Asking about longevity

"I'll give you this spine."

The ink painting is generous.

Ouyang Mu was flattered for a moment and shook his head repeatedly: "I can't have it..."

"Don't you want to?"

Mo Hua shook the spine in his hand.

Ouyang Mu was completely attracted by the spine, his eyes swayed left and right along the spine, and he couldn't bear to leave.

"First of all, the material of the spirit sword is not very good."

Mo Hua quietly rubbed the sword diagram he had drawn before and threw it into his storage bag.

With a brother who is too good, one can imagine the pressure on Xiaomu.

"How about I sell you three hundred?" Mo Hua said.

The hawk demon was completely strangled by the Broken Gold Sword Qi.

"That's right," Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "How is the level? Is there anything that needs improvement..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment.

One hundred meritorious deeds is considered the normal price.

"A sword is a sword, and a sword formation is a sword formation. The two have nothing to do with each other."

"The materials are a bit cheap and not very strong."

Of course, these are ordinary spirit swords.

"oh."

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows. He had waited for this sentence, and nodded immediately:

It makes perfect sense.

"I will definitely pay it back!"

"That's right," Mo Hua pointed at the sword-making diagram in Ouyang Mu's hand, "For me...that junior fellow in Taixu Sect, who has average weapon-making skills, change the sword-making diagram so that it is as you just said. The change..."

Ouyang Mu felt guilty, "But my sword-making skills are average..."

Generally speaking, by the middle stage of foundation building, disciples can enter Demon Refining Mountain.

"This sword is indeed somewhat different." Mo Hua nodded.

And what he said was something Mo Hua had never noticed before.

"Why didn't your father let you?"

Ouyang Mu, who is usually dull, suddenly became eloquent when he talked about sword making.

When Ouyang Mu heard this, his expression was a little complicated, and finally he sighed, "My father won't let me..."

"These disciples who are studying in the state and practicing swordsmanship have a lot of them, and there is no shortage of small pieces of wood."

"This is a matter of material, followed by form."

Ouyang Mu said: "I will work hard to earn merit..."

Ouyang Mu didn't notice Mo Hua's expression, and continued: "He should be an amateur...not really an amateur, half a layman, half a bucket of water..."

Ouyang Mu took it, glanced at it, and said:

It is impossible for Tai Amen to teach them "Sword Formation" now.

Even if they are both weapon refining, sword making and other weapon refining categories are very different, and they have extremely deep sects.

"There is room for formations in it, but this seems...not the reinforcement or opening formation used by ordinary spirit swords?"

"Senior Brother Mo, I will charge you sixty, and I will refine eight...nine spiritual weapons for you to pay off your debt."

Although Xiaomu needs to practice swordsmanship, he must also earn meritorious deeds before he can practice swordsmanship.

"Tai Amen doesn't know how to cherish such a good sword-making talent..."

Mo Hua thought that he was indeed from Tai Amen, but it was hard to tell at a glance.

He struggled for a long time and said quickly:

Ouyang Mu thought Mo Hua didn't believe it and quickly assured him:

Good tasks are all up for grabs.

Spirit swords will be more expensive.

"No, no," Ouyang Mu said quickly, "I usually give people 40 merits for forging weapons, and only 60 for making swords. One hundred merits is too much. I have little experience and rusty skills, so I'm not worth that much. ”

The two brothers live up to their names, and Senior Brother Feng is like a tall, steady, conspicuous and warm maple tree.

Ouyang Mu handed the refined golden spirit sword to Mo Hua with both hands.

Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu with admiration.

"This sword is very heavy, but the material is not good enough, it is not hard enough, and the spiritual power does not penetrate well..."

Mo Hua was overjoyed and decided to try the sword.

Mo Hua said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Mo, who designed this sword-making diagram?"

As a result, Xiaomu said it was "a complete mess"...

