Back at the inn and closing the door, Mo Lin relaxed and slumped on the bed.

The duel had consumed too much of his physical strength, and the pain in his joints came out of the depths of his body and raged wildly. Mo Lin insisted on returning to the inn before falling, and he was already persisting with his mental strength.

"I wasn't hacked to death by the sword qi, I guess I was going to be hurt to death by the joints of these bastards." Mo Lin grinned in pain.

However, unlike before, although the joints were painful this time, Mo Lin's heart was filled with the joy of victory.

Although he used some cunning tactics, although Xiao Guiyan was too light on the enemy, and although there was a lot of luck, Mo Lin won the victory by relying on his wisdom and courage.

Compared to the time when he killed the Ice Spirit Spider in the Sunset Mountains, Mo Lin's excitement was completely different.

Last time, he had no experience, and he was more frightened and improvisable during the battle, and when he killed the Ice Spirit Spider and looked back, many details were forgotten because of nervousness.

This time, Mo Lin made complete preparations before the duel, not only guessed Xiao Guiyan's psychology, but also deliberately provoked before the duel, making him impetuous. Coupled with the subtle tactics, it can be regarded as a complete victory.

The sense of accomplishment brought by such a victory was completely more than killing the Ice Spirit Spider, and the feeling of happiness also made Mo Lin feel that his joints didn't hurt so much.

"Hmm......" Mo Lin raised his arm, feeling that the muscles on it were shaking, it seemed that the force was really too strong, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.

"It looks like the physique is still weaker than ordinary people, otherwise it wouldn't be like this." Mo Lin sighed secretly in his heart, and made up his mind that in the future, in addition to the cultivation of true qi, he should also exercise his physique well, so as not to appear in the current situation again.

After resting for a while, the pain in the joints eased slightly, Mo Lin sat up and saw the white crane on the table at a glance.

Mo Lin grabbed the white crane in his hand and weighed it, a really good weapon must be suitable for the master's physique, neither too light to produce a sense of powerlessness, nor too heavy to consume the physical strength of the swordsman. In a life-and-death duel, the slightest difference in the weight of a weapon can make the difference between victory and defeat.

Feeling the weight of the white crane, Mo Lin could basically determine Xiao Guiyan's wrist strength and arm strength. He slowly grasped the hilt of his sword and pulled the white crane out.

The Xiao family guards the White Crane Divine Sword among the Five Mangshen Soldiers, so most of the children of the Xiao family also use swords as weapons. However, among the hundreds of children of the Xiao family, only the descendants can imitate the white crane, and Xiao Guiyan is undoubtedly the most qualified one among them.

Although Mo Lin had never seen what the real White Crane Divine Sword looked like, Xiao Guiyan's imitation White Crane alone was amazing enough.

The whole body is snow-white, the streamer is colorful, and there are patterns like water waves on the blade, which are layered and dazzling.

"Good sword ......" Mo Lin couldn't help but admire, when he watched the heavenly creation, he read the introduction of the soldier's weapon manufacturing process in the book, and felt that Mo Zhiwei was a little exaggerated at that time, but at this moment, he really held the sword made by the master craftsman of the soldier in his hand, and only did he know that Mo Zhiwei was not only not exaggerated, but even underestimated.

"It's really better than the weapons built by the Mo craftsmen." Mo Lin repeatedly looked at the patterns on the sword body, and knew that it was the texture that appeared when the soldier used the "Hundred Refinement" technique to repeatedly heat, fold, and forge the blade a hundred times, and the Hundred Refining could discharge all the impurities in the steel, so as to obtain the purest steel.

Although the Mo family also has a hundred refining techniques, it is a pity that it takes several years to make weapons, and they can only get a few good weapons. And the soldiers don't know what secrets they have mastered, and they can quickly manufacture them on a large scale.

"Test it out." Mo Lin's fingers caressed the sword body, feeling the patterns on the refined steel, and a thought suddenly came to him.

Mo Lin took out the dagger that the ink shaft gave him, this dagger is a human-level magic weapon, and the raw material is mixed with a small amount of "black copper" ore, which can increase the sharpness of the dagger.

"Let's see which one is sharper." Mo Lin held the dagger in one hand and the white crane in the other, and struck hard.

There was no metal impact sound as Mo Lin imagined, only a soft sound of "brush", and the dagger that had accompanied Mo Lin for some time was easily cut off by the white crane, and half of the dagger fell to the ground, leaving only the handle of a dagger in Mo Lin's hand.

Regardless of the dagger, Mo Lin looked at the white crane's sword body, and the blade was undamaged. Mo Lin then pressed the blade with his hand and bent it hard, the sword body was extremely flexible, folded into a hook, as soon as Mo Lin let go, the sword body immediately rebounded back, the blade shook and made a sonorous sound, and instantly returned to the straightness of the arrow string.

"Awesome!" Mo Lin couldn't put it down and fiddled with the white crane, and several thoughts had already turned in his heart, he now got a piece of cotton iron, if he could obtain the soldier's sword-casting technology and use the cotton iron to create a sword like the white crane, it would be too cool.

