On the way back to Mujiazhuang, the owner of Mu Zhuang looked at Cang Mang with satisfaction and said, "I really didn't expect that your kid is not only quite talented in cultivation, but also has a lot of business ideas. This cooperation with the Meng family, if it goes well, the Mu family will be able to earn more than 10 million spirit coins every year in the future. The most important thing is that there will be one less competitor in Busan Town in the future. ”

The more Master Mu spoke, the more satisfied he became, he played with the Earth Splitting Crystal in his hand, and said, "This time, I will go back and let me prepare for a few days, and I will definitely create a perfect weapon for you." ”

Returning to Mujiazhuang, the owner of Mu Zhuang told Mrs. Mu about today's events, and Mrs. Mu was also very happy and praised her wisdom.

Although Mu Lingxiu didn't understand what everyone was talking about, she was so happy to see her father and mother, and she also looked at the sky with a look of admiration, and her eyes were full of little stars.

In the next few days, Master Mu began to prepare for forging weapons.

Cang Mang took advantage of the few days that Master Mu Zhuang had prepared, and seized the time to refine another batch of Baicao Quenching Body Dew, because he was short of funds, and Mu Jiazhuang paid for the purchase of a large number of medicinal materials.

Cang Mang originally wanted to sell some of the Baicao Quenching Body Dew, but under the reminder of Master Mu, he still felt that it was better not to take out this thing easily. Now is the time to make a fortune in a muffled voice, and seize the opportunity to improve your cultivation, if it attracts the attention of people with a heart because of the effect of this herb quenching body dew, it will inevitably delay your cultivation.

Master Mu took off his shirt, revealing a sturdy rise, and with tongs in one hand, he took out the red-hot iron from the furnace and placed it on the anvil.

Cang Man, holding a sledgehammer, stood aside.

Master Mu Zhuang used fire tongs to stabilize the fine iron with one hand, and a small hammer in the other, and nodded at the sky.

Cang picked up the sledgehammer and smashed it towards the iron spirit.

The sledgehammer collided with the iron, which in turn collided with the anvil, making a tinkling sound.

In the process of retracting the sledgehammer and picking it up again, the owner of Mu Zhuang used the small hammer in his hand to strike once or twice.

Jingtie suffered this impact, and in an instant, sparks splashed, and when the red color of Jingtie slowly faded, Master Mu Zhuang threw Jingtie into the water tank on the side.

Thorn~

The iron essence that had not been dissipated was put into the water tank, and the water in the tank was stirred.

The fine iron is taken out again, placed in the furnace and heated again, after which the process is repeated.

Ding, ding, ding......

Thorn~

Ding Ding ......

I don't know how many times this process was repeated, and the volume of refined iron was reduced to half of its original size.

Cang Mang continued to pick up the sledgehammer and hit the burned red fine iron, and Master Mu Zhuang had already put down the small hammer in his hand, and sprinkled the earth-splitting crystals that had already been ground into powder on the fine iron in the gap between the cangmang knocking the fine iron.

Ding ding~

Thorn~

After repeated cycles, the ground-splitting crystal has been evenly integrated into the crystal.

With the addition of ground-splitting crystals, and the purity of the refined iron being crafted, the changes that can be brought about when striking the refined iron are becoming smaller and less laborious.

Whew, Master Mu Zhuang exhaled, looked at the quenched refined iron in his hand, and said to the man on the side: "I'll leave the borrowed things to me." ”

Ding, ding......

The fine iron was gradually hammered into shape by the owner of Mu Zhuang according to the appearance of the drawings.

It was again heated and tapped, and the shape of the sword embryo had been basically formed.

Cang Mang took out the Demon God Crystal and handed it to the owner of Mu Zhuang.

Feeling the violent and ferocious aura coming from the demon god crystal in his hand, Master Mu Zhuang became more and more excited, and looked forward to the final product more and more.

After precise measurements, we began to make a base bracket for the Demon God Crystal, and firmly embedded the Demon God Crystal in it.

Corresponds to the shape of the entire base, and in the corresponding position of the sword embryo, there is a corresponding groove.

After checking the sword embryo many times and confirming that all the details, including the pattern, were the same as the drawings, Master Mu finally nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the grooves left in the hilt, his eyes lit up, revealing a gleam of excitement that could not be concealed.

Click~

The base embedded with the Demon God Crystal was placed into the groove left on the sword embryo, and it was tightly fitted and integrated.

With the insertion of the Demon God Crystal, the whole sword seemed to have a kind of vitality.

After heating again, carefully grinding, cutting and polishing......

The body of the sword rubbed against the whetstone, making a pleasant sound.

With a clean rag, wipe off the stains on the sword body, and the gray-black sword body with a metallic luster completely reveals its perfect figure.

The fingertips flicked slightly, and the buzzing sound of the sword was endless.

With a victorious smile on his face, Master Mu handed the sword to Cangmang's hand: "How about a look?"

Cang Mang took the sword and reached out to touch the blade, as gentle as touching the skin of a lover.

Lord Mu Zhuang anxiously urged: "Take a look at the power." ”

With his head bowed, he turned and slashed at a wooden stake that had already been prepared.

brush, the wooden stake is gently broken, and the incision is smooth and flat.

Master Mu reminded on the side: "The treasure must leave a mark in order to exert greater power. ”

Cang Mang naturally knew this, seeing the impatient appearance of Master Mu, Cang Mang's fingers lightly wiped on the blade of the sword, and a stream of red blood flowed down the blade, and soon formed a special mark, which was integrated into the sword body.

There was a heavier aura coming from the sword.

With a touch of his wrist, a big knife appeared in his hand, jumped towards the open space in front of him, and turned his head to look at the sky: "Come here, let's try." ”

Cang Mang was also discouraged: "Father-in-law, be careful." ”

A sword was out, and the blade sliced through the air, making a hissing sound.

Ding~Dingding~

Seeing each other, there were gaps on the big knife in the hands of the owner of Mu Zhuang.

"Good sword, show your skills. ”

Cang's mind turned: "Father-in-law, you really have to be careful." ”

"Haha, let the horses come. ”

The vast array of unparalleled return to the Yuan Gong instantly broke through the meridians at the arm, and a stream of spiritual power was injected into the sword body.

A bloodthirsty and crazy aura surged out from the sword, and a faint black halo flowed on the blade.

This scene fell into the eyes of Master Mu Zhuang, and he was immediately shocked, all this was very familiar to him, because this was the ability possessed by a strong person in the psychic realm.

"Good boy, if you can forcibly open the meridians, then let me see the power of your sword. ”

Master Mu Zhuang also poured his true qi into the long knife in his hand, and the sword body suddenly burst with golden light, and his momentum increased sharply, suppressing the vast power a lot.

The two of them rushed forward at the same time, their blades connected, and the spiritual power that erupted from the weapon formed an explosive cyclone.

Yikes!

Ha!

Both sides injected more spiritual power into the Dao weapons.

A black aura emanated from the blade of the sword, affecting Lord Mu's consciousness.

Master Mu Zhuang was like seeing a terrifying demon ape, opening his bloody mouth and biting him.

Mu Zhuang was shocked, his hair stood up, and the spiritual power that continued to be poured into the long knife suddenly became disordered, and he felt that his hand was weak.

呲~

A deeper opening appeared above the long sword, and the sword pierced through the blade.

Bite~

A blade had fallen to the ground.