"It's more than just embarrassing. I was almost kicked out of the Sword Forging Hall." Ling Baobao said.
"What's going on?" Huayue and the others were shocked.
After listening to Baobao Ling's story, they all gritted their teeth in anger.
"I really didn't expect that Nie Fangsheng, as a teacher, would be so narrow-minded and mean-spirited. He really is a teacher in vain." Huayue and Zirong said indignantly.
"I'm going to kill him now!" Jiang Yuzhe was even more neat, and walked out after speaking.
A few black lines stood up on Mu Hanyan's forehead, and he looked at Jiang Yuzhe in a daze, why did this guy become so cruel and violent? The ghost sword Jiang Yuzhe in the previous life was famous for his elusiveness and strange moves, but when it comes to the level of ferocity, it is still far inferior to the ruthless Huayue, and slightly inferior to the appearance of the temperament. The most ruthless person has become him.
Could it be that the legendary person who is close to vermilion, red and black, who is black and green is better than blue because of blue, or it is because he has completely learned the enchantment of shape-shifting and shadow-changing, so that his self-confidence is extremely inflated.
"Forget it, let him go for now." Mu Hanyan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and persuaded Jiang Yuzhe.
Although Nie Fangsheng is also a fifth-level sword master like himself, but Jiang Yuzhe is also a master of the sword master realm. With the realm of shape-shifting and ghost-like shadowless swordsmanship, he might really be able to kill if he has no intention of doing calculations. Got him.
Nie Fangsheng was making things difficult for him. If he died, even a fool would contact him.
On the first day of admission to the hospital, the two college tutors suffered disasters because of her, one died and the other was disabled. She was not only a target of public criticism, she would undoubtedly become Longyan's public enemy, and she didn't want to make such a show.
"How could he let him go so easily when he made things difficult for you?" Jiang Yuzhe said unwillingly.
"Hmph, it's just a trick that doesn't work. I'm afraid of him? He wants to see my sword-making skills, so I'll let him see it." Mu Hanyan said disdainfully.
"Are you really going to forge a sword?" The eyes of Huayue and the others became weird.
To put it bluntly, Mu Hanyan was a miraculous existence in their minds, as if there was nothing that could make him difficult. But when it comes to sword casting... They have seen Mu Hanyan's sword casting skills with their own eyes, and the power is indeed not small, but the shape of the sword... If you have to use one word to describe it, it is ugly, if you use two words to describe it , is extremely ugly, if it is described in three words, it is very ugly, if it is described in four words, it is so ugly.
Forget it, but in short, Nie Fangsheng used casting and forging bones to make things difficult for Mu Hanyan, which really hit Miss Mu's fatal vital point.
"Don't underestimate me. Although Nie Fangsheng's character is despicable, he is really outstanding when it comes to sword-forging skills. I have learned a lot from watching his sword-forging skills today. The second technique is also quite insightful, the sword casting technique is by no means the same as Wuxia Amon in the past."
"Really?" Huayue and the others asked weakly, obviously expressing deep doubts about Miss Mu's words.
"Forget it, I won't tell you too much, you'll know in a while." Mu Hanyan was too lazy to be familiar with these fast-sighted guys.
While talking, there was a groaning sound coming from outside, and the three brothers Tan and Yushu Linfeng carried a huge sword-making furnace into the yard.
This sword casting stove is covered in red gold, with beautiful runes engraved on it. Obviously, it also has the blessing of formations, which is very good for gathering firepower. It is much better than Mu Hanyan's previous blacksmith stove.
In addition to the sword casting furnace, Tan Yu also bought a small amount of refined iron for Mu Hanyan's practice.
"Raise the fire, turn on the furnace." Mu Hanyan rolled up her sleeves, looking like a master swordsmith.
Gu Yushu was going to cook, but when he saw Mu Hanyan's demeanor of a master swordsmith, he couldn't move anymore, and his face was fascinated and admired.
Anyway, the cultivation level has reached their level, let alone a meal, even if they don’t eat or drink for ten days and a half months, it’s fine. If there is a pill, it can last longer, so whether to cook this meal or not It doesn't matter anymore.
Huayue and the others lighted the fire with ease, pulled the bellows, and soon, a faint blue fire floated out, condensed and never scattered.
Under the expectant eyes of Huayue, Tan Yu and others, Mu Hanyan picked up a piece of fine iron with his left hand, and a sword-making hammer with his right hand.
With a flip of the wrist, the hammer drew a beautiful arc and landed on the refined iron. Melting iron, breaking gold, flowing silver, hitting the top, casting the front, casting the handle... A series of exquisite sword-casting techniques are also presented from Mu Hanyan's hands.
Huayue and the others were slightly startled, and looked at Mu Hanyan in amazement. It was the first time they had seen such an exquisite sword-casting technique. Like Mu Hanyan, Tan Yu and others before, they couldn't help being fascinated.
No wonder Mu Hanyan is so confident. It seems that she is not blindly arrogant, but has a real understanding of Nie Fangcheng's sword-making skills.
Tan Yu and the others were also full of admiration. Compared with Nie Fangsheng's powerful sword-forging technique, Mu Hanyan's twelve-style sword-forging technique is more suitable for movement, stillness, hardness and softness, and is more full of beauty. Obviously, Mu Hanyan not only memorized the formulas and tricks, but also gained some insight as he himself said.
Their eyes also became more expectant.
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At the same time, in the Sword Forging Hall, Qiu Zizhong was sitting opposite Nie Fangsheng, with a look of anxiety on his face.
"Lord Nie, why don't you just drive Mu Hanyan out of the Jianjian Hall, why do you have to go through all this trouble?" Qiu Zizhong said unwillingly.
"Zizhong, you are also an old disciple of the college. You should know that the college has its rules. Although I am a mentor, I can't just drive my disciples out just because of my likes and dislikes. What's more, Mu Hanyan is Gong Hongru's disciple." Disciple, if I go too far and annoy that old guy, I'm afraid it won't end well." Nie Fangsheng said.
"I'm sorry Master Nie, I was reckless." Qiu Zizhong realized that he was too impatient and said apologetically.
"It's okay, I know that you are eager to take revenge. Mr. Qiu has served Longyan Academy for many years, but he ended up like this. As a descendant of the Qiu family, it is normal for you to take revenge.
Don't worry, I will drive Mu Hanyan out of Jianjian Hall tomorrow, and let out a bad breath. "Nie Fangsheng waved his hand and said comfortingly.
"Master Nie, I heard that you thought that the two methods of casting and forging bones would test Mu Hanyan, and you also said that as long as he can forge the shape of a blood gallbladder sword and forge it into a blood gallbladder sword bone, he will pass on the ancestral sword casting method to Mu Hanyan. Isn't it a bit sloppy for her?" Qiu Zizhong said worriedly.