"Besides, Xiao Mumu himself has no talent for swordsmanship, and his temperament is not good at killing. Forcing him to practice swordsmanship would be a mistake..."

Ouyang Mu muttered.

Above the golden spirit sword, the light suddenly surged.

Mo Hua's eyelids twitched and he took a deep breath, "Then what do you think should be done to change it?"

"Tai'amen is now improving because the elders decided to vigorously promote Tai'amen's Tai'a sword technique based on sword-making skills, and carry it forward step by step."

Ouyang Mu said: "This is not a standard spirit sword. It does not use an ordinary formation, but a sword formation."

No matter what, we need to refine Senior Brother Mo’s eight spiritual swords first.

Another eight days passed, and it was Xun's break.

"It's okay," Mo Hua said, "You don't have to worry about the sword formation, just refine the sword."

The bounties within the sect are generally second-grade spiritual weapons. Because they take a long time, the refining fee ranges from fifty to eighty merit, with occasional fluctuations.

"Those who are in the limelight are those who use swords, not those who forge them."

When merit is accumulated, it is like accumulated sand; when used, it is like running water.

"Just...three hundred..."

This sword is not heavy in texture, has a restrained luster, has a precise internal structure, is sharp in shape, and has a lot of exquisite craftsmanship.

Ouyang Mu came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Okay."

If you have a good temperament but lack of ability, you can exercise slowly.

This Senior Brother Mo is such a good person!

"Is the price low?" Mo Hua asked.

Merit is indeed not easy to earn.

"Then eight spiritual swords!"

"Merit?" Mo Hua thought for a moment and nodded, "That's fine, but this spine of the Fire Demon Wolf, according to the general market, costs 800 merits, do you have it?"

Ouyang Mu shook his head, "My father dislikes my poor swordsmanship and is unhappy."

Mo Hua saw his serious face and laughed:

Mo Hua thought for a while and said:

Mo Hua looked at Ouyang Mu again and asked:

"Do you want to be a swordsmith in the future?"

Then he held his breath and concentrated, and operated the Broken Gold Sword Art, using his mind to control the sword and his mind to search for the enemy.

Mo Hua said silently in his heart:

"What's so good about swordsmanship..."

Ouyang Mu looked at Mo Hua's gradually receding back and said gratefully in his heart.

Ouyang Mu was indeed greatly encouraged, and said solemnly: "Brother Mo, don't worry, I will never let you down!"

It's OK for Ouyang Mu to be able to cast an ordinary spirit sword.

The gap between the two brothers is really too big.

Mo Hua sighed, "It's not easy to earn merit."

But if you have good ability but bad character, then there is basically no need to make friends.

"Just do your best, don't feel pressured."

Most disciples' merits are not enough to cover their expenses.

"Generally, if a spirit sword is used for close combat, the material should be hard and the blade should be sharp, and it should be able to cut hair and iron like mud..."

In his impression, Taixu Sect did not seem to have any special sword formation inheritance.

Mo Hua smiled and nodded, but thought to himself, even if you are wrong, I can't hear it...

"If I learn to forge swords, my father will be unhappy..."

Mo Hua sighed.

"Brother Mo, your sword is so strange... It's not the shape of a normal spirit sword..."

Mo Hua didn't need him to know, and he didn't need a "passed-down" spirit sword.

Seeing that Brother Mo, who looked very powerful, recognized him so much, Ouyang Mu's confidence increased greatly.

"For a gold-type spiritual sword, sometimes it is not necessary to use all gold-type materials. Among the five elements, earth produces gold, so using some earth-type monster materials appropriately will have a finishing touch effect..."

The golden light flashed and disappeared in a flash.

No matter how you choose, the result is the same.

Mo Hua nodded, "It's very suitable, you can change it without worry!"

Ouyang Mu said: "My father thought that the reason why Tai Amen was not well-known before was because it paid too much attention to "sword-making."

Mo Hua gave a general market price.

