Chapter 770 Evil Artifact Master
“Evil Sword…”
Ink painting''s mind moves slightly.
At this time, there were two people standing in the sword-casting room.
One person was Ouyang Mu. He was wearing shackles and stood in front of the green fire bone furnace and rows of blood-colored swords, his face slightly pale.
There is another person who is an old demon cultivator.
He was wearing a gray robe, with a hunched back, a long nose, and was covered in evil spirits.
The old demon cultivator was making a sword. The palms exposed from under the gray robe were thick and rough, covered with black and red blood tumors, and burned scars.
This is an evil weapon master.
Moreover, he is a very experienced evil weapon master, and he has cast many evil swords in his hand.
He looked slightly, looked at Ouyang Mu, and said hoarsely:
"Today, I will teach you to cast a sword."
Ouyang Mu was shocked.
He looked at the surrounding white bones, the fishy blood pool, and a large number of evil embryos, and immediately refused:
“I won’t learn!”
The evil weapon master smiled gloomy.
"Silly boy, this is your chance."
"I have this skill, but others can''t learn it."
Ouyang Mu pursed his lips tightly and shook his head and said, "I won''t learn!"
The evil weapon master glanced at him and snorted coldly, "If it weren''t for the instructions from above, do you think I want to teach you? Silly boy, if I missed this opportunity and wanted to learn in the future, I wouldn''t have the chance..."
Ouyang Mu was like Mutou, without saying a word and looked very stubborn.
The evil weapon master walked around Ouyang Mu, looked him carefully, and nodded slightly, "I have a stubborn temper, but I am a good man."
He looked up slightly and asked, "Are you from the Ouyang family?"
Ouyang Mu had a stern face and didn''t speak.
The evil weapon master snorted coldly, "needless to say, this tough temper and your ordinary appearance are obviously from the Ouyang family."
"Otherwise, they wouldn''t have let me teach you..."
Ouyang Mu was a little surprised and frowned and asked:
"You...who are you? What does it have to do with our Ouyang family?"
When the evil weapon master heard this, he suddenly became angry and embarrassed, "Don''t mention the ''Ouyang'' family to me, let''s talk about it, I will tear your mouth!"
Ouyang Mu was shocked and thought to himself: Why is this old demon cultivator happy and angry? His words are also confused...
But since you are a demon cultivator, it seems normal.
Besides, he seems to be very old. I don’t know how long he has been in this Wan Yao Valley, so he probably won’t have any human nature left.
The evil weapon master looked resentful and lost his patience. He took a piece of white bone and threw it to Ouyang Mu, "Stir these white bones and blended them with the essence and iron."
"You just need to do this today."
“You can leave after you finish.”
Ouyang Mu subconsciously took the bones, but as soon as his palm touched the bones, he felt the coldness of the dead and immediately shrank.
The bones fell to the ground in response.
"What, are you afraid of the bones of death?" The evil weapon master grinned, "Don''t have this kind of cleanliness of good and evil, otherwise you will never become an excellent swordsman."
Ouyang Mu said solemnly: "On the right is the right, and evil is the evil, how can we not distinguish it?"
The evil weapon master smiled meaningfully, "Can you tell me?"
Ouyang Mu said: "You have evil thoughts in your heart, so you can''t tell the difference. If you are determined to follow the right path and have no evil thoughts, how can you not tell the difference?"
The evil weapon master sneered, "Little brat, I don''t know anything, I''m too lazy to tell you."
"I''ll ask you again," his expression became cold, "Do you do this bone, will you practice it?"
Ouyang Mu gritted his teeth and shook his head.
"Okay," the evil weapon master nodded, took out a **** wolf-tooth lock from a corner, and buckled it to Ouyang Mu.
Ouyang Mu wanted to hide, but was grabbed by the evil weapon master''s claws and could not break free.
In a blink of an eye, the blood-stained wolf teeth lock was already tied to him.
The wolf tooth lock instantly seemed to come alive, with iron thorns as if they were fangs, like evil wolf opening their mouths, and biting deeply on Ouyang Mu.
Ouyang Mu felt pain and snorted, then a sense of unyielding desire arises in his heart. He gritted his teeth and endured it desperately.
The evil weapon master raised his eyebrows.
This little brat looked dull and felt ruthless.
The wolf teeth lock became tighter and tighter, and Ouyang Mu''s face became paler and paler.
The evil weapon master said sinisterly:
"This wolf tooth lock is an evil weapon I have exclusively refined. It is in the shape of a wolf''s mouth and has a barbarian like teeth. Once blood is seen, it will be like a vicious wolf biting its prey and will not let go."
