There was silence before the stone steps of Jiange Pavilion.
Huang Laoliu moved his eyes away from the sword held by Han Muye and looked at the head of the Cao family who looked more solemn in front of him.
If Han Muye hadn't spoken, Huang Laoliu would have almost capsized in the gutter.
After inspecting these swords, he found that his soul was seriously injured. If he really took away the swords that Han Muye had returned, the sword pavilion would lose all face.
Just like Han Muye said, how did a few useless swords achieve such sword energy and shining aura?
The key is that he put his soul into the sword body without any hindrance. It is indeed a precious sword.
Reinvent the furnace?
Won't.
If the Cao family is going back to the furnace to refine it, there is no need for the head of the Cao family to send it in person.
They sent the sword today just to bring down Jiange's face!
In front of the sword pavilion, everyone turned their attention to Han Muye and looked at his hand that slowly released the hilt of the sword.
"Haha, it's still that useless sword Qingyou..."
"A useless sword is a useless sword. If you play with it, it is still useless."
With his hands behind his back, Han Muye had a cold expression on his face.
"If the head of the Cao family just wants to bring these useless swords to the sword pavilion, then you, the Cao family, really don't have to come here anymore."
His words made everyone in the Cao family change their expressions.
Cao Anchun's expression became more and more gloomy, the girl beside him looked curious, and the young man was extremely angry.
"Why do you think that a sword is useless just because it's useless? I spent two months refining this sword, and the ancestor tempered it. How could it be useless-"
Before the young man finished speaking, Cao Anchun raised his hand to stop.
"Little friend, tell me, where is this broken sword?" Cao Anchun looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.
Han Muye laughed, shook his head and said, "Master Cao, although the six swords were made by different people last time, the mistakes and omissions are similar."
"Then I checked various swords that your Cao family gave me before, and many of them had the same problem."
"If you, Master Cao, could discover and solve these problems, you wouldn't be here today, right?"
Before Cao Anchun could say anything, Han Muye had already pointed at the swords: "Is it possible to use sword energy to infuse the sword body to temporarily make up for the hidden dangers and shortcomings in it?"
I see!
Huang Laoliu's face darkened.
No wonder he didn't check out the flaws in the sword. It turned out that the head of the Cao family had done some trick and used sword energy to temporarily fill the flaws in the sword.
"Senior brother, since you said so, please point out the shortcomings of these swords." The girl beside Cao Anchun spoke in a low voice, looking at Han Muye.
Hearing her words, Han Muye showed a faint smile on his face: "It's empty talk, I, Han Muye, will help you point out the shortcomings of your Cao family's weapon refining?"
Disadvantages of the Cao family's weapon refining!
Empty mouth and white teeth.
The girl's eyes widened and she bit her lip without speaking.
Cao Pei trembled all over and lowered his head, not daring to look at Han Muye in front of him.
The expression of the angry young man kept changing, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and glared at Han Muye.
Cao Anchun stared at Han Muye. After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "Little friend, I don't know what you want to do before you are willing to say it?"
Han Muye put his hands behind his back and his eyes fell on the sword-holding disciples behind Cao Anchun.
"One mistake, ten thousand spiritual stones."
Ten thousand spiritual stones.
Lu Gao, who had been standing behind him, felt that Senior Brother Han was really kind in his offer this time.
Last time, the guy from Ling Juezong directly offered him 100,000 spirit stones.
"Okay, ten thousand spiritual stones is ten thousand spiritual stones." Cao Anchun nodded, waved his hand, and a high-grade spiritual stone appeared in his palm, and the spiritual light flashed.
Han Muye turned to look at Lu Gao.
Lu Gao was shocked, strode forward, reached out and took the spirit stone from Cao Anchun's hand.
Top quality spiritual stone.
I finally touched this thing in my life!
Seeing Lu Gao collect the spirit stone, Han Muye stretched out his hand and pointed to the long blue sword in front of him and said: "This sword is called Qingyou. It is three feet long and one minute long, and weighs eleven kilograms and five taels."
"This sword is made of Qingmu Feng iron mixed with jade black steel. It is refined through thousands of hammering methods and is engraved with the Qingfeng spirit pattern."
Every time Han Muye said something, the Cao family's young man's face became more solemn.
