Chapter 481: Soul of the Craftsman, Weapon Forging Conference Opens

"Bingtuozi, if you massage your legs frequently, it can speed up blood circulation. If you only massage one leg, it will be easy to be unbalanced. I suggest that I massage the other leg as well."

Little Li said nonsense seriously.

"Really?"

Ying Bing narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips.

"Sister, massage for a while longer."

"..."

The cold and elastic touch came, and Little Li's waist and legs were no longer sore, his brain was calm, and his IQ was back on top.

So it is true that massage is good for health.

Li Mo thought calmly.

Although he has only practiced the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art for two and a half days, and it is not considered an entry level, his progress is actually not small.

But when facing the Great Sage Projection, the gap is still inestimable, just like standing on the ground and looking at the stars in the sky.

If he continues like this, he will not be able to fully master this great way of divine form, and it is indeed a bit unstable to enter the top three of the Hidden Dragon.

Because the progress of the mind and soul will also stagnate.

When they were practicing together last night, he found that Bingtuozi seemed to be approaching the bottleneck of the eight orifices of the mind, but he was almost standing still.

"I still have time. The Weapon Casting Conference and the Hidden Dragon Conference are not seamlessly connected."

"First, let's get started with the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts!"

Li Mo touched a joint and rubbed it. The joint was open, and he also figured it out.

Bingtuozi's knee was suddenly pressed, and Xuezu almost kicked out like a conditioned reflex, stuffing Xiao Li's mouth.

"Be gentle."

Ying Bing frowned slightly, why is he getting stronger and stronger.

The unconscious massage made her a little painful, which means that the physical strength of the two has widened a little bit.

But she has been relying on her own Taiyin Qi to temper the "Mingsha Jingfan Body"...

In the system rewards, there is also a magical object for tempering the body - Jieshen Jade.

But that thing is to trigger the heavenly tribulation to temper oneself. Although the effect is immediate, it is also very dangerous. Even she is considering it carefully and did not use it for a while.

"Sorry, I was distracted."

Li Mo pulled his hand back embarrassedly.

"What are you thinking about?"

"To temper the body. My physical progress has been a bit slow recently. I wonder if I can improve after participating in the Weapon Casting Conference."

Li Mo couldn't help but say with regret.

"What kind of horizontal training martial arts?" Ying Bing frowned even deeper.

This is still slow?

She didn't know the word Versailles, but seeing Li Mo say such words with a sad face, she still felt weird in her heart, and her little feet couldn't help but have the urge to kick him.

But she was afraid that Li Mo would not be surprised but happy.

"The kind that needs to be tempered by tribulation."

Of course, one's own martial arts foundation cannot be told to outsiders.

But classmate Li is talking nonsense.

"Tribulations and trials..."

After summarizing the contents of "Eight Nine Mysterious Arts", Li Mo found that Bingtuozi lowered her eyes and pondered.

Yes, Bingtuozi has not yet explored her bottom - referring to her martial arts attainments.

"Bingtuozi, do you have any way to speed up progress?"

"For martial arts like this, you have to take one step at a time, and usually you can't take shortcuts."

Ying Bing's phoenix eyes looked away and said softly.

"But I will help you think about it."

She...decided to try the strength of the Jieshen Jade herself first.

She was not as strong as the childish ghost, but she knew more than him and was not likely to hurt herself.

"So don't press it yet..."

"?"

Li Mo looked down and leaned back slightly. When did his hand get into the quilt? !

"I don't know what's fun, and I won't get tired of it."

Ying Bing pursed his lips expressionlessly.

"Then change it next time."

"Yes."

"Put this on and press it again."

Li Mo took out a few things from his sleeves and placed them all on the bed.

"?"

Ying Bing took a look and couldn't help curling his fingertips.

All socks were made of black cloud yarn, some were long and light, some were pantyhose, and some were fishnet suspenders...

"Are there any shops opened by people from southern Xinjiang here?" Ying Bing asked expressionlessly.

"No, this is my recent casting achievement!"

Little Li Junzi looked righteous and serious, with pride in his cheerfulness, and there was no trace of guilt at all:

"As we all know, Wuyun yarn is a very difficult material to refine, but it is widely used. Many soft armors, inner armors, and night clothes are made of this material."

"What is even more difficult is the purification of the material. All impurities in the black gold must be removed before pure Wuyun gold can be obtained."

"Then you have to use extremely precise forging techniques to draw Wuyun gold into yarn. No step can be wrong. It is a great test of the craftsman's skills."

"I am a person who likes to challenge myself, so naturally I have to choose the most difficult one!"

"Obviously, it is difficult to make socks with Wuyun yarn!"

"Try it quickly, this is the culmination of my craftsmanship!"

Little Li Junzi looked righteous and took out a sling fishing net.

What seemed to be burning in his eyes was...craftsmanship?

Anyway, he believed it himself.

"......"

Ying Bing's eyes trembled slightly, and his gaze shifted from his socks to his curled toes, which seemed to be a little itchy.

"Li Mo, let's not do it."

"Why?"

"I feel like after wearing it, it will suddenly disappear like the previous underwear. Do you know what's going on?"

"!"

.......

The next day.

Tianshan Sword Manor was majestic and full of people.

In front of the gate of the manor, there were cars and horses like dragons, and people like rain. These were all craftsmen from all over the nine heavens and ten earths who wanted to make a splash at the weapon casting conference.

If their weapons could shine in the hands of a potential dragon, they would become famous.

Blacksmiths also desire fame. Only with fame will there be a steady stream of precious materials sent to their door, asking them to forge. Only with fame will there be status, money, and everything they pursue.

What a pity.

No matter what kind of competition it is, as long as it is related to the words "fame and fortune", it seems to develop in a strange direction.

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for three years. How come you are still a skinny guy, Lao Zhao?"

"What's the use of your big muscles? They are all dead muscles. What's the use of them?"

"Lao Hu, you are not taking banned drugs! Shenlisan is not a good thing to eat. It's bad for your brain if you eat too much."

"Huh? That kid, is he also here to participate in the competition?"

"This guy with small arms and legs, isn't he a young master from a noble family who is here to join in the fun?"

"Damn it, I have trained so big, why can't I attract women? Do they like those weak young men?"

"You are still good. Yesterday, a dead transvestite slapped my butt on the street! And looked at me with ghost eyes!"

"....."

Li Mo frowned. He was just handsome. What's wrong with him?

Is there still a king's law? Is there still law?

Childish, they are actually comparing whose muscles are bigger.

Li Mo shook his head and didn't argue with them. Then he pulled the curtain to block the sight outside the bronze carriage.

But at this moment, there was a commotion in front.

"What happened?"

"It seems that someone carrying banned drugs was caught!"

.....

PS: I originally wanted to make Xiao Li's appearance a bit ordinary, but then I thought, the audience is so handsome, how can they feel involved when watching an ordinary protagonist? This kind of thinking mistake cannot be made!

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