Half a month passed in a hurry.

On this day, Jingzhou, Iron Horse City.

Warriors gathered, and the crowd was weaving.

The Sword Casting Villa of Iron Horse City enjoys a good reputation in the rivers and lakes, and has always had the reputation of 'the ancestor of weapons', and the major sects have dealings, especially the four major sword sects of the Dazhong Dynasty practice swordsmanship, which is unique in the tail Mars domain, and the divine soldiers of the Sword Sect have been the masterpieces of the Sword Casting Villa for generations.

Because the Iron Horse City is the center of the foundry, the city has a very developed casting process, and the city can be seen everywhere with all kinds of weapons cast by copper juice and molten iron, iron oak, which makes the city look like a warrior who is ready to fight, full of a sense of killing, and it is really a golden iron horse.

Chen Mo entered the Iron Horse City with the carriage of the West Divider, and the convoy played the banner of the West Divider, and the road was unimpeded, and was envied by countless warriors around.

Chen Mo was able to persevere, which made Jin Fuer dumbfounded.

Now seeing Chen Mo sleeping defenselessly, he is a little worried that his body can't bear it, but how does he know that although Chen Mo is asleep, the nose locking technique has been working, and the air holes of the whole body are extremely sensitive to the external breath, and any wind and grass are {long}{wind} literature{cf][wx} It is difficult to escape.

The car slowly bumped like a cradle, and for some time, it finally stopped.

"Young Master, the Sword Forge Villa has arrived." The voice of a subordinate was heard outside.

Jin Fuer was hesitating to wake up Chen Mo.

Chen Mo opened his eyes, and Jin Fu was overjoyed: "Brother Shijin, you woke up just in time, we have arrived."

Chen Mo took out a mask belt that covered his face half-covered, and this carefully cast mask covered the part of his lips, like a mask.

Outside the carriage, Jin Wuliang was waiting for Chen Mo with a few big stewards, and this time the big stewards also took their apprentices to participate in the four sword wiping sects, giving them a glimpse of the next world and increasing experience.

"Helmsman, are you really determined to let that kid participate in such an important competition?" Up to now, the cloud stewards are still a little unwilling, and a rash foundry can become the savior of the West Helm.

"I am determined to do so, and I have to mention this matter again."

Jin Wuliang frowned and said unhappily.

The cloud steward can only be silenced.

"Yun Lao, you have too much heart, as far as I know, this Shijin Daoist Banyue has recognized all the precious materials in Daqiwan, and even many casting skills are more advanced than us, this time the West Rudder is hopeful." A housekeeper made a round.

"I hope so." Cloud steward tough road.

Chen Mo and Jin Fuer got out of the carriage and walked towards them, and when they saw Chen Mo wearing half a mask, several stewards couldn't help but be stunned.

Even the cloud steward couldn't help but be slightly shocked in his heart.

The heart is like iron, and the mind is like a rock!

When casting an item, the steel-like will can be instilled into the item, so that the cast item has more powerful characteristics, but very few casters can really achieve it, and the kid in front of him can actually bring him this feeling.

Looking at his apprentice again, his jealous and impatient demeanor was clear at a glance, it was completely different, and Yun Lao couldn't help but sigh.

Jin Wuliang smiled slightly.

"This mask was forged by Shijin Daoyou himself?" A steward asked.

"Well, I tried." Chen Mo replied.

"Oh, yes, the casting skills have reached the level of perfection." And they all praised.

"But why cast such a strange mask?" Foundries like to carve their own marks on their weapons, which means that each caster is very willing for other warriors to remember his appearance, so that his fame will grow.

A caster has a strong reputation in order to get the friendship of a more powerful monk, and there are very few people like Chen Mo who do the opposite to cover his appearance.

"Brother thinks it's more distinctive, hehe." Jin Fuer opened his mouth to explain.

Everyone thought about it and seemed to make sense, and they couldn't help but admire Chen Mo's mind even more.

How did they know that Chen Mo did this to prevent others from recognizing him, and he had gained the reputation of being a white-clothed tanhua in the Shenwu Ju, although it was said that the rivers and lakes and the temples were two worlds, but it was always good to be careful.

The Sword Forge Villa is located at the highest point of the Iron Horse City, the outer walls of the villa are made of steel, a veritable copper wall and iron wall, and the 'steps' leading to the villa are also unique, and the steps extend like the shape of a sword.

In addition to this, you can see the decoration of various weapons everywhere.

Just standing under the villa, let any visiting warrior feel the 'awe' from the casting, it is really worthy of being the most powerful sect of the foundry, Chen Mo can't help but admire.

Today is the day of the four sword wiping competitions, the outer door of the villa is open to the public, all the warriors who love weapons and get the invitation are admired, the traffic is busy, and it is very lively.