"Knock Knock ......"

Mo Lin was about to continue studying the white crane when there was a knock on the door. He walked over and opened the door, but it was Ling Huzi.

"Are you okay?" Ling Hu Zi looked concerned.

"I'm fine." Mo Lin smiled, turned sideways and asked Linghu Zi to come in and sit.

As soon as Ling Huzi entered the door, he saw the white crane on the bed, and the purple light flashed in his eyes and said, "Why do you want Xiao Guiyan's white crane, do you want to study the sword-forging technique of the soldier?" ”

Mo Lin was seen through by Ling Huzi at a glance, and embarrassedly told him about getting a piece of cotton.

"......I see," Ling Huzi muttered.

"Is there anything wrong?" Mo Lin saw that there seemed to be a sad look on her face.

"You have offended the Xiao family." Ling Huzi sighed and said, "Xiao Guiyan was punished for two years of retreat. ”

Mo Lin was silent, he didn't think about such a result, he just wanted to verify his martial arts, as for winning the white crane, it was just an idea that suddenly came out of nowhere, but he forgot the huge family behind Xiao Guiyan.

"He was charged with provoking guests and using the family heirloom sword without permission." Linghu Zi said, "Actually, there is another important reason, that is, he lost the sword to you. For a soldier of a military family, weapons are life and dignity, and if he loses the sword, he loses not only his dignity alone, but the dignity of the entire Xiao family, and even the entire soldier's family. ”

Seeing Ling Huzi's expression heavy, Mo Lin couldn't help but say, "Is it so serious? ”

"You live in the Mo family, and you don't know anything about the soldiers. In this city, anything can happen. Linghu Zi said, "Even I can't help you now, because the four major families are in the same spirit, and the loss of the Xiao family is equal to the loss of the other three......

"I don't blame you." Mo Lin interrupted her.

Seeing that Mo Lin didn't seem to care, Ling Hu Zi said angrily: "Aren't you afraid at all, if you offend the four elders, this city of hundred soldiers will become a hellish place." ”

Mo Lin smiled faintly: "I'm just a small craftsman, of course it's very simple for those big people to kill me, in this case, even if I'm afraid, it's useless." ”

Linghu Zi looked at Mo Lin blankly, trying to find evidence that he was pretending to be relaxed, but she didn't find anything, so she had to shake her head helplessly and said: "Now there is only one way, you hurry up and get the transformation design of the flying crossbow right, and then leave the soldier's house immediately." ”

"I already have an idea for the design of the renovation, and I can get it done in a day. As for leaving, I'll have to wait until I understand the art of forging swords. Mo Lin said unhurriedly.

"You ......" made Hu Zi angry, but seeing Mo Lin's indifferent expression, he had nothing to say.

"You can draw the renovation design now, and wait for me at the inn at night." Ling Huzi glared at Mo Lin fiercely, dropped this sentence and left.

"What are you doing at night? Could it be ......" Mo Lin looked at her departing back and felt a little panicked. You must know that even when he faced Xiao Guiyan under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, he had never panicked so much, but when he heard Ling Huzi's agreement, his heart couldn't help pounding.

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In the dead of night, Mo Lin crouched in front of the table, sketching the design of the flying crossbow.

On the way here, Mo Lin communicated with Ling Huzi, and he already knew the requirements of the soldiers, and in the few days when he was injured and lying in the self-propelled car, Mo Lin was thinking about transformation in his spare time in addition to cultivation.

At this moment, Mo Lin was just drawing out the ideas that had already taken shape in his mind, so he made rapid progress.

The candle flame on the table jumped, Mo Lin put down the pen in his hand, re-checked every link on the drawing, and finally confirmed that it was correct.

"Whew, that's easy." Mo Lin got up and stretched, and was about to move his body when there was a soft knock on the door.

Mo Lin opened the door, and it was Linghu who came, she flashed in and closed the door tightly.

Lonely men and widows were in the same room in the middle of the night, and the fragrance of Ling Huzi's body came from his nose, and Mo Lin couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Is the design ready?" Linghu Zi asked.

Mo Lin slammed his mouth at the table, Ling Hu Zi turned around to look, looked at it for a while, and said with satisfaction: "You are indeed a genius craftsman. ”

"It's over, we just specialize in the art industry. For example, I can't make this white crane. Mo Lin stroked the white crane and sighed.

"Mo Lin, you...... Do you have to get the secret of forging a sword before you want to go? Ling Huzi took the drawing into his arms, hesitated for a long time, and suddenly raised his head and asked.

"At least two more days of research, and then wait until the sword is returned to Xiao Guiyan." Mo Lin didn't know why Ling Huzi asked this, and replied casually.

Ling Huzi bit her lip slightly, as if she was hesitating about something, for a while, she seemed to have made a decision, her eyes looked at Mo Lin fixedly, "If I tell you the trick of forging a sword now, and guarantee that you can create a sword that is not inferior to the quality of the white crane, can you promise me to leave tomorrow?" ”