Asking about longevity

"Evil sword..."

Mo Hua's mind moved slightly.

At this time, there were two people standing in the sword-making room.

One of them was Ouyang Mu, who was wearing shackles and standing in front of a green fire bone furnace and rows of blood-colored swords, his face slightly pale.

There is another person, an old demon cultivator.

He was wearing a gray robe, with a stooped back, a long nose, and an evil aura.

The old demon was currently forging a sword. The palm exposed from under his gray robe was thick and rough, covered with black and red hematomas, and covered with burn scars.

This is an evil weapon master.

Moreover, he is a very experienced evil weapon master who has forged countless evil swords in his hands.

He turned his head slightly, glanced at Ouyang Mu, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Today, I will teach you how to make a sword."

Ouyang Mu was shocked.

He looked at the dense white bones, the smelly blood pool, and the large number of evil weapon embryos around him, and immediately refused:

"I don't want to learn!"

The evil weapon master smiled gloomily.

"Stupid boy, this is your chance."

"What I have is something that others cannot learn even if they want to."

Ouyang Mu pursed his lips tightly, shook his head and said, "I don't want to learn!"

The evil weapon master glanced at him and snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the orders from above, do you think I want to teach you? Silly boy, if you miss this opportunity, if you want to learn in the future, you won't have the chance..."

Ouyang Mu was like a piece of wood. He said nothing and looked very stubborn.

The evil weapon master walked around Ouyang Mu, looked at him carefully, and nodded slightly, "He has a bad temper, but he is a good boy."

He raised his head slightly and asked, "Are you from the Ouyang family?"

Ouyang kept a straight face and said nothing.

The evil weapon master snorted coldly, "Needless to say, with your tough temper and your ordinary appearance, you belong to the Ouyang family at first glance."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to let me teach you..."

Ouyang Mu was a little surprised, frowned and asked:

"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 said, "Don't mention Ouyang's family to me. If you do, I will tear your mouth apart!"

Ouyang Mu was startled, and thought to himself: Why is this old demon cultivator so happy and angry, and so confused in his words...

But since he is a demon cultivator, it seems normal.

Moreover, it seems that he is already very old. He has been in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for who knows how long, and he probably doesn’t have much of his humanity left.

The evil weapon master looked angry and lost his patience. He took a piece of white bone and threw it to Ouyang Mu, "Take this white bone and fuse it with fine iron."

"You only need to do this one thing today."

"When you're done, you can leave."

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 with a sound.

"Why, are you afraid of dead people's bones?" The evil weapon master grinned, "Don't have this kind of righteous and evil mysophobia, otherwise you will never become an outstanding swordsmith."

Ouyang Mu said solemnly: "What is right is right, and what is evil is evil. How can we not distinguish between them?"

The evil weapon master smiled meaningfully, "Can you tell the difference?"

Ouyang Mu said: "You have evil thoughts in your heart, that's why you can't tell the difference. If you wholeheartedly follow the right path and don't have evil thoughts, how can you not be able to tell the difference?"

The evil weapon master sneered, "You little brat, you don't understand anything. I'm too lazy to tell you."

"Let me ask you again," his expression turned cold, "do you practice these bones or not?"

Ouyang Mu gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"Okay," the evil weapon master nodded, took out a bloody wolf lock from a corner, and buckled it towards Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu wanted to hide, but the claws of the evil weapon master grabbed his arm tightly, making him unable to break free.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-stained wolf-tooth lock was already clasped on his body.

The wolf's fang lock instantly seemed to come to life, the iron thorns were like fangs, like a vicious wolf opening its mouth and biting deeply into Ouyang Mu's body.

Ouyang Mu grunted in pain, and then he felt unwilling to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and endured it with all his strength.

The evil weapon master raised his eyebrows.

This brat looks dull, but he feels fierce in his heart.

The wolf's fang lock became tighter and tighter, and Ouyang Mu's face became paler.

The evil weapon master then said sadly:

"This wolf tooth lock is an evil weapon that I exclusively refined. It is shaped like a wolf's mouth and has barbs like teeth. Once it sees blood, it will look like a wolf biting its prey and will not let go."

"Not only that, there are blood grooves at the tips of the wolf fangs. Once they bite into the flesh, they will suck your blood like a monster."

