Chapter 56

Who in the star world doesn't know the name of the ghost swordsman Ou Yezi, who is known as the ancestor of Xingwu. Any weapon in his hand can turn decay into magic, and he is the divine idol of all forgers. However, such a great star name can only be seen for thousands of years, and it can only appear in the central star domain.

It's not too remote to describe an alien region such as the tail Mars region. Suddenly, everyone was very excited to hear the news that old Ding said there was ouyezi. However, someone immediately calmed down. "Even if it's the news of Ou Yezi, don't you need to test us with the dark stone, old Ding? This mistake will be doomed."

"Whether it's worth it or not, you think." Ding Lao didn't change his face and sat upright.

Everyone looked at each other.

Perhaps it was not worth taking the risk, and many foundries retreated bitterly.

"If I pass this test, can I ask for other information?" Chen Mo suddenly said.

Those unhappy foundries looked at him in surprise, with a slight sense of disdain on their faces.

"Young man, you don't think you can really pass?"

"I advise you not to show off your ability. You can't pass the test with your experience."

"Now young people are really newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. They are still too young to know the consequences."

Everyone sneered, and they didn't believe Chen Mo had this ability at all.

Chen Mo frowned, just staring at the old man.

Ding Lao was also a little surprised. He thought that a young foundry like Chen Mo would definitely shrink back. Unexpectedly, he put forward such a request with confidence. "Of course, as long as you pass the test, you can tell you the information you asked about, if you know it."

Chen Mo nods and walks to the box. "Let me try."

"Brother Shi Jin, you can think clearly that the Ming stone is not for fun." The fat man opened his mouth.

"Well."

The ghost stone belongs to the "Yin" ore. this Yin cold force can penetrate the bone marrow and reach the nerve. It can only be controlled by the foundry who has trained the "Dan fire", but it is not as terrible as the rumor that one touch will destroy the arm. Experienced foundry masters can feel the cold feeling of the dark stone.

Although Chen Mo doesn't have much experience, there is a clear statement in the Sutra casting, and he has practiced with the divine fire of God leaving vermilion, so he is more sensitive to Yin.

Putting his hand into the sealed iron box, Chen Mo immediately felt a chill like a thread.

"This boy is really crazy."

"Does he have anything to rely on?"

The crowd stared at him.

Chen Mo moved in his heart, swam away in the cold, grabbed a stone, paused, and calmly said, "black gold, black iron and porous sand." With that, he stretched out his hand and saw that he was holding a black stone in his hand, which seemed to be gold but not gold, with some aura. It was black gold and black iron.

"Good boy! I don't know where to learn?" Ding Lao was surprised. He thought that Chen Mo must be unable to pass this pass. He didn't expect that he could touch the material so soon and even say the spirit sand added when forging the material. This surprised him too much.

"I figured it out. There is no sect." Chen Modao.

"It's amazing. I didn't expect a foundry like you in the Dazhong Dynasty. What's your name, young man?" Ding said admiringly.

"Stone gold."

"Are you interested in joining the sword casting villa? I'm sure you can become an intermediate foundry within three years." Ding Lao smiled.

"I still have many places I want to see. I haven't planned to see it yet. Thank you for your kindness." Chen Mo declined politely.

Old Ding hehe smiled: "it's best for young people to walk more, but I said this. If Shi Xiaodi is interested, he can come to Xizhou daqiwan to find me at any time."

"Thank you."

There are a bunch of 30-40-year-old foundries around. There is no mistake. This guy can actually get the invitation of Ding Lao, even if they are foundry again, it is difficult to get this qualification.

"Hum, I can also."

A twenty-five or six foundry master was not convinced and walked to the box without shame. He couldn't stand that he would lose to a suckling boy. The young man smiled coldly and reached out and grabbed into the box.

Chen Mo shook his head silently. He was so impulsive that he would definitely come to a bad end.

Sure enough.

The young man's face suddenly changed, and his face was as gray as death. Ah, with a scream, his hand was thrown out, and a black stone ball flew out. At the first sight, old Ding bowed his fingers a little, and angrily beat out to cover the black ball.

It's the hell ball.

"Help me, Ding Lao help me." The young man fell to the ground and rolled, screaming, and the whole arm was swallowed by black gas, and his muscles were blackened.

"Brother Yu is at least the leader of our foundry generation. How can he be so impulsive." Ding Lao sighed slightly, which was a pity. He could see that the youth's talent was not low. He waved his hand and lifted the youth out with two subordinates.

Dong.

The hell ball fell into the box again.

Ding Lao, as if nothing had happened, said faintly, "who else is willing to have a try?"

Seeing the tragedy of Yu Qingnian, all the forgers turned pale and lost their courage. Most people smiled and retreated respectfully. Looking at Chen Mo, they were unwilling and jealous. The few remaining foundries have been dedicated to casting for decades, and they still have this confidence.

A few hours later, a total of more than ten foundries, including Chen Mo, attended the banquet. Chen Mo found that the fat man was among them, but the fat man had not been tested, but others were not surprised by his appearance.

After sitting down.

Gourd and fruit delicacies came to the table.