"Not only that, there is also a blood groove at the tip of the wolf teeth. Once it bites into the flesh, it will **** your blood like a monster."
"This is my ingenious work," the evil weapon master smiled complacently, looked at Ouyang Mu, and asked with a smile:
“How does it taste?”
Ouyang Mu''s body felt a little cold and could not stop trembling.
The evil weapon master said, "Be obedient, you can practice whatever I ask you to practice, so that you don''t have to suffer, and I can also get a job."
"Anyway, these people were not killed by you, and you don''t know who these bones are."
"You are just a weapon refiner, you can use materials to refine weapons. What else does it have to do with you?"
"As long as you let go, I will untie the wolf tooth lock." The evil weapon master said again.
Ouyang Mu still gritted his teeth and insisted, and remained silent, but the blood on his face had almost lost, and his face was like white paper.
I''m almost unable to hold on.
Mo Hua''s eyes turned cold and he was ready to think about it and think of a way to do this evil weapon master first.
At this moment, the evil weapon master brushed his hand and a wave of evil power was transmitted and flowed into the wolf tooth lock.
The wolf''s teeth lock trembled, like a evil wolf on the chain, and then reluctantly let go of its hideous teeth.
"I''m so stubborn, I''m still holding on until I die..."
The evil weapon master shook his head.
But he was not angry, but his eyes were cold and he became more and more excited.
Those who achieve great things must have perseverance.
If you really reach a certain level, your talent is not rare.
But perseverance is often rarer than innate talent.
Especially when it comes to refining weapons and making swords, superhuman patience and strong perseverance are needed.
"Today, you can go back."
The evil weapon master said lightly, "Come here again tomorrow, but... don''t blame me for not reminding you that you can hold on for one day, not necessarily for three days, seven days, let alone one month."
"I''ve been here in this Ten Thousand Demon Prison, and I can''t escape even if I have wings. It''s impossible for someone to come to save you. Give up as soon as possible and make plans as soon as possible."
"In this world, although demon cultivators are in darkness and everyone is beating, they are not unable to survive."
"You think carefully and do your own things..."
The evil weapon master said a lot.
Ouyang Mu was about to say something, but he lost too much blood and fainted when he fainted.
The evil weapon master waved, called a demon cultivator outside the door, and ordered: "Take it down..."
"yes."
The demon cultivator took Ouyang Mu down.
After a while, Jin Gui walked in and asked, "What''s wrong?"
The evil weapon master said, "I have a hard temper and I need to polish it for a while."
Jin Gui nodded and said, "He lost too much blood. He took the opportunity to feed him the blood pill and replenish some demon blood, so he saved us trouble."
The evil weapon master shook his head, "It''s not sweet to twist melon. If you do this, you will only force him to die. If you don''t surrender from the bottom of your heart and take this step by yourself, you will not be a demon."
Jin Gui had a calm face.
He also understood what this old demon cultivator said.
But his order was rejected, which still made him very upset.
"Don''t waste too much time. The patience of the young master is limited, and don''t delay the young master''s plan."
Jin Gui looked at the old demon cultivator coldly and turned around and left.
The old demon cultivator ignored it, turned his head, took out a white bone, and grinded it on his own.
At the same time, he said in an inaudible voice:
"It''s like this. These demon cultivators just need to use evil weapons to kill people, but the refiners have more things to consider..."
“…The harder the material, the more precious it is.”
"But no matter how hard the material is, it will deform after being tempered for a long time, and will be cast into evil weapons according to my wishes."
“…I will stay with me forever…”
…
The ink painting on the roof frowned slightly when he heard this, and then quietly left.
After leaving, Mo Hua recorded the location of the evil weapon room, and found several spiritual pivot formations along the way, avoiding the patrol demon cultivator, quietly repairing them, and then covered with mud and stone to cover the formation patterns so as not to be discovered.
After doing this, Mo Hua returned to prison.
Ouyang Mu has been sent back.
He lay on the ground, his anger was as angry as a flower, his face was as white as paper, and he was trembling slightly, obviously enduring the severe pain.
The demon cultivator will not kill him for the time being, but if the little wood fails to fulfill the demon cultivator''s wishes, he will inevitably suffer a lot.
And what happened next is hard to say.
These demon cultivators are mentally ill, irritable, and don’t know what crazy things they will do.
Mo Hua sighed.
The dog-headed demon cultivator who was guarding the prison was gone, Mo Hua showed up.
Song Jian was startled by the sudden appearance of ink painting.
On the contrary, Linghu''s eyes lit up with a worried smile on his face.
