Moe Niang Xing Ji

"Chen Mo? So that boy hiding behind the guard is the son of Lord Chang'an?"

"Hehe, the son of the No. 1 emperor of the dignified dynasty can't practice martial arts. I can't believe it's true."

"There is only one bodyguard who is not well-known. It seems that the son of Master Chang'an is not treated very well."

"I've heard that he is an abandoned child. It really is."

A bunch of cynicism and sarcasm came and went, and those warriors with ordinary backgrounds showed mocking expressions, insulting Mr. Chang'an's son to satisfy them.

Just as Tie Dao was about to get angry, Chen Mo patted him on the shoulder, signaling that he didn't need to bother with these nonsense.

"Go away yet, is the son of Mr. Chang'an someone you guys can judge?" Li Xiaxi shouted coldly, under the aura of Qi and blood at the peak of the eighth turn, it was like a huge wave hitting the face, and other warriors felt this powerful breath, and for a while They were all obedient, bowed their heads and dispersed, and did not dare to say another word, which was in stark contrast to Chen Mo.

This guy has a way of using both soft and hard.

Chen Mo raised his brows and asked politely, "I don't know what kind of wind it is that brought Duke Wei's son to Qinglong Town." The almost humiliated incident just now seemed to have never happened at all.

The Dazhong Dynasty has three lords and nine lords, and the status of Duke Wei is not low. He once conquered the barbarian country in the northern border for several years, killing millions of enemies, and shocked millions of barbarians. , it is said that Wei Guogong is most likely to be bestowed the title of "Jun" by the Holy One in the next "Conferment Ceremony".

From their conversation just now, it seems that Princess Wuyang also came.

Chen Mo, the owner of Wuyang County, doesn't have much impression, but since he has the title of 'Prince Lord', it must be the prince's background.

"Sister Qingwan's birthday is two days old, and I'm here to congratulate her." Li Xiaxi said with a smile. "By the way, I heard that the snow scene 'Jade Dragon Setting Sun' on Qinglong Mountain is one of the top ten scenic spots of the Dazhong Dynasty. Let's take a look."

The so-called Yulong setting sun means that the mountain is closed during the heavy snow season in mid-winter, and a scene of solitary light at dusk, like a snow-white jade dragon devouring the setting sun, was hailed by the literati and poets of the Dazhong Dynasty as a "ten unique scene".

The picture is beautiful, but it is not enough for so many warriors to appreciate.

Chen Mo curled his lips secretly, nodded and smiled: "Then you have to be prepared to be disappointed, I have been in Qinglong Town for so many years, no matter how you look at it, the jade dragon of Yulong Setting Sun doesn't have the feeling of 'White Dragon ascends to heaven, setting sun is like blood'. "

"Brother Chen Mo lives in this outstanding Qinglong Town, I am really envious, haha, unlike us people who cultivate qi and blood, who have to temper their muscles and bones all the time, it is really worse than death." Li Xiaxi pretended to be envious.

"You can be like me if you want."

Like you, will you become a sack waiting to die in the shadow of your family?Li Xiaxi thought disdainfully in his heart, and said earnestly: "When we step into the zodiac, we warriors can't let us relax. The star world is so big that it exceeds imagination. Could it be that Brother Chen Mo is willing to be trapped in the cage and not want to see a wider star field? ?"

"Brother Xiaxi said well, we warriors should step into the zodiac with all our heart, climb to the top of Niangshan, and achieve immortality." Qing Wan was a little excited by Li Xiaxi's words, and looked at Chen Mo with special pride.

Chen Mo admitted that what they said was very nice, but to achieve immortality and climb to the top of Niangshan?

Apart from star generals, ordinary warriors are really rare.

If it weren't for the Ziwei Star Emperor who practiced as a human star thousands of years ago until Ziwei Star finally ruled the star realm, I am afraid that no warrior would dare to have such great ambitions.

"Sister Qingwan's birthday, brother Chen Mo will also come, and princess Wuyang is also here. We young people should also get together at that time, brother Chen Mo will not refuse?" Li Xiaxi asked sincerely.

He was also invited to the banquet of the Qinglong Town family before. Chen Mo never attended to avoid boredom, but this time he was a little interested. Duke Wei and Princess Wuyang came to Qinglong Mountain not only to enjoy the snow, but perhaps to find out what. "Sister Qingwan probably won't welcome me." Chen Mo glanced at the girl.

