No, children don't play with this black knife, it's just a scrap.

"It's a pity that your materials here are not good, and you can't make any good knives. Mo Huasong shook his head helplessly.

"What? you dare to laugh at me for the bad materials here?" the blacksmith jumped up as if he had been stepped on by his tail. "Boy, let me tell you, I have the best knives in the whole street, even if people from other districts come to me to buy knives. ”

After speaking, the blacksmith looked at the small black knife made by Mo Huasong contemptuously, and sneered: "It's not me who brags, as soon as your knife touches my knife, your knife will break." ”

The blacksmith took out a snow-white kitchen knife from the knife box next to him, this blacksmith's operation is still good, the knife edge is sharp, and it should be able to sell for more than a hundred yuan.

"Do you really want to compete with my little black knife?" Mo Huasong looked at the blacksmith.

"Yes, as long as your little black knife continues, I won't charge you money for materials. Speaking of this, the blacksmith felt that his heart still hurt a little.

When this young man picked out the pile of materials just now, he took all the refined pig iron, which was the most expensive kind of materials.

Mo Huasong didn't speak, the small black knife in his hand shook, just now it was just a few centimeters long, and it suddenly became thirty centimeters.

As soon as the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand moved, the blacksmith felt that the sharp kitchen knife in his hand was broken in two.

"Ah, why did my kitchen knife break?" cried the blacksmith in surprise.

"Of course, although my little black knife is just an ordinary weapon, it is not comparable to a waste knife like yours. Mo Huasong's right hand waved towards the iron plate in front of him.

With a "whoosh", the fifty-centimeter-thick iron plate was actually cut in half by a small black knife.

Although Mo Huasong only used ordinary materials, his dignified refining grandmaster, even if it was a pile of scrap iron, he could refine an unusual weapon.

"Oh my mother, you, are you a sword?" the blacksmith's eyes lit up.

You must know that his fifty-centimeter-thick iron plate has been here for several years, and he has been using it to hammer iron tools, and it is so strong that the knife will only break when it touches it.

No, a fifty-centimeter-thick iron plate, even if it is a treasure knife, may not be able to be easily cut with one sword, this is a powerful treasure knife.

"Sell me this knife, young man. The blacksmith's eyes lit up, and now he looked at Mo Huasong as if he had seen a piece of fatty and delicious buckle meat.

"How much is this knife worth?" Mo Huasong asked with some surprise.

He could make money with a useless gadget he got here at random? This is something he never thought of.

"I, I'll give you 100,000, how about it?" said the blacksmith a little weakly, he didn't dare to look at Mo Huasong.

You must know that there are treasure knives sold in the Star Weapon Pavilion, and it is said that the lowest-level treasure knives cost one million.

Like Mo Huasong's small black knife, it looks very small, but it can be stretched by more than 20 centimeters at once, and it is extremely sharp, maybe more than a million.

The more the blacksmith thought about it, the more excited he became, as long as he could buy Mo Huasong's little black knife, he would make a fortune.

"100,000?" Mo Huasong was even more surprised, he didn't expect that this kind of knife could be sold for 100,000.

If it was in the cultivation realm, this kind of small black knife would be like scrap metal, and no one would take a second look.

The blacksmith thought that Mo Huasong was too little, and hurriedly said, "Young man, 200,000, how about it?"

Mo Huasong saw that the blacksmith suddenly added an extra 100,000 to himself, knowing that this kind of small black knife had a market. "Uncle, tell me the truth, how much can this little black knife be sold for? Otherwise, even if you give me a million, I won't sell it. ”

"Well, I'll be honest with you, your little black knife is estimated to be worth a million. "The blacksmith thought that Mo Huasong was a refiner in the martial arts world.

You must know that the refiner specializes in crafting weapons, which is very powerful. The weapons in the Star Weapon Pavilion are all refined by their refiners, and they can be sold for a lot of money.

As long as Mo Huasong goes to Xingqi Pavilion and other stores to ask, he can ask about the price.

"Alas, I only have 300,000 on hand, otherwise, I really want to spend 1 million on your treasure sword. The blacksmith sighed softly and told Mo Huasong all about the Star Weapon Pavilion.

Anyway, I can't buy Mo Huasong's little black knife, so it's better to have a good fate.

Mo Huasong was short of money, and this kind of little black knife was just a gesture for him. "Uncle, this way, you give me 300,000, and this little black knife will be given to you. ”

"Really?" the blacksmith thought he had misheard, and pinched his cheeks so hard that they were all swollen.

"I didn't lie to you. However, sometimes when I come to your little shop to build weapons, you have to make it easy for me. Mo Huasong advised: "Also, don't reveal my identity." ”

"Okay, okay, that's fine. The blacksmith was afraid that Mo Huasong would regret it, so he hurriedly ran to the house and took out a bank card. "Young man, no, master, here is the 300,000 I just proposed, thinking of going to the sales center to pay the down payment, now it's all for you, the password is XXXXXX." ”

Mo Huasong took the bank card and gave the little black knife to the blacksmith.

The blacksmith took a look at the small black knife and found that the small black knife had six sections, which were so thin that it was difficult for people to find that they were synthetic.

As long as he shook it slightly, he could make the six sections become one section at once, firmly connected together, and not loose.

"How?" the blacksmith studied the little black knife carefully, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't tell how it was made.

With a slight flick of him, the little black knife would be withdrawn, and with a flick of it, it would open and stretch again, and it would be very cleverly made.

There are two small words on the small black knife: "Batian".

"Is Deception, young man, your name?" asked the blacksmith.

Mo Huasong said: "If you shouldn't ask, you shouldn't ask." ”

This is Mo Huasong's habit, as long as it is something he builds, he will engrave the word "Batian" on it.

Mo Huasong took out some pig iron from the ground again, and made a second small black knife with a bang.

The blacksmith's eyes widened again, watching Mo Huasong refining the knife was like watching a wonderful performance, which made people feel refreshed, and in the end, there were only bursts of amazement.

It didn't take long for Mo Huasong to refine the second small black knife.

This time, Mo Huasong's refining technique was a little more proficient, so this little black knife was one or two percent better than the one just now.

At this time, it was dawn, and Mo Huasong threw down the blacksmith who was standing next to him and went back to school.

Back at school, the roommates went to class.

Mo Huasong took a shower, changed into a set of clean clothes, and the mobile phone rang.

Mo Huasong saw the caller ID on his mobile phone, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

"Sister He Lin, have you come to Zhanhai City?" Mo Huasong asked with a smile.

25-year-old He Lin is a righteous daughter of Wu Yuzhen who was previously taken in by the He family, and after Wu Yuzhen left the capital, she also took her to Longxi County.

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