Chapter 1127

"Hum, it's not so easy to understand the six methods of casting sword and forging bone. Even if you understand them, it's not so easy to use them freely. Back then, it took me three years to figure out these twelve techniques. In this way, I was regarded by my grandfather as a rare sword casting genius of the Nie family.

It's just one night. Even if I am in the dark, it's impossible to be cast into blood gall sword shape and forged into blood gall sword bone. Tomorrow afternoon is the time for him to roll out of the sword casting hall. " Nie Fangsheng said confidently.

"Well, then I'll see how mu Hanyan lost face and how he was driven out of the sword casting hall." Listen to Nie Fangsheng say so, Qiu Zizhong no longer worry, burst out laughing.

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As mu Hanyan's sword casting techniques came out one after another, the refined iron gradually took on the shape of a long sword. After all, it was only a uniform sword in the army, and it didn't need to add meteorite gold, so it was much easier to cast.

However, looking at the gradually formed sword, there was no previous expectation in the eyes of Hua Yue and Tan Yu, and they all became strange.

It has to be said that mu Hanyan's twelve ways of casting swords are exquisite and full of aesthetic feeling. In the eyes of those who don't know how to cast swords, they are probably better than Nie Fangsheng. However, the long sword made by casting is totally different.

Take the crooked fine iron in front of you. Is it really a sword? Is it the legendary snake sword?

When! With the last drop of Mu Hanyan's hammer, the twelve forms of casting and forging bones have been used several times, but the sword in front of him is still crooked. Even mu Hanyan can't see it.

Mu Hanyan knows that it's no wonder that it's hard to find a sword for the mainland master of the holy court. It's not so easy to become an excellent sword casting master. This sword casting skill is not so easy to learn.

Even if you have already memorized these twelve sword casting techniques well, you have practiced them hundreds of times in your mind, but you still can't cast sword shape and forge sword bone without enough time to practice.

Although she had already had the experience of casting swords, and even could seal her accomplishments in the sword with the help of Shenwu's spirit, what she used at that time was the best long sword that had been forged with a lot of practice, which was completely different from this kind of sword made from refined iron and rough embryo.

It can be said that at least in forging and bone forging, her previous experience is useless.

"Don't be discouraged, adults. They all say that failure is success. If you practice a few more times, you should be able to make it." Jiang Yuzhe comforted and said.

Unfortunately, such comfort, let alone others do not believe, even mu Hanyan himself is difficult to believe.

Looking at the scrap iron in front of her, it's estimated that even if she practiced for another 100 or 200 times, she would never have a chance to succeed.

The skill of casting sword does not depend on the technique alone. Different furnace temperature, different material, different requirements for the use of technique, the control of strength, and even the timing of drop hammer, all have completely different requirements. Only by tens of thousands of times of repeated tempering, can we grasp the essentials.

"Well, brother Jiang is right. According to this progress, brother Hanyan will teach Nie heilian a hard lesson tomorrow afternoon." Ling Baobao picked up the snake shaped scrap iron and said happily.

"Well, don't comfort me. In this way, I'm more likely to be expelled from the sword casting hall." Mu Hanyan doesn't want to grow other people's ambition and destroy his prestige, but he doesn't want to deceive himself.

"I'm not comforting you. I'm serious. Your technique has been refined. The only difference is the heat. As long as you master the heat, there will be no problem at all." Ling Baobao said.

"I know what you said, but how can you master the heat so easily?" Mu Hanyan said with a bitter smile.

Everyone can say the truth, but if we really want to do it, it may not be so easy.

"It's not so easy for others to master the heat, but if I help you, it's as easy as a palm." Ling Baobao said with a clear mind, and slowly stretched out his hand.

A white light slowly appeared in his finger dust, swaying like a flame.

"This is..." Looking at his fingertips, mu Hanyan and others were all shocked.

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The next day, just after the afternoon, the dozens of disciples came to the sword casting hall.

However, when they arrived, nearly one of the college's students came first. The students who were qualified to observe and study from the angle of view had already been rushed out of the door. However, the lower level students who were originally guarding the window and looking in from afar were not qualified to watch.

What happened in the sword casting hall yesterday spread all over Longyan college overnight, just like the box had wings. Everyone can guess that Nie Fangsheng deliberately wanted to make it difficult for mu Hanyan. However, the news that mu Hanyan's previous rectification had made Qiu Yongcheng's cultivation completely useless also spread all over the college, so all the tutors were pitiful, and no one stood up to do justice for mu Hanyan.

Then again, mu Hanyan's master Gong Hongru is one of the three experts in the college. Even he didn't say much. Why do other people have to bite a mouse and meddle in their business.

The tutors didn't care. Naturally, the disciples were happy to watch. They didn't care what was right or wrong. They were just curious about Mu Hanyan.On the first day of admission, she passed the trial in the animal soul hall, and one of her tutors' accomplishments was ruined. On the second day, she was made so difficult by Nie Fangsheng, the first master of sword casting in the college. I don't know if she can create a miracle again and give everyone a surprise.

"Why haven't you come yet? Mu Hanyan won't be afraid to lose face. He doesn't dare to come. " Waiting for a long time, someone said impatiently.

"I don't think so. Mu Hanyan has passed the trial of the animal soul hall. Now it's the time when the limelight is flourishing. It's too shameful to shrink back like this?"

"If you lose face like this, don't you lose face if you are driven out of the sword casting hall by Lord Nie? You think that sword casting is so easy to learn. Master NIE is the first master of sword casting in Longyan University. It is said that it took three years to learn the skill of casting bones. Mu Hanyan heard master Nie teach it once yesterday, and then realized overnight that how could it be possible to cast blood gall sword shape and forge blood gall sword bone? " Some people said otherwise.

"That's true. If it's me, it's better to stay away from the limelight and keep some face so that people won't see jokes." The man nodded and said deeply.

"Well, he's smart. He knows how to retreat. Unfortunately, he's plotting to frame my third uncle. He's already made a lot of anger. He can avoid this time. Can he avoid the next time? Unless he only practices Kendo with master Gong and doesn't have to learn anything else, I don't know how long she can hide?" Looking at the time getting closer and closer, mu Hanyan still didn't show up. Qiu Zizhong thought that she was going to retreat and said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry to tell you I'm going to hide. I always let you down." The sound of Mu Hanyan just sounded at this time.

The sword casting hall, which was still noisy just now, suddenly recovered its silence. Everyone was surprised to see mu Hanyan.

If he really dares to come, is he really not afraid of shame? The rumor is right. It's really brave to bathe in cold smoke.

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