The first part of the exchange banquet is the exhibition. All the foundries took out their most proud foundry works and showed them to Ding Lao. Although Ding Lao is not a foundry, he also has a certain position in the sword casting villa. He is in charge of one of the affairs of daqiwan, and has a very high level of weapon appreciation.

"My gold wire big ring knife is made of Luoyang Gold and added lead sand wire, which has reached the level of level 6." A man took out a big knife that was interlocked with each other, and his tone was aggressive.

He glanced at Chen Mo proudly when he introduced him.

In the previous test, maybe this teenager did have some standards, but that can only be regarded as good luck. The real strength of a foundry depends on the weapon forged by himself. Although this big knife is a very common weapon in the star world, the interlocking knife holes do show the fineness of the foundry.

Ding Lao ordered a praise.

Others were encouraged, and also came up with their own proud works.

Swords, sticks, forks, axes, hammers, halberds and weapons are almost mainstream. Everyone praised each other, which was very harmonious.

Finally, the present foundry cast their eyes on Chen mo.

In the field, only he remained unmoved and showed no interest in the weapons forged by the junior foundry.

"Why, master Shi Jin doesn't come up with his own works?"

"Can't you actually make it?"

"I can also understand that you are too young after all. The most important thing is to have theoretical experience. Don't learn from Zhao Kuo."

"Master Gang, you're wrong. Zhao Kuo's armchair talk is very powerful."

"Hahahaha."

Several people burst out laughing. They had been immersed in casting for half a life before they finally reached the current level. Now they see a 16-year-old boy sitting with themselves. Of course, they are very unconvinced.

Seeing that Chen Mo couldn't take out the casting works, everyone took the opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction.

"You guys know farts. Brother Shi Jin is very young and has enough capital to make things like you." The fat man scolded, and the foundry workers smiled.

"In that case, it doesn't matter."

"I have one thing I want to ask elder Ding to try." Chen Mo finally spoke.

"Oh?" Ding Lao raised his eyebrows.

"Master Ding now knows nothing about geometry." Chen Mo asked.

"Three flowers on the top - late stage of shenhuajing." Ding Lao smiled.

Chen Mo laughed and said, "I'm afraid it's as easy as a palm to kill master Ding with one blow."

"Almost so." Ding Lao nodded. He saw that Chen Mo had not reached the level of the top three flowers, but the person with Qi and blood could not stand his palm.

"Then please hit me with a palm. I want to have a try." Chen Mo's words made everyone shudder and gape.

"Are you crazy?"

"Let the martial artist of shenhuajing slap you?"

"It's too much."

Old Ding vaguely understood, "well, I'll try." The old man didn't use all his strength. When he breathed, three flowers appeared together, and his breath ran through his arms.

Everyone sneered at Chen Mo as if he were looking at a dead man. Let the top three flowers try their palms. The boy is afraid to be crushed to pieces.

The old man moved.

The palm print fell on Chen Mo's chest, silently, and suddenly exploded. When Chen Merton felt the pressure crushing his muscles and bones, as if they were broken, and a huge breath penetrated into his body.

What a powerful force.

The strength of the top three flowers?

Chen Mo's body tightened and his Qi and blood flowed. Unexpectedly, he stood firm and stunned people.

The chest clothes were torn open, revealing a black scale armor.

"Is this armour?" Everyone was surprised.

Chen Mo rubbed his chest, letting the little air in his chest dissipate, "I accept."

"You made this yourself?" Ding Lao said in surprise.

"Well, I was lucky to get a piece of monster skin." Chen Mo nods.

Old Ding looked at it carefully for a while and admired it again and again.

"Awesome, awesome. I can forge armor at a young age. It's the first time I've seen it."

Ding Lao used his strength to personally verify that this dress is strong. All the foundry masters can't doubt it. Looking at Chen Mo, it's just a little ridiculous.

Where on earth did this boy jump out.

When was there such a rebellious foundry in the imperial court of Dazhong.

After each exhibition, the exchange of casting experience will follow. Generally speaking, the foundry will encounter various problems when casting weapons. Even the most perfect work will have defects as long as it does not reach the level of superb.

The exchange meeting is to exchange experience, and other foundries point out shortcomings and suggestions.

However, everyone is a junior foundry at the peak level. To be honest, other foundries also feel distressed about the thorny problems they encounter.

For example, the matching proportion of weapons and Lingshi Lingsha, what fire is used to forge, what water is used to cool, and so on can not be solved at the moment. Even old Ding can only reluctantly give an opinion. In the past, this banquet was more like the forgers showing off their abilities to each other and building their own.

But when Chen Mo took out a treasure armor that could resist three flowers and one palm on the top, all the boasting voices were silent.

In front of that wonderful black Python scale, the weapon they made simply turned into a pile of scrap iron.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Chen Mo opened his mouth.

"I don't know if you have any experience of spiritual injection. To be honest, I still know nothing about this."

Everyone was stunned and stared at Chen mo.

That expression was like swallowing ten eggs alive.

Did you say something wrong?

Chen Mo winked.

"Brother Shi Jin is indeed a genius. His realm is too high compared with that of ordinary foundries. Hehe, this is the field that intermediate foundries will get involved in." Ding Lao explained.

Chen Mo suddenly realized.

Intermediate foundry.

There are not ten dynasties in the whole country.