"Master Chen Mo usually refuses to attend. If he is willing to condescend to come this time, Qing Wan will of course be flattered and very welcome." Qing Wan smiled.

After leaving Chen Mo, Li Xiaxi stared at the guard inexplicably. "The guard has only turned around eight blood levels. It's inconceivable why he resolved the pressure from you and me just now."

"I looked at Chen Mo just now, and I didn't feel the slightest movement of his body's energy and blood. It should be because he didn't cultivate." Li Xiaxi was still wondering about the fact that he didn't make a fool of Chen Mo just now.

"Since he is the bodyguard of the Chen family, there should be something special about him. We are careless." Qing Wan comforted.

Li Xiaxi thinks about it and only this reason makes sense.

"Brother Xiaxi, why did you invite Chen Mo to my banquet? This time, everyone in Qinglong Town is from the same generation. He is a waste to spoil the atmosphere." Qing Wan frowned.

"At the banquet, Lord Chang'an's son will be a clown for fun. Even today's eldest princess can't come across such a good thing." Li Xiaxi sneered a few times.

Qing Wan is not interested in making fun of Chen Mo, a useless person, to celebrate her birthday. After so many years, she is already tired of it. As long as this useless person stops working hard, she will be satisfied.

The fact that Chen Mo gave up exercising these days made her feel relieved for a while.

"Has this man really given up on exercising?"

Qing Wan thought of the calm look in Chen Mo's eyes standing behind the guards, and always felt that he had changed.

Chen Mo walked to the south of the town, Tie Dao closely followed behind him, his expressionless face alerted the surroundings, but this time he no longer stared at Chen Mo only, acting like a guard.

Chen Mo couldn't help smiling.

Not long after, he stopped in a shop.

The coldness of the midwinter in December is like a gangrene, and the thin running water often freezes into thick ice cones on the roof beams and tiled houses before it falls.The winter in Qinglong Town this year was snowy and cold, and many shops closed down early.

The shop in front of me exudes a strong scorching heat in this icy and snowy season.

Even from far away, one can feel a profound heat filling the lungs, full of suffocation.The ice and snow around the shop also melted into a river early.

Shi's sword casting shop.

The only weapon-making shop in Qinglong Town is responsible for forging, repairing and even upgrading the weapons of all warriors in Qinglong Town. Even a family as big as the Qing family in Qinglong Town has a close cooperative relationship.

The owner of the shop is not a great martial artist, but a casting master at the peak of junior level.

Chen Mo walked into the store, the inside was very spacious, and the walls were neatly hung with all kinds of weapons, such as swords, axes, halberds, guns, hammers, forks and sticks, etc., all kinds of weapons should be there.

These weapons were forged very delicately, and a wave of Xiao Sha rushed towards him.There are also many things such as materials and tools placed in the counter.

The guy at the counter was looking for customers, when he saw someone coming in to greet him, he was taken aback when he saw that it was Chen Mo.Everyone in Qinglong Town knows Chen Mo, Mr. Chang'an's good-for-nothing young master, the guy hides the contempt in his eyes very well. Although he also has the ability to turn his blood around, he also knows that this young master cannot be provoked.

"Master Chen Mo came to the store, what's the matter?"

"I'm looking for Uncle Shi." Chen Mo said.

"Master is helping people forge weapons in the back, I'm afraid I don't have time now." The man was embarrassed.

Forging weapons?

Chen Mo came to the sword casting shop this time because he wanted to see the process of casting swords. He should get familiar with it first. It was just right for him to forge swords. "I'll go find him myself."

"Master Chen Mo, Master doesn't like being disturbed..." Annoyance flashed in the guy's eyes, and he wanted to stop it.

An iron hand like a pair of pincers grabbed him.

Seeing the iron knife with fierce eyes and black face, the man shrank his shoulders and said in a low voice, "He will die if he goes."

Tie Dao looked at Chen Mo, and Chen Mo walked in without paying attention.

There is a space separated inside the store, the high temperature inside can almost melt the skin of a person, even warriors who have trained their blood to the muscles cannot get close.

As a foundry master, you must not only have a very high talent for controlling yin and yang flames, but you must also be proficient in casting weapons and be able to control various ore materials, and even have high requirements for your own cultivation. , maybe he died before the casting was successful.

Legend has it that some divine weapons even have to be forged at tens of millions of degrees of high temperature, and the spirit of heaven and earth must be injected into them. Shi Wu has cultivated his spirit and soul to be unparalleled, but in this way, their cultivation base is much weaker than ordinary warriors, which also leads to the lack of casting masters and alchemists.