Mo Hua blinked and said vaguely:

"Spiritual swords belong to gold, so it is generally correct to use gold-type monster materials, but these types of materials have poor fusion and are not good for the conduction of spiritual power."

Ouyang Mu shook his head repeatedly, "No, how can I let Senior Brother Mo suffer a loss, I..."

Mo Hua encouraged: "Then don't worry about it, learn what you want to learn."

"It's okay, it's well said."

Ouyang Mu heard this, but shook his head.

Ouyang Mu glanced at Mo Hua and said a little embarrassedly:

Ouyang Mu was stunned, then his face turned red, "I... don't have that much..."

"Eight hundred?!"

Before drawing the sword formation, he could feel the slightest sword energy.

Ouyang Mu nodded, "I don't know anything else, I'm not good at speaking, I'm average at sword training, and I'm stupid at hunting monsters. I'm only happy when I'm forging swords."

After saying that, Mo Hua waved his hand and left.

Mo Hua observed the words and expressions on the side, and suddenly asked: "Little Wood, what do you think of the design of this sword forging diagram?"

"You owe me 500 merits, so, forging a spiritual sword for me is equivalent to paying back 100 merits, and I'll give you the materials."

Then he can only earn merits by forging swords.

These merits were accumulated little by little by forging swords for others.

Mo Hua asked: "Is your father happy that you are practicing swordsmanship now?"

"Okay, Senior Brother Mo!"

Ouyang Mu was stunned.

…

Ouyang Mu was a little surprised when he heard this, "What can I do?"

Mo Hua said to Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu had no confidence in hunting monsters.

"I asked a junior brother in the sect who was in the middle stage of foundation building and had some research on refining to design it..."

"And in the sect, any qualified disciple must learn swordsmanship."

Ouyang Mu lowered his head, his expression changed, and he was hesitant.

Ouyang Mu looked at the sword-making diagram given by Mo Hua several times.

Ouyang Mu was only in the middle stage of foundation building and was still studying in the sect. He certainly didn't know this kind of sword-making.

But he still gritted his teeth and said firmly:

"I want it, but it's not what I got from hunting monsters, I can't have it."

"The sword formation is not sealed, the sword system is open source..."

But even so, he was still a little uneasy and hesitant in his heart.

Ouyang Mu still shook his head, "No merit, no reward."

If you can't grab it, you can only do some low-level tasks and slowly accumulate it.

Mo Hua was very surprised and said in surprise:

At Mo Hua's strong request, Ouyang Mu really changed the formation diagram of the spirit sword for Mo Hua seriously and meticulously.

If you buy this spine of the fire demon wolf, you will owe 500 merits.

At the same time, there are many places where the sect needs to spend merits, such as various exercises, Taoism, refining charts, elixirs, spiritual weapon inheritance, etc.

Mo Hua was a little surprised and looked at him with some admiration.

He now carries the "debt" of 500 merits, and feels that the pressure on his shoulders is very heavy. He doesn't want to disappoint Mo Hua's kindness in giving him the spine of the fire demon wolf, so he urgently wants to do something for Mo Hua.

"Also, the five elements have both "restraint" and "birth."

With three strokes, five divided by two, he drew the Broken Gold Sword Formation on the spirit sword. Because the speed was so fast and the pattern was so special, Ouyang Mu didn't even see clearly what was drawn in the ink drawing.

"I haven't learned the sword formation yet. I have to wait until I enter the inner sect and sign the death contract before the sect can teach it."

Ouyang Mu looked troubled.

His swordsmanship is not enough to support him in earning meritorious service.

"In that case, why not learn something that makes you happier."

After a while, a ferocious falcon soared past in the clear sky.

Ouyang Mu thought for a moment and said slowly: "If Senior Brother Mo doesn't mind, I can refine weapons...I can also forge swords..."

Although he is also a direct descendant of the Ouyang family, when he joins the sect, he must follow the sect's rules and rely on himself in everything.

Ouyang Mu nodded seriously.

