The questions at the Foundry Conference are simple.

Build a sword.

Shang Zhu is a master of sword casting, and for Xuan Shi, the most common weapon is also a sword, so to speak, there is no forger who can't cast a sword.

Forging a sword is simple, but forging it well is not easy.

The caster had two bamboo baskets on either side, one containing copper, tin, iron, and other materials for forging swords, the other containing clay, and a large vat filled with water.

The mud is the local yellow mud of the mountain in Junnan County, and the water is the water of the Jun River outside the city of Junnan.

From casting materials to earth to water, the materials assigned to each caster are the same, and it is up to the individual caster to choose and use the materials.

The time limit for casting is two hours.

"Master, many peerless swords have taken years to cast, is two hours enough?"

"You all said that it was a peerless sword, but most Xuan masters cast a magic sword for two hours, but it is enough."

Yu Xia nodded, quietly watching the movements of the casters.

At this moment the sixteen casters are all using water and mud, and then ...... Pinched up the mud.

A group of mystic masters pinched the mud with serious expressions, which was a bit interesting to look at.

"Don't laugh, this is called 'making a model', it is a mold made of clay to make a sword, and the shape of the sword is determined by this sword model." Chen Daoren explained on the side.

There was Chen Daoren's explanation on the side, and Yu Xia understood it.

There were many casters in the field who had already finished kneading the mud and sent the sword fan into the kiln to bake.

The texture of the sword fan baked in this way is similar to that of pottery, hard but fragile, but it is just right to be used as a sword fan.

Many swords bear the name of the sword or the name of the swordsmith when they are cast, because the pattern of yin and yang is already engraved in the sword model when the model is made.

After the model is made, it is the adjustment, which is the basic step to determine whether the sword is hard and sharp or not.

The others in the audience couldn't help but start talking.

"Who's on the boundary? He actually used Mucuna? ”

"Yes, it's really interesting to go to the grandson's house, and even put Mucuna gold in the casting basket, that person really dares to use it!"

"You don't know this, every time the casting conference is held, the Shangsun family will put Mucuna gold. Because there is a refined iron mine in Shangsun's house, in addition to refined iron, there are many mucuna gold! ”

"It's really going to make the most of it......"

Yu Xia listened to the discussion of these people and felt interesting.

Mucuna is a mutated form of gold, dark in color and very hard, which was melted into the sword by a great swordsmith in ancient times, giving the sword the property of freezing.

Swords containing Mucuna gold, while stabbing a person, will freeze the wound so that the wound does not see blood, and it can be used to hurt and save people.

When used to hurt people, it uses more vitality to allow cold to invade through the wound, thus freezing the enemy's flesh meridians, causing deeper and more difficult injuries to heal.

When it is used to save people, it can be used for blood coagulation and control the spread of toxins.

The Mucuna sword forged by the ancient great swordsmith has long been lost, and only one or two shadows of it can be glimpsed in ancient books. And Mucuna has also become a chicken rib that knows its preciousness but does not know how to use it.

Yu Xia can guess with certainty that the Shangsun family put the mucuna in the casting basket of the casting conference, just with the mentality of trying it out, maybe someone can really melt the mucuna gold?

The luck of the Shangsun family is good, such a person seems to be about to appear.

The caster standing on the word seat of the realm is one of the two five-grade Xuantai, called Hexuan, a stable person, obsessed with sword casting, good at using fire, and famous in the local area.

"It's not close to Junnan. This crane is prepared. ”

Yu Xia looked at the sixteen casters under his eyes, and the others all chose ordinary copper, tin, and fine iron, and the materials were similar, but the proportions were different. Only this crane xuan chose Mucuna that no one had ever chosen.

As long as he succeeded in forging Mucuna Rong into a magic sword in iron, whether it was sharp or not, and whether the formation patterns carved on the sword were exquisite or not, the Shangsun family would not easily miss such a forger with miraculous skills.

He Xuan's face was calm, and he picked out a piece of copper and fine iron, and put it into the crucible to refine, his movements were like flowing water, without the slightest pause, as if he had already done it thousands of times, and he was extremely skilled.

Such a well-thought-out appearance made the group of people watching the seats believe that he could really melt Mucuna gold.

Compared to him, everyone else was overshadowed.

There is another person, but it can be regarded as unsightly.

"Look at the second-grade Xuanshi in the word position, he just learned to cast, right?"

Sixteen casting furnaces are surrounded by sword casting pools, and the position of the seats is relatively high, so that you can avoid any obstruction and take the sixteen casting furnaces into your eyes. What kind of sword model the caster fired and what materials he chose were clear in the eyes of the Xuanshi, whose eyesight was far superior to ordinary people.

Cheng on the stop word is not late, and he has already burned out the sword fan.

Jian Fan is an extremely clumsy clay mold, with no other lines on it except for uneven pinch marks.

Then, Cheng Buchi began to pick and choose in the casting basket and began the process of dispensing.

There is no intention of trimming and decorating the sword model.

In addition to the beauty of the sword pattern, the more important thing is to give this sword a name.

The name of the sword was created with the sword when it was cast, and from then on, the name represented the sword, the character of the sword, and the characteristics of the sword.

Just like Yun Nianchu's shadow sword, "Jiao divides the shadow, and the goose forgets to return", this sword can be used to cut off invisible connections, which seems to be soft, but it is powerful.

A sword without a name is like a person without a soul. It can only be used as mortal iron, but it is difficult to become a magic weapon.

Not to engrave the name of the sword on the sword model is a mistake that no qualified forger can make.

But Cheng didn't do it too late.

Adjusting, smelting, casting, scraping and grinding at the back, sharpening the blade, after casting a sword, Cheng did not engrave its name until it was too late.

A mediocre sword, cast.

At the same time, the other forgers also finished the sword in their hands.

"After looking at it for so long, do you see any doorways?" Chen Daoren asked.

The disciples of the Shangsun family had already begun to put away the sword that the caster had finished casting, and presented it to Shangsun Fu, who was sitting at the top of the place, and beside Shangsun Fu, three middle-aged men were sitting. They are the guest ministers of the Shangsun family, and they are serving as judges today.

"A caster is like a drawing, every step must not be sloppy. It's like cultivating, you have to be firm in the 'Tao' in your heart. Yu Xia replied seriously.

Chen Daoren rolled his eyes, "Who asked you about your perception of the 'Dao', I mean, if you were to pick someone to cast for you, who would you choose?" ”

"Just him."

Yu Xia did not hesitate to stretch out his hand and point to the audience, pointing his finger at the word "stop", where stood the second-grade Xuanshi Cheng who was ridiculed by everyone.