Chen Mo took a deep breath to drive his blood energy, and slowly got used to the scorching heat.

A middle-aged man with bare arms was standing blankly in front of the furnace. The man was muscular. The sparks from the furnace splashed on his body and his skin was bleeding. The man couldn't feel any pain. A weapon was in a daze, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he had encountered a problem.

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Chapter 14 Genius Advice

"Didn't you say that I'm working, so you can't come in and disturb me?" The man said unhappily when he heard the footsteps, his voice was hoarse, with a sense of heaviness, which almost every foundry would have after casting weapons for a long time It feels like their souls and casting steel have been fused together.

"Uncle Shi." Chen Mo saluted respectfully.

"Chen Mo, are you a person who can't practice martial arts and come here to seek death?" Shi Cheng frowned even more tightly, his tone scolded, and suddenly he saw Chen Mo smiling, and he didn't have the slightest discomfort in his Sword Forging Hall.

"Are you okay?!" Shi Cheng said in a deep voice, he couldn't believe it, even though he was immersed in forging all year round, he also knew something about Chen Mo, the most famous man in Qinglong Town, and knew that he was an abandoned son abandoned by Chang'an Mansion.

"Why do you..." Shi Cheng snorted halfway through the question, it doesn't matter to him whether you are an abandoned son or not, young master.The man's eyes were fixed on the unforged weapon.

Chen Mo noticed that there were many discarded and failed weapons.

"If you want me to build weapons for you, please wait for a while. Shi has a lot of work recently." Shi Cheng didn't look at Chen Mo, and ordered him to evict him in a cold tone.

"Uncle Shi, I just want to see how you forge weapons, I want to learn." Chen Mo said bluntly.

"You young master also want to learn casting?" If it weren't for being refurbished by a weapon casting incident right now, Shi Cheng almost wanted to grin. .

Shi Cheng threw out a sentence without hesitation: "You can't become a foundry master."

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Chen Mo asked back.

"Try it?" Shi Cheng's face was expressionless, and his eyes clearly showed a kind of disdain. Does this young master think that the foundry master is just playing tricks?This is a more difficult path than a martial artist.Warriors who cannot cultivate qi and blood do try their best to qualify as junior foundry masters, but it is impossible to go higher.

Junior foundry masters are a good temptation for those who cannot cultivate with energy and blood.But for the son of Lord Chang'an of the Dazhong Dynasty?Shi Cheng thought from the bottom of his heart that it was impossible for Chen Mo to suffer.

"Young master Chen Mo, please leave. I have important work to do. If you hurt the young master during the casting process, Shi can't afford it." Shi Cheng was very impatient. The weapons he had cast in front of him had failed several times, which made him Very irritable, this young master still came to him and said big things, didn't he know himself.

Chen Mo's eyes sank, he strode forward, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

Shi Cheng became angry, and was about to yell, when suddenly his face turned pale with shock and he was speechless.I saw Chen Mo grabbing a piece of red-hot steel on the furnace, completely unafraid of the high temperature burning, and holding it in his hand, it was as if the iron bar had turned into twists and held in his hands to form various shapes.

"You!!!" Shi Cheng opened his mouth wide.

"Does Uncle Shi still think I will get hurt?" Chen Mo narrowed his eyes.

"Shi has blind eyes. I never thought that Master Chen Mo's cultivation is unfathomable. No one in the huge Qinglong Town can see it." The foundry master has a strong heart. Shi Cheng quickly calmed down and looked at the unassuming Chen Mo again. Instead of the previous disdain, he was a little surprised and puzzled.

"It's just that the process of forging a sword is nothing to watch, and it's Shi's fault for delaying Master Chen Mo's cultivation." Shi Cheng added lukewarmly.

Chen Mo knew that the foundry master had a superior status, even a junior foundry master might not pay much attention to warriors who had rank [-] qi and blood.

"Uncle Shi, I don't know what troubles you encountered during the casting process? Maybe I can help you." Chen Mo wanted to try his experience in casting scriptures, so he asked.

you help me?Shi Cheng sneered, this kid is too arrogant, does he think that warriors can intervene in the casting master's work?Disciples of the rich and powerful always have this kind of self-righteousness in their bones.

"I'm afraid the young master can't help me."

"Recently, I have been studying the foundry, so I want to give it a try."

