Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

The two old men had seen many of Tiejing's hundred-forged long swords, so it was not something unusual. However, what surprised them about this sword was not its shape or material.

But the forging method.

"The texture is so even and tight."

"The forging patterns are so beautiful, like waves condensing in one direction..."

Ding——

Elder Zeng stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly, and the long sword rang with a clear sound.

"Good, very good, this is definitely a sharp weapon, and it is the best among them."

"I have never seen such a result in my first weapon casting!"

Elder Zeng has no shortage of famous swords, but looking at this sharp and top-grade Tiejing long sword, he couldn't let it go.

"Give it to you."

Elder Hanhe took the sword and looked at it carefully, making a sound of "tsk tsk" from time to time.

Well, good, this weapon is infused with soul.

The boy forged ten times in one breath, and he really did it! And he did it better than he thought.

"It seems that you have taken my words to heart."

"Hehe, if it weren't for my five-element smelting method, how could the iron essence be tempered five times and quenched again?"

Elder Zeng raised his chin and emphasized.

The strengths of the two skills were perfectly integrated in this boy.

The two old men looked at each other, and they seemed to know what the other wanted to say.

After all, this boy is young, and if he is given full marks, he is afraid that he will be proud.

Besides, this sword has not reached the most perfect state.

At least, it is still a gap compared to the ones they forged.

"In theory, the highest iron essence can be forged into a famous weapon, but the sword you forged is a sharp weapon of the best quality."

"There are still a few places where you are a little lacking."

"I'm all ears."

Li Mo put down the hammer and listened carefully.

This is the life experience of a senior craftsman, which can only be accumulated over time, not martial arts, and martial arts perception may not be deduced.

"First, your understanding of 'swords' is not enough. When forging various types of weapons, the techniques and emphasis are not the same..."

Elder Hanhe and Elder Zeng commented one after another.

Finally.

Elder Zeng concluded:

"There is another point, which cannot be blamed on you, but on the quenching material."

"This quenching oil was used many times by you in a short period of time, causing the oil temperature to be too high, so the last quenching did not achieve the expected effect, otherwise the quality of this iron sword is expected to be improved."

"Xiao Mo... Xiao Mo?"

At this time, Elder Zeng found that Xiao Li the blacksmith was a little distracted, so he stretched out his hand and waved in front of him.

Li Mo's eyes were spinning and his whole body was swollen. He said:

"It seems that it's not just the sword that can't be cooled down."

"Huh?"

"And me."

"Huh??? Hiss..."

Elder Hanhe poked Li Mo's shoulder and found that his body was as hot as a red-hot iron, but the temperature of the fire veins was originally high, so they didn't notice it...

"Oh my god, why is this kid like a freshly baked iron."

"Is he refining his weapons or himself?"

It's not unreasonable to say that he is refining himself.

The Shenzhen Bailian was originally tempered together with himself...

"No, this can't go on..."

A master craftsman and a forging master, after a long silence with solemn expressions, reached a consensus.

We have to "quench the fire" for Xiao Li.

So...

The two old men lifted up the novice blacksmith Xiao Li one after another.

Plop——

He was thrown into the extremely yang part of the fire vein, which began to transform into an extremely yin cold pond.

"Fuck, Xiao Mo seems to have sunk!" Elder Zeng leaned back slightly.

If he stays in this place for too long, I'm afraid there won't be a single hair left.

Elder Han He was anxious: "Catch him up! Aren't you very good at slacking off? Catch him up quickly!"

Elder Zeng blew his beard and glared: "Bullshit, I'm just taking a break from my busy schedule, and you're the best at slacking off!"

"You always catch nothing when you fish, and you jump into the water to catch it, and pretend that you caught it yourself, you're shameless!"

Obviously.

For this new quenching, the two old men have no experience.

......

In the evening, it was a little cold in early spring, and the dead leaves of the big banyan tree in the courtyard rustled. The coldness turned from physical damage to magic damage, drilling out from the bones.

At this point, Qiu Shui Pavilion did not have any smoke rising abnormally, which made it even more deserted.

Because our chef Li is probably sick.

He was stiff when he was carried back by Elder Hanhe, and now he is wrapped in a blanket, sitting there shivering with lifeless eyes, and his eyebrows are frozen.

And the great leader Qin, Shang Wu, is surrounding him with suspicious faces."Yesterday, you were so angry that you looked like you were on fire. How come you are frozen like an ice stick today?"

"I don't know."

Li Mo was also a little confused.

He only remembered that he had tempered his body with the magic treasure Bailian and made a sharp sword, and then his eyes went black and he passed out.

It should be... because he was too angry and passed out?

But why is he frozen all over now?

And not only is he covered in frost, but he also feels like there is a fire burning inside.

Now he says that he is a young man who is cold on the outside but hot on the inside, and no one should be able to refute him...

"Wait for me a while."

Shang Wu scratched his head and walked into the room. When he came back, he was holding a cup in his hand.

He could smell the slightly stimulating smell of alcohol in it.

"Take it."

"Huh? Is this some kind of medicinal wine..."

Li Mo was stunned and took it.

"No, the wine tastes better when it is chilled."

"?"

Sure enough, you can't expect the master to be reliable.

"Let me see."

Qin Yuzhi, the great leader, had a serious face. She put her hand on him like a professional doctor taking a pulse.

Then her brows slowly frowned.

It is well known that the leader Qin is well-informed. Li Mo couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw her frown:

"What's wrong with me?"

"Hiss... your symptoms are actually the extreme yang giving birth to the yin!" Qin Yuzhi's eyes widened.

"!"

Li Mo shuddered, not knowing whether it was from the cold or the fear.

Didn't you say yesterday that you were just a little bit angry, wasn't it far from it?

Why did the extreme yang give birth to the yin suddenly today?

"I'm just kidding you, haha, are you scared?"

"So I'm not the extreme yang giving birth to the yin?"

"I can't tell, because I don't know how to diagnose a disease at all."

"......This is a lie!"

Li Mo's face was full of black lines.

No wonder Qin Yuzhi slept in the Yunmeng Underground Palace for so long, and no one tried to wake her up. It's hard to say that the believers were not careless on purpose.

If you two were a little bit reliable, you wouldn't be completely unreliable!

He felt that staying in Qiushui Pavilion was no different from going to the hospital for a cold in his previous life.

Originally, there was nothing wrong, but maybe Qin Yuzhi and Shang Wu would have to do something.

He took a deep breath, holding on to his stiff body, and prepared to go to Danding Peak to see Elder Xue, although he felt that his condition was not serious and there would be no major problems for the time being.

I'm afraid that something will really go wrong after a long time.

But at this moment, a crisp sound of footsteps came from the stairs of the attic.

Li Mo paused, looked back, and saw the cold and unworldly face of Fairy Han.

Ying Bing looked at Xiao Li at first sight and noticed that he was not in a good state. His originally otherworldly expression suddenly became more solemn, and his eyebrows were deeply furrowed.

"Li Mo, come and sit down."