Cao Anchun and the girl beside him nodded slightly.
"I guess your Cao family should have a mine of black jade steel, right?" Han Muye asked with a smile.
"What does this have to do with the shortcomings of this sword?" The young man from the Cao family changed his expression and whispered.
Han Muye shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, I just want to express my feelings that your family is really rich."
Before the young man could speak in anger, Han Muye spoke again: "There are several other swords in this sword. It seems that there is no problem with the ratio of spiritual materials and the refining techniques."
"But the mistake is that there is no problem."
When he said this, his eyes were filled with light, as bright as a glow.
"The green pomelo sword is made of black jade steel mixed with three taels and five coins."
"The Maple Red Sword Xuan Jade Steel costs three taels and five cents."
"Mo Shen, the other handles of Broken Jade, the weight of Xuan Yu and steel is exactly the same."
"The forging methods inherited by your Cao family are really brilliant."
Under the stone steps, the faces of everyone in the Cao family changed.
Han Muye obviously seemed to be praising them, but they didn't feel the same way at all.
A trace of confusion flashed across the young man's face.
This ratio is accurate, isn’t it?
"I understand the mistakes you made." Cao Anchun nodded and said softly: "I thought the family inheritance was fine, but I didn't expect it to restrict the younger generations."
"Refining weapons is like refining elixirs. If anything is too much, it will be broken into pieces, and if anything is too little, it will be wasted. When Cao returns to his family, he will definitely let his children practice their eyesight. They will never follow the script or memorize it by rote."
After Cao Anchun finished speaking, he took a deep breath and looked at Han Muye: "My friend, are there any more?"
Han Muye chuckled and said, "Of course."
Cao Anchun's eyes flashed brightly, and he pulled out two high-grade spiritual stones from his palms.
Han Muye waved his hand, and Lu Gao stepped forward and stopped.
"Your Cao family likes to use cold pond water to make weapons, so the three-handled Yang attribute sword energy is so useless."
"Backed by the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, your Cao family has no shortage of spiritual materials. There are several swords that are purely stacked with spiritual materials, but you don't know that it is counterproductive."
"The Cao family's weapon refining, the sword seal carving spiritual patterns are too single, and cannot meet the needs of different practitioners."
…
Han Muye said something, and Cao Anchun took out a high-grade spiritual stone.
Lu Gao accepted the order without hesitation.
After a moment, Lu Gao could no longer hold the spirit stone in his hand.
"It's impossible. Our Cao family's weapon refining skills have been passed down for thousands of years. We are a famous weapon refining family. How could our weapon refining skills be so bad..."
"No, wouldn't it be better to add more spiritual materials..."
The young man from the Cao family was already confused and stood there mumbling to himself.
The girl beside him looked at Han Muye with bright eyes and listened to every word.
"Last point, your Cao family's weapon refining is the most deadly."
Han Muye stretched out his hand and pointed at the girl in red: "If your Ice Breaker hadn't been unable to survive after being forged 35,300 times, and the rhythm of its folding was broken, it would have been a spiritual weapon."
"Yes, senior brother is right, I, I am exhausted..." The girl's face turned red and she whispered.
"Your Cao family's physical training method is not strong enough. After exercising thirty thousand times, there will be a pause." Han Muye said softly.
After speaking, he remained silent.
Under the stone steps, the Cao family remained silent.
What Han Muye said was really a mistake they had made but never considered.
"Little friend, I don't know how to get rid of this fatal drawback?" Cao Anchun looked up at Han Muye, took a deep breath and said, "Little friend, please make a price."
Lu Gao looked around, quietly approached Huang Laoliu, and put the high-grade spiritual stone he was holding into his arms.
Everyone asked Senior Brother Han to bid.
Naturally, you will make a lot of money.
"I want the sword you brought."
Han Muye stretched out his hand and pointed at the wooden box held by the young man standing at the end of the Cao family.
"Impossible, that's a spiritual weapon -" Cao Anchun's expression changed, and before he finished speaking, his eyes widened.
In front of him and behind Han Muye, phantoms of iron bulls appeared.
One head.
Both ends.
Three heads.
Nine heads!
The power of nine oxen!
"good."
"I'll change."
Cao Anchun stared at the phantom of the nine cows and spoke in a deep voice.
