Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

"Why do you want to make swords for them?"

Facing Du Wufeng's old face that looked like a blooming chrysanthemum, Li Mo was confused.

Master Du had just agreed to Jiang Yu's request, and it seemed that he agreed reluctantly. Why did he change his face like Sichuan opera after seeing Bingtuozi and Xiao Jiang?

It must be said that the old man changed his face really quickly, and he almost didn't react.

After the question fell, Du Wufeng lowered his eyelids and was silent for a while, as if he had a complex emotion in his heart and didn't know how to express it.

"A craftsman can only determine the starting point of a weapon, but the person who controls the weapon can determine the height of the weapon."

"The sword left by the Tianshan Patriarch is just a wooden sword, but it can carry a sword path that even divine weapons cannot reach. This is the truth."

"No matter how powerful a divine weapon is, if it falls into the hands of a villain, it will gradually lose its spirituality."

"Everyone thinks that the Tianren Divine Sword was made by me, but it is not true. What I forged back then was just a famous weapon. It was Su Jun who really made it a divine sword."

"I recast it again and again according to her sword path, and then the divine sword was born."

Li Mo roughly understood Du Wufeng's thoughts.

This old man helped the two of them to forge weapons, and he could also borrow the sword path of Bingtuozi and Xiao Jiang to recast the weapons.

In this process, Du Wufeng's forging skills also had the opportunity to go further.

Of course, this also depends on how far Ying Bing and Jiang Chulong go in the end.

"I also want a weapon made by Master Du."

Zhong Zhenyue crossed his arms and sighed with envy. This meant that in the future, there would definitely be a weapon that would suit his martial arts and life.

There is nothing better than a weapon made by a master according to your martial arts.

But Miss Ying and Miss Xiao Jiang didn't seem to be interested....

"I want it too, but my master said that I'll only play with wooden swords in my life."

Xie Xuan curled his lips.

"What do you two girls think?" Du Wufeng asked again hopefully.

He has been stuck on the path of weapon forging for a long time.

If he could forge two more magic weapons by himself, he might have a chance to challenge the legendary Tiangong, the pinnacle of the craftsman who could undertake the casting of Tianyun Daoqi.

This is a mutually beneficial thing.

Li Mo said nothing and let Bingtuozi and Xiao Jiang decide for themselves.

After all, his weapon-casting skills still need to be improved to produce famous weapons, which is not worthy of their swordsmanship talent.

Ying Bing nodded, indicating that he understood: "Then I will use the ones he casts himself."

"I also want Brother Li's."

Jiang Chulong didn't understand, but she just wanted it.

Du Wufeng: "..."

The old man almost couldn't catch his breath.

So he was so earnest and his mouth was dry, but it had the opposite effect?

The atmosphere at the scene was a little weird for a while, and the craftsmen passing by felt that they were not awake.

It is not easy to invite the master craftsmen to cast weapons. They are old, and they are all aiming for the final work. It may mean that the position on the list of divine weapons will be changed again.

Now they are begging for help, but there is no chance.

"It's not that we look down on him. When I was forging iron, Li Shaoxia's grandfather was still wearing open-crotch pants."

"You want to improve his weapon-making skills? That's easy! I'll teach him!"

Old man Du really tried his best.

"Xiao Huo, call me Senior Brother!"

"Huo?"

Huo Bingzi's mouth twitched. Don't be fooled by his appearance of being a middle-aged man, that's because people who practice martial arts have strong blood.

In fact, he is also a grandfather.

"Master... Senior Brother."

"???"

Xie Xuan scratched his head: "I... this... how can I and Brother Li talk about this?"

Zhong Zhenyue's eyes flashed with wisdom: "You have to call him Master Uncle and call me Uncle."

"Go to hell, it's none of your business."

"It's my honor to be guided by the master craftsman, but..."

Li Mo hesitated, after all, he didn't follow the traditional way of casting weapons.

"But what but? Don't be so hesitant, man."

"The boy's weapon-casting technique is a little unusual."

"Hey, that's interesting. There is nothing in the world of weapon-casting that I don't understand."

Du Wufeng revealed a dumb smile.

Young people are young people. They think they are different just because they have some strange ideas.

It seems that everyone has never been young!

So, Du Wufeng waved his hand and led the way out of the lobby.

He took a deep breath from the pipe, exhaled a hot breath, and lit the extinguished furnace.

"This fire seems unusual."

Li Mo's eyes moved slightly.

"Many craftsmen have their own fire. This is the Fallen Star Flame that I have collected with great difficulty. Open your eyes,Boy. "

"Falling Star Flame?"

Little Li's DNA almost rioted. Why does this name sound familiar?

If so, can his karmic fire be used to forge weapons?

Well, it seems that it is not possible at present. To reach the level of refining weapons, at least the inner and outer worlds must be connected, and the scene in the heart must be reflected, so that the karmic fire can be heated enough.

"Come on, let me see how extraordinary you are."

At this time, the voice of Master Du came again.

Li Mo nodded, took off the Chunyang long gown, and handed it to Bingtuozi.

A strong and slender body, exposed under the fire, like a red-hot famous weapon.

"Huh? This kid..."

Du Wufeng, Huo Bingzi and other craftsmen couldn't help but brighten their eyes.

Experts can see the doorway. They can see that this kid not only has a physique that is beyond the pinnacle of his age, but even the method of horizontal training is related to weapons.

"His way should be to treat himself as a weapon. He dares to take this path. He is a ruthless person."

Huo Bingzi was amazed.

Xie Xuan began to score Li Mo's figure in his mind.

In a normal competition, this is probably the top few in the physical display segment, right?

But no one knows whether the competition can be normal, because there are always craftsmen who go astray and try every means to take banned drugs.

"Master, what do you think of him..."

Xie Xuan was about to ask Du Wufeng, but found that this master craftsman was staring at Li Mo in a trance.

To be precise.

He was looking at the hammer in Li Mo's hand.

"Master, what are you doing? "

"It is it... No, it doesn't seem to be... It should be a divine weapon."

Du Wufeng suddenly lost his mind and muttered to himself:

"But this hammer is exactly the same as the meteorite held by Tiangong. Even the imitations can't achieve the charm carved out of the same mold..."

At this moment.

The fire in the furnace became more and more violent, and a large tripod fell to the ground with a bang.

Du Wufeng was stunned again.

This weapon-casting tripod is not worse than his. Who is this kid?

This is not over yet.

And the anvil, it clearly exudes the same breath as his meteorite flame!

Now is not the time to ask, but Du Wufeng is indeed curious.

What kind of weapon will this kid cast with these tools that even the divine craftsmen can't get together?

At this time, Xiao Li looked solemn:

"Heat the pan and heat the oil!"

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