"The demon cultivator gave me a pill, I didn''t dare to feed Junior Brother Mu..." Linghu said with a smile.
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.
Although according to the news he overheard, this pill should not be tampered with, be careful to sail for ten thousand years, and you can avoid eating it or not.
Mo Hua took out a few blood recovery pills, a small return pill, and several elixirs to nourish blood and qi, and took Ouyang Mu.
Ouyang Mu''s complexion improved a lot in an instant.
The wounds also began to heal gradually. "The elixir given by Aunt Wan is so good..." Mo Hua said silently in her heart.
Otherwise, you won’t have any spirit stones to buy these precious elixirs.
After a moment, Ouyang Mu''s loss of blood had improved a lot, so he murmured in a low voice:
"Thank you... Senior Brother Mo..."
Mo Hua shook her head, "It''s okay."
"Just..." Mo Hua frowned, "You have to go there tomorrow. What will you do if the evil weapon master forces you to refine evil weapons?"
Ouyang Mu was stunned and realized that Mo Hua had just seen everything about the evil weapon room.
The demon cultivator made a temporary intention to bring the remote evil weapon room he brought to, and the door was closed, which seemed very tight.
This can be mixed in by Senior Brother Mo...
"Senior Brother Mo is really powerful..."
Ouyang Mu said silently in his heart.
As for the matter of refining evil weapons.
Ouyang Mu said seriously: "I am a disciple of the Ouyang family in Taiamen. I can''t practice evil magic weapons even if I kill them!"
Ink painting thought about it for a while, and suddenly said:
"Actually, it''s not impossible to practice..."
Ouyang Mu was stunned: "Senior Brother..."
Mo Hua whispered, "Little idiot, let you pretend to practice and fool it casually. Otherwise, if you have such a straightforward temper, you will lose your life if you bite the wolf teeth lock a few times."
"But..." Ouyang Mu hesitated.
"Nothing is wrong, but I''m in a hurry to follow the power, and..."
Mo Hua recalled the little things about the evil weapon master in his mind, and said slowly:
"That evil weapon master is obviously an experienced old sword-casting master. His sword-casting skills must be superb, and his skills are probably extraordinary."
"Although there are differences between good and evil things like skills, they are not as clearly distinguished as you think. Just choose the good ones and learn them, and just abandon the bad ones."
Ouyang Mu was still a little worried, "What if I can''t tell the difference and learn bad things..."
If you learn to refine weapons with an evil weapon master, you may not pay attention and the road will go wrong.
Mo Hua said: "It''s okay, I''m familiar with this."
I have learned the secrets and tricks from my terrifying master.
It is naturally no problem to learn some sword-casting skills from an old demon cultivator.
Of course, it is mainly about learning small wood.
Just "instruct" yourself.
"I will teach you how to do it at that time." Mo Hua said.
"Teaching me?"
"Um."
Ouyang Mu was puzzled, "How to teach?"
"You wait first, have a good rest, I''ll go back and study..."
Mo Hua said, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Only Ling Hu Xiao and Ouyang Mu looked at each other, with a confused expression, not knowing what the **** was selling in the ink painting gourd.
Song Jian also looked dazed.
Mo Hua quietly crawled back to the formation primaries room.
In the formation primary room, he flipped through his storage bag and used all the formation materials he could use, and then he "developed" a secret "Sentence Order".
One end of the order to pass on the letter is a jade slip.
On the other end, there is a hand towel.
The structure of the fixed magnetic pattern was built by him now and it was one-way.
The formation involved is the Yuan Magnetic Fire Formation.
He has learned this Yuanmagnetic array for a long time, but this kind of array is easy to learn but difficult to master, and he has never used it much.
Now it comes in handy.
Mo Hua climbed back to the prison, handed the scarf to Ouyang Mu, and told him:
"You wrap this scarf around your arm and see the evil weapon master tomorrow. What should you say and what should you do? I will teach you on the spot."
Ouyang Mu opened his mouth wide.
This is OK?
He looked at the square scarf in his hand and felt that this was the same as the sect''s assessment. Some people used "cheats" when cheating.
And the answer was given on the spot.
"Then I... will agree to that old... evil weapon master tomorrow?" Ouyang Mu asked with some uncertainty.
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.
He thought about it for a while and said:
"But you can''t be too obvious, otherwise you won''t follow the battle today and will follow the ''evil'' tomorrow. He will definitely know that you have a problem."
"So, you have to learn to ''act''..."
"Play?" Ouyang Mu was stunned.