"Oh, since Master Chen Mo insists on this, that's fine, but if Master Chen Mo finds it difficult, please leave the casting hall so as not to disturb Shi's work." Shi Cheng was already impatient and wanted to drive Chen Mo out.

"Okay." Chen Mo readily agreed.

"Shi has been casting a 'big knife' recently, but he always fails when forging. Does Master Chen Mo know the reason?" Shi Cheng gestured to the weapon in front of him.

"That's it?" Chen Mo looked at the pile of scrapped weapons in the corner, more than a dozen of them.He stepped forward to look at the one on the Shi Cheng forging platform. It had gradually formed under the high temperature, but stopped when it was finalized.

"This is the blue scale stone?" Chen Mo touched the weapon. Although the weapon is not formed, there are faint fish scales and fine lines, which are very regular. When you touch it carefully, your fingertips will feel cool.

It is recorded in the chapter on foundry ores that blue scale stone is thick and the fish scales distributed are very delicate. Founders like to use it to forge their own crafts.

Looking at the scrapped weapons in the corner, they were all made of green scale iron stone, and Chen Mo quickly understood where Shi Cheng had a difficult problem.

"Uncle Shi, did it fail because the cast weapon couldn't keep the scale pattern?" Chen Mo smiled slightly.

Shi Cheng's eyes sank, and he suppressed his surprise. This young master has great eyesight, and he didn't hide it: "That's right, if the weapons made of blue scale stone are forged again, the scales of the fish can be kept intact and delicate, and the scales of the fish will not be damaged. The pattern shows that the craftsmanship of the foundry master has reached the primary peak."

After a pause, Shi Cheng showed a trace of sarcasm: "Master Chen Mo, do you think I can help Shi Mou solve the problem?" This kind of thing depends on the casting master's own experience and casting skills, and only the experience accumulated over the years can know Know what method to use when making a blue scale stone, and when to pay attention to the appropriate force so as not to destroy the integrity of the fish scale.

The accumulation of this kind of experience has at least reached the level of an intermediate foundry master to be qualified to teach by precept and example.

It is impossible for a martial artist to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail in this respect, even if you have survived big and small thunder tribulations, this is why Shi Cheng is a little displeased with Chen Mo.

Why should he teach himself? !

ridiculous.

In fact, what mother left behind was her careful experience with junior foundries. As the green scale stone to test the foundry, Chen Mo still remembers it fresh.After thinking about it, Chen Mo said slowly: "I am indeed a layman with experience, but I know a technique of casting blue scale stone, which may help Uncle Shi."

"What technique?" Shi Cheng asked.

"Take a pool of clear water, pour running water into it to set sand... If it is a forged sword, the handle, blade, and blade surface exert different forces. One time is from the handle to the sharp edge from deep to shallow, from the blade to the back of the blade from thin It is thick. Every time it is forged three times, use a sledgehammer to dip it in the pool water, and then control the furnace fire..." Chen Mo said.

"Really?" Shi Cheng was unable to refute what Chen Mo said so logically.

"Try it and you'll know." Chen Mo laughed.

"Well, Shi is going to see if Young Master Chen is a real person today. If Shi can break through to the casting of the primary peak, then Master Chen Mo will send you whatever you want." As a teacher, the field of foundry masters has been tempered for thousands of years, and there are often some pointers that can benefit the foundry masters endlessly, saving years of time, and it is not an exaggeration to call them masters.

Soon, Shi Cheng was ready to pour into the pool of running water and sand, began to forge the big knife in the furnace, and then swung a hammer weighing [-] jin. Once the hammer touched the pool water, it struck towards the weapon. .

boom.

Sparks flew, scattered like stars.

The water dances and the clouds rise.

The crisp metal sound of forging is accompanied by the sound of running water.

Hit it three times in a row, and then dip it into the pool with a hammer.

After looking at it several times in a row, Shi Cheng's steel-like eyes gradually became more and more surprised.The big knife was slowly formed under the hammer, but the fish scales and fine lines on the knife were not smoothed by the violent beating, but distributed regularly like ripples.

Seeing that the situation was different from before, Shi Cheng was as excited as a child.

Chen Mo had no choice but to remind him to master his strength, which embarrassed the middle-aged man.

Seeing that the casting scriptures were right, Chen Mo felt relieved, sat aside and watched the process of the foundry master forging swords, and recorded every detail of his forging in his mind. Sometimes, careful observation is not a valuable experience.

About a few hours.