Chapter 204

Half a month passed in a hurry.

On this day, Jingzhou, TieMa city.

Martial artists gather, and the crowd is like a weave.

The sword casting villa in TieMa city is famous in the Jianghu. It has always been known as the "ancestor of weapons" and has contacts with all major sects. In particular, the four sword sects of the heavy Dynasty practice swordsmanship and are unique in the tail Mars region. The magic soldiers of the sword sect have been the masterpieces of the sword casting villa in all dynasties.

Because the iron horse city is the center of the foundry, and the city has a very developed casting technology. All kinds of weapons made of copper juice and molten iron can be seen everywhere in the city. Iron oak makes the city look like a soldier who is ready to fight, full of Xiao killing feeling. It is really a golden iron horse.

Chen Mo entered the iron horse city with the carriage of the West Branch, and the team played the flag of the West Branch, unimpeded all the way, and was envied by countless martial artists around. But at this time, Chen Mo is sleeping soundly in the car. Jin fu'er sat opposite and kept looking at Chen Mo, his eyes worshipped and a little worried. Chen Mo has been familiar with casting in Daqi Wan for half a month. Being accompanied by lung fire every day and night made Jin fu'er once again confirm that he was not expected to endure hardship at all, and that ordinary martial artists could not bear any hardship.

Chen Mo's persistence made Jin fu'er dumbfounded.

Now, seeing Chen Mo asleep unprepared, he is a little worried that his body can't bear it. However, he doesn't know that although Chen Mo is asleep, the nose locking technique has been playing a role. The pores of his body are extremely sensitive to the external breath, and no wind or grass can escape. Chen Mo also knows the complicated emotions in the fat man's heart, but he is too lazy to pay attention to his fake death.

The car bumped slowly like a cradle, and I don't know how long it finally stopped.

"Young master, here comes the forge sword villa." The voice of subordinates came from outside.

Jin Fuer is hesitating whether to wake Chen Mo up.

Chen Mo opened his eyes, and Jin Fu was happy: "brother Shi Jin, you woke up just in time, and we arrived."

Chen Mo took out a mask that covered the half mask and put it on. This carefully cast mask covered the lips, like a mask.

Outside the carriage, Jin Wuliang is waiting for Chen Mo with several big managers. This time, the big managers also took their apprentices to participate in four sword wiping activities to give them a glimpse of the world and increase their experience.

"Helmsman, are you really determined to let that boy take part in such an important competition?" Up to now, several people in charge of Yun are still a little unwilling that a foundry who suddenly appears can become the Savior of the West Branch.

"I'll make up my mind. This matter has to be mentioned again."

Jin Wuliang frowned and said unhappily.

Cloud steward can only keep silent.

"Yun Lao, you are too concerned. As far as I know, this stone and gold Taoist friend recognized all valuable materials in daqiwan for half a month, and even many casting skills understand better than us. This time, the West Branch is expected." A female steward made a difference.

"I hope so." The cloud steward is tough.

Chen Mo and Jin Fu got out of the carriage and walked towards them. Seeing Chen Mo wearing a half mask, the stewards were stunned. The mask was made very strangely, like an assassin, but it was carved with layers of dragon scales, which looked extraordinary. Chen Mo was already mysterious in their eyes. Under this mask, it felt full of cold and ruthless sculptures.

Even the cloud steward couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

The heart is like a solid iron, and the mind is like a rock!

The heart is like iron and the mind is like stone. When casting an object, the iron like will can be instilled into the object, which makes the object more powerful. But few founders can really achieve it. The boy in front of him can bring this feeling to him.

After looking at his apprentice again, his jealousy and impatience were at a glance. It was completely different, and Yun Lao couldn't help sighing.

Jin Wuliang smiled.

"Was this mask made by Taoist Shijin himself?" A steward asked.

"Well, I tried." Chen Mo replied.

"Oh, yes, the casting skill has reached the state of perfection." Everyone praised.

"But why cast such a strange mask?" Foundry masters like to engrave their own marks on weapons, that is to say, every foundry master is very willing for other martial artists to remember their own appearance, so that his fame will grow.

Only when a foundry master has a strong reputation can he get the friendship of a more powerful monk. Few people like Chen Mo do the opposite to hide their appearance.

"My brother thinks this is more characteristic, hehe." Jin Fuer opened his mouth to explain.

It seemed reasonable for everyone to think about it, and they couldn't help admiring Chen Mo more.

How did they know that Chen Mo did this in order to avoid other people recognizing him? He gained the reputation of white robed Tanhua on Shenwu lift. Although Jianghu and temple are two worlds, it's always good to be careful.

The sword casting villa is located at the top of TieMa city. The outer walls of the villa are made of steel. The real copper walls and iron walls. The 'steps' leading to the villa are also unique. The extension of the steps is like the shape of a sword.

In addition, decorations of various weapons can be seen everywhere.

Just standing at the foot of the villa will make any visiting martial artist feel 'awe' of the foundry. It is really worthy of being the most powerful sect of the foundry, and Chen Mo cannot help admiring it.

