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Xiao Yao and his entourage entered Yishui City and went straight to Xiao's house. Xiao Yao returned home and found a small courtyard for the Mo brothers and sisters to settle them down.

One day, Xiao Yao was meditating and practicing in his room, when suddenly Mo Li walked in and said in a rough voice: "Xiao Yao, why don't you have a blacksmith shop at home, I haven't struck iron for a few days, and I feel panicked." ”

The Xiao family did not have a caster, and certainly no blacksmith shop. Mo Li, who loves to strike iron, has no iron to beat, and he has indeed been wronged. His mind raced. Mo Li is a person from the Mo family's workshop, and the person of the Mo family is the best at casting. Mo Li's cultivation is not low, maybe he can cast a few mysterious weapons, if it is equipped to the Xiao family's guards, it can also increase the Xiao family's combat effectiveness. He asked, "Brother Mo, with your current cultivation, what grade of mystic artifact can you cast?"

Mo Li touched the back of his head embarrassedly, and smiled honestly: "I am stupid by nature, and now I can only cast the mystical weapon of the middle grade of the star rank, and as for the instrument pattern, I can only engrave the pattern of the lower grade of the star rank." ”

Xiao Yao looked at Mo Li in surprise, he didn't expect that the young Mo Power could actually cast a mid-grade mystical weapon of the star rank. You must know that the ordinary black armor guards of the Xiao family only use the low-grade mystical weapons of the star rank, even if they are the leaders of the black armor guard squad, they only use the mid-grade mystical weapons of the star rank, and they are also mysterious weapons without inscriptions. Moli can not only cast the mid-grade mystical artifacts of the star rank, but also engrave the patterns on the mystical vessels. Although it is only a low-grade weapon pattern of the star rank, the power is still not to be underestimated. It seems that this ink power is quite talented in casting.

With such a free labor force taking the initiative to come to the door, Xiao Yao was very happy. He pulled Mo Li and walked out, and said affectionately as he walked, "Brother Mo, are we friends?"

Mo Li grinned innocently: "You lent me a carriage and cured my sister's illness, and I have long recognized you as a friend." ”

Xiao Yao said generously: "Since we are friends, then I have to treat you well." Let's go, I'll have someone prepare a stove for you, so that you can enjoy it. What our Xiao family has is iron, just hit it!"

"Really?" Hearing that there was an iron fight, Mo Li's heart blossomed, and he followed Xiao Yao and walked out.

Xiao Yao instructed his subordinates, and after a while, a stove was set up in the courtyard, and a pile of pig iron was placed next to it. Mo Li stepped forward, picked up a piece of pig iron, checked it in his hand, then shook his head, and said, "These irons can't be used, and they can't be forged into a medium-grade mystical weapon of the star rank." ”

"This honorable guest, this is a first-class good iron. In Yishui City, you can't find such a good iron anymore. The subordinate who sent the pig iron was a little unconvinced when he saw that Mo Li said that the iron he sent was not good.

Mo Li didn't argue with him, he grabbed one end of the pig iron with each hand and broke it hard. "Smack!" the piece of iron in his hand broke in response to the sound and turned into two pieces. The man's mouth was wide open, unable to speak. What kind of monster is this black-faced guest invited by the young master, who can break the pig iron into two pieces with his bare hands.

Xiao Yao looked at the pig iron broken into two pieces in Mo Li's hand, and was amazed by his strength. He said to the subordinate who was still stunned on the side: "Why are you stunned, why don't you go find some better iron." Only then did the man come back to his senses, glanced at Mo Li with respect and fear, and hurried away.

It wasn't long before the man came out into the courtyard panting with a pile of fine iron. Mo Li looked at the fine iron on the ground, nodded and said, "Although these fine iron have a lot of impurities, they are barely enough as materials for the mid-grade mystical weapons of the star rank. ”

Without further ado, he began to cast tools in the courtyard. Xiao Yao was very curious about the Mo family's casting technique, so he stood aside and watched the ink caster. Mo Li not only did not shy away from the fact that the Mo family's casting skills were secretly learned by Xiao Yao, but also told him some essentials of casting.

"The first thing to do is to melt the material into a sap and remove the impurities inside. The fewer impurities, the better the artifact will be. When the flames were at their peak, Moli threw the iron into the furnace. Half an hour later, a red sap flowed out from under the stove, which was the molten iron formed by the melting of fine iron.

Mo Li collects the molten iron and removes all the impurities inside. After the impurities are removed, the molten iron is poured into a sword-shaped mold that has been prepared in advance. After the molten iron cooled, a sword-shaped blank about three inches thick was made.

"Next, we have to hammer this sword blank repeatedly, and only after a thousand tempers can we forge a good sword. He placed the sword blank on the big iron pier and removed his sledgehammer from his back. With the hammer in one hand, he slammed it towards the sword blank. "Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the floor of the yard couldn't help but shake a few times.

"Bang bang bang bang ......" Every time the ink power swings down, it brings a gust of wind. Hammer after hammer, hammer after hammer is faster than hammer. smashed it for half an hour, and in the end, all Xiao Yao saw was the shadow of a hammer in the sky, and he couldn't tell which hammer was in front and which was behind. Mo Li's seemingly chaotic hammer technique, in fact, has a strange rhythm, which deeply attracted Xiao Yao's gaze.