"This is my work of ingenuity," the evil weapon master smiled proudly, looked at Ouyang Mu, and asked with a smile:

"How does it taste?"

Ouyang Mu's body felt a little cold and he couldn't stop trembling.

The evil weapon master said: "Be obedient and practice whatever I ask you to do. This way you don't have to suffer and it's easier for me to do business."

"Anyway, you didn't kill these people. You don't know whose bones these bones belong to."

"You are just a weapon refiner. You can just use the materials to make weapons. What else does it have to do with you?"

"As long as you let go, I will unlock the wolf fang lock." The evil weapon master said again.

Ouyang Mu still gritted his teeth and persisted in silence, but the color on his face had almost disappeared, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.

It looked like I couldn't hold on any longer.

Mo Hua's eyes turned cold, and he was ready to think of a way to make this evil weapon master regardless of the situation.

At this moment, the evil weapon master flicked his hand, and a burst of evil power came out and flowed into the wolf fang lock.

The wolf's fangs trembled, like a chained wolf, and then reluctantly let go of the ferocious fangs.

"You are so stubborn that you still hold on even when you are about to die..."

The evil weapon master shook his head.

But he didn't feel angry. Instead, his eyes flashed coldly and he became more and more excited.

Those who achieve great things must have perseverance.

Once you reach a certain level, talent is not uncommon.

But perseverance is often rarer than innate talent.

Especially in the process of refining weapons and swords, it requires superhuman patience and strong perseverance.

"Today, you can go back."

The evil weapon master said calmly, "You can come back tomorrow, but... don't blame me for not reminding you. If you can survive one day, you may not be able to survive three or seven days, let alone one month."

"You are already in this hell of ten thousand demons. You can't escape even with wings. There is no way anyone will 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 calls for beatings, they are not unable to survive."

"Think it over carefully and take care of yourself..."

The evil weapon master talked a lot.

Ouyang Mugang wanted to say something, but he lost too much blood and fainted.

The evil weapon master waved, called a demon cultivator outside the door, and ordered: "Take him down..."

"yes."

The demon cultivator took Ouyang Mu down.

After a while, Jin Gui walked in and asked, "How's it going?"

The evil weapon master said: "My temper is too tough, I need to temper it for a while."

Jin Gui nodded and added: "He lost too much blood, so we took the opportunity to feed him blood pills and replenish some demon blood, which saved us trouble."

The evil weapon master shook his head, "It's not sweet to force him. If you do this, you will only force him to die. If you don't give in from the heart and take this step yourself, you can't be a monster."

Jin Gui had a sullen face.

He also understood what the old demon cultivator said.

But his order was rejected, which still made him very unhappy.

"Don't waste too much time. Your patience is limited, and don't delay your plans."

Jin Gui looked at the old demon cultivator coldly, turned around and left.

The old demon cultivator turned a deaf ear, turned his head, took out a white bone, and began to grind it on his own.

At the same time, he said in a low and inaudible voice:

"The thing about weapon refining is that these demon cultivators only need to use evil weapons to kill people, but the weapon refining masters have many 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 many times, and it will be molded into an evil weapon according to my wishes."

"...I will always stay with me..."

…

The ink painting on the roof frowned slightly when he heard this, and then quietly left.

After leaving, Mo Hua wrote down the location of the evil weapon room, and found a few more spirit hub arrays along the way. He avoided the patrolling demon cultivators, repaired them quietly, and then covered them with mud and stone to cover the array patterns to avoid being caught. Discover.

After doing this, Mo Hua returned to the prison.

Ouyang Mu has been sent back.

He was lying on the ground, breathless, face as white as paper, and trembling slightly, obviously enduring severe pain.

The demon cultivator won't kill him for the time being, but if Xiaomu doesn't follow the demon cultivator's wish, he will definitely suffer a lot.

And what happens next is even harder to say.

These demon cultivators are out of their minds, irritable and irritable, and may do some crazy things.

Mo Hua sighed.

The dog-headed demon cultivator guarding the prison was not there, and Mo Hua appeared.

Song Jian was startled by the sudden appearance of the ink painting.

On the contrary, Linghu Xiao, who looked worried on the side, his eyes lit up.

