"There are very few weapons forged from ore materials in the underworld, firstly because of the scarcity of materials, and secondly, because there are very few people with ghost fire. The third is that there are fewer refiners who can forge spiritual weapons. Generally, the weapons used by our low-cultivation ghosts are funeral goods before death, or personal belongings on the body when they die. Only those who have a family or camp above the condensation realm can obtain the underworld weapon refined by the ore of the underworld.

Your Royal Highness the Princess, you are satisfied with the ghost fire and ore, and the forging skills can be practiced slowly, and you are equivalent to a living arsenal. This is the great fortune of our Netherworld. Zi Mo calmly gave everyone a popular science talk.

"With the princess here, why don't we worry about the Netherworld?" Ziling looked at Mo Ran with admiration.

"There's no need to make such a fuss, I just stumbled upon a material that can be refined. I have a ghost fire, and I think it's a pity not to refine it. So I taught Yun'er to try, but I didn't know if it could succeed, it wasn't a real refining weapon. ”

"Princess, everything is difficult at the beginning, you have to try first to know." Purple Smoke encouraged.

Yun'er wielded the hammer and forgot about himself, and as he spoke, he struck faster and faster. With each blow, a green flame splashed out. The blade of the knife was beaten by Yun'er as thin as a cicada's wings, and it was very flat.

As the saying goes, if you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers, you can't do it without intentionally planting willows and willows.

Time passed minute by minute, and an hour later—

"It's done!" The hammer in Yun'er's hand dissipated into the wind, and he bent over to gasp and shouted happily.

"Buzz!" A scimitar was born. The blade was extremely sharp, shining with cold light in the bleak moonlight, and the blade was still surrounded by a faint black gas.

Really? The faces of the crowd were full of incredulity.

All eyes were on the scimitar. This is a spiritual artifact! It is something that many ghosts have never seen in their long ghost life.

Yun'er just wanted to reach out to hold it, but unexpectedly, the scimitar swooped away.

It will also move! The underworld has a spirit.

Everyone ran after the "scimitar".

"Linlong, the refining weapon has been successful, have you recorded it?"

"Recorded it. The U disk automatically generates forging files. It is recommended that you program the system well. The forging material is: Lethe River Stone. The content of the forging record is: 16 minutes and 23 seconds of fire forging, and the ore begins to soften. After softening, it is hammered 1,287 times over medium heat to shape it for 2 hours and 5 minutes. The low-heat processing lasted 25 minutes and 31 seconds. The weapon was successfully refined. ”

"Okay, I'll work on the program when I'm free."

"Okay." Linlong replied.

"Yun'er, it seems that the weapon you forged is not convincing to you, how can you do it without some real skills."

"Hmph, you all see how I submit it."

As if he could understand Yun'er's words, the "scimitar" stopped in mid-air and pointed its blade at Yun'er.

Yun'er mobilized his ghost energy to absorb a handful of stones nearby, put a strange pattern under his feet, and ran after the scimitar after the pattern.

The "scimitar" sensed Yun'er's approach and automatically bounced away, and when it passed through the range of the pattern, Yun'er suddenly shouted: "Sleepy!" ”

At this moment, a transparent barrier appeared out of thin air above the pattern, covering the "scimitar" in the middle. The "scimitar" collides in the narrow barrier, but it can't get out.

Yun'er walked straight into the barrier, as if she had been pierced into a transparent soap bubble.

"Bondage!" Yun'er pinched a gesture in her left hand that she had never seen before, and whispered a mantra.

The "scimitar" in the enchantment seems to be frozen by the immobilization technique, and it does not move.

Yun'er took the "scimitar" and marked her own divine sense mark on the knife.

"Hmph, let's be honest now. The tiger is not powerful and I am a sick cat! Yun'er withdrew the spell, and the scimitar was tamed in her hand.

"My son is mighty! Yun'er, now that you have tamed this knife, why should you have a name? What are you going to name this knife? ”

"It's called, it's called Moyun, right? Yun'er and her mother created it together, and it is quite suitable to be called Moyun. ”

"No, it sounds like you're calling your mother my relative."

"What's that called, dark clouds? Made of black stone. "This doesn't seem to be as good as Moyun.

"How about calling it a full moon, you see it's quite similar to the bright moon in the sky." The full moon scimitar that Gu Tsai took is very powerful, I hope your knife can be so powerful.

"Well, okay, it's called the full moon according to what the mother said."

"Good! Now that the name has been chosen, let's try the power of the sword. ”

"Yes, yes, Yun Shizi hurry up and try the knife so that we can see and see!" Ziling stared at the scimitar in Yun'er's hand with bright eyes on the side.

"Zi Mo is willing to accompany Shizi to try the knife."

Zi Mo lowered his head and said respectfully. After hearing this, Ziling regretted on the side, why didn't I think of this method. Zixuan and Ziyan covered their mouths and chuckled.

"Okay, that's a good suggestion." Yun'er gladly accepted.

As soon as Yun'er finished speaking, he swung his knife and attacked Zi Mo, the momentum of the scimitar was extremely fierce, and Zi Mo instinctively pulled out his sword to block.

"Boom!" The clanging sound of swords intersecting.

Two seconds later, "Ding..."Zi Mo's saber was defeated in the battle with the scimitar, and the sword body was broken into two, and the sound was made from the upper part of the sword body falling to the ground. If it weren't for Zi Mo's reflexive tilt of her head, I was afraid that her head would have fallen to the ground at this time.

The scene was silent. Zi Mo's saber is also a treasure, she made meritorious contributions to the Netherworld Palace, and the Shadow King rewarded her exceptionally, which is her honor. This sword has been with her for more than 100 years. I didn't expect it to be just a trick with Yun Shizi's knife. The shock that this result brought to Zi Mo made her unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

"Zi Mo, your sword ......" I knew this result and didn't agree to try the knife like this, seeing that Zi Mo was very uncomfortable, that sword must have a different meaning to Zi Mo.

"Congratulations to Yun Shizi for refining the divine weapon." Zi Mo didn't seem to be able to hear Mo Ran's words at all. It was she who proposed to test the knife, and although the result was unexpected, it was uncomplaining. She didn't dare to look at the broken sword on the ground, for fear that a sad look would appear on her face and ruin the atmosphere.

"Zimo, don't be sad, I will definitely give you a better one."

"Princess Xie." Zi Mo squatted on the ground at this time and silently cleaned up his broken sword.

The other three girls walked up to her, silently patted her hands, patted her shoulders, and Loulou's back, silently comforting her.

"I'm fine, didn't you hear the princess say give me something better? I've been a blessing in disguise. What are you doing? Zi Mo choked up a little as he spoke, and ran away before he finished speaking.

"Listen, everyone, when I get to the Netherworld, I'll change a batch of weapons for everyone. Everyone has a share. Now let's set off for Qiaoshan City. ”

"Yes." Everyone packed up their mood and started a new round of rushing.

Mo Ran dragged Yuzhi again and began to rush to Qiao Shan City.