"Huhu!" there was a gust of wind in his ears, and the flames in the stove in front of him were blown to the ground, and the hem of his robe fluttered violently. Xiao Yao turned his head to look at the leaves in the yard, which were still still.

Xiao Yao was shocked, this wind?! Obviously there is no wind, why is this flame blown to the ground. He locked his eyes on Moli's sledgehammer, and suddenly realized that the wind was caused by Moli's hammer. What kind of hammer method is this, which can produce strong winds!

The hammer stops, the wind stops.

The sword blank three inches later was smashed by the ink force to a thickness of only one inch. He threw the sword blank into the furnace again, calcined it, and then took it out and smashed it again. After smashing, throw it in and calcine, and then take it out and smash it again. This is repeated, I don't know how many times, until the moon is on the eyebrows, and the ink power stops tempering.

After quenching, a sword appeared in Mo Li's hand. The sword body is snow-white, as thin as a cicada's wings. When Xiao Yao saw it, he immediately fell in love with this sword.

Mo Li stroked the sword in his hand and said with relief: "Yes, Star Rank Middle Grade." After stroking for a while, he regretted again: "It's a pity that I can only engrave the pattern of the lower grade of the star rank now, if I engrave it with the pattern of the middle grade of the star rank, it will be perfect." ”

Xiao Yao looked at the sword, just like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, so she urged Mo Li: "The pattern of the lower grade of the star rank is also very good, better than nothing, hurry up and engrave one for it." ”

Seeing that Xiao Yao was anxious, Mo Li just laughed a few times, and prepared to engrave the sword with a pattern.

"Such a beautiful sword, it should be engraved with the pattern of the middle grade of the star rank!" At this moment, the sound of ink smoke and rain came from behind him. I don't know when, Mo Yanyu has come behind the two of them.

"But Brother Moli can only engrave the pattern of the lower grade of the star rank. "The higher the level of the pattern, the better the additional effect it brings, of course Xiao Yao also wants to engrave the pattern of the mid-grade of the star rank, but Mo Li can't do it now.

Mo Yanyu straightened her towering chest, and said proudly: "Brother can't engrave the pattern of the middle grade of the star rank, it doesn't mean that other people can't either." ”

When Xiao Yao heard that someone could engrave the pattern of the mid-grade of the Star Rank, he was excited, grabbed Mo Yanyu's wrist, and asked eagerly: "Tell me quickly, which master can engrave the pattern of the mid-grade of the Star Rank?"

Mo Yanyu was suddenly grabbed by Xiao Yao's wrist, and his little face instantly turned red to the root of his ears. She glared at Xiao Yao, and was disgusted: "You hurt me!"

Xiao Yao looked down, only to find that the wrist he grabbed had already been bruised. He quickly let go of his palm and made a statement to Mo Yanyu.

Mo Yanyu rubbed his wrist, which was caught by Xiao Yao, and glanced at him angrily: "Master doesn't dare to be! ”

"You mean you can engrave the pattern of the mid-grade star rank?" Xiao Yao looked at Mo Yanyu with a look of disbelief.

Mo Yanyu saw Xiao Yao looking at her with suspicious eyes, and she was a little displeased. Pouted, and said unconvincedly: "I dare to doubt my sister, see that my sister will engrave you a star rank in a minute." With that, she snatched the sword from Mo Li's hand.

Xiao Yao turned his head to look at Mo Li, who nodded to him. When she looked at Mo Yanyu again, she had already taken out a white gem and set it on the hilt of her sword. I saw her stretch out two fingers, urge her vitality, and slowly slide it on the white gem. Sometimes the brow is tightened, and sometimes the eyebrows are smiling.

Half an hour later, fine beads of sweat were already oozing from her pretty face. Fingertips glide over the white gemstones, leaving curved lines.

"Hum!" the gem flashed, and she stopped what she was doing. Taking a breath, he said proudly towards Xiao Yao: "It's done!"

Xiao Yao looked at the twisting lines of the White Jewel Mountain and asked, "What kind of pattern is this?"

Mo Yanyu: "This sword is as thin as a cicada's wings, and the air has very little resistance to it, so the speed of the sword is very fast." I engraved on it a mid-grade mist vessel pattern. The Fog Vessel Pattern can transform the vitality into a cloud of mist. When facing an enemy, the Mist Pattern first releases mist to interfere with the enemy's line of sight. Combined with the extremely fast speed of the sword, it can seize the opportunity and catch the enemy off guard. ”

With that, she urged her vitality to the sword, and the jewel on the hilt glowed white. "Look at the sword!" drank lightly, and Xiao Yao's front suddenly became hazy, like smoke and rain. Before he could see what was going on inside the mist, he felt a chill in his neck, and the sharp tip of the sword was already against his throat.

First disrupt the line of sight with mist, and then quickly draw the sword, so that one is caught off guard.

"This sword is good, let's give it a name!" Mo Yanyu threw the sword in his hand over.

Xiao Yao held the sword, looked at the white gem on the hilt, and said leisurely: "The pattern of the fog vessel, the fog is hazy, like smoke and rain. Then call it 'smoke and rain'!"

Mo Yanyu couldn't help but feel hot on his little face, and he suddenly turned red to the root of his ears.

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