Chapter 1127 1128 From Fearless, Conceited
"Hmph, which of the six methods of forging swords and six methods of forging bones are so easy to comprehend, and even if they are comprehended, how easy is it to use them freely. Back then, it took me three years to reluctantly complete these twelve techniques. His technique was thoroughly thought out, and he was regarded by his grandfather as a rare sword-making genius in the Nie family for thousands of years.
In a mere night, even if Mu Hanyan's aptitude was against the sky, it would never be possible to forge it into the shape of a blood gallbladder sword or a blood gallbladder sword bone. Tomorrow afternoon will be the time for him to get out of the Sword Casting Hall. "Nie Fangsheng said confidently.
"Okay, then I'll also come to see how humiliated Mu Hanyan was and how he was kicked out of the Sword Casting Hall." After hearing what Nie Fangsheng said, Qiu Zizhong was no longer worried and laughed loudly.
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With Mu Hanyan's sword casting techniques one after another, the fine iron gradually took on the shape of a long sword. After all, it is only a uniform sabre in the army, and it does not need to be added with meteorite gold, so it is much easier to cast. .
However, looking at the long sword that was gradually taking shape, Hua Yue, Tan Yu and the others no longer had the previous expectations in their eyes, and they all became weird.
It has to be said that Mu Hanyan's twelve sword-casting techniques are exquisite and full of beauty. From the point of view of those who don't know how to cast swords, they are likely to be a bit stronger than Nie Fangsheng. But the forged long sword is not like that at all.
Take the crooked piece of fine iron in front of you as an example, is that really a sword? Could it be the legendary snake-shaped sword?
when! As Mu Hanyan's last hammer fell, the twelve cast and bone forging styles had been used over and over several times, but the long sword in front of him was still crooked, and even Mu Hanyan couldn't stand it any longer.
Only then did Mu Hanyan know that it is no wonder that experts from the Holy Court Continent are hard to find a sword, and an excellent swordsmith is by no means so easy to train. This sword-casting technique is not so easy to learn.
Even if you have already memorized these twelve sword-casting techniques, and have practiced them hundreds of times in your mind, you still can't forge a sword shape into a sword bone if you don't have enough time to practice.
Although she already had the experience of forging swords, and she could even seal her cultivation base in the sword with the help of Shenwu Refining and Soul Refining Jue, what she used at that time were all high-quality long swords that had been forged after thousands of trials, and this kind of fine iron and thick swords. Casting an embryo into a sword is completely different.
It can be said that at least in forging and bone forging, her previous experience is useless.
"Sir, don't be discouraged, they all say that failure is success. If you practice a few more times, you should be able to make it." Jiang Yuzhe said comfortingly.
It's a pity that other people don't believe this kind of comfort, even Mu Hanyan himself has a hard time believing it.
Looking at the piece of scrap iron in front of her, it is estimated that even if she practiced a hundred or two hundred times, she would have absolutely no chance of success.
The technique of casting a sword is not based on techniques alone. Different furnace temperatures, different materials, the use of techniques, the control of strength, and even the timing of dropping the hammer all have completely different requirements, which must be repeated thousands of times. Repeated tempering, it is possible to grasp the essentials.
"Well, Brother Jiang is right. According to this progress, Brother Hanyan will definitely teach Nie Heimian a hard lesson tomorrow afternoon." Ling Baobao picked up the snake-shaped scrap iron and said happily.
"Okay, don't comfort me. From this point of view, the chances of me being kicked out of the Sword-Forging Hall are much higher." Mu Hanyan didn't want to grow other people's ambition to destroy his own prestige, but he didn't want to deceive himself.
"I'm not consoling you, I'm telling the truth. Your technique has actually been refined. The only difference is the heat. As long as you master the heat, there will be no problem at all." Ling Baobao said.
"I know what you said, but how can this heat be so easy to master?" Mu Hanyan smiled bitterly and said.
Everyone will say the truth, but it may not be so easy to do it.
"For others, it's really not easy to master the heat, but if I help you, it will be easy." Ling Baobao said confidently, and slowly extended his hand as he spoke.
A pure white light slowly appeared on his finger dust, swaying like a flame.
"This is..." Looking at his fingertips, Mu Hanyan and the others were all shocked.
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The night passed in a hurry, and the next day, just after the afternoon, the dozens of disciples came to the Sword Casting Hall.
However, when they arrived, the disciples from the famous colleges had already arrived first, and the disciples from the outer colleges who were qualified to observe and study from an angle had already been driven outside the door, and they had been watching from a distance from the window. Those disciples of the outer court with a lower status are now not even qualified to watch the excitement.
What happened in the Sword Casting Hall yesterday, as if the box had grown wings, spread all over Longyan Academy overnight. Everyone can guess that Nie Fangsheng was trying to make things difficult for Mu Hanyan, but the news that Qiu Yongcheng’s cultivation base was completely abolished by Mu Hanyan’s previous rectification also spread throughout the academy, so all the tutors were all sad, and no one stood up for it. Mu Hanyan presided over justice.
Then again, Mu Hanyan's master Gong Hongru was one of the three masters of the academy, and he didn't even say much.
The mentors didn't care, the disciples were naturally happy to watch the fun, and they didn't bother to pay attention to what was right and wrong, and were just curious about Mu Hanyan.
On the first day she was admitted to the hospital, she passed the trial of the Beast Soul Hall, and also ruined a mentor's cultivation. On the second day, she was so harassed by Nie Fangsheng, the first swordsmith master of the academy. I don't know if she can create miracles again. An unexpected "surprise" for everyone.
"Why haven't you come yet? Mu Hanyan didn't dare to come because he was afraid of shame." After waiting for a long time, someone said impatiently.
"It shouldn't be. That Mu Hanyan has passed the trial of the Beast Soul Hall, and now is the time when the limelight is in full swing. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to back down like this?"
"So shameful, it's not shameful to be kicked out of the sword casting hall by Master Nie? Do you think that sword casting is so easy to learn, Master Nie is the first sword casting master of our Longyan Academy. It took three years to achieve a small success, and Mu Hanyan heard Master Nie teach it once yesterday, and then realized it overnight, how could it be forged into the shape of a blood gall sword, and forged into a blood gall sword bone?" Someone said otherwise. .
"That's right, if it's me, it's better to just avoid the limelight and keep some face, so that people won't see a joke." The man nodded and said with conviction.
"Hmph, he's smart, he knows that retreat is the way to advance, but it's a pity that he plotted to frame my third uncle, and he has already committed public anger. If he can escape this time, can he escape the next time, unless he follows Lord Gong only You don't need to learn anything about other strange arts, otherwise I see how long she can hide?" Seeing that the time was getting closer, Mu Hanyan still didn't show up, Qiu Zizhong thought she was too It is about to retreat, said sarcastically.
"Who told you that I was going to hide, I'm really sorry, I always let you down." Mu Hanyan's voice sounded just at this moment.
The Sword Casting Hall, which had been noisy just now, suddenly returned to its silence, and everyone looked at Mu Hanyan in astonishment.
If he really dares to come, is he really not afraid of losing face? The rumors are right, this Mu Hanyan is really courageous.
(The body of Han Yan's daughter will definitely be revealed this month! Believe me, believe me, believe me!)