He stuffed the backbone of the fire demon wolf into Ouyang Mu's arms, not allowing him to refuse:

It's just sword making, no sword formation is involved. Even if the shape is a bit special, it's not difficult to refine it.

Mo Hua took the spirit sword and was slightly shocked.

Ouyang Mu was startled, "How about what?"

Mo Hua touched his chin, thinking about something and said nothing.

His father was not happy about learning swordsmanship or sword making.

Although this little piece of wood is a bit stubborn, he has a good heart, has principles in doing things, and doesn't like to take advantage of others.

He wasn't sure about going into the mountains to hunt monsters. If something unexpected happened and he couldn't earn any meritorious service and couldn't pay the debt, wouldn't it mean that he was breaking his promise and causing Senior Brother Mo to suffer a loss?

At first glance, it was not on the same level as the flying swords I had used before.

Mo Hua shook his head.

Speaking of this, Ouyang Mu looked a little lonely, "It's just... I'm far behind my brother. Whether it's spiritual roots, cultivation, understanding, temperament, sect's prestige, or how to deal with others, I'm very good at it." Far inferior to big brother..."

Then a golden thread rose into the sky, heading straight towards the ferocious falcon monster in the sky.

He was born in Tai'amen and has an orthodox sword-making heritage. He is better than himself, Master Gu, and other Taixumen disciples.

Ouyang Mugang was about to speak, but when the words came to his lips, he asked carefully:

Ouyang Mu muttered, his face fell, and he said dejectedly: "Senior Brother Mo, I can't refine this kind of spiritual sword..."

"This won't work. Only when the sword is adapted to the sword formation can the power of the sword technique be maximized..."

"That's right," Mo Hua said, "You learn to make swords, but your father is unhappy. You learn swordsmanship, but your father is still unhappy. They are all unhappy anyway, so what does it matter?"

"The appearance is the same, but the structure is different..."

The more Ouyang Mu spoke, the softer his voice became.

Sure enough, every other line is like a mountain.

"Don't think so much, refine the spiritual sword you owe me first."

"OK!"

"There is also the sword formation part. Although it is open source, judging from the formation media layer left behind, this sword formation has no fit with this spiritual sword."

And he had saved these three hundred meritorious deeds for a long time...

So what are you struggling with?

But seeing that the spine at hand was about to disappear, Ouyang Mu was startled and became a little anxious.

The sword energy, which was sharper than before, bloomed in a short period of time, like a golden lotus blooming, completely wrapping the eagle demon, and then smashing its wings, flesh and blood into pieces.

Mo Hua felt a little pain in his heart.

"If we focus on sword energy, the sword body should be thinner and the spiritual power transmission should be better..."

After returning to Tai'amen, he put other things behind for the time being and concentrated on making swords for Mo Hua.

Entering Demon Refining Mountain, as long as you learn quickly, gain experience, and successfully hunt demon beasts and extract materials, it is not difficult to earn merit.

Ouyang Mu was still not very confident after all, so he hesitated and said:

"Is this okay? If I change someone else's sword drawing, wouldn't it be appropriate for me to change it..."

This sword-making diagram was "carefully" designed by him by referring to many spiritual sword diagrams and combining it with the sword formation.

After seeing the ink painting, I was greatly shocked.

Even if there were, it would be impossible to teach it now.

But Ouyang Mu was polite and didn't ask any more questions.

All he had to do was lead him to the "right path" of making swords step by step.

Ouyang Mu muttered while watching:

Ability can be improved, but once the character is broken, it basically cannot be changed.

The orthodox inherited "sword weapon" with the sword array engraved on it is much more expensive, but it is not something that ordinary disciples can make.

Mo Hua handed the sword-making diagram he had prepared in advance to Ouyang Mu.

Ten days passed quickly.

"Just practice like you do!"

"Yeah," Mo Hua nodded. "If you don't want it, forget it."

"Um!"

