Chapter 203

Chen Mo was stunned by the acrid smell coming to his face.

How can I be hated for this special visit?

"Steward Ming, you are too rude to our guests." Jin Wuliang's face sank.

"Uncle Wuliang, what happened?" Chen Mo's state of mind is excellent. Naturally, he won't care about a few harsh words.

"Elder Qi, serve the best tea. I want to talk with brother Shi Jin slowly."

"OK." Qi Lao smiled and respectfully withdrew from the reception hall.

Everyone sat together. Old Qi quickly sent someone to serve the best shajian tea in the western regions. Jin Wuliang invited Chen Mo to the table and began to talk slowly.

During the chat, Chen Mo also understood the whole story roughly.

Originally, as with the martial arts of God, there was a major competition of "four sword wiping" every four years in cast sword villa. At that time, the four branches of cast sword villa would send a disciple to participate, and the winning branch would receive full resource support from the villa, while the last one would be met by the villa elders' meeting for poor management, and the helmsman of the rudder might be disqualified.

In the first three years of the four sword wiping contests, there was a small test of ox knife competition. The West Branch where Jin Wuliang was located was located because of the poor environment, and there were few young generations of founders. In the first three years of the small test, it was the bottom. According to the rules, if Jin Wuliang was still the last in the four sword wiping contests, then Jin Wuliang might be removed as the helmsman, and the helmsman of the West Branch of qiwan would be appointed by the casting sword villa to take over.

Casting sword villa has always wanted to send itself to replace Jin Wuliang's big weapon Wan, so in this big test, the fate of the West Branch is in jeopardy.

"The four sword sects are not only a division and alternation of the internal power of the villa, but also an opportunity to make the villa famous. The four sword sects and dozens of Jianghu sects will participate, and the west branch must not fail." Jin Wuliang shook his head and sighed.

Chen Mo nods.

If shenwuju is a major event of power transfer in the temple, the four sword wiping is a prosperous era in the Jianghu.

The sects in the Jianghu have always been feared by the imperial court, especially the caste sword villa, which was upgraded to Xingwu in the name of being the leader of the sect. If the temple and the Jianghu work together, Chang'an mansion is really under siege.

Chen Mo's mind turned, and Jin Wuliang rubbed his hands and said, "to be honest, brother, this time my brother wants to specially invite you to participate in this competition on behalf of our West Branch."

"Can I?"

"Yes, as long as you are a foundry who is not confused and have not joined other sects, you can." Jin Wuliang said.

Chen Mo thought for a moment.

Jin Wuliang was afraid that he would refuse, so he winked and asked Qi Lao to add: "the rewards of the four sword wiping competitions are rich. As long as Taoist friends help, daqiwan will give full support."

Chen Mo is also about to inquire about casting sword villa. It's good to enter the competition.

The two hit it off.

"Helmsman? Do you really want this boy to participate in the four sword wiping on behalf of the West Branch?" Manager Yun was surprised. He said bitterly to the other managers, "don't you stop it?"

The other four people looked at each other with suspicious expressions.

Naturally, if you want to take part in the most important competition in cast sword villa, you must at least show some ability to convince the public.

"You stewards seem to want to test Taoist friends. Taoist friends Shi Jin might as well let them have peace of mind." Old Qi laughed.

Jin Wuliang has seen Chen Mo's casting talent, and his ability to cast stars is naturally not comparable to that of other foundries, but he is also curious about the extent of Chen Mo's closed casting strength in the past six months.

"What can we do to convince the public?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

The stewards glanced at each other. Old Yun looked at the dozens of exquisite weapons hanging on the wall of the reception hall and threw his sleeves: "as a foundry, you need to have a superb understanding of weapons and be able to easily distinguish the materials of a weapon casting. Can you distinguish these weapons on the wall?"

"Guan Lao, are you forcing him too hard?"

"It takes decades of experience to distinguish weapons raw materials."

"Your grandson can't do it either."

Several people thought that Yun Lao's request was a little too much.

The old man was stubborn and refused to give in.

"I'll try." Chen Mo smiled.

Qi Lao took down a sabre from the wall. The blade was bright and had chrysanthemum veins. It was very beautiful. The blade was very sharp, blowing hair and breaking hair. This long sword named 'picking chrysanthemums' was forged by Jin Wuliang himself and is his masterpiece.

Chen Mo weighed the chrysanthemum picking sword and gently touched the body of the sword with his fingers to identify the material itself. Any raw stone will leave specific characteristics after repeated tempering, and there are quite a lot of introductions on the casting of sutras.

Chen Mo's mind easily penetrated the body of caiju sword, and the interior of the sword was like a huge space unfolding in his sea of knowledge, with all the structures at a glance.

"White chrysanthemum dolomite, with 20 liang of Huanxi sand, has been carved with a 'cloud light array' through 15 processes," Chen Mo said slowly.

Jin Wuliang opened his eyes wide and said in surprise, "you can even know how much you wash sand?"

The casting of any star weapon needs to be assisted by spiritual sand, but there are tens of millions of spiritual sand in the star world, which can produce thousands of changes when combined with any raw material. It is difficult for intermediate casters to distinguish the amount of spiritual sand from a weapon.

