Huang Yu is a thin man whose cultivation level is only at the beginning of level five. His early stage of level five is very different from the students of the same level at Jindi Academy. He has almost no foundation to speak of.
It can be said that among level five, strength is at the bottom.
Compared to a blood pattern master, martial arts strength is not important at all, their specialty is blood pattern.
"Zhang Zhuang, you are seeking death."
Yellow Fish said to him coldly: "I can't even open it myself, yet you are so upright and upright, it's a joke. If you offend me, I can guarantee that you will never have any business again, and you will drink the northwest wind like this old man Lu.
"
Turning, he turned his gaze to Mo Tian and looked at the Black Blood Stick greedily: "Such precious black gold and iron would be smelted by an inferior smelter. It's really stupid. Please give this thing to me to repair it."
It’s too late, otherwise,,,.”
"Otherwise, what?" The black blood stick flew up with a roar and pointed directly at the yellow croaker. The terrifying power suddenly frightened the yellow croaker and made him retreat repeatedly.
Huang Yu swallowed his saliva. He was quite knowledgeable. Although Mo Tian was at level four, he was certainly not an ordinary person who could use the blood pattern weapon to such an extent.
Yellow Fish gritted his teeth and did not dare to say more.
Mo Tian glanced over, raised his hands to Zhang Zhuang and said, "Thank you for your hard work, fellow Daoist Zhang, I am grateful."
Regardless of whether Zhang Zhuang is unworthy in Huang Yu's eyes, there is no denying that the Black Blood Stick's abilities have improved significantly.
He took out a backpack from his arms and handed it to Zhang Zhuang. Mo Tian smiled and said, "Be sure to accept it."
Zhang Zhuang wanted to refuse, but his curious consciousness swept away and he was speechless: "This,, I, I, I,,."
"What the hell, I've already charged the fee, you brat, you have the nerve to ask for it." The old man surnamed Lu wanted to take back the backpack and give it back to Mo Tian, but he had to ask for it several times before he got it back.
This made Mr. Lu feel relieved. He knew that his disciple was not a greedy person and should not be so reluctant to part with him.
Mr. Lu seemed like an ordinary person, but Mo Tian felt that his consciousness was fluctuating.
"Well, that's so embarrassing." Mr. Lu looked at the backpack and his face was filled with surprise.
"Master, this was given to me." Zhang Zhuang's face was full of reluctance, and Mr. Lu glared: "What's mine is yours, so what if you let me go first? Besides, don't you want me to repay this favor?"
Zhang Zhuang was worried and silent.
Mr. Lu smiled and said: "The smelting of black gold and iron has greatly improved the quality of the blood-patterned weapon. There is no problem in engraving the third texture with the quality of the black blood stick. But as I said before, the blood-patterned instrument engraved by myself
, I am most familiar with it.”
Mo Tian was startled. When Mr. Lu said this, he seemed to be determined to let him carve the third texture on the black blood stick.
But he has never shown his ability as a blood pattern master in front of Mr. Lu, so why is Mr. Lu still like this?
Could it be said that Mr. Lu wants to give him some advice?
Mr. Lu, who seems to be an ordinary person, actually possesses Yuanshi. It seems that Mr. Lu is really hiding it.
"Please give me advice, Mr. Lu."
Now that he understood what the other party meant, Mo Tian naturally would not miss the opportunity to ask for advice.
"You shouldn't take advice seriously, but it's true that you can learn from each other." Mr. Lu seemed to dislike the word "advice": "Do you have an engraving needle or a pattern mirror?"
Of course Mo Tian had it. He took it from Lu Ming when he was on Qianfu Island, but he never used it after entering the academy.
"What are you?" Mr. Lu's expression changed when he saw the two things.
At this moment, the door of the manor was kicked open with a loud kick, and it turned out to be the yellow croaker who had left and returned. He looked at the two objects with burning eyes and shouted: "So, you are the murderer of my junior brother."
Just now I was extremely afraid of myself.
Now, he actually dares to come forward and give himself the name of a murderer.
Could it be said that Yellow Croaker knows that these two things belong to Lu Ming?
Lu Ming was indeed killed by himself, but no one knew.
"Get lost." Mo Tian shouted, with a look of displeasure on his face.
Since no one knows that he killed Lu Ming, he is not afraid of anyone.
"Hmph, you are so arrogant. When I tell the master about this, you will definitely die." Yellow Fish sneered: "But this does not mean that there is no remedy, as long as,,,ah."
Mo Tian slowly withdrew the black blood stick, looked at the yellow croaker's dissipating body, and said without hesitation: "I hate annoying flies the most." Then he turned to Mr. Lu and said: "Please continue to teach me."
"You."
Although the virtual world kills people, the real person will not die.
But Mo Tian's move will undoubtedly completely anger Huang Ya.
But the matter has been done, and Mr. Lu can only say: "Throw away these two things. Since you are here in disguise, the yellow croaker cannot find you, but the black blood stick must be careful not to be exposed."
Mo Tian was stunned by Mr. Lu's concern.
Mo Tiandao: "In this case, it is easy for me to escape, but what about you?"
Zhang Zhuang said at this moment: "We are just smelting weapons for our customers. The details of our customers have nothing to do with us."
That's good, because it would be bad if I implicate these two people.
At this time, Mr. Lu took out a box. When the box was opened, it turned out to be a mirror full of textures and one hundred and eight engraving needles.
This thing looks inconspicuous, but it is extremely simple and extraordinary.
"This thing is given to you." Mr. Lu gave the box to Mo Tian, and took out a thick secret book and said: "This is the entry-level method taught to me by my master. You should also accept it and study it carefully."
Can master the engraving method of the third texture."
The two objects were placed in front of Mo Tian. Mo Tian looked very calm: "These two objects are of great significance to you. Are you going to give them to me like this?"
"Take it." Mr. Lu turned around and left without saying another word.
Zhang Zhuang also looked puzzled about this. Mo Tian put away the two things, took out a backpack and handed it to Zhang Zhuang and said: "Please take more care of Mr. Lu."
Then Mo Tian left here.
"Teacher, you, why did you pass on such a valuable thing to him? Aren't you afraid of entrusting someone to someone else?" Zhang Zhuang said in confusion.
"You don't understand." Old Lu's voice came, and he sighed alone: "Soul power, the fourth level of cultivation has soul power. This is a natural blood pattern master. I have failed the teacher, and I must use his soul power."
The mantle is passed on.”
…
For a smelter, or even a blood pattern master, ore materials have a terrible attraction to them.
Mo Tian went from Qianfu Island to the Beast Cave. Although he didn't collect too much, he already had a bunch of minerals in his backpack.
But Mo Tian didn't expect that Mr. Lu would actually hand over such a valuable thing to him.
With the two things, not only can I understand the blood pattern master faster, but I can also carve the third texture for the black blood stick.
The top priority, of course, is not to spend a lot of time on this, but to speed up to the fifth level.
Following Fan Feng's instructions, Mo Tian came to the place where he could advance to a virtual level for free as promised.