Today is the day of the four sword competition. The outer door of the villa is open to the public. All martial artists who love weapons and get invitations are attracted by the name. The traffic is busy and very lively.

Jin Wuliang and his party were famous and immediately attracted the attention of people around them, but perhaps it was because they lost in the first three years, and everyone responded with sympathy.

Chen Mo and Jin Wuliang went to the main hall of Zhujian villa first.

The master of the sword casting villa is a young old man with a hale and hearty face and a red face. The master of the sword casting villa is an intermediate foundry, and his blood is stronger than that of the young martial artist. He was sitting in the hall with his eyes like a torch.

Jin Wuliang and Chen Mo entered the hall and immediately felt the oppression of the old man's eyes.

Chen Mo has known in advance that the West Branch is controlled by the Jin Wuliang Jin family for generations. The West Branch is located in the western region. Although the environment is bad, it is closely related to the alien space. Many foreign merchants come and go, and there are rich mineral spirit sand transactions. It is the most prosperous of the four branches. The sword casting villa has always wanted to fully participate in it, but it can't do anything. This time, the Jin family's cutting off the Foundry Department is the best opportunity, and the sword casting villa owner is also eyeing it, Determined to win the West Branch in this four sword wiping.

"Jin Wuliang, here you are." The sword casting villa leader opened his mouth, and his voice was full of courage.

"The villa leader's spirit is getting better and better. It's really a blessing for the villa." Jin Wuliang holds fists. Both of them are intermediate foundries, but the sword casting villa leader is the most senior, and Jin Wuliang should also remain respectful.

"Of course, the villa leader is looking forward to the four sword wipes this time." Zhujian mountain villa road.

"Jin Wuliang, your West Branch ranked last in the first three years of competition. If you lose again this time, according to the rules, you, the helmsman, will give up." Sitting in the hall, a big eared man laughed.

"It turned out to be the East Branch helmsman Luo. I heard that the villa was also very concerned about the apprentice of helmsman Luo, which made Kim very jealous." Jin Wuliang seems to laugh.

Luo helmsman's apprentice is a young man in his twenty-five or six years old. He looks handsome and has a dark look in his eyes, like a gloomy cumulus cloud. Luo helmsman said, "he deserves to be appreciated by the villa because of his calm talent. If brother Wuliang has such an apprentice, the villa will not treat him badly. Unfortunately, Luo heard that your son Jin Fuer seems to be suffering."

"It's a pity that the Jin family foundry has been famous in the western regions for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, this vein has broken."

"It's really inappropriate. I'm afraid the ancestors of the Jin family will also be sad."

"Brother Jin should reflect on himself."

Others sneered, and Jin Wuliang's expression changed slightly. They said that if Jin Fuer was not really lazy, he would have no apprentice to fight.

In the face of several people's ridicule, Jin Wuliang can only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"Everyone has his own ambition, and he is always good at it. According to the words of several predecessors, he can live up to his own standards. I see that although the second young master of the rich doesn't like casting, the casting skill of the Jin family can still be carried forward."

Chen Mo said.

Seeing that a young man dared to contradict himself, several helmsman were stunned and showed their displeasure.

They then looked at Chen Mo, either sneering or disdaining.

"Is this the apprentice who participated in the competition on behalf of the West Branch?" The sword casting villa leader smiled.

"I heard that the apprentice of the cloud steward is not very good, don't you let him come to the snow before shame?"

"You've never seen this apprentice before."

"I don't think I'm going to lose. Just find someone to lose face in front of everyone."

The atmosphere was unhappy.

Chen Mo was too young, and because of the nasal lock, they stopped breathing. They couldn't feel their strength, and naturally they couldn't perceive the degree of vigorous blood. They just felt that Chen Mo was flat and strange, like a blank paper, and had no casting experience at all.

"Hey, don't be impatient." The villa master of sword casting stopped the crowd: "this Taoist friend of Shi Jin heard that he entered the West Branch only half a month ago, and he can get the respect of Jin Wuliang. It should be some real talent and learning. The villa master will be looking forward to his performance."

Jin Wuliang changed slightly, and the words of the sword maker clearly implied that he knew everything about the West Branch.

"The villa leader can rest assured that immeasurable will not lose the face of the foundry in front of everyone." Jin Wuliang said.

The master of the sword casting villa smiled, and after several people took their seats, they made a brief exchange. After a while, they came down to report the arrival of the North Branch wanrenge. Hearing the name of Wan renge, the three helmsman present, including Jin Wuliang, showed a trace of dignity.

Before Chen Mo came, he had known that among the four branches of the sword casting villa, the apprentice of wanrenge in the North Branch was the strongest. He was known as a handsome foundry generation. He was not only a powerful foundry, but also practiced in the Beiming sword sect and became strong. You know, the top of the four sword sects today is Beiming sword sect, and the daughter of the head of Beiming sword sect, a genius demon, is very popular in the sect's Jianghu, and even some senior monks can't catch up with it.

This time, the four sects wiped out the sword. The North Branch rudder and the North Ming sword sect joined forces, and they almost won.