Jin Wuliang and his entourage immediately attracted the attention of the people around them, but perhaps because of the top three. [,!] A small test of the rudder of the West and the West lost a defeat, and everyone responded with a sympathetic attitude.

Chen Mo went to the main hall of the Sword Casting Villa with Jin Wuliang first.

The owner of the sword-casting village is an old man who is close to antiquity, with a dignified face and a red face, the owner of the sword-casting village is an intermediate caster, and his blood is more vigorous than that of a young warrior.

Jin Wuliang and Chen Mo entered the main hall and immediately felt the oppression in the old man's eyes.

Chen Mo already knew in advance that the western rudder was in charge of the Jin Wuliang Jin family for generations, located in the western region, although the environment was harsh, it had a great relationship with the alien domain, many foreign businessmen came and went, and there was a rich ore spirit sand trade, which was the most prosperous of the four major rudders, and the Sword Casting Villa had always wanted to completely get involved but could not do anything, this time the Jin family broke the casting master series is the best opportunity, and the owner of the sword casting village is also eyeing the tiger, and he is determined to win the West Rudder in this four sword wiping swords.

"Jin Wuliang, you're here." The sword-forging owner spoke, and his voice was full of courage.

"The spirit of the owner is getting better and better, which is really a blessing for the villa." Jin Wuliang hugged his fists, and the two of them were both intermediate casters, but the owner of the sword casting village had the deepest qualifications, and Jin Wuliang had to remain respectful.

"Of course, the owner of this village is very much looking forward to the four sword wiping sects this time." Forged Sword Villa Road.

"Jin Wuliang, you were the last in the first three years of the rudder competition, if you lose again this time, according to the rules, you will have to give up the position of helmsman." Sitting in the middle of the hall, a man with big ears laughed.

"It turned out to be the master of the East Branch Helm Luo Helm, and I heard that the villa is also very concerned about the apprentice of the Luo Helm Master, which makes Jin very jealous." Jin Wuliang seemed to be smiling.

Luo Duo's apprentice is a young man of twenty-five or sixteen, his appearance is quite handsome, and his eyes have a gloomy look, like a gloomy cumulus cloud, Luo Duo said: "He deserves to be appreciated by the villa, if Brother Wuliang also has such an apprentice, presumably the villa will not be treated badly.

"It's a pity, the Jin family casting has also been famous in the Western Regions for a hundred years, and this vein is broken."

"It's really undeserved, I'm afraid the ancestors of the Jin family will also be sad."

"Brother Jin should reflect on himself."

The others sneered, Jin Wuliang's expression changed slightly, their words talked about their pain, if it weren't for Jin Fuer's laziness, why would his Jin family have no apprentices to fight.

In the face of several people's ridicule, Jin Wuliang could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and they always have their own strengths.

Chen Mo opened his mouth and said.

Seeing that a junior actually dared to contradict his words, several helmsmen were stunned and showed unhappiness.

Only then did they look at Chen Mo, either sneering or disdainful.

"Is this the apprentice who participated in the competition on behalf of the West Branch?" The swordsmith smiled.

"I heard that the apprentice of the cloud steward is not very good, don't you let him come to shame?"

"You've never seen this apprentice before."

"It's not that I feel that I have lost, just find someone to lose the face of Sword Casting Villa in front of everyone."

The atmosphere is unpleasant.

Chen Mo is too young, and because of the nose locking technique, he holds his breath, and everyone can't feel the strength and naturally can't detect Cheng Dù, who is full of qi and blood, they only feel that Chen Mo is plain and unremarkable, like a blank sheet of paper, and has no experience in casting at all.

"Eh, don't be impatient." The owner of the Sword Casting Village stopped everyone: "This Shijin Daoist has only entered the West Branch in the first half a month, and he can get the weight of Jin Wuliang, he should have some real talents, and the owner of this village will be looking forward to his performance."

Jin Wuliang changed slightly, and the words of the sword casting owner were clearly implying that he knew everything about the rudder of the west.

"The owner of the village can rest assured, and Wuliang will not lose the face of the foundry in front of everyone." Jin Wuliangdao.

The owner of the sword-forging village smiled, and after a few people took their seats, they made a brief exchange, and after a while, the subordinates came down to report the arrival of the North Branch Helm Wan Ling Pavilion.

Chen Mo already knew before he came that among the four major rudders of the Sword Casting Villa, the apprentice of the Wan Ling Pavilion of the North Rudder was the strongest, known as the handsome generation of foundry masters, not only a powerful foundry master, but also himself practiced in the North Hell Sword Sect, and his cultivation became strong.

This time, the four sects wiped the sword, the Northern Branch Rudder and the Northern Underworld Sword Sect joined forces, and they were almost already victorious.