It was okay not to compare, but when he compared it, he suddenly felt that what he had drawn before was just a piece of shit.

"Only those who can't practice swordsmanship will learn to make swords."

"Senior Brother Mo, what sword do you want to make?"

In the forest of Demon Refining Mountain.

"Then do you want to be a swordsmith?" Mo Hua asked.

He hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Can I owe you first and then pay you back later?"

His little head turned around several times with great effort, and he suddenly realized that Senior Brother Mo's words seemed...

"I am a direct descendant of the Ouyang family. I am watched by many people. I must practice swordsmanship like my brother and set an example for the disciples of the sect."

Mo Hua said: "Senior Brother Feng took care of me before, and now I'll take care of you too. Just take it, it'll be fine."

He didn't know how Brother Mo was going to solve the sword formation issue.

Ouyang Mu, on the other hand, is thin and calm, like a "little wood" who hasn't grown up yet.

Mo Hua didn't expect him to figure it out immediately, but comforted him and said:

This is "professional"!

He is worthy of being a direct disciple of the Ouyang family of Tai Amen.

"Senior Brother Mo, can I buy it with merit?"

Ouyang Mu stayed where he was, holding the fresh wolf demon spine with the residual heat of the flame in his hand, and his heart seemed to be warmed by the blazing flame.

Ouyang Mu felt relieved and commented:

I used some before, but now I only have three hundred left.

"how much do you have?"

Ouyang Mu nodded.

But if it's the other way around, if you learn slowly and fail to hunt monsters many times, it will only make things worse, and it will become harder and harder to earn merit.

Because this was his first time refining this kind of spiritual sword, he was a little unsure about its specific effect, so he only refined one and asked Mo Hua to take a look.

"What the elders and teachers are teaching now is the 'Tai'a Sword Forging Technique' at the level of pure weapon refining, in addition to the sword formation."

And Ouyang Mu was waiting for him as promised.

…

In the blink of an eye, it was Xunxiu, and Mo Hua went to Demon Refining Mountain again.

After drawing the sword formation, Mo Hua came to an open space, looked up at the sky, let go of his consciousness, and searched for prey.

These five hundred meritorious deeds were accumulated little by little by doing tasks on weekdays. I didn't know how long it would take to save them.

"What's wrong?"

Ouyang Mu was talking, and when Mo Hua looked at him with his bright eyes, he suddenly became shy again, "I... just said it casually. If I am wrong, please don't mind, Senior Brother Mo."

He often bargained with people, but this was the first time he encountered such reverse bargaining, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

"How do you pay it back?" Mo Hua's eyes were intriguing and he asked in a persuasive manner.

"Then it's settled. You can hold this spine for now. You can come to the mountain to find me next week, and I'll tell you what kind of sword you want to make."

As soon as Ouyang Mu talked about sword making, he was completely absorbed in it. He immediately took out a pen and paper and showed Mo Hua a drawing on the spot.

…

Ouyang Mu was obviously very embarrassed, "But, my father..."

Seeing this, Mo Hua smiled slightly and said in a kind tone: "If it's not enough, you can do something for me."

The ink painting gesture is to collect the spine of the fire demon wolf.

"It doesn't matter," Mo Hua encouraged, "No one knows everything at the beginning. You can learn and practice slowly."

"It's a mess."

"The shape of this spiritual sword is a bit conflicting."

Moreover, Mo Hua felt that although Xiaomu was a little dull, he was sincere and had a good nature.

Ouyang Mu drew a sword diagram with his hand and said in surprise:

"...It's a sword formation!"

Mo Hua meditated on the spot and placed the golden spirit sword in front of him.

In just a split second, a dazzling golden light exploded.

He died on the spot before even falling to the ground!

What a strong sword!

Mo Hua looked shocked, turned to look at Ouyang Mu who was even more shocked, reached out and patted his shoulder, saying domineeringly:

"From now on, just follow me!"