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Master Lu waved his staff for a while, before he finally stopped breathing, and started shaking his white beard while panting.

Mu Tu hurried over to support the old man, afraid that he would fall down from exhaustion. After all, not everyone was as strong and experienced as their master.

Master Lu turned around, and pulled Mu Tu's hand as they walked towards the inner room of work department, "Good children, you have come to pick up the materials, right? Come, come, come with me to the inner room. "

"Ehh ~ Child, can you let me see your blade?" When the Master Lu suddenly drew the Twilight Knife in Mu Tu's hands, his craftsman instinct told him that this blade was not normal.

"Okay, grandfather," Mu Tu suddenly said quickly, and unknowingly called out his grandfather's name, after that his face flushed red, afraid that he would be mistaken for having a good relationship, and quickly passed the Twilight Knife in his hands to the old man.

"Good child, you can call me grandpa. I, Lu, will never be able to see you again in my life. This time, you can call me grandpa!" Master Lu's wrinkled face bloomed into a smile like a daisy. His long white beard trembled in happiness.

However, due to his obsession with craftsmanship, he quickly focused his mind on the Twilight Knife and lightly weighed it in his hand. Then, he used his middle finger to beat every single gold ring and even the holes on his blade.

Sometimes he flicked the blade, sometimes he fiddled with the lines on the handle, sometimes he tilted his face to look at the lines on the back of the blade, and sometimes he used his fingertips to gently stroke the quenching mark on the blade.

After a long while, the Master Lu finally recovered from the Twilight Knife's body. "The blade weighs seven kilograms, and the blade itself is one and a half kilograms. Judging from the pattern, it is likely that the blade was forged thousands of times through tempering, with snow and silver mixed in it.

The quenching technique was indeed a new craftsman technique. It did not seem to be water quenching, but a new substance.

Child, is this blade made from Ou Ye's agriculture? In my mind, only a master farmer would be able to modify the craftsmanship of a saber as he pleases.

This blade abandons the edge of a normal blade type weapon, and uses a unique vibration to make the blade itself invincible, to cut through metal like mud. "

"Yes, I am," Mu Tu didn't know what to say for a moment, as he scratched his head and gave a silly smile.

"Call me grandfather," Master Lu said as he handed the Twilight Knife back to Mu Tu and rubbed his head.

"Mn, Grandfather. This blade was given to me by my master. Mu Tu took the Twilight Knife and caressed it, with her back behind him, she took the opportunity to hold Wang Yuyan's hand, causing the shy girl's cheeks to instantly flush red.

His white eyebrows trembled, "That's about it, every product of a farmer master is exquisite, and the techniques he uses all rely on feeling, to follow the emotions he had during the forging process."

Wang Yuyan could tell that the old man was showing his love to Mu Tu in front of everyone, but he was not angry, and even took Mu Tu's arm in embarrassment, declaring his sovereignty.

"Master Lu, is there something special that you have asked me and Mu Lang to come here for?" Wang Yuyan had no choice but to open his mouth to come back to reality. We came with you for practical benefits!

Since he had already gotten acquainted with his relatives, the benefits couldn't be left out!

"Oh, oh, oh. Oh, that's right. Look at my memory. I'm getting on in age and always forget about things. work department has already prepared your supplies for you all. Director Dongfang is the one who greeted you all in person. "

As if suddenly enlightened, Master Lu slapped his head and shouted towards the door: "Little iron nail, stop reading. Where is the thing I asked you to pack up last night?"

"Old man, my name is Tie Cheng Zhen. What little nail? How unpleasant." Outside, the servant who was engrossed in reading Lu Ben's book unhappily shouted at Master Lu.

Then, he turned around and gently handed a blue package to Mu Tu, "Take it, there's a flammable and explosive item inside. Open it yourself and take a look, but I need some more."

"Little nails, don't you feel sorry for being in such a rush over something that wasn't made by you!" Master Lu was so angry that his white beard almost stood up from his walking stick.

"What are you being so stingy about? You already recognize me as your grandson, why aren't you strangling me?" Tie Cheng really didn't look good as he closed Lu Banshou, and pushed him back towards Master Lu.

"Eh, that's right. I forgot about that. Come, come, let's pick slowly. If there's not enough, we can go get more. These are all made by ourselves. They're not worth it." Master Lu walked over with a walking stick in hand. He rubbed Mu Tu's head and smiled.

Mu Tu gently opened the package and saw that there were a dozen or so Mareth inside, all wrapped up in silk. After that were the three pieces of inner armor. In terms of quality, the Qilin armor was slightly inferior to the Ink Qilin's, and the pair of Darksteel Twin Thorns were also inferior to the black dragon's black dragon cone.

Master Lu laughed in embarrassment, as if he himself was a little embarrassed. "Little iron nail, go and get those two fellows' things and trade for these."

"The Ink Qilin only has one piece of armor, and the black dragon cone are all single as well. Are you not going to give them all of them?" Tie Cheng Zhen seemed to be intentionally provoking the Master Lu, as he forcefully plucked some of its feathers.

Master Lu's beard almost stood up, "Go to my private room and bring the Heaven Silkworm Armor that I prepared to give to little princess Ying Ying as a celebration. Also, bring the poker for the fire in the innermost furnace."

His heart was bleeding. For the sake of little grandson's safety, and little grandson's wife's safety …