"I'm right?" Chen Modao.

"Exactly. The main material of this chrysanthemum picking sword is white chrysanthemum dolomite and twenty Liang Huanxi sand." Jin Wuliang said.

"Although the properties of Huanxi sand and white chrysanthemum dolomite are compatible, they are not the best casting materials. In my opinion, the 15 processes experienced by this chrysanthemum picking sword, on the contrary, it is best to use the complementary spirit sand." Chen Mo said slowly.

Jin Wuliang laughed: "that's right. I didn't understand it at that time. Later, I also felt that if the spirit sand was used, the chrysanthemum pattern of this sword would be deeper and the array could be stronger. It was a flawed work."

"So the helmsman put chrysanthemum picking in the reception hall for so many years?" Qi Lao said in surprise.

Jin Wuliang nodded and looked at Chen Mo with admiration. He didn't expect a teenager to see through it at a glance.

Everyone was slightly surprised.

Unconvinced, yunlao threw out a crutch. The crutch looked ordinary, like a withered vine wrapped around several vines. "Can you tell what this crutch is?"

This' Kuteng 'crutch is a masterpiece of old Yun. It was almost misleading for Jin Wuliang to distinguish. He doesn't believe that a teenager can see anything.

Chen Mo glanced at the crutch. "This crutch seems to be made of one material, but in fact it should be made of 'willow' and 'pear blossom wood'. The craftsman is very proficient. He also used the spirit sand 'curved wheel sand' of wood to make the two wood into an integral whole after 30 processes. I really admire it. It must be the masterpiece of master Yun."

Yun Lao opened his mouth in surprise. The boy was actually right.

"Cloud steward, you should be convinced this time, haha." Jin Wuliang laughed.

The old man is numb. "How did you know..."

"Well, I have better eyesight, so I can see some subtle differences." Chen Modao.

"It's impossible. Even if you have a 'subtle mind', you can't see the difference. You must be blind." Cloud steward is not convinced.

Chen Mo doesn't care.

"Cloud steward, you are too narrow-minded."

"It seems that this Taoist friend is really capable."

Several other managers also took out their own forged weapons for Chen Mo to distinguish. It was easy to be said clearly. In the West Branch, even some foundry disciples who have been in the industry for ten years can't be as handy as Chen Mo, and everyone has to be convinced.

"It's half a month since the fourth clan wiped the sword. In this half a month, brother Shi Jin might as well live in daqiwan. I'll tell brother Shi Jin about wiping the sword."

"OK."

Chen Mo also hasn't practiced casting for some time. Since he has great support, he doesn't need it in vain.

……

There is a huge volcano in Wuyang county. There is no grass in dozens of miles around. The hot air is rolling and the high temperature is hot. Ordinary monks are reluctant to set foot in it easily, but it is such a place, which is still heavily guarded.

On this day, a girl with black robes and silver armor and a face like cold frost walked towards the volcano. Behind her, a man was carefully following. The man was no other than the father of Princess Wuyang, Yang Wangting Fengliang, and one of the several princes with different surnames of the great Chong Dynasty.

When they came to the crater, the raging fire waves rushed into the sky and made people sweat, but the cold frost girl was indifferent.

"What's going on these days?"

"Tell your highness Huanwen that your highness Royal Highness Princess is doing well." Ting Fengliang replied respectfully.

"Long Princess..." the girl was Huan Wen, and she sneered, "your family is so loyal that they even call her long princess."

"Damn my subordinates." Ting Fengliang was terrified.

"Hum, Gu wants you to die. You've already died. But forget it, she's Gu's sister after all, so she should be called that." Huan Wen said, "open the array."

"Yes."

Ting Fengliang waved his fingers and used his unique skill 'xuanyang finger' to point out a total of 9981 fingers. A barrier in front of the crater suddenly disappeared silently.

Huan Wen jumped down from the crater without saying a word.

The girl's body is cold, her hands are around her chest, and her posture is arrogant. The fire waves are blowing on both sides. The temperature is getting higher and higher, falling for thousands of meters. The temperature seems to have reached an appalling high temperature, which is enough to melt steel.

Bang.

Huan Wen stepped on the rock, and the rolling magma around her was hundreds of thousands of degrees high. Even she had to protect her body with star power. The hot gas at the bottom of the volcano burned everything.

Huanwen took a few steps and walked along the rocks on the magma to a platform in the magma lake.

There are some tables, chairs and furniture chiseled out of stones on the platform, which are simple but also extremely warm. Huan Wen looked and sneered even more.

The sound of carving came from the front.

In front of her, a woman sitting on a double wheelchair more than ten meters away is chiseling a stone. The woman's head is gray, but her skin is transparent, and her blood vessels are blue. At the bottom of this high-temperature volcano, there is a biting chill around her several meters away.

"Keriyan, you're here."

The woman whispered softly.

"Keyan... You are the only one in the world who knows Gu's real name... Sister."

Huan Wen sneered, took out the cold night lock moon, and strode towards the woman.

Murderous gas freezes.