"Why do you want to forge swords for them?"
Facing Du Wufeng's old face that looked like a blooming chrysanthemum, Li Mo was confused.
Master Du had just agreed to Jiang Yu's request, and it seemed like he agreed reluctantly. So why did he do a Sichuan opera face-changing after seeing Bingtuozi and Xiao Jiang?
I have to say that the old man's expression changed so quickly that he almost couldn't react.
After the question was asked, Du Wufeng kept silent for a while with his eyelids drooped, as if he had complicated emotions in his heart and didn't know how to express them.
"A craftsman can only determine the starting point of a weapon, but the one who controls the weapon can determine its height."
"The sword left by the Tianshan Patriarch is just a wooden sword, but it can carry a sword path that even divine weapons cannot reach. This is the truth."
“No matter how powerful a divine weapon is, if it falls into the hands of a villain, it will gradually lose its spirituality.”
"Everyone in the world thinks that the Heavenly Sword was made by me, but that is not true. What I forged was just a famous weapon. It was Su Jun who made it a divine sword."
"I recast the sword again and again according to her swordsmanship, and finally the sword was born."
Li Mo roughly understood Du Wufeng's thoughts.
The old man helped the two of them to forge weapons, and he could also borrow Bingtuozi and Xiao Jiang's swordsmanship to reforge the weapons.
During this process, Du Wufeng also had the opportunity to further improve his forging skills.
Of course, this also depends on how Ying Bing and Jiang Chulong end up.
"I also want the weapon forged by Master Du."
Zhong Zhenyue crossed his arms and sighed with envy. This meant that in the future, he would definitely have a weapon that suited his martial arts and his life.
There is nothing more handy than a weapon custom-made for you by a master craftsman based on your martial arts.
But Miss Ying and Miss Jiang didn't seem to be interested...
"I want it too, but my master said that I will only play with wooden swords in my life."
Xie Xuan curled his lips.
"What do you two ladies think?" Du Wufeng asked hopefully again.
He has been stuck on the art of forging weapons for a long time.
If he could forge two more magical weapons with his own hands, perhaps he would have a chance to reach the pinnacle of craftsmanship in the legend, capable of forging divine weapons.
This is a mutually beneficial thing.
Li Mo said nothing and let Bingtuozi and Xiao Jiang decide for themselves.
After all, his weapon-making skills still need to be improved to produce famous weapons, which is somewhat unmatched by their talent in swordsmanship.
Ying Bing nodded, indicating that he understood: "Then I will use the one he cast himself."
"I want Brother Li's too."
Jiang Chulong didn't understand, but she just wanted it.
Du Wufeng: “….”
The old man almost couldn't breathe.
So all his earnest words, even to the point of being dry-mouthed, had the opposite effect?
The atmosphere at the scene was a little weird for a moment, and the craftsmen passing by all felt like they were still sleepy.
It is not easy to invite the master craftsmen to forge weapons. They are all old, and their works are aimed at their final works. It may mean that their positions on the list of master weapons will be changed again.
Now I'm begging for help, but I don't even have a chance.
"It's not that we look down on him. When I was forging iron, Young Master Li's grandfather was still wearing open-crotch pants."
"You want to help him improve his weapon-making skills? That's easy! I'll teach him!"
Old man Du really tried his best.
"Xiao Huo, call me brother!"
"ah?"
The corner of Huo Bingzi's mouth twitched. Don't be fooled by his middle-aged appearance. That's because people who practice martial arts have strong energy and blood.
In fact, he is also of grandpa's generation.
"Master... Senior Brother."
"???"
Xie Xuan scratched his head: "I... this... how should I discuss this with Brother Li?"
Zhong Zhenyue's eyes flashed with wisdom: "You have to call him uncle-shi and call me uncle."
"Fuck you, it's none of your business."
"It is my honor to receive guidance from the master craftsman, but..."
Li Mo looked hesitant, after all, he was not following the traditional method of forging weapons.
"But what but? Don't be a man and hesitate."
"The boy's weapon-making skills are somewhat unusual."
"Hey, that's interesting. There is nothing in the world of weapon-making that I don't understand."
Du Wufeng revealed a dumb smile.
Young people are young. They think they are different from others just because they have some creative ideas.
Who hasn’t been young yet?
So Du Wufeng waved his hand and led the way out of the lobby.
He took a deep drag from his pipe, exhaled a hot breath, and lit the extinguished furnace.
"This fire seems unusual."
Li Mo's eyes moved slightly.
"Many craftsmen have their own fire. This is the Fallen Star Fire that I collected with great difficulty. Open your eyes, boy."
"Falling Star Flame?"
Student Li’s DNA almost rioted. Why does this name sound familiar?
If so, can his karmic fire be used to forge weapons?
Well, it seems that it is not possible at the moment. To reach the level of refining weapons, at least the inner and outer world must be connected, and the scene in the heart must be reflected, so that the fire of karma can be heated enough.
"Come on, let me see how extraordinary you are."
At this time, the voice of Master Du came again.
Li Mo nodded, took off his Chunyang gown and handed it to Bingtuozi.
The strong and slender body, exposed under the fire, looks like a red-hot precious instrument.
"Huh? This kid..."
Du Wufeng, Huo Bingzi and other craftsmen couldn't help but have their eyes light up.
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