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

In the projection of the Jiangshan Shejitu, the sword blade reflected a dazzling brilliance in the sun, and the fine lines on the sword body could be vaguely seen, like dragon scales.

"Is this a famous weapon?"

"In terms of quality, it is indeed a famous weapon, but many of the materials used to forge this sword are not even worthy of Xuanbing."

"This sword is not only sharp, but also has a perfect spirit and divine effect when held. The sword inherits the country's destiny."

"Although it is a famous weapon, it is only its starting point. It is like a newborn baby. After nurturing, its future is limitless!"

"It is also enough to be on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Ranking."

In various parts of the Imperial Capital, countless people looked at the sword in Jiang Yu's hand with different expressions.

"This sword is the work that I am most satisfied with after the Heavenly Sword."

Du Wufeng glanced at Li Mo, took a step forward, and returned to the judges' seat:

"I hope Your Highness can become the master of this sword, make it shine, and occupy a place on the Divine Weapon List."

"This sword has not yet been named?"

"I only forge swords, not decide its future path."

Jiang Yu gently stroked the long sword, as if touching the smooth dragon scales:

"In this case, this sword will be called Zunlong."

Buzz——

The sound of the sword humming sounded again, accompanied by a slight vibration.

Du Wufeng frowned slightly, but still said nothing.

"Master, you are not making a sample for the craftsmen. Many people may not be able to lift the forging hammer."

Xie Xuan smiled bitterly.

In the square, after seeing Du Wufeng forging the sword with their own eyes, many people shook their heads and packed up their things.

Before the competition started, many people had already withdrawn.

Because these people can't even see the gap between themselves and Du Wufeng.

This shows that they are far from the standard of this master craftsman.

If the Zunlong Sword is a top-level weapon, they can't even forge a weapon below Ding.

"The iron must be strong itself."

Du Wufeng shook his head and looked at Li Mo, who was particularly conspicuous in the square.

Among all the craftsmen, only he brought two girls as assistants, which made him look particularly unique.

This kid...

How much did he understand?

Li Mo's talent for hammering is the only one he has ever seen in his life.

But what he used just now was not only the Nine Tribulations of Shocking God, but also his method of casting souls. It seems to be very skillful, but in fact, there is no trace to be found, which is no less than comprehending a divine skill.

Du Wufeng looked down with burning eyes.

"I hope you can learn 30% to 50% of it, the heir of Tiangong..."

"...."

Also looking at Li Mo, there is a pair of double pupils, and Princess Yuyang beside the owner of the eyes.

"Brother Crown Prince, it is unprecedented that he can forge a famous weapon."

Yuyang raised her chin.

She still remembers the loss she suffered two days ago.

"When we go on stage to compete, that woman holding the sword he forged must not be cut off in a few strokes."

"I have given them a chance."

Jiang Yu nodded slightly, holding the long sword forged by the master craftsman, his brows stretched unconsciously.

That day, after meeting Ying Bing, he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Others can lose, but he can't, he can't afford to lose even once.

Now, he has finally found a sword that fits the sword bone.

"Xie Xuan, test the sword with me after the meeting."

"No."

Xie Xuan crossed his arms and dragged a lot.

"Oh? Fengyue Xiaozhu..."

"How could I, Xie Xuanjian, be trapped by beauty? It's just a beauty withered bones!"

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"That sword doesn't seem to be happy."

Jiang Chulong pinched the corner of her clothes, looked at the master craftsman's blood, and whispered.

"Does it not like its own name?"

Li Mo said subconsciously.

"Brother Li, can you hear it too?" Princess Jiang blinked behind her sunglasses, very surprised.

"Yes."

Li Mo smiled, in fact, what he heard was different from Chulong's.

"Is it the soul casting technique of Master Du?"

Ying Bing saw the door.

"You know me so well? Then you don't know that I plan to cast a replica of Yue Zhongyin for you?" Li Mo looked very surprised.

"I know."

Hearing this, Ying Bing's eyes flashed with joy, but her jade-like face remained expressionless, and she was wearing sunglasses, completely cold and cool.

Hu——

The fire of the sword furnace suddenly rose, and the blazing heat swept across the square, igniting the eyes of everyone present, as well as those looking at the Jiangshan Shejitu.

The atmosphere on the scene seemed to be ignited by the fire.

The host also introduced the rules of this round:

"The materials for this casting are the remnants of the sword tomb, and the quality of the materials is different. You have to select the remnants from them, recast them, and finally get the materials you need."

"Limited time oneHour, start!"

In front of the square, there is a mountain of weapons, shining with cold light. These should be the weapons on the outermost edge of the sword tomb, and most of them are made of ordinary materials.

Of course, there are some hidden gems among them, which requires eyesight to distinguish.

As soon as the voice fell, many craftsmen and their assistants rushed over, which fully demonstrated the importance of the previous link.

Without a good body, you really can't squeeze in...

"Look, the craftsmen rushed to find materials one after another, like wild dogs that have broken free from their reins!"

"But being fast is useless. It's better to be clever than to pick early. No one knows who will get those precious materials covered in dust."

"Wait, why doesn't the God Hammer Overlord move? ”

Since Xiao Li had been the center of attention in the last round and received an A-level evaluation, and he was also ranked fourth among the Qianlong, many people noticed that Li Mo, Bingtuozi, and Princess Jiang did not move at all.

“If you don’t move, do you still want the remaining soldiers to be fully automated?”

“The Little Overlord of the Divine Hammer is physically strong, and I thought he could also forge soldiers.”

“What did he bring Fairy Han and that little girl to do? Is the forging meeting a game of house?”

“Damn it, everyone is fighting for the remaining soldiers, and he has been holding Fairy Han’s hand, and he has never let go! "

The discussion at the scene was buzzing.

No one could deny that Fairy Han was the most pure and unparalleled person anyone could dream of. With such a beautiful woman by her side, everyone's attention would be on her.

I won't argue with you if you do this at the Kitchen God Conference. I'll treat you as dog food.

But this is a weapon casting conference!

If you don't plan to cast weapons, why bother to participate?

"Chu Long, which remnants of the army make the loudest noises?"

Li Mo asked, taking out the forging tools without paying attention to the many eyes.

"I heard several."

"Tell your sister Bing. "

So Princess Xiao Jiang leaned close to Ying Bing's ear and whispered something.

Ying Bing nodded, her eyes like ice mirrors, seeming to see through the entire Bingshan Mountain.

She put her bare hands together and pointed her sword.

There was a vibration at the bottom of Bingshan Mountain, and many weapons fell to the ground, as if something was about to break out of the mountain.

Swoosh——

A broken arc-shaped sword flew over the heads of other blacksmiths and stopped in front of Bingtuozi.

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