directly.

"I don't know where the little brother came from, but he knows the inscription pattern so well at a young age."

In his mind, there must be a powerful master behind Lu Feng, otherwise it would be impossible to understand this way.

Lu Feng smiled and said: "I don't have a master, I just accidentally found an ancient book about the inscription pattern in a cave, so I know it so well."

"I don't know that ancient book, can I borrow the old man to read it, and I can pay the little brother."

Mo Lao's eyes were scorching hot. For a martial artist obsessed with inscription patterns, there is nothing more tempting than this.

Lu Feng said again: "I just glanced at that ancient book, and it was automatically destroyed, and the knowledge turned into a white light and poured into my mind."

Naturally, some secrets cannot be told to Mo Lao.

"That would be a pity."

Mr. Mo had heard of this method. It was carved in a certain carrier by the strong with powerful spiritual power. Once opened, it would be destroyed. Presumably the ones who left the ancient books were at least fifth-rank master-level inscription masters.

He wondered why he didn't have such good luck.

At this moment, Mo Ling came over with two cups of steaming Jiuqu tea, and the heat seemed to be transformed into Jiuqu Tianhe.

Lu Feng took a sip, this tea is really extraordinary, it can nourish his meridians.

During this process, Mo Lao kept asking Lu Feng about the inscription patterns.

With Lu Feng's previous inscription pattern master realm, he answered Elder Mo's question easily, making Elder Mo sigh that today is the arrival of a lucky star.

"Talking with the little brother cleared away the old man's confusion for many years. I don't know if the little brother is willing to refine a magic weapon with the old man. I can give you a generous reward."

Sensing Lu Feng's understanding of the inscription pattern, Mo Lao invited with a smile on his face.

"Just agree to my grandfather's request, otherwise he will have trouble sleeping and eating again these few days." Mo Ling said.

Lu Feng's heart moved slightly, as long as he helped Mr. Mo refine the magic weapon, he would be rewarded. This was his original intention of coming to the Inscription Pattern Guild.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Feng agreed.

Boss Mo was so excited that he quickly arranged to open the furnace to refine the next magic weapon.

The refining of the magic weapon lasted for five days, and finally a top-grade soft sword of the earth level was successfully refined under a purple brilliance.

As a reward, Mo Lao gave Lu Feng 100 million taels of silver.

Lu Feng was very satisfied with this. After all, he only talked about it during the refining process, and the coolies and materials were all made by Mo Lao.

But this kind of business doesn't happen every day after all. Mo Lao spent a lot of mental energy refining this soft sword, and he can't recover without a month's rest.

After bidding farewell to Mo Ling and Mo Lao, Lu Feng returned to the family.

"Master, someone sent an invitation a few days ago."

At this moment, Jiang Rui was waiting for him in the courtyard, and handed over a bronzing invitation to him.

Lu Feng opened it and looked, and found that it was given to him by Lin Tian, ​​the seventh prince of the royal family. The content in it was actually related to Su Xue, telling him that he would attend a banquet in Wangcheng Yayuan in half a month.

Thinking of the enmity between Lin Tian and him, Lu Feng knew that this would be an extremely interesting banquet, at least there was nothing good waiting for him.

"interesting."

A smile was drawn on the corner of Lu Feng's mouth, which rose slightly.

(End of this chapter)