Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2264

"Brother, where are the materials!" With the forging hammer in his hand, Mo Xian's expression instantly became serious, and he was quite like everyone else.

That special temperament was quite contagious, and made everyone around him quiet down.

For Mo Xian, forging itself is a solemn matter, and there is no room for carelessness.

"Ah, what... I know... I know..." The man came back to his senses and stuttered.

He quickly took out a large pile of materials from the ring, and piled them next to Mo Xian like a hill.

If you look at it casually, there are hundreds of materials, and everyone is dazzled.

Not all the materials needed to forge these eighth-rank spirit treasures are rare, but there are a few that are quite rare, and it is not easy to get them together.

"Tsk tsk, even the materials are defective, this time we're sure to win." The forging disciple glanced at the materials and almost laughed out loud.

He doesn't know all the materials are missing, but he has seen several materials that are not top grade.

Even with the same material, there are some subtle differences. Although the result is similar, it has a great impact on the forging efficiency.

So under normal circumstances, we must try our best to find good quality materials.

The elite disciple also blushed a little, he knew the situation of his material very well.

"Sorry, Junior Brother Mo Xian, with my ability, I can only find these."

"Hehe, it's okay!" Mo Xian waved his hand, he has always believed in that idea.

A good blacksmith is to use ordinary materials to create powerful spirit treasures.

If top-notch materials are used to create top-notch spirit treasures, it can only be regarded as inferior.

The ability to turn decay into magic is what he dreams of.

But the current him is probably still quite a distance from this level.

"Cut, I see that you will fail at that time, so how can you be so calm." The disciple of the forging hall sneered, and Mo Xian's self-confidence was completely eloquent in his eyes.

Forging relies on strength, not empty talk.

He couldn't wait to see Mo Xian's wonderful expression after his failure.

Soon, Mo Xian started, and scorching energy poured into the forging furnace.

"boom!"

In an instant, the flames in the forging furnace burst into flames, and the astonishing heat immediately made everyone subconsciously take several steps back, their faces full of astonishment.

They have no doubt that that kind of temperature can easily refine them.

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious runes on the forging furnace lit up, raising the heat to a new height in an instant.

"This kid is so lucky to have such a good forging furnace and forging hammer." The disciple of the Forging Pavilion looked at Mo Xian with envy. He naturally knew the importance of forging tools, which can greatly increase the chance of successful forging of.

However, he can also be sure that with those inferior materials, even if Mo Xian has exquisite forging tools, it is impossible for him to succeed.

In fact, Mo Xian had no obsession with forging tools.

For an excellent blacksmith, forging furnaces and forging hammers are actually a kind of bondage.

The most direct way is to truly abandon these things and rely entirely on spiritual knowledge and strength to control.

The feeling of being directly connected with the material makes it easier for the blacksmith to control his own material, and the success rate and the final product are naturally not the same.

But now he still needs the assistance of these forging tools.

As the temperature in the forging furnace continued to increase, Mo Xian's mood also became peaceful.

Not long after, his eyes froze, and with a touch of his palm, some of the materials turned into a torrent and were thrown into the forging furnace.

Most of the people present said that they didn't understand the mystery, but the expression of the disciple of the Forging Hall suddenly changed.

After reaching a certain level, it is certain that a blacksmith can forge multiple materials at one time, but it is unheard of for Mo Xian to forge so many materials at one time.

After all, the more forged, the easier it is to lose control and lead to failure.

But looking at Mo Xian's easy-going look, it seems that he has long been used to it.

He stared at Mo Xian, carefully feeling the changes in the materials.

But soon, he discovered that Mo Xian's forging method was somewhat contrary to common sense.

If it is forged in this way, many materials will exceed the limit and be scrapped.

"Hmph, it's just messing around. I'm afraid I know I won't succeed, so I broke the jar." The disciple of the Forging Pavilion sneered and muttered to himself for a while.

Sure enough, soon many materials cracked due to their own limitations.

After realizing it, the sneer on his face became even worse.

Of course he didn't know that Mo Xian's forging method was unusual in itself.

Many of these materials themselves are defective products. If they are not forged in this way, they will eventually have an image of the finished product.

It's okay if Mo Xian doesn't do it, but since he has done it, he must try his best to do it.

Other blacksmiths may only pursue success, and sometimes give up something.

But he is different, not only to be successful, but also to be perfect.

The result of this is that even if it is the same material and the same design drawing, there will be differences between what he forges and what others forge.

"Ding ding..."

Amidst the crisp sound of forging, Mo Xian swung the Tiangong Hammer impenetrably. Now that Luan Wu is using the Wind Splitting Hammer, it is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he can be called a master.

Naturally, everyone couldn't understand it, but the way of swinging the forging hammer against the wind to increase the speed still shocked them.

Regarding this, the disciple of the Forging Pavilion didn't take it seriously, he had heard about this kind of forging method.

Forging has developed for so many years, and many things have become a step-by-step, agreed-upon thing, which cannot be changed at all.

That is something that has been summed up through countless experiences, and it is not something that Mo Xian can break.

"Hmph, so many materials are useless, and they are still pretending." After a while, the disciples of the Forging Pavilion had a sneer on their faces, but contempt.

In his opinion, Mo Xian had already failed.

He really couldn't stand it anymore, and said with a sneer, "Junior Brother Mo Xian, you have already wasted so much material, why continue to waste it, these are other people's painstaking efforts, not for you to practice and waste."

"Don't you know that it is very impolite to interrupt a blacksmith?" Mo Xian looked at the disciple of the Forging Pavilion coldly, his gaze was as sharp as a blade.

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but the other party was like a fly, which really annoyed him.

The Forging Pavilion disciple was in shape for a while, and Mo Xian's eyes were so sharp that he felt a little fear in his heart.

He sneered, but didn't speak.

Soon, Mo Xian was once again immersed in the world of forging, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this time, his face was extremely clear against the firelight, and that serious posture filled him with an inexplicable charm.

"Strange, why didn't I realize that this guy is actually a bit handsome." Han Ling'er looked at Mo Xian at this moment, her face suddenly flushed slightly, that kind of shy reaction like a new love affair made her look quite seductive people.

It is said that men who are serious are the most handsome, and she probably feels this way at this moment.

"Bah bah, why do I feel this way, that guy is the ugliest in the world, how could he be handsome." After regaining her senses, Han Linger cursed herself in her heart, and walked away from Mo Xian with a twinkle in her eyes , looking around as if nothing had happened.

"It's strange, how could my little senior sister behave like this." However, many people paid attention to Han Ling'er, and her changes naturally made these people suspicious.

They had never seen Han Ling'er showing such a little woman's posture.

(End of this chapter)