Forget it, before Shui Han was born, the sound of Lan chanting sutras actually came from the sword pool.
"Who is he?" Master Xu looked at his father blankly.
Mrs. Xu was also frowning, as if she was thinking about something, then a bright light flashed in her eyes, and she said with great joy, "He is using his own insights to forge swords, injecting Shui Han with the Dao!"
"???" Jin Yao and Master Xu both looked confused.
"To put it simply, he wants to make Shuihan Sword not only natural, but also integrated into the scriptures and meanings of the Mohist family, and become a famous sword that can only be used by Mohist disciples!" Mrs. Xu smiled happily.
The Shuihan Sword was ready to be born, but Lan prevented its birth and injected the Mohist classic meaning into the Tiancheng Sword Intent, making the Shuihan Sword a chivalrous sword!
Time passes day by day, but the sword pool is still not opened. No one knows when Lan will let the famous sword come out.
Master Xu is no longer worried, the famous sword has been completed, and now Lan is suppressing it to prevent it from being born, but is promoting the birth of the famous sword to the extreme.
The Six-Fingered Black Man also came back and brought back a sword box.
"Lan is suppressing Shuihan and preventing him from being born?" This is the first time the Six-fingered Black Man has heard of such a thing. This has never happened in the many years of Mohist sword making. Maybe it can be written into the scriptures and become a kind of
Sword Forging Experience.
"Yes!" Mrs. Xu smiled and nodded. She is indeed a disciple of Mo Bian's lineage. She has solid theoretical knowledge, otherwise others may not be able to achieve this level.
"Did Juzi get the ancient Zhaodan sword?" Mrs. Xu was also curious. They had only heard of the ancient Zhaodan sword, but they still had never seen the real Zhaodan sword.
The Six-Fingered Black Man nodded. He had already taken action himself. Is there anything he couldn't get?
Lord Xinling actually didn't want to give it, but he didn't dare to offend the Mohist family for a sword, and the Six-fingered Black Man didn't come by himself, but brought a group of Mohist masters and Baijia as witnesses.
What is clear is to tell him that he must either gain fame and hand over the ancient sword Zhaodan, or the Mo family can take action. Zhaodan will still return to the hands of the Mo family, and he can choose to be active or passive.
Finally, Lian Po came forward and gave it to Lord Xinling at the foot of the steps. Lord Xinling presented the Zhaodan Ancient Sword to Lian Po, who then gave it back to the Six-Fingered Black Man.
"Can I please invite the Shangqing to return to the State of Zhao?" When Lian Po returned the ancient sword, he still hoped that Jin Yao could return to the State of Zhao and serve as the Shangqing.
"It comes as soon as you call it and goes away as soon as you call it. Do you think I, the Mo family, are dogs?" The Six-fingered Black Man was very angry.
When they were needed at first, they elevated people to high positions, but when they were no longer needed, they just abandoned them. Do you really think that the Mohists are easy to bully?
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Lian Po also sighed, but there was nothing he could do. If they missed it, they would just pass it.
Jin Yao looked at the sword box containing the Zhao Dan Ancient Sword handed over by the God Slayer Swordsman. He opened it with trembling fingers, and found a simple red golden sword lying quietly in the sword box.
Jin Yao stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword. The three-foot-long sword vibrated, and he spread his hands out like a little tsundere, refusing to let him touch them.
"???" Jin Yao was stunned. This is my sword, and you won't let me touch it?
Six-fingered Black Man and others were also confused. Normally, father and son inherit the family, so Jin Yao should be recognized by Zhao Dan.
"Go away, you scumbag, do you still want to touch me when you have Lingxu?" This is the will of the sword that Jin Yao felt on the Zhaodan Ancient Sword.
"I'll wipe it!" Jin Yao blinked. This was the first time he saw such a proud sword.
"Famous swords repel each other!" Jin Yao spread his hands helplessly and refused to let him touch her. He had no choice but to look at Mrs. Xu.
Mrs. Xu also frowned. He knew that the famous swords reviled each other, but he didn't expect that Zhaodan Gujian was so unruly and domineering that he wouldn't even touch the son of his previous master.
"I'll give it a try!" Gu smiled and stepped forward to hold the ancient sword of Zhao Dan directly.
A ray of red light rose from the sword, as if an ancient mirror reflected Gu's internal organs, allowing everyone present to see it.
"You have such a dark heart!" Jin Yao was dumbfounded again. This ancient sword must be a monster, and he actually laughed at himself!
"Qiang~" The sword chanted and soared into the sky in an instant. An ancient mirror appeared on the sword, and the mirror light shone on Gu's body. For the last time, it flashed away, regained its golden-red color, and returned to Gu's hand. superior.
"Is this acknowledging the master?" Jin Yao looked at Mrs. Xu in astonishment.
"Yes!" Mrs. Xu nodded.
This completely exceeded their expectations. Zhaodan Gujian was obviously found for Jin Yao, but Gu Jian did not recognize Jin Yao and chose Gu instead.
"Hahahaha!" Gu smiled and looked at Jin Yao, asking you to target me all day long, now it's okay, your sword is my sword!
"Oh no~" Jin Yao was depressed. Are Wolong and Zhonghu really incompatible with each other?
"There's still a lot left!" Jin Yao looked at the Six-fingered Black Man.
There are three famous swords, and now he has two. It would be good to give them to Gu. Originally, he and Six-Finger Black Man wanted three famous swords for himself and Lan. Gu, now he has both Gu and Lan. Actually, he It doesn't matter if you have it or not.
"Where's your Lingxu?" The six-fingered black man was speechless. He really thought that famous swords were like cabbages. There were so many leaders in the entire Mo family, but there were only a few famous swordsmen.
"That's a token of the Prime Minister's wife, it doesn't count!" Jin Yao refused decisively.
"Famous swords repel each other, as you've seen. Even if I could get a famous sword, you wouldn't be able to use it!" The six-fingered black man rolled his eyes.
"I need a sword!" Jin Yao said seriously, took out a drawing he had drawn a long time ago, and handed it to Mrs. Xu. Although Ling Xu was a famous sword, it was too delicate and not suitable. On the battlefield, he needs a long sword that can fight on the battlefield.
Mrs. Xu frowned and took the drawing from Jin Yao, and took a closer look. The sword was very long, much longer than a sword.
"How do you draw such a long sword?" Mrs. Xu raised her doubts. This sword is too long, much longer than the Qin sword. With the length of a human arm, it cannot be drawn with one hand.
"Mo Dao!" Jin Yao said.
What Jin Yao took out was not a sword, but a Mo Dao from the Tang Dynasty. It was much longer than ordinary swords, both the hilt and the blade were much longer.
It is difficult to pull out the sword with one hand. Generally, there are three ways to draw the sword. One is that two people cooperate with each other to help each other draw the sword together; the other is to drag the scabbard on the ground and the person rushes forward to draw the sword; the last is to use the scabbard as a weapon towards the opponent. The enemy throws it, and he instantly draws his sword to fight against the enemy.
"Mo Dao?" Mrs. Xu listened to Jin Yao's explanation of drawing the sword and understood the principle, but bronze simply could not withstand such a length and remain strong.
"It's difficult!" Mrs. Xu shook her head. The bronze sword couldn't bear such a length without breaking.
"So, I need a special kind of ore!" Jin Yao said.
"You know how to forge swords?" Mrs. Xu was even more surprised. He knew that Jin Yao was the leader of Mo Bian and was also proficient in the art of mechanism, but the art of mechanism was similar to but different from sword-making.