"The demon cultivator gave me a pill, but I didn't dare feed it to Junior Brother Mu..." Linghu said with a smile.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Although according to the news he overheard, this elixir should not be tampered with, but he must be careful not to take it if he can.

Mo Hua took out several blood-restoring pills, a small returning pill, and several blood-replenishing pills, and gave them to Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu's complexion instantly improved a lot.

The wounds began to heal gradually.

"The elixir given by Aunt Wan is really good..." Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have the spiritual stones to buy these expensive elixirs.

After a while, Ouyang Mu's exhausted vitality had improved a lot, and he murmured in a low voice:

"Thank you...Senior Brother Mo..."

Mo Hua shook his head, "It's okay."

"It's 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 again?"

Ouyang Mu was startled, and then he realized that what happened in the evil weapon room just now was noticed by Mo Hua.

The demon cultivator made an impromptu decision and took him to a remote evil weapon room. The door was closed and it seemed to be very strict.

This can all be sneaked into by Senior Brother Mo...

"Senior Brother Mo is really a man of great powers..."

Ouyang Mu said silently in his heart.

As for the evil refining weapon.

Ouyang Mu said seriously: "I am a disciple of the Ouyang family of Tai'amen. I can't practice evil magic weapons even if you beat me to death!"

Mo Hua 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 fool, let me pretend to practice for a while and fool you. Otherwise, if you have such an upright temper, you will die if you let the wolf lock bite you a few more times."

"But..." Ouyang Mu hesitated.

"It's nothing but, follow the emergency, and besides..."

Mo Hua recalled every detail of the evil weapon master in his mind, and said slowly:

"The evil weapon master looks like an experienced old swordsmith at first glance. His sword-making skills must be superb, and his abilities are probably extraordinary."

"Although skills can be divided into good and evil, they are not as absolutely clear-cut as you think. Just choose the good ones and learn them, and discard the bad ones."

Ouyang Mu was still a little worried, "What if I can't tell the difference and am a bad learner..."

When learning to refine weapons from an evil weapon master, I'm afraid that if you don't pay attention, your path will go astray.

Mo Hua said: "It's okay, I'm familiar with this."

I had secretly learned the secrets of heaven and earth from my terrifying uncle.

It's easy to learn some sword-making skills from an old demon cultivator.

Of course, it's mainly about learning about small wood.

Just "give guidance" by yourself.

"I will teach you how to do it then." Mo Hua said.

"Taught me?"

"Um."

Ouyang Mu was puzzled, "How to teach?"

"Just wait and have a good rest. I'll go back and do some research..."

Mo Hua said, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu were left looking at each other in confusion, wondering what kind of medicine was being sold in Mo Hua Gourd.

Song Jian also looked dumbfounded.

Mo Hua quietly crawled back to the privy room.

In the formation privy room, he rummaged through his storage bag, used all the available formation materials, and then "developed" a secret version of the "message order" by himself.

At one end of the order was a jade slip.

On the other end, is a handkerchief.

Among them, the structure of the fixed magnetic pattern was built by what he learned and sold now, and it is one-way.

The formation involved is the Yuanci Beacon Formation.

He had learned this magnetic formation a long time ago, but this formation was easy to learn and difficult to master, and he had never used it much.

It comes in handy now.

Mo Hua crawled back to the prison, handed the scarf to Ouyang Mu, and warned:

"Wrap this square scarf around your arm. When you meet 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.

Is this okay?

He glanced at the square scarf in his hand and felt that it was the same as the "cheat sheet" used by the sect when someone cheated in the assessment.

And the answer is given on the spot.

"Then I...promise to that old...evil weapon master tomorrow?" Ouyang Mu asked a little uncertainly.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

He thought for a moment and then said:

"But you can't be too obvious. Otherwise, if you refuse to obey today and continue to be 'evil' tomorrow, he will definitely know that there is something wrong with you."

"So, you have to learn to 'act'..."

"Acting?" Ouyang Mu was stunned.

"Act!" Mo Hua nodded, and then patiently explained to him how to perform this play. "You go tomorrow, but you'd better refuse first."

"...After being stubborn for a while, he showed a little desire for the sword, and his expression was a little shaken, as if he was attracted by the profound sword theory of the evil sword..."