"Play!" Mo Hua nodded, and then patiently explained to him how to act this drama, "You go tomorrow, but you should refuse first."
"…After a moment of stubbornness, I showed a little desire for swordsmanship, and my expression was a little shaken, as if I was attracted by the profound sword nature of the evil sword..."
"Then, I just refuse, but I look compromised, pretending that I can''t refuse..."
Ink painting said it in detail and asked:
“Did you remember?”
Ouyang Mu nodded, then shook his head again.
He seemed to understand, but he didn''t understand what Mo Hua was talking about.
After all, he has always been an honest child. He suddenly has to learn to act and learn to deceive people, but he still can''t get by.
Ink painting patiently explained it again, and then said:
"You perform it first and show it to me."
Ouyang Mu made an expression as he said in Mo Hua.
Mo Hua commented: "It''s too stiff, with a very unfamiliar expression, not sincere enough, and not natural enough..."
"I will do it first and teach you a lesson."
Then Mo Hua learned from Ouyang Mu, with a serious face, like a small wood.
After that, my eyes were slightly bright, as if I saw a baby; then my eyes dodged to show my heart''s shaking; I gritted my teeth slightly to show my inner entanglement; then I sighed, as if I finally made up my mind and decided to compromise...
In just ten breaths, the expression of the ink painting changed several times, as natural and smooth as drinking water.
Ouyang Mu was stunned and finally couldn''t help but murmur:
"I am worthy of being Senior Brother Mo, so amazing..."
I won’t talk about the formation, even acting is so good.
Linghu Xiao and Song Jian on the side had complicated expressions and didn''t know what to say.
"Do you understand?" Mo Hua calmed down and asked Ouyang Mu.
Ouyang Mu nodded, "I probably understand a little..."
"It''s okay, you take the time to practice. You are introverted by nature, a little dull and unrestrained, so you will definitely suffer a loss, so you will learn some acting skills and will definitely be able to use it in the future."
Mo Hua reminded again.
Ouyang Mu nodded in a vague way.
So that night, Ouyang Mujin followed the instructions of Mo Hua and was practicing various subtle expressions.
The next day, another demon cultivator opened the door.
Ouyang Mu was escorted by a demon cultivator and sent to yesterday''s evil weapon room.
The elderly and hunched old demon cultivator, that is, the evil formation master, has been waiting among the weapon refiners.
I don’t know if he came early or had been staying in the refining room, but he had never left the door.
After Ouyang Mu entered the door, the evil weapon master did not talk nonsense. As yesterday, he handed him a piece of white bone.
"Refined this bone..."
The evil weapon master ordered.
Ouyang Mujin followed Mo Hua''s instructions and first shook his head and refused:
“I won’t practice!”
But his expression was a little stiff and not smooth enough.
"There are flaws... but I barely pass the exam." Mo Hua commented silently in his heart.
The evil weapon master didn''t know, and he didn''t expect that after one night, Ouyang Mu would have so many "flowers".
The evil weapon master did not doubt that he was, and still sneered, "Then you should suffer a little more."
He took out the wolf tooth lock and bit Ouyang Mu''s body.
Ouyang Mu endured the pain and never spoke up.
After a moment, his expression became more and more painful and ugly.
This is not pretending, because it does hurt.
A moment later, the evil weapon master asked again, "Have you thought about it? If you train these bones, you will suffer less."
"I can, too, pass on my craft to you."
Ouyang Mu didn''t know what to say, so he lowered his head and flipped his sleeves.
There are "lines" given to him by ink painting on the spot.
Ouyang Mu gritted his teeth and read in a straight look:
"I am a Tai''amen monk, a disciple of the Ouyang family. I inherit the most authentic sword-making technique. How could I join you demons who cast evil weapons?"
"I don''t take your evil and insulting skills seriously at all!"
Ouyang Mu''s tone was not natural enough.
But he is an "honest man", and honest man speaks the most annoying.
The evil weapon master was indeed dissatisfied and sneered: "Tai Amen, sword-making skills? Tai Amen took the wrong path, what can he teach you?"
"Follow me, I will teach you the real sword casting."
"Teaching you how to temper blood, how to nourish evil spirits, how to forge sword bones... and even, you can pass on many sword formations..."
The ink painting eavesdropping on it was stunned when he heard this.
Sword formation? !
Is there a sword formation in this old evil weapon master?
Or many sword formations? !
Mo Hua took a deep breath.
"Tianji Yan is sure to deceive me!"
“Master’s copper coins are really amazing!”
"There are so many wools that can be pulled in this Ten Thousand Demons Valley..."
(This chapter ends)