"Then, he refuses with his mouth, but looks compromised, pretending that he can't refuse..."

Mo Hua spoke in detail and asked:

"Remember?"

Ouyang Mu nodded, then shook his head.

He seemed to understand, but he didn't understand what Mo Hua was talking about.

After all, he has always been an honest kid, but suddenly he has to learn to act and lie, but there are still some twists and turns.

Mo Hua patiently explained it again, and then said:

"You act it out first and show it to me."

Ouyang Mu followed what the ink painting said and made an expression.

Mo Hua commented: "It's too stiff, the expression is unfamiliar, the gaze is not sincere enough, and it's not natural enough..."

"In this way, I will do it again first and give you a lesson."

Then Mo Hua imitated Ouyang Mu, with a serious face, like a little wooden boy.

Then his eyes brightened slightly, as if seeing a treasure; then his eyes dodge to show that he was shaken; he gritted his teeth slightly to show that he was entangled in his heart; and then he sighed, as if he had finally made up his mind and decided to compromise...

In just ten breaths, the expression in the ink painting changed several times, as naturally and smoothly as drinking water.

Ouyang Mu was dumbfounded, and finally couldn't help but murmured:

"As expected of Senior Brother Mo, he is so awesome..."

Not to mention the formation, even the acting was done so well.

Linghu Xiao and Song Jian on the side had complicated expressions, and they 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 bit..."

"It's okay, just take some time to practice. You are introverted by nature, a bit dull, and don't know how to adapt. You will definitely suffer from this, so learn some acting skills and you will definitely be able to use them in the future."

Mo Hua warned again.

Ouyang Mu nodded in understanding.

So, that night, Ouyang Mujin followed Mo Hua's instructions and kept practicing various subtle expressions.

The next day, as expected, another demon cultivator opened the door.

Ouyang Mu was escorted by a demon cultivator and sent to the evil weapon room yesterday.

The rickety old demon cultivator, the evil formation master, was already waiting in the weapon refiner's room.

I don't know if he came early or if he stayed in the refining room and never went out at all.

After Ouyang Mu entered the door, the evil weapon master didn't talk nonsense and handed him a piece of bones just like yesterday.

"After refining these bones..."

The evil weapon master ordered.

Ouyang Mujin followed Mo Hua's instructions and shook his head in refusal:

"I don't practice!"

But his expression was a little stiff and not smooth enough.

"There are flaws...but it's barely passable." Mo Hua commented silently in his heart.

The evil weapon master didn't know it, let alone expected it, but after one night, Ouyang Mu had so many "bad things".

The evil weapon master did not doubt that he was there, and still sneered, "Then you will suffer a little more."

He took out the wolf tooth lock again and bit Ouyang Mu's body.

Ouyang Mu endured the pain and never spoke.

After a while, his expression became more and more painful and ugly.

I'm not pretending, because it really hurts.

After a while, the evil weapon master asked again: "Have you thought about it? If you refine these bones, you will suffer less."

"I can also pass on my skills to you."

Ouyang Mu didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head and turned over his sleeves.

On it are the "lines" given to him during the ink painting scene.

Ouyang Mu gritted his teeth and read carefully:

"I am a Tai'amen monk and a disciple of the Ouyang family. I have inherited the most authentic sword-making skills. How could I be in cahoots with you... monsters who forge evil weapons?"

"I don't take your evil craftsmanship seriously at all!"

Ouyang Mu's tone was not natural enough.

But he is an "honest person", and honest people are the most irritating when they speak.

The evil weapon master was indeed dissatisfied and sneered: "Tai'amen, sword-making skills? Tai'amen has taken the wrong path, what can I teach you?"

"You follow me, and I will teach you how to make a real sword."

"Teach you how to quench blood, how to raise demons, how to forge sword bones... and even teach you many sword formations..."

Mo Hua, who was eavesdropping from above, was startled when he heard this.

Sword array? !

Does this old evil weapon master still have a sword formation in his hand?

Or many sword formations? !

Mo Hua took a deep breath.

"Heaven's secret calculation, sincerely don't deceive me!"

"Master's copper coins are really powerful!"

"There is actually so